"How brave!"

The middle-aged scribe laughed angrily.

He did not expect that Su Chen, a small martial arts master, would dare to attack him.

The cold power around him exploded, and the temperature suddenly dropped. A black energy exploded in his palms. His hands were in the shape of claws, like a condor coming from the sky, and he suddenly grabbed Su Chen.

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Skyfrost Divine Eagle Claw!

This is a powerful martial art he has practiced, ranking at the lowest level of the earth. Not only can it freeze the blood of others, but it is also so powerful that it can tear apart gold and stone. Most people cannot resist it.

boom!

Su Chen and the middle-aged scribe collided hard, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and sparks shot out.

Su Chen's momentum increased instead of decreasing, and his palm prints became more and more powerful. In an instant, he fought dozens of blows with the middle-aged scribe before the two of them retreated.

The violent Gang Qi raged, causing the surrounding flowers, plants and trees to collapse one after another.

On the boulders, there are dense holes shot out by evil spirits, which look very scary.

"You are only at the Wuzong realm, how can you have such terrifying combat power?"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes were solemn and full of disbelief.

Originally, he thought that although Su Chen was extremely talented in alchemy, his martial arts cultivation was not very strong. If he took action, he would be able to capture Su Chen in an instant.

But it wasn't until he fought against Su Chen that he realized how wrong he was.

Su Chen's palm prints were unparalleled in strength, implying dragon power, and became stronger as he fought. After dozens of hard strikes, his arms were slightly numb. If he didn't rely on realm suppression, he would hardly be able to withstand Su Chen.

That terrifying palm power.

"You are too weak! If you only have this strength, then you can die!"

Su Chen's voice was calm and indifferent, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

boom!

The zhenqi all over his body surged, and in an instant, his palms turned into fists. The powerful fist marks were like meteors, and they suddenly hit the middle-aged scribe.

After Su Chen's cultivation reached the Wuzong level, his combat power increased dramatically. It was just a good time to use the middle-aged scribe as a test to see what level his current combat power had reached.

"Die!"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes were filled with murderous intent. As soon as he stepped down, he instantly rose into the air. Then, cold rays of light shot out from his sleeves like a violent storm, shrouding Su Chen.

His unique hidden weapon, bone-penetrating nails!

The bone-penetrating nail is made of cold iron from the outside, and coupled with his unique Gang Qi stimulation, it can penetrate everything instantly. Even the body-protecting Gang Qi of a strong Martial Master cannot block it, and he will be severely injured in an instant!

The middle-aged scribe saw Su Chen's extraordinary fighting prowess and didn't want to delay any longer, so the bone-penetrating nails burst out instantly.

Zheng!

But at this moment, a sword cry sounded, and a dazzling sword light burst out.

A flying sword appeared in front of Su Chen. In an instant, the sword energy intertwined and the light bloomed, forming a sword net in front of Su Chen, cutting down the bone-penetrating nails coming from the sky.

"go!"

Su Chen pointed his finger in the air, and powerful mental power attached to the flying sword. The power of the flying sword was activated to the extreme, and like lightning, it shot towards the middle-aged scribe in mid-air.

"This is... the art of sword control?!"

The middle-aged scribe's pupils shrank, he never thought that Su Chen had mastered the art of sword control.

The speed of the flying sword was too fast, and a cold air locked him, making it impossible for him to dodge.

"Break it for me!"

The middle-aged scribe shouted violently, and a short sword appeared in his palm. It was cold and sharp, and he suddenly slashed towards the flying sword.

Zheng!

Sparks shot out in all directions, but the powerful divine power exploded suddenly, making the short sword in the middle-aged scribe's hand buzz and tremble, and then it was directly slashed to pieces.

The middle-aged scribe's arms were numb. Although he tried his best to dodge, the flying sword still flew past his chest quickly, leaving a deep blood mark and almost disemboweling him.

Whoosh!

Feijian flew back to Su Chen's feet, lifted him up, and instantly rose into the sky, flying towards the middle-aged scribe.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged scribe's expression was ugly. He did not expect that Su Chen was not only powerful in combat, but also practiced sword control, and unleashed such terrifying power, which made him suffer a lot.

"Su Chen, I remember you!"

The middle-aged scribe took a deep look at Su Chen, turned around and flew away in an instant.

He was also decisive.

Knowing that Su Chen was not easy to mess with, he was afraid that he would not be able to capture Su Chen on his own today, so he turned around and left.

"Now that you're here, you might as well stay!"

Su Chen said calmly.

Click!

Then, in his eyes, bright golden clouds emerged, wisps of lightning intertwined, and an ancient and majestic aura erupted, as if it could break everything, and it was extremely mysterious.

A blazing golden beam shot out from his eyes in an instant and shot towards the middle-aged scribe.

Destroy the divine light!

"what is that?"

The middle-aged scribe trembled all over, his eyes full of disbelief.

The golden clouds in Su Chen's eyes were so majestic and mysterious, as if they were the eyes of heaven, which made him lose consciousness for a moment, and the golden beam of light made him feel cold all over, and he felt a fatal feeling.

threats.

However, the speed of the divine light was too fast, and it was in front of the middle-aged scribe in an instant.

puff!

The delusion-breaking divine light directly destroyed the middle-aged scribe's body-protecting power, and then instantly pierced his eyebrows, blasting his head into pieces.

The middle-aged scribe's eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness. The divine light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and then he suddenly fell from the air and hit the woods below hard.
Chapter completed!