As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

The little devil is dead.

He was killed by Chen Zhian with a single sword. Even his sword power was still reaping lives. He used only a candle to cut off the head of the little devil who had the potential to be an emperor.

It all happens too fast.

It was only when the white tiger was about to escape into the depths of the swamp with the little devil's head in its mouth did people suddenly realize what was happening.

No one could have imagined this ending.

Even though Chen Zhian has shown enough strength, his opponent is just a little devil after all.

The invincible and powerful person, the direct descendant of Emperor Huangfu, he had just been recognized by Heaven and blessed by the Emperor. With the potential and foundation of the little devil, as long as he grows up step by step, he may not be able to enter the realm of emperor in the future, but he is almost certain to become a quasi-emperor.

But such an invincible young emperor was beheaded by Chen Zhian, who was just a step away from causing a miraculous phenomenon to descend from the sky when he reached the level of Tongxuan.

And it was just one sword.

Just like a blade of grass on the roadside, Chen Zhian cut it off with a single sword.

He died halfway before he even started on the road to becoming a God.

"Why is this happening?"

Ning Zhaoxue's half-hidden mountains rose and fell one after another, and her charming face was full of fear.

Ever since being kidnapped by the little devil.

For three years, she witnessed the little devil's power and invincibility every day.

Among the younger generation in the entire world of gods and demons, no one except the illegitimate Huangfu Mingtai could be a match for the little devil's sword. Even Huangfu Mingtai only dodged the sword because he had been in seclusion for many years.

Such an invincible little devil.

How could he be killed with just a single sword strike by Chen Zhian?

The most important thing is, now that the little devil is dead, what should she do?

Thinking of the horror of those lunatics of the Haotian Sect, Ning Zhaoxue's eyes were filled with boundless fear, and she screamed, "Kill them, or we will all be executed when we return to the world of gods and demons."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the world of gods and demons was shocked.

The Haotian Sect controls the world of gods and demons, regards itself as the guardian of the human race, and overlooks the human world from the Haotian Divine Court. No one has dared to kill anyone from the Haotian Sect for many years, so that the cultivators in the world of gods and demons have forgotten the fear of being dominated by the Haotian Sect.

The direct descendants of Emperor Huangfu died young on the battlefield. Once the judge sends down a warrant of punishment from the Haotian Divine Court, I am afraid that everyone present, including the sect behind him, will be implicated. At the very least, they will be thrown into the Demon-Suppressing Abyss, and at worst, their entire clan will be exterminated.

Thinking of the unbearable consequences.

Everyone's faces turned ugly.

This is especially true for the God Hunting Army.

They were originally the private property of the little devil, and now that their master is dead, they have no possibility of survival. For the sake of their relatives and friends in the world of gods and demons, the only option is to be buried with him.

this moment.

The battlefield, which had fallen into silence due to the killing of the little devil, suddenly became depressing.

A strange and crazy murderous feeling was spreading.

Different from the world of gods and demons.

When the cultivators from the Xianwu world saw Tan Tai Mingyue standing on the battlefield with her clothes not stained with blood, they all retreated silently to the outside of the battlefield, and even felt a little relieved in their hearts.

Some people previously thought that Tan Tai Mingyue disregarded the interests of the Xianwu world for the sake of Chen Zhian, that pretty boy. But now, after seeing Chen Zhian's terrifying killing power, no one would have such thoughts anymore.

I just feel that Fairy Tan Tai is indeed foresighted, and she and that pretty boy are a good match.

After all, fuck him.

When Chen Zhian was in the Void God Realm, he could break a hundred armors with one sword. Now that he has entered the Tongxuan realm, he has killed the little devil with one sword. No one knows where his limit is.

As for the group of bald donkeys in Xumi World, they had already fled far away when Chen Zhian killed the little devil with a single sword, leaving the battlefield to the world of gods and demons.

"Are you the only ones?"

In the world of sword spirit, Chen Zhian walked among the crowd with a candle in his hand.

At this moment, he was pale and looked tired, without any sword intention on his body, just like an ordinary teenager.

But when he stood alone on the line with the sword case on his back, the entire battlefield became quiet.

No one dared to take the first step.

No one dares to cross the line between life and death!

Even the experienced God Hunters lost the courage to fight after their leader and master were killed one after another, even though they knew they had to die...

He fought alone across three thousand miles, and his sword was once worth a million soldiers.

This young man with a sword on his back, who descended from the sky, broke over a hundred armors with one sword, and killed the little devil with another sword. With just two swords, he turned the tide of the battle.

Just standing there, he is as powerful as thousands of soldiers...

......

"What are you afraid of? He is alone. Can he kill you all?"

"Think about your sect, do you have any other choice?"

"If Chen Zhian doesn't die, it's you nine clans that will die."

Ning Zhaoxue hid in the crowd, using her innate charm to bewitch gods, demons, and cultivators all over the world.

She was provoked.

The monks who had no other choice gradually became determined.

Yet they had not yet made a move.

A candle flame lit up, like a breeze blowing by.

Ning Zhaoxue's voice, which was full of bewitching intent, suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a head shot up into the sky.

Ning Zhaoxue was killed by another sword.

A wailing sounded from the crowd, and a downtrodden man in a green shirt and carrying a sword jumped up, held Ning Zhaoxue's head in his hands, and said with a painful look on his face, "My wife."

Feeling another powerful energy entering his body, Chen Zhian said with a smile: "Jiang Mazi, you are the second most powerful bandit in the world of Xianwu, can you show some promise?

This woman is not a good person, I will kill her for you, if you have a chance to visit the Great Wilderness, I will find you a brothel girl, who is much prettier than this ugly one."

"Really? I like big ones!"

The man threw away Ning Zhaoxue's head.

The ancient long sword on his back was suddenly unsheathed, and as he laughed and talked, he slashed out a terrifying sword light, nailing a cultivator from the world of gods and demons to the ground.

When he appeared in front of Chen Zhian like a ghost, there was already a head in his hand: "I don't want a girl for free, the seventh-ranked kid in the world of gods and demons, I'll chop it off for you."

This down-and-out man boasted that his swordsmanship, Taoism, formation skills were average, his looks were average, his background was average, and everything else was average.

But when all the generals are focused on him.

He became Jiang Wangsun, who was ranked second in the Xushen realm in Xianwu Tianxia, and a bandit who vowed to build another mountain in Xianwu Tianxia.

He called himself a sword cultivator in front of Taoist priests and called himself a Taoist priest in front of sword cultivators.

If there was no Tan Tai Ming Yue in the Xianwu world, he would be the undisputed number one.

He also has an identity.

He is the sworn brother of the sword cultivator Wang Liuzhi who vowed to plant a sword in the Milky Way to illuminate the heavens. The two of them asked Tan Tai Mingyue for sword skills together and formed a deep friendship because of the same tragic experience.

When Chen Zhian left Duanhe.

Wang Liu once asked Chen Zhian for a life on behalf of Jiang Wangsun.

After seeing Chen Zhian's sword plant in the Tianhe River, Jiang Wangsun sent a secret message that he could enter Tongxuan and draw his sword to cut a hole to help him leave, but Chen Zhian naturally refused.

Jiang Wangsun and Chen Zhian stood side by side.

His eyes accidentally fell on Tan Tai Mingyue, who was wearing pure white clothes and moving around in the battlefield.

Suddenly became sad.

With a face full of grief and indignation, he said, "What the hell is going on here? An affair has been revealed in the final battle to the death?"

Chen Zhian looked at him with pity.

I saw a layer of heaven and earth falling from the void, and Jiang Wangsun fell down in the swamp with a plop, and the place where he originally stood became the indifferent Tan Tai Mingyue.

"One man versus two thousand, never before seen in history."

Chen Zhian shook his head, played the sword and smiled leisurely: "There are no ancients in front of me, and no future generations in the future..."