Xu Chen's face was solemn, and with a thought, a pill appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and took the pill directly.

The Heaven-Devouring Emperor Art followed, refining the medicinal power with all its strength, quickly replenishing the consumption.

He swung out three swords in one breath, and each sword consumed a lot of spiritual power. The most important thing is that he was holding the quasi-holy soldier star-breaking sword at this moment, which was far above the Fire Rhino Sword. Similarly, the spiritual power consumed was far above the latter.

Fortunately, he just obtained all the savings of a great saint not long ago and was not short of elixirs, and the elixir he just took was a holy-level elixir.

"Holy level pill?"

He kept staring at the phantom of the saint of Xu Chen and saw the pills taken by Xu Chen, his pupils slightly shrank. If he read correctly, what Xu Chen had just taken was a holy-level pill called the Holy Spirit Pill.

The Holy Spirit Pill is a holy-level pill that can quickly restore spiritual power. This pill is generally one of the pills for the life-saving of the Saint-level powerful people. Under normal circumstances, they are reluctant to take this pill at all. They are only willing to take it when the spiritual power is about to be exhausted.

A Holy Spirit Pill usually determines the victory or defeat of a battle.

so.

The Holy Spirit Pill is generally one of the life-saving cards for the strong.

The Holy Spirit Pill is really a priceless treasure.

There are those that can't be bought even with spirit stones.

The saint of the Fang family once spent a lot of money to buy a Holy Spirit Pill, which he kept as a treasure and was reluctant to take it in ordinary battles.

The saint phantom felt Xu Chen's rapid recovery breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably. Now he was really sure that what Xu Chen had given was indeed the Holy Spirit Pill.

My heart is throbbing.

For some reason.

He actually felt like his own thing was wasted by an ant.

Heartbroken.

Perhaps in his subconscious, Xu Chen was already a dead person, and the Holy Spirit Pill that Xu Chen took was naturally his pill.

But next, Xu Chen's actions almost broke his defense.

Xu Chen actually took out another Holy Spirit Pill, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

The saint's phantom was trembling with both hands.

He was angry.

waste.

It's really a waste.

The huge medicinal power of a Holy Spirit Pill is enough to restore spiritual power in a short period of time. The boy opposite was wasted taking one, but he even took two in one breath.

In order to prevent Xu Chen from continuing to waste his pills, the Saint Phantom decided not to wait any longer.

The main reason why the Saint Phantom gave up urging the holy soldiers, Tissot ship, killed Xu Chen, was that the Tissot ship was not an attack type of holy soldiers. In terms of attack power, the Tissot ship was probably slightly inferior to a quasi-holy soldier.

Across thousands of meters, the saint's phantom slapped Xu Chen with a palm. This palm was useless of any martial arts, but only a simple spiritual power palm. However, although the other party was just a phantom of the saint, his strength was still extremely terrifying. The spiritual power hand he made was so terrifying that it was beyond words.

It is much stronger than the second master of the Fang family in the middle stage of Qihai Realm. With one palm coming out, the void was like sea water, and it was split from the middle by a powerful force.

The spiritual power hand rushed in with the power of destroying the world. When it arrived in front of Xu Chen, the power of the spiritual power hand completely exploded, and the void was shattered like a mirror, and it exploded into hundreds or thousands of pieces.

Faced with the suppression of the spiritual power hand, Xu Chen let out a long roar, and abundant spiritual power in his body poured into the Star-Breaking Sword. With the injected majestic and sharpness, the Star-Breaking Sword also burst into a terrifying aura, revealing the power of the quasi-holy soldier.

Holding the Star-Breaking Sword in his hand, the sword intent at the perfect stage exploded with all its strength. With a stroke in the sky, the overwhelming sword energy rushed out like a rainstorm.

"Dingdingdingdingdingdingding..."

The sword rain in the sky hit the spiritual hand, bursting out a series of collisions.

Black cracks spread everywhere from the center of the collision.

The sword energy kept bombarding the spiritual power hand, but it was unable to shake the spiritual power hand in slightest.

There was a rumbling sound.

The power of the spiritual power hand exploded in an instant, and all the sword energy was shattered into energy. The sky-blocking hand shattered the void and blasted fiercely at Xu Chen.

Seeing this, Xu Chen hurriedly used the Phantom Dragon Technique, and in an instant, more than a dozen phantoms were transformed. However, these phantoms exploded one after another under the attack of the spiritual power master. Although Xu Chen's body escaped from the main attack range of the spiritual power master, the qi and blood were still surging by the terrifying aftermath brought by the spiritual power master, and a stream of blood surged into his throat.

Xu Chen's eyes were fierce, and he swallowed the blood that had surged into his throat again.

“So strong!”

"This is just a phantom of the saint. If the body comes in person, I'm afraid I can't even take a move in his hand."

Xu Chen has seen the power of the saint.

If the gap between the Qihai Realm and the Qi Transformation Realm is like a lion and an ant, the gap between the saint and the Qihai Realm is like a real dragon and an ant, one in the sky and the other on the earth. The difference in strength between the two is like the gap between heaven and earth.

Fortunately, he avoided it in time just now and was not hit by that move head-on. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured now.

"Hmm?! Interesting, I didn't die!"

Seeing Xu Chen not dead, the saint's phantom was also very surprised. He knew the saint's strength best. Even if he was just a phantom, his strength was less than one-tenth of his original body, he could still kill most Qihai realm warriors with just one hand.

"Boy, I look at you with admiration. If you didn't kill our Fang family, I would really like to accept you as your disciple, but unfortunately, you blocked your own life..."

The saint stood with his hands behind his back, and a cold murderous intent surged in his eyes. The more evil Xu Chen showed, the heavier his murderous intent was.

He has a very accurate look at people.

He saw the threat from Xu Chen.

If Xu Chen is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become a great enemy of the Fang family in time. He does not have the habit of letting the tiger return to the mountain. Since he is an enemy, he must be eliminated immediately, even if he pays some price, he will be willing to do so. Otherwise, once he grows up, it will be a big nightmare for the Fang family.

"die!"

After the words came, the saint's phantom stretched out his right hand and wanted to slam her palm at Xu Chen. He believed that if this palm was about to be dead, Xu Chen would definitely be dead for a lifetime.

However.

Before he could attack, Xu Chen took a step forward and then slashed out with a long-established sword.

"Splitting the ground!"

The fifth style of Taichu Sword Technique!
Chapter completed!