Dandy Pill God-Chapter 325: The Death of Uncle Chu!

"Buzz..."

Without any warning, the Mysterious Formation suddenly started to operate rapidly!

Thick fog instantly separated Pei Xiaotian and his two companions!

Accompanied by the emergence of invisible Qi Blades, Pei Xiaotian and the others only felt as if they were in the midst of flashing sword shadows!

"Zhu Fei, you’re ruthless! Do you really want to go down with us in mutual destruction?"

Uncle Chu couldn’t help but roar angrily as he watched the dense Qi Blades all around him.

"Mutual destruction? Hmph! With just you? You’re not worthy! Giant Killing Sword! Strike!"

"Boom!"

The strong Heaven and Earth Essence converged, and sword shadows tinged with blue sharpness gradually began to condense and grow larger.

Uncle Chu, while fending off the cuts of the invisible Qi Blades, also braced himself in secret.

Strands of Gang Qi tinged with the Fire Element rapidly formed a Gang Qi defense wall in every direction around him, with his body as the center.

"Hmph! Zhu Fei, don’t be too pleased with yourself just yet. Even with this Mysterious Formation, you can’t truly kill me."

"Oh, is that so? Let’s just wait and see if I can really kill you! Giant Killing Sword! Go!"

"Whoosh!" The sound of something piercing through the air.

Uncle Chu, on full alert, suddenly saw a blue Giant Sword, ten zhang long, appear out of nowhere in front of him!

With a frighteningly imposing air, the Giant Sword merely flickered before his eyes.

By the time it reappeared, it was alarmingly close to Uncle Chu!

"No good! What kind of sword technique is this? How can it possess such terrifying power!"

Uncle Chu’s complexion paled with shock, his pupils tightening!

He instinctively felt a threat, a threat of death!

"True Dragon Strike, break through!"

"Clang!"

As Uncle Chu’s red-colored Blue Treasure Sword slashed out, a sword beam resembling a flaming, blazing dragon roared towards Zhu Fei’s Giant Blue Treasure Sword!

In an instant, the entire Mysterious Formation seemed to shake violently.

Strong Qi Force currents erupted chaotically, blowing away the layers of fog in the area to create a vacuum zone in the blink of an eye!

"Ha-ha! Zhu Fei, did you see that? I told you, just with this Mysterious Formation, you really can’t do anything to me!"

Uncle Chu suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Oh, is that so? Then take a good look for yourself."

Zhu Fei’s disdainful sneer came through, causing Uncle Chu, who had thought he had just escaped a calamity, to falter in his laughter.

The next moment, he saw with horror the Giant Blue Treasure Sword that had previously been enormous, now charging towards his head with a deadly momentum!

"No! This can’t be! I clearly had already..."

"Squelch!"

The sound of flesh being crushed echoed.

The once triumphant Uncle Chu was now, at this moment, reduced to a mush of flesh, directly ground into blood by the Giant Killing Sword!

"Hmm, the quality of this treasure sword is not bad. If I take it back and refine it a bit, there might be a chance to turn it into a Low-Grade Magic Artifact."

At that moment, Zhu Fei’s silhouette suddenly appeared beside Uncle Chu’s body.

He glanced at the red "colored" treasure sword on the ground and, without any courtesy, directly stored it into his Storage Magic Ring.

"Hehe, Pei Xiaotian, Bai Tianlong, it’s your turn next."

A cruel smile spread across Zhu Fei’s lips as his figure gradually faded from the spot until he completely vanished.

Elsewhere, Pei Xiaotian and Bai Tianlong were desperately fending off the cutting Qi Blades around them while casting panicked glances in all directions.

They appeared as though they feared something utterly despairing might imminently befall them.

"Bai... Master Bai, do you think Zhu Fei would really dare to become an assassin against us? I have this really bad feeling."

Pei Xiaotian’s complexion turned pale, and in this moment, he lacked any vestige of the majesty that came with being the young Sect Leader of Zhenwu Sect. Instead, he was like a terrified bird, trembling inwardly at every rustle.

"Hmph! Even if he wants to become an assassin against us, he would need to have the ability to do it."

Bai Tianlong snorted coldly before continuing, "Master Pei, rest assured. With Brother Chu here, even if that little brat Zhu Fei has any ideas against us, it’s not likely to happen."

"I believe that Brother Chu, once he unleashes his true strength, should have no problem dealing with someone like Zhu Fei."

"Hmm."

Hearing Bai Tianlong’s words, Pei Xiaotian’s previously uneasy heart finally settled down somewhat.

After pausing briefly, he suddenly said, "Master Bai, do you think that since Zhu Fei hasn’t come after us yet, he could be held back by Uncle Chu?"

At this, Pei Xiaotian’s already pale face darkened with a trace of malevolence.

"If we can escape this catastrophe, I swear, I will blood-wash Zhu Fei’s entire family!"

"Oh, really?"

Just then, Zhu Fei’s emotionless voice suddenly rang in the ears of Pei Xiaotian and Bai Tianlong!

The sudden twist of events shocked both Pei Xiaotian and Bai Tianlong, causing their expressions to change!

"Zhu... Zhu Fei, how are you here? Where is Uncle Chu?"

Unconsciously, Pei Xiaotian stepped back, his voice trembling as he asked.

"Hehe, that person? He’s of course gone to report to the King of Hell."

As Zhu Fei spoke, his figure reappeared in the view of Pei Xiaotian and Bai Tianlong.

With a cold smile on his lips and icy eyes, he said word by word, "But you needn’t worry, soon I’ll be sending you two to meet him!"

"What! You killed Brother Chu? Impossible!"

This time, Bai Tianlong roared before Pei Xiaotian could react.

He shook his head in disbelief, his face filled with shock.

"Shh—"

A faint sneer came, and Zhu Fei, while watching Bai Tianlong and Pei Xiaotian, suddenly took out that red "colored" treasure sword from his Storage Magic Ring, and said with a cold laugh:

"The two of you must recognize this sword, right? Now tell me, do I still need to play games with you at this point?"

"The... The Red Dragon Sword!"

Suddenly, both Pei Xiaotian and Bai Tianlong turned pale with fright.

They stared at the red "colored" treasure sword in Zhu Fei’s hand, their eyes instantly reflecting terror.

There was no need to ask further, for the mere fact that Zhu Fei was able to produce this Red Dragon Sword meant there was only one possible outcome for Uncle Chu—he had been utterly slain by the very Zhu Fei standing before them!

If that were not the case, Uncle Chu, who always kept his treasured sword close, would never have let it fall into Zhu Fei’s hands!

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