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"Xiao Chen said these words with the intention of death. The mighty and peak Martial King could easily kill Xiao Chen without even having a level of strength.
????????????????????? But people are ambitious, and a dignified man lives in this world, isn¡¯t it just for the sake of breathing?
The other party ignored his status and attacked his master with force and bullying. What's more, Liu Yueru had been seriously injured long ago, and the other party still did it.
¡°At this time, if I still don¡¯t make a sound and have no backbone at all, then I am not a man at all. I might as well die.
Song Que¡¯s face was covered with frost. He couldn¡¯t remember how many years since he became the peak master. Someone dared to scold him like this, and he was just a low-level martial artist.
"You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Aren't you afraid of slipping your tongue? Go to hell!"
After the words fell, Song Que's body began to blur, floating towards Xiao Chen like running water. Wherever it passed, it was like flowing into a river, and all the blood on the ground was swept away.
Three shadows of flowing clouds!
Xiao Chen secretly thought that the three shadows of the flowing clouds were brought out by Song Que, and they were really like flowing clouds and flowing water without any delay. Everything is natural and natural, just like a flowing river, making people feel no crisis.
If this had been done a day ago, Xiao Chen would have been unable to resist Song Que's Three Shadows of Liuyun, which had reached their peak.
But yesterday in the dense forest, Xiao Chen suddenly had an epiphany and entered the realm of the supreme good as water. His understanding of the three shadows of flowing clouds reached a level that no one before him could understand.
Xiao Chen gently tossed Liu Ruyue and put it into Liu Suifeng's hands. His mind was at peace, trying to remember the state of yesterday.
At this time, Song Que seemed to have no killing moves, but Xiao Chen knew that if he could not enter the selfless state of yesterday, he would be immediately killed by Song Que and rendered invisible.
At this critical moment of life and death, Xiao Chen instantly entered the state he was in yesterday, and his whole person turned into a calm sea, calm and calm.
To an outsider, the figures of the two of them have become blurry. One seems to be a rushing river, and the other is a calm ocean with no waves.
Boom!
When the river and the sea collide, a turbulent air current violently disperses around, like countless water splashes.
boom! boom! boom! The water splashed in the air, making a violent explosion sound, like a stormy sea, deafening, continuous and majestic.
Song Que took three steps back, horrified in his heart. The best is like water, an artistic conception that can only be grasped in legends, how could he possibly do it.
Huge force flowed into Xiao Chen's body. For a moment, Xiao Chen felt like he was about to burst. He quickly dissipated the energy injected by Song Que.
In the sea of ????consciousness, on the calm surface of the ocean where he incarnated, after the energy spread out, waves of waves immediately arose.
Reflected in reality, the land behind Xiao Chen suddenly exploded continuously, rolling up streaks of dust and rising into the sky.
"How is it possible? Even if this kid masters the artistic conception of being as good as water, he will never be able to catch my father's palm. The difference in level is too much." Song Qianhe said in great surprise in the distance.
The group of people behind him couldn't figure it out. A strange color flashed in Liu Ruyue's eyes in the distance. There are many kinds of artistic conceptions, and hearing the sword and channeling the spirit is also an artistic conception. Having mastered the artistic conception of hearing the sword and channeling the spirit, she can understand a little bit what is going on.
"If a person understands a certain artistic conception to the extreme, he will take advantage of it when fighting with others using the same martial arts skills. She herself feels it deeply.
Song Que said coldly: "The best is like water, I want to see how powerful it is." The pride of the peak martial king made Song Que unable to accept that the Three Shadows of Liuyun, which he had practiced all his life, was actually inferior to a junior.
After he finished speaking, he turned into a surging river, rolling towards Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen frowned, not daring to be careless, and kept close to his heart, creating a boundless ocean.
The highest good is like water, Metasequoia benefits all things without fighting. Xiao Chen has a clear understanding in his heart. The Three Shadows of Flowing Clouds are fundamentally just a defensive and counterattack type of martial arts.
Forcibly transforming it into an offensive martial skill will only put the cart before the horse.
Song Que ignored this at all. Relying on his own level, he kept attacking Xiao Chen, making loud noises like thunderous waves.
The surrounding air began to vibrate, followed by continuous explosions. The onlookers did not dare to get too close and retreated one after another.
The calm sea surface, the rough waves washed by Song Que,p; With a flash of figure, Song Que flew back to the East Emperor Bell and struck the previous position with his sword again. Repeatedly, Song Que struck hundreds of swords in the blink of an eye.
The bells echoed non-stop, and the continuous sound floated like a sponge to the entire Tiandao Pavilion. Many inner disciples in the Tiandao Pavilion were a little strange after hearing the sound of the bell, and curiously rushed towards the source of the sound.
Xiao Chen hid inside the Donghuang Bell and felt extremely uncomfortable. The long and lingering sound of the bell almost shattered his eardrums. His internal organs kept surging. He wanted to vomit but could not spit out anything.
After several hundred more chops, a tiny crack finally appeared on the Donghuang Bell. Song Que felt happy and his body suddenly rose up.
In the blink of an eye, he jumped up to a thousand meters, wanting to give him the final blow, completely defeat the damn copper bell, pull Xiao Chen out and cut him to pieces.
The sound of the bell suddenly stopped, and Xiao Chen felt a little strange. When he observed it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, he instantly saw the cracks on the bell body.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart. If the Donghuang Bell was really broken, with his true strength, he might not be able to withstand even one of Song Que's moves.
"It doesn't matter, since I'm going to die anyway, why don't I give him a try!" Divine consciousness looked at Song Que who was falling quickly in the air, and a determined look flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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