Nine Spirit Swords lay scattered across the ground.
The might of the Heart Sword had once again been demonstrated.
Several Sword Sect Sword Cultivators immediately flushed red.
As Sword Cultivators, they could not even hold their own Destined Swords. Was that not humiliating enough?
Of the nine, only the leader had just entered the Third Realm. The others were merely at the Second Realm.
Thus, with Chu Huai Xu's current overall strength, he was truly crushing them on an entirely different level.
As for the Dao Sect disciples, the Outer Sect Disciple who had sheathed his sword had originally felt somewhat unhappy.
"After Champion Chu arrived, he didn't stand up for us right away. Instead, he made me put my sword away first."
But as he watched the scene before him, he suddenly felt so thoroughly satisfied that the sensation rushed straight to the crown of his head!
"What does it mean to be courteous before resorting to force? This is what it means!" he imagined to himself.
Chu Huai Xu sat astride his horse, looking down at the Sword Sect group.
His innate suppression over the Sword Sect was simply far too great.
Some Sword Sect disciples, carried away by the moment, still wanted to fight, but the people beside them immediately pulled them back.
What the hell are you fighting for? Can't you tell how huge the gap between the two sides is?
Still, among the younger generation, there was never a shortage of impulsive people. They needed the rational ones to hold them back.
Meng Xing, the leader, looked at the young man in the Black Robe before him and suddenly thought of someone.
"Could you be the Xuanhuang Champion, Chu Huai Xu?" he could not help asking.
As soon as he said this, the two Sword