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Ouyang Long¡¯s old face turned red from suppressing his anger. The great master¡¯s cultivation of more than three hundred years was unexpectedly caught by someone behind him and clamped the sword with his fingers.
Ding!
Just when Ouyang Long was struggling desperately to pull out the sword, a flash of sword light killed Xiao Chen from behind.
It was the white-haired old man who had returned, with a cold smile on his face: "Ginger is still hotter than old, boy, just die!"
He seized the opportunity very accurately, it happened to be when Xiao Chen clamped Ouyang Long's sword body, if he gave up at this time.
This gave Ouyang Long the opportunity to attack, which the other party wanted. This sword coming down contains Ouyang Long's lifelong cultivation, and it can at least stab Xiao Chen through.
If you don¡¯t give up and are in a dilemma, you can¡¯t avoid the white-haired old man¡¯s sword. Therefore, he was extremely proud and sneered again and again, feeling that Xiao Chen would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
Zhengzheng!
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, not surprised at all by the white-haired old man's sword attack. Using both fingers, the power of the martial arts blue dragon in the body swam quickly, and a thunderous sound sounded in the body.
In Ouyang Long's disbelieving look, Xiao Chen twisted his fingers, and the sword broke into pieces. Ouyang Long spit out a mouthful of blood and flew away.
Turning around, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, like a sword, with all the sharp edges focused on his fingertips.
Only a crisp sound was heard, which was a melodious knife roar. The night turned pitch black in an instant, covering the whole world.
The moment night came, Xiao Chen's fingertips just touched the tip of the white-haired old man's sword.
The old man in white's vision went dark. Before he had time to adapt to this new environment, he saw a ray of light blooming, and the sound of the sword breaking sounded again.
When the light was bright, a waning moon burst out from Xiao Chen's fingertips.
With a flash of light, the white-haired old man was cut in half, and then he flew away into the sky. Turning gently, it turned into a round of bright moon, hanging high in the sky.
Xiao Chen looked at the full moon in the sky, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and whispered to himself: "Yes, this is the real bright moon. There is night first, then the moon. The night is perfect, and the moon is naturally dust-free." .¡±
But there are many other reasons for being able to kill an opponent and kill a great master with one move.
Firstly, there is an element of carelessness on the part of the other party, and secondly, it may be the first time for the other party to face such a miraculous sword technique.
The most important thing is that the other party is a swordsman, but he might as well be a scoundrel with no cultivation.
The Grand Master, who was far from being considered powerful, and who was about to die, had lost all his vigor, and was like a withered rotten tree when he killed.
Not worth it, too proud.
Such a scene stunned Ouyang Long underground. Looking at Xiao Chen, dressed in white under the moonlight, there was a natural demeanor of a master flowing through his body.
"The demeanor of a grandmaster! He has been promoted to a grandmaster-level martial saint. No, his cultivation is still far behind. He is not yet a grandmaster-level martial saint."
Ouyang Long didn't dare to think about it. He turned around and ran away without caring about the other Zixiao Sword Sect disciples.
As soon as his heart moved, the bright moon in the sky slowly dispersed. Looking at Ouyang Long who was escaping, Xiao Chen's face flashed with murderous intent.
He stepped on two thunder dragons, flying with lightning speed and flashing light.
The purple thunder talisman in the sea of ??consciousness is constantly rotating, and the power of will is blessing the thunder dragon under its feet.
It made Xiao Chen look like he was stepping on a lightning bolt and blending in with the lightning. It was amazingly fast. With a few accelerations, he caught up with the injured Ouyang Long.
Bang bang bang!
Ouyang Long had no sword in his hand and was injured again. How could he stop Xiao Chen? After only ten moves, he was beaten to the ground by Xiao Chen and was extremely weak.
"Ahem, Xiao Chen, don't get too excited too soon. Not only will you not be able to go to the King Ceremony this time, but you won't even be able to survive."
Ouyang Long knew that he was bound to die, and screamed in despair: "You guy, you will definitely die on the way"
Xiao Chen didn't wait for him to finish, he stretched out his hand and a ray of sword light flashed by. There was a bloody hole between his eyebrows, and there was no life left at all.
He took off the space ring in his hand, weighed it, and put it into his own Qiankun Ring.
Ouyang Long¡¯s words before his death echoed in his mind, you are walking on a dead end, a dead end.
Xiao Chen¡¯s eyes drifted into the distance, which was the direction of Zhongzhou Martial God Palace. There was no hesitation in his steps, no flinching in his heart, and he walked forward without hesitation.
?Just like the heart of a swordsman, it never panics or hesitates, and would rather break than bend.
Above the sky, on a heavy battleship, people from three kingly families gathered together.
In the control room, the princes of Yan Shishi and Jiang Lin were sitting together. Behind the three of them stood an old man, who was the elder of the three inner sects.
In front of them, there is a mirror like a water curtain. The scene of the two great masters dying tragically in Xiao Chen's hands was clearly visible above.
These people all took a breath of air-conditioning. They never expected that Xiao Chen would grow to such an extent.
The eldest son of the Lin family said with a gloomy look: "We really can't keep this guy, otherwise he will definitely be the second Qing Emperor. When the time comes, letting him take charge of the Martial God Palace will definitely not have a way out for our family."
Yan Shishi chuckled and said: "Don't worry, he will definitely not be able to escape this time. Maybe we won't need to take action."
Although a group of people have seen Xiao Chen's strength, they still have full confidence in killing Xiao Chen. They are obviously well prepared and have the means to kill Xiao Chen.
Seven days later, Xiao Chen came to a city.
This city is a large border city, located at the junction of the Xuan Territory and the Tianwu Territory. It is called Qihuo City.
Along the way, apart from contemplating martial arts, the most fundamental training was also not left behind.
He has forty-nine top-grade spiritual veins in his body, and possesses the Purple Thunder Technique that surpasses heaven-level skills. His cultivation speed is thousands of miles per day.
If it weren¡¯t for the seventh level of the Purple Thunder Art, which laid the foundation too big and too strong for Xiao Chen, he would have successfully reached the realm of Grandmaster Level Martial Saint, without having to wait until now.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was only a layer of peeling film away from the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint. With just one tap, he could be promoted to the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint.
However, he has greater ambitions, and becoming a Grandmaster Martial Saint is not what he wants.
He wanted to take this opportunity to directly reach the realm of Grand Master when he broke through to the top level of the Peak Martial Saint. Only in this way can he be at the King Ceremony.
With absolute strength, he overwhelmed Xiahou Jue of Baidi City and cut down all the Xiaoxiao people who were preparing to cause trouble and destruction.
This is not impossible. In terms of resources, he has no shortage of resources. He also holds forty-eight top-quality spiritual veins in his hand. No descendant of the Holy Land can compare with him.
What he lacks is inner understanding and vision.
Those great masters of the older generation all have hundreds of years of martial arts understanding and vision.
What Xiao Chen has to do is to use this test as an opportunity to walk the path that those people have taken for hundreds of years.
This is also the reason why he refused Yingqiong to send someone to escort him. This road can only be taken by himself.
¡°Otherwise, even if you go to Zhongzhou and appear at the King Ceremony, it will just be a shame.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Xiao Chen began to look at the city in front of him. It was too quiet and uncoordinated.
With a quick sweep of his consciousness, the streets and alleys were actually empty.
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Boom!
When Xiao Chen walked to the center of the city, a stream of cold and murderous aura suddenly surged out of the silent city and rushed into the sky.
On top of the houses in the city, elite soldiers with stern faces and murderous intent, wearing black armor and holding powerful crossbows, jumped out. There were no less than 50,000 densely packed soldiers.
??Looking carefully, there are some doorways where everyone is standing, which seems to form a strange formation.
Each and every murderous spearhead was pointed at Xiao Chen, so many of them.
Even Xiao Chen felt something unnatural, his muscles were tense, and the power of the law was beating rapidly.
He frowned slightly, feeling a little unbelievable. Even if he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness before, this place was an empty city with no one in sight.
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There was a sound of horse hooves, and from the far side of the street, several tall black horses came galloping up, bringing up dust all the way.
Riding their horses and whipping their whips, in a few breaths, a cavalry squad of about a hundred people arrived in front of Xiao Chen. (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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