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Wu Yuankai's complexion is not particularly old, he looks like a middle-aged man, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes make people feel sluggish for no reason.
The wide black robe wrapped Wu Yuankai's body airtightly inside. There were two pairs of black gold gloves on the two big hands in the sleeves of the robe.
woo woo woo woo! Woohoo! There was nothing around Wu Yuankai's body, but pitiful cries could be heard from time to time. Under the quiet night, the pitiful cries stirred the tight string in the warrior's mind.
When this person fell, Xiao Chen took the opportunity to retreat another two hundred meters, looking at him with a solemn expression, not daring to show any carelessness in his eyes.
His mental power is boundless and his consciousness is sharp. Generally, warriors who come with hostility can be discovered immediately a thousand meters away from him.
But Wu Yuankai was not discovered until he was a hundred meters away from him. A little later, it was very likely that he would be killed by a sneak attack.
The disturbing cries sounded from time to time. Although Xiao Chen was not greatly affected, he still felt that something was wrong.
Trying to focus his spiritual consciousness in his eyes, Xiao Chen looked closely, and sure enough, he found that Wu Yuankai's body was emitting more than a dozen blood-colored light bands that were difficult to see with the naked eye.
The strip of light was as slender as a needle thread, surrounding him up and down, rising and falling like waves.
With the surging blood-colored light belt, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth spreads, gathering in it like rain and dew. Between the ups and downs, it looks like an endless stream of water.
However, ordinary warriors cannot see it with their naked eyes. They can only vaguely feel the opponent's strong momentum, like a mountain pressing down from the top, which is commonly referred to as the power of a saint.
When warriors reach the realm of Martial Saint, they can comprehend the power of heaven and earth and form powerful laws of Heaven and Saint.
The legendary Emperor Wu could even become one with the heaven and earth and form his own law of heaven. In a moment, the sky would collapse and the earth would fall apart, and the mountains and rivers would be shattered.
Those slender red light bands should be the law of heaven and earth for this person, the semi-saint realm. He is able to condense more than a dozen heavenly laws. This person is definitely not simple.
When he and Bai Wuxue fought, it looked like they were evenly matched within a hundred moves, but after at most five hundred moves, his true energy would be exhausted.
"But Bai Wuxue has the Holy Law of Heaven, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as well as the amount of true energy stored, are not comparable to him.
"Xiao Chen, this person is very special. The red light band you see is not his real Heavenly Saint Law, but a projection of the Heavenly Saint Law in his Dantian."
Aojiao in the fairy ring said solemnly with a little worry: "He should have practiced some kind of evil skill and integrated his evil spirit into the law. Otherwise, the law of heaven and earth, which should be righteous and mighty, would not be scarlet. , the evil spirit is so high."
"If there is a chance, it is better to take the best approach. When you and Bai Wuxue fought, no matter what, he would have to worry about Shui Lingling. This person is a casual cultivator, I am afraid he is lawless and has no scruples."
Without Aojiao¡¯s reminder, Xiao Chen was already highly concentrated. The person in front of him was probably the strongest opponent he would face after coming to Kunlun Realm.
There are dense thunderclouds overhead, and the muffled sound of thunder slowly sounds. There are purple lightnings that pierce the sky from time to time. The artistic conception of immortal thunder has already been released.
With his right hand clasped on the handle of the sword, Emperor Qing quietly performed the technique of drawing the sword. The red light flashed in his eyes, it was Xiao Chen's artistic conception of extreme killing that he had not used for a long time, and he no longer retained it at this moment.
The wind formed by the intention of killing slowly blew in the courtyard, carrying a heavy sense of desolation.
After a while, there was a strong wind, and the wind contained infinite murderous intent in Xiao Chen's eyes. The strong wind swept by, and the green grass in the courtyard squished, and was blown away by the murderous wind. It lost all its vitality and withered on the spot.
The roar of the wind, accompanied by lightning and thunder in the night sky, was a shocking sight. Xiao Chen, who was dressed in white and had black hair flying, holding the handle of the knife, restrained his breath and concealed himself between heaven and earth.
In the Wang Yang¡¯s wanton momentum, he seemed small and boundless, and the distance between him and Wu Yuankai seemed to be thousands of miles away.
But with just one movement, this tiny figure hidden in the sky and earth will cross thousands of miles and rush toward us with a surging momentum.
Wu Yuankai's pupils shrank slightly, and he let out a light sigh, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he was a little surprised. He was not surprised by Xiao Chen's artistic conception of killing or the artistic conception of immortal thunder.
As a casual cultivator, he has traveled around the world and met various masters. Although the Immortal Thunder Concept and the Killing Concept are rare, there are many people who know them.
What surprised him was Xiao Chen's skill in drawing the sword.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??The artistic conception has formed a huge momentum, which seems to be astonishing. Martial Emperors of the same generation, even warriors with a much higher level of cultivation than Xiao Chen, were put down on the spot.
But in his eyes, it was nothing more than that. He had condensed his own Heavenly Saint Law, and his aura contained a trace of the might of a saint, and he would not feel afraid at all.
"Interesting, the strange technique of drawing the sword integrates one's own aura and artistic conception into the sword's power, but it doesn't seem to be perfect."
The corners of Wu Yuankai's mouth curled up slightly. Although he was surprised, he didn't feel much pressure and his expression was extremely relaxed. He never thought that he would lose to this person despite his cultivation.
"Okay, let's see how I capture you and force you to use this sword-drawing technique, haha!"
Whoosh!
With his feet rushing forward, Wu Yuankai was about to rush forward amidst the strong wind and lightning.
But just as he took half a step forward, he suddenly discovered the endlessly distant white figure in front of him, and in a trance, thirty-four phantoms jumped out.
"Each phantom represents a trajectory of the sword. Thirty-four completely different directions of the sword, sealing his front, back, left, back, up and down routes one by one.
After shrinking his steps, Wu Yuankai stepped back at an extremely fast speed, with a solemn look in his relaxed expression.
Looking forward, the bleak wind was howling non-stop, the dark clouds overhead were rolling with thunder, and purple lightning pierced the sky from time to time, but the tiny body did not move.
Still hiding his body under the heaven and earth, he seemed to be looking at himself with cold eyes from thousands of miles away.
"It's strange that the art of drawing a sword is so famous."
Wu Yuankai no longer dared to be careless. A dozen red light strips behind him suddenly brightened. The light shines brightly, as red as blood, and the momentum is like a rainbow, rising continuously.
Xiao Chen secretly thought it was a pity, if this person just now walked up without any scruples.
By using Qingdi's sword-drawing technique, he can hit the unwary opponent in an instant, gain the upper hand with one move, and Xiao Chen can control both his advance and retreat.
Helpless, this person was very cautious and took just half a step forward before he immediately realized in his heart that he would not give Xiao Chen such a good opportunity again.
In the courtyard, due to the confrontation between the two momentums, the atmosphere instantly became extremely depressing. Strong winds, lightning, bloody light, and wailing were all entangled together, and dull collision sounds were heard.
??Clicking, cracking, cracking, the ground cracked little by little, and the cracks radiated extremely slowly like a spider web.
Whoosh whoosh!
There were many experts around the inn. Many people immediately sensed the oppressive atmosphere, looked around, and hurried over quickly.
Night battles are not uncommon in the chaotic state city, but it is rare to see a duel like this. Before it even started, people felt something unusual.
¡°It¡¯s definitely not a battle between cats and dogs, it must be a duel between masters!¡±
The warriors who come to Hunluo City will not be good at anything. In addition to watching the excitement of the masters' duel, you may also be able to pick up some unexpected advantages.
Soon, hundreds of warriors gathered around Xiao Chen's residence, staring at the two people below with feverish eyes.
When they saw Wu Yuankai's face clearly, many people looked frightened and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"It's Wu Yuankai! One of the top ten evildoers in Hunluo City and the twentieth-ranked existence in the evil cultivator gang in Tianwu Domain."
"How could it be him? This old guy hasn't left the mountain for a long time."
The two people in the courtyard did not pay any attention to the commotion outside. The moment his momentum reached its peak, Wu Yuankai took action decisively without hesitation.
Around the body, there is a frighteningly rich red light, and countless ferocious ghost heads rise and fall, opening their huge mouths and roaring with all their strength.
With the arrival of man, all kinds of negative emotions, including killing, violence, chaos, sadness, and fear, flooded towards Xiao Chen like a tide and penetrated into his sea of ??consciousness.
The mighty spiritual power in the sea of ??consciousness turned into a golden ocean, echoing continuously, and a wave and tsunami shattered these negative emotions.
The terrifying evil aura did not cause the slightest disturbance to Xiao Chen. The body hidden under the sky and earth calmly looked at Wu Yuankai who was speeding towards him.
The right hand that was clasped on the handle of the knife moved after two breaths. Amidst the violent wind and lightning, the bright sword light seemed to reach across thousands of miles in an instant.
Boom!
In the dark night, there was an earth-shaking loud noise, and within a breath, the house was shattered by two powerful forces.
The already cracked ground could no longer bear it, and completely collapsed with a loud rumbling sound. Thousands of huge rocks flew into the sky continuously, and the scene was chaotic. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The cracked ground couldn't bear it anymore, and it completely collapsed with a loud rumbling sound. Thousands of huge rocks flew into the sky continuously, and the scene was chaotic. (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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