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In the entire hall, there was silence.
Sima Zizhen who was hiding in the corner, as well as Qian Chiyu, held their breath and looked at the scene in front of them. In the hall where the rubble kept falling, the practitioner of the ninth level of refined essence, blood-stained, was struck by Ye Chentian's sword. Split in half!
The blood shot out from the blood-stained face, as if it was raining lightly.
follow closely.
Another puff of smoke filled the air, and the blood was directly turned into a skeleton.
"Ye Chentian actually won."
Sima Zi held his breath. When Xueshui performed the forbidden technique and stepped into the state of concentration, he thought for a while that he was going to die.
However, he never thought of it.
It turned out to be Ye Chentian who won!
With one sword, split the blood in half!
Concentrate half a step.
That is already the ultimate state of concentration In the eyes of practitioners, concentration is the real master. Not only does the lifespan approach a thousand years, even after death, one can be conceived with the soul and reincarnated.
In front of Ningshen, those spirit transformation realms are nothing but ants!
"This Ye Chentian is too strong, he, is he really this freshman?"
Qian Chiying was also shocked, and subconsciously murmured.
Such strength.
All are enough to enter the top 100 and become an inner disciple!
When he was in the family, Qian Chiyu was an extremely talented disciple, even in the outer sect of the Tianzhu Sect, he was very successful, but when he saw Ye Chentian this is what he saw. But, the most heaven-defying genius.
At only eighteen years old, he beheaded a practitioner of the ninth level of refined essence.
Even if he is as proud as a money pool, he can't help but feel fear in his heart.
"Thankfully, I didn't offend him."
This was the most thoughtful thought that Qian Chiying had thought about during the battle just now
"Dead, blood stained, is he dead?"
Lu Buchen, who just woke up from a coma, saw the blood stains fall down and turned into a corpse, and his heart couldn't help but feel extremely cold.
Before.
Even though Xuanhai was abolished, Lu Bushen still had a glimmer of hope in the deepest part of his heart.
If the blood is stained and uses forbidden techniques to kill Ye Chentian, then he can still live.
Even as a useless person!
The older you get.
In Lu Buchen's heart, he became more and more afraid of death!
But now
"It's over, everything is over."
In Lu Bushen's mind, images of him cultivating since he was a child, and the mansion of the Lu family that he built for fifty years after becoming famous in World War I emerged.
As a family that had already betrayed the Tianzhu Sect and became a member of the Tarsus Cult, Lu Buchen knew it very well.
It is impossible for Ye Chentian to let him go!
He will surely die!
"Haha, it's gone, it's all gone, my Lu family, hahaha"
Lu Buchen, who was in despair, suddenly heard an insanely sharp and insane laughter, which spread in the hall, and then, he took out a dagger from his storage bag, and slammed it into his chest.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood spit out in the air.
Lu Buchen's hand holding the dagger hangs down softly, with unwillingness on his face, and the vitality dissipates.
The head of a generation of Lu family, Lu Buchen.
Kill here!
Ye Chentian glanced at Lu Buchen lightly, but ignored him.
If he wanted to, he could smash Lu Buchen's palm the moment he took the knife.
but.
The mission of the Heavenly Perishing Sect requires killing the head of the Lu family, and Ye Chentian is too lazy to bother.
Boom¡ª¡ª
Above the main hall.
Suddenly there was a series of low-pitched boulders breaking.
"Here, it's about to collapse."
Ye Chentian raised his head and looked at the top of the hall.
His previous battle with Blood Stain was too domineering, breaking the huge stone walls in the secret room a lot. The moment he finally fell down, it seemed to resonate, and the whole hall trembled.
"Brother Ye."
"Master Ye."
Sima Zizhen and Qian Chiying stood beside Ye Chentian.
They are at this moment.
Well-behaved like a child.
because.
Has been provocative beforesp; You must know that even inner disciples, there are only a very few who can do this kind of siren.
But now.
Tell me, a freshman who just became an outer disciple killed Bloodstained?
"Yes, Grandpa, I am also unwilling to believe it, but this is really what I saw with my own eyes. Qian Chiying is beside me. You can ask him!"
Sima Zizhen said with great certainty.
If you don't see it with your own eyes.
For such a shocking thing, he must have a skeptical attitude.
"Go, let me go and see!"
Sima Boshan didn't speak, he dragged Sima Zizhen towards Lu's house.
Sima Boshan didn't think that his grandson would lie to him.
However, he was worried that Sima Zizhen would be wrong.
After all, Sima Zizhen is the master of formation practice, and his own cultivation is not too high. He only has the fifth level of refined essence. He is likely to regard the battle of the seventh or eighth level of refined essence as a half-step concentration.
Therefore, Sima Boshan decided that it would be better to take a look for himself.
At this time, the Lu family has been surrounded by many people.
A huge pit appeared in the middle of Lu's house.
Even the head of the Lu family died tragically in it.
This directly shocked all the residents of Lu Xuanzhen, and even among the crowd, there were many rumors, saying that the Patriarch of the Lu family had angered the heavens and sent down heaven's punishment.
Sima Boshan quietly passed through the crowd and came to the center of the pit.
Although it was covered with a lot of broken earth and rocks, Sima Boshan could see all kinds of battle marks on the wall at a glance, and every force was definitely not lower than the seventh layer of Huajing.
The fluctuation of the most central battle is comparable to half-step concentration.
"Really what Zizhen said is true."
Sima Boshan murmured.
Even if it is really as Sima Zizhen said, the feeling is still like a dream.
The key point, Sima Zizhen said, this is Ye Chentian's outer disciple, only eighteen years old.
"Grandpa, shall we go back next?"
Sima Zizhen said on the sidelines.
"go back!"
Sima Boshan said decisively, "Besides, I have to host a banquet and invite Ye Chentian, who saved you, to express my gratitude!"
"This is an excellent method. If you can establish friendship with Ye Chentian, I am afraid that the status of our Sima family will also undergo earth-shaking changes!"
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