Grandmaster Cultivation System

Chen Chuan said with a cold expression.    

However, Zhao Bin was injured. The other disciples all went to protect him, afraid that he would be in danger.    

"Protect the Grandmaster!"    

Seeing this, Chen Chuan couldn't help but frown. He looked at all the disciples.    

"Good! Since all of you are determined to follow Zhao Bin, I won't let you go."    

For traitors, keeping them alive would be a hidden danger sooner or later, not to mention Chen Chuan would always know what he wanted.    

Hu!    

A gust of sword qi blew away.    

The disciples protecting Zhao Bin were instantly sent flying by the sword qi.    

"No!"    

One-armed Zhao Bin said in shock.    

However, Chen Chuan did not give him any chance, because kindness to his enemies was cruelty to his friends.    

Besides, someone had died for him just now. Chen Chuan had no reason to let them go to harm his fellow disciples.    

"Haha, do you think that the seven big sects can eliminate the High Martial Sect just by joining forces? This is simply a pipe dream."    

Chen Chuan shook his head and said.    

As long as he was around, he wouldn't want the High Martial Sect to lose its power. On the contrary, he would want the High Martial Sect to flourish.    

Today, the result would be the only sect left in the entire Tian Yuan Continent.    

As for those villains, they were simply no match for them.    

"Kill!"    

When Zhao Bin's disciples saw this, they were stunned. Although it was only a small sect, they couldn't allow Chen Chuan to humiliate them either.    

They couldn't help but fly into a rage and attack him one after another.    

However, how could Chen Chuan take them seriously? With a wave of his hand, he raised the weapon in his hand and attacked those people.    

In an instant!    

The scene was chaotic. As long as Chen Chuan waved his hand, someone would instantly die.    

Gradually, when Zhao Bin saw this situation, he knew that he had lost the upper hand.    

Perhaps following the High Martial Sect was a good result for them.    

However, his big sect found him and persuaded him to fight for them.    

If there was really an accident, That was not what they wanted to see. Perhaps the result was what they were most worried about.    

"Senior Chen Chuan..."    

At this moment, Leng Zhaoru appeared in front of them. Because it was a problem in front of them, no one could explain the situation.    

"Junior Sister Leng! How is it?"    

Chen Chuan did not understand.    

The people in front of him were all small sects who had joined him to rebel, but he did not know the exact reason.    

If the enemy had come on a large scale, then the situation would be completely different.    

"Senior Brother Chen, the rear mountain has already been attacked by the seven major sects. Our disciples have suffered heavy losses."    

"What?!"    

Chen Chuan did not expect such a result. He looked over with a puzzled expression.    

If the major sects joined forces to attack, they would have to pay a huge price even if they could barely defeat the enemy with their current strength.    

Chen Chuan seemed to have thought of a problem, but he did not say it. However, the attacks in his hands were getting more and more intense.    

"Go to hell!"    

Chen Chuan roared angrily.    

He swung his sword. Everyone fell to the ground. No one could answer him.    

"Chen Chuan!"    

At this moment, one-armed Zhao Bin rushed over.    

However, in Chen Chuan's eyes, One-Handed Zhao Bin was nothing at all. At most, he was just a clown.    

Hu!    

A sword qi flew past.    

Zhao Bin suddenly stopped in midair and slowly landed on the ground.    

"Grandmaster..."    

The disciple beside him called out.    

By the time he crawled over with all his might, their Grandmaster's aura had already been severed.    

"This..."    

The disciple said in surprise.    

Their sect had come to an end because of Zhao Bin's death.    

"Humph! Do you think you can be my opponent?"    

Chen Chuan said with disdain.    

The disciple immediately closed his eyes when he heard Chen Chuan's words. The man in front of him was indeed a hundred times stronger than him.    

Furthermore, from the looks of it, he had long lost the ability to fight back. The aura that he had left behind was something that he wanted to say goodbye to their Grandmaster.    

"Anyone who defeats the High Martial Sect shall be killed without mercy."    

Chen Chuan repeated.    

In the past, because of their support, Chen Chuan might be able to let them go.    

But now, there was no need for them, because keeping them was irresponsible to themselves.    

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the High Martial Sect started shouting.    

In an instant!    

All the disciples of the High Martial Sect rushed towards their enemies with all their might.    

Chen Chuan and Leng Zhaoru who were standing on the high ground sighed helplessly when they saw this.    

"How is it?"    

Leng Zhaoru did not understand.    

The small sects in front of them had been taken care of, but the experts from the big sects in the back mountain were not easy to deal with.    

Because in his eyes, the High Martial Sect had been struggling for many years. If they could reconcile, of course, they wouldn't be able to survive.    

"Do you want to negotiate with them?"    

Chen Chuan asked in confusion.    

Chen Chuan had thought about this before.    

However, their goal was obvious. They hoped that the High Martial Sect would be removed forever.    

Any man who was a bit bloody wouldn't agree to their request. Chen Chuan didn't even know how the previous sect master got along well with them.    

"If we don't negotiate, our losses will be too great."    

Leng Zhaoru said worriedly.    

The current situation was seen in their eyes. It was indeed not the best opportunity for the High Martial Sect to grow stronger.    

"Humph, then we will seek victory by taking the risk."    

Chen Chuan said coldly.    

He didn't agree with Leng Zhaoru at all.    

Because they were all smart people. Even if the High Martial Sect surrendered, the seven major sects wouldn't let them go.    

Instead of doing that, it would be better to get rid of them. At the very least, they would be able to protect themselves.    

"No matter what you do, I will support you."    

Leng Zhaoru nodded and said.    

Chen Chuan looked at her in surprise when he heard her. He did not expect her to say something like that.    

"You... you will really support me?"    

In the past, no matter what, it was all for the High Martial Sect. However, what Chen Chuan wanted to do this time was to establish a hundred years of foundation for them.    

As long as this generation of people made sacrifices, the High Martial Sect would definitely rise to prominence in the future.    

"Now that things have come to this, do we still have a choice?"    

Leng Zhaoru said helplessly.    

The seven major sects had already come to the High Martial Sect to denounce them. Leng Zhaoru was not a muddleheaded person. Did they really have to waste their time?    

Moreover, they had witnessed the situation back then. No matter who it was, they did not want them to grow stronger.    

"Hmph! Even so, I still have a way to deal with them."    

Chen Chuan said coldly.    

He turned into sword Qi and flew towards the back of the mountain.    

"Senior Chen..."    

Leng Zhaoru said worriedly.