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Chapter 13 Holy Sword Haotian

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    Surging power surged from the man's palm. Xiao Chen took three steps back before he could regain his footing. Qi and blood surged in his body. Xiao Chen quickly activated the Purple Thunder Art and silently guarded his Dantian to calm down the fluctuating Qi and blood in his body.

    Xiao Chen looked forward and saw that the person who took action was dressed in white, handsome and handsome, with a faint smile on his calm face, but a hint of arrogance in his brows, giving this friendly face a slap in the face.  Got a little discount.

    "Brother, why are you here?" Zhang Zeyang, who was rescued, shouted happily. After knowing the identity of the person who came, he knew that he was saved and that he could recover from this situation.

    The man in white smiled softly and said: "I waited for a while and saw you didn't come, so I came by myself. I came at the right time and happened to catch a good show."

    This man in white is called Zhang He. He is the son of Zhang's family and is extremely talented. He went to Baiyan Academy in Zhoucheng when he was ten years old. He has rarely come back in recent years. From the palm he just used, it can be seen that his cultivation level has at least reached  He has been in the martial arts realm for many years.  It seems that there is no chance to destroy Zhang Zeyang's cultivation. Xiao Chen thought in his heart, since there is no chance, there is no need to linger here, Xiao Chen turned around and left.

    Suddenly there was a sound of piercing the air behind him. Xiao Chen didn't even look at it. He turned around and a thunder god struck backwards. The bright electric light flashed through the air and shot towards Zhang He's eyebrows.

    Zhang He closed his hands and stood still. He stood there like a sword. The majestic sword intent suddenly shot out from his body. Countless sword energies lingered around him. After a moment, the bright electric light disappeared in the air.  invisible.

    "Your Excellency, you just bullied my second brother, and it seems that you had a great time bullying me. Why don't you just leave and continue to teach me some lessons?" Zhang He stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and calm.

    Xiao Chen did not look back, but Xiao Chen also knew clearly what happened behind him. His Thunder God was broken by opening and closing between Sumeru. This man was indeed very strong.  But even so, Xiao Chen didn't have much fear in his heart. Even if a warrior in the martial arts realm couldn't defeat him, it wouldn't be easy for him to leave!

    He turned around and said with a relaxed smile: "I have long heard that Zhang's eldest son's martial soul holy sword Haotian is capable of splitting the sky and splitting the earth, and the sword's intention is psychic. Today I saw it and it is indeed well-deserved. We, the low-level warriors, are willing to be inferior to it."

    Zhang He could hear that Xiao Chen's words were implying that he bullied the small, but he didn't care at all. He continued to laugh and said: "Brother Xiao is so humble. I heard that Xiao Jian, the number one member of the Xiao family, was defeated by your Excellency with one move. That Xiao  The sword is at the pinnacle of a mighty warrior, no less than myself."

    Xiao Chen was surprised. This man from far away in the city actually knew all the news about the Xiao family. He should not be underestimated. The expression on his face did not change and he said calmly: "It's just a rumor. Mr. Zhang also believes it?"

    The two people faced each other, staring at each other. Their eyes opened and closed like swords. The Haotian Sword buzzed in his body, and terrifying sword intent emanated from him. The sword intent became stronger and stronger, and his eyes were aroused.  Shooting out, the invisible sword intention was like substance, cutting through the air and shooting towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

    The momentum of the martial arts realm combined with the overwhelming sword intent locked Xiao Chen tightly. Xiao Chen frowned, the Qinglong martial spirit in his body was swimming gently, and the pressure of the ancient holy beasts matched Xiao Chen's momentum.  , to meet this invisible sword intention.

    Under the majesty of the ancient holy beast, the fierce sword intention stopped its progress and entangled it two meters in front of Xiao Chen's eyes. It could not move forward. For a while, the two fell into a stalemate. The momentum of Zhang He, a middle-grade martial artist, was unbearable.  No, Xiao Chen, who is just a low-grade warrior.

    "Brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? He just wanted to kill me." Zhang Zeyang stood aside and said with a gloomy expression.

    Hearing this, Zhang He despised his younger brother in his heart. Xiao Chen's Thunder God Break attack just now seemed to be easy for him to resolve, but in fact it took a lot of effort and a lot of energy. Now  On the one hand, he was holding Xiao Chen back and slowly regaining his strength. On the other hand, he was waiting for Xiao Chen to reveal his flaws and wait for the opportunity to act. If the person in front of him was so easy to deal with, he would have taken action long ago.

    The momentum he had been brewing for a long time was broken by Zhang Zeyang's words. He had no choice but to withdraw his sword and take action first, "Young Master Xiao, I'm offended."

    Xiao Chen didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, but instead had a strong fighting spirit. He had wanted to try his strength a long time ago, but unfortunately he could not find a suitable opponent. Xiao Yulan was originally a very good opponent.  But Poinsettia is too poisonous, and fighting her could endanger your life if you are not careful.  The other Xiao family children are too weak, and it would be too troublesome to find those elders.

    The Zhang He in front of you is undoubtedly the best opponent, the holy sword of the martial arts realm. Fight with him to see what level you can reach if you try your best.

    Thinking so??Zhang He has already come over, with the wind of his palm like a sword, stamping towards Xiao Chen's chest. Xiao Chen takes a step back slightly, the Purple Thunder Art is running at full strength, and the electric light flashes on the body, and finally all rushes to the right.  Palm, the two of them slapped each other.

    boom!

    Surging power surged out, and a wave of air fanned out in all directions. The two did not stop, and continued to fight. A loud shout came, and the two figures moved up and down the street. Dust was flying for a while, and the air wave  The crowds watching the excitement on the street retreated far away.

    The muscles and bones in Xiao Chen's body have been tempered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a long time, and are much stronger than the average person's physical fitness. Coupled with the powerful stamina and recovery ability of Zi Lei Jue, although he vomited several mouthfuls of blood, he was not actually affected by it.  How much internal damage.

    On the surface, Zhang He's complexion remained the same, with a rosy glow, and he still wore that faint smile. In fact, the blood in his body was surging, and he was too embarrassed to spit out the congestion in his body. After a while, Xiao Chen still couldn't be solved.  , even if he wins, he will still suffer internal injuries.

    Phew!

    Zhang He groaned, took a few steps back, broke away from the fight with Xiao Chen, and used his kung fu again to calm down the churning Qi in his body. On the surface, he was still unscathed.

    On the other hand, Xiao Chen's hair was already wet, his face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely embarrassed, but there was a faint smile on his face. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tied up his loose hair again.  He looked relaxed and looked at Zhang He with some provocation.

    Looking at Xiao Chen's provocative actions, Zhang He's energy and blood surged in his body, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. However, Zhang He calmed down quickly. After all, he was not a person like Zhang Zeyang who made stupid mistakes. He smiled softly and said: "  You are very strong, and it seems that I underestimated you before, but unfortunately, when you meet me, I will destroy your cultivation today to see how you can succeed."

    After finishing speaking, Zhang He waved his hand and the entourage behind him threw a long sword over. This long sword was obviously a soul weapon. The seven-foot sword exuded a luster like autumn water. Zhang He, who was holding the long sword, was full of energy.  The momentum suddenly changed.

    The sword became sharp and sharp, like a rainbow penetrating the sun. The whole person was like an unsheathed sword, standing between heaven and earth!

    Poof!  puff!  puff!

    Zhang He took two steps forward, and three sword energy shot out, attacking Xiao Chen from different angles. Xiao Chen had no weapons and could not resist, so he had to retreat quickly.

    After the sword energy passed, Zhang He followed Xiao Chen like a shadow. Each sword was faster than the other. Xiao Chen was forced to kick and had no time to breathe. Xiao Chen's thoughts were racing and he knew it was time to run away. Facing the general with the soul weapon  With Zhang He's soul power exerted, he no longer had any chance of winning, but this battle also made him know his own strength. If he fights with bare hands in front of a martial artist, he will suffer a lot, so he must act within his ability in the future.

    Avoiding a sword attack again, Xiao Chen stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and a few rays of vitality poured into his feet. Following the force, his body moved back several feet, and he shot out two purple thunder true fires in the air.

    "Mr. Zhang, I'd like to say goodbye. We'll see you later." Xiao Chen laughed, turned around, and ran forward.

    It's too late to leave, Zhang He sneered in his heart, and just as he was about to use his body skills to chase after him, two purple flames had floated in front of him. Zhang He casually used his swords to split the purple flames, but who knew what would happen.  As soon as the purple fire touched the sword body, it burst into flames and instantly enveloped the soul weapon. Zhang He was startled and quickly dropped the long sword in his hand.

    The two pieces of purple fire may seem ordinary, but in fact, Xiao Chen put a lot of thought into compressing almost all the purple fire that could be extracted from the body. How could he destroy it with just two swords?

    Zhang He looked at the long sword still burning on the ground with a little fear. It would be terrible if this strange flame stuck to his body. Zhang He shuddered thinking about it.

    "Brother, why did you let him go? Hurry up and chase him!" Zhang Zeyang, the deputy at the side, said without understanding.

    Hearing this, Zhang He was so angry that he grumbled out the blood that had been suppressed for a long time in his throat. He couldn't hold it back any longer, and it spurted out with a puff. Zhang Zeyang's face turned pale with fright when he saw this.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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