"Damn it!" Everyone shouted angrily, but they did not dare to attack with all their strength, otherwise it would be easy to hit Xia Chen inside and put him in a trap.
The black mist gradually spread, like a straight smoke column rising several feet high, but it did not disperse.
Suddenly, the black mist froze for an instant, as if something had gone wrong inside. Then, the black mist quickly dissipated, revealing Xia Chen who was tightly strangled by countless tentacles.
Slightly flashing but sharp rays of light shone all over Xia Chen's body, turning into an indestructible sharp sword light and slashing hard at the black tentacles.
At the eighth level of blood refining the day after tomorrow, power can be exerted from anywhere in the body. As long as the blood flows through it, it can emit a sky-shattering edge. Now Xia Chen's body is equivalent to being covered with steel blades. He can attack at any point and cannot be trapped at all.
he.
The black tentacles made a collapsing sound, and after freezing, they broke into countless pieces, fell from Xia Chen's body, and turned into black ash and scattered in the wind.
The sky-splitting edge is indestructible. Although this black tentacle is extremely tough, it cannot resist it.
All the disciples breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xia Chen in awe. Not only was this young man's cultivation powerful, but his skills were also mysterious and unpredictable. At least, his whole body was covered with swords, and no one present could match him.
Seeing that all the black tentacles were destroyed, Xia Chen was about to step out of the gradually dissipating black mist. Suddenly, a blood-red tentacle emerged from the ground, like a python coiling around, and wrapped around his body almost instantly
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Xia Chen was startled. The bones all over his body exploded and shrank rapidly. The power of this blood-red tentacle was almost ten times that of the black tentacle. For a moment, Xia Chen felt as if he was suffocating.
Whoa! The sharp edge erupted from Xia Chen's body again, sparks suddenly flew everywhere, and there was a sound like the clash of gold and iron. Not only did the red tentacles not break, but they became entangled even tighter.
Xia Chen's expression changed. The sky-splitting edge was actually unable to cut off the red tentacles. With his current level of cultivation, even if he was at the tenth level of the day after tomorrow, he would not dare to withstand his full blow.
As the blood-red thick mist rose, the red tentacles pulled Xia Chen closer to the edge of the blood-red mist.
Chen Qiushui approached again, his pretty face turned cold, and his slender jade palms turned into fire knives, slashing towards the red tentacles. Xie Tianfeng and Yang Qianhui also rushed forward at the same time, and the three acquired tenth-level disciples simultaneously used their unique skills to attack the red tentacles.
, rescue Xia Chen.
With two whirring sounds, two more red tentacles suddenly appeared from the ground, and they were whipped across the waist like horizontal whips, blocking Xie Tianfeng and Yang Qianhui from outside.
Xia Chen's eyes widened. Except for him, no one else was attacked. It seemed that this tentacle was determined to kidnap him. Needless to say, it must be the Blood Puppet Poison Lord who was secretly commanding.
This unlucky guy was plotted three times by him, and he had long hated him to the core.
The Vajra body swelled up again, turning into a thousand-jin pendant, struggling against the power of the blood-colored tentacles. Then, Xia Chen dropped his palms, causing a thunderous sound, and a burst of thunder power suddenly emitted, landing on the blood-colored tentacles.
This is a change in the usage of the Thunder Seal. After his skill greatly increased, Xia Chen's understanding of the Thunder Seal also became more profound, and he no longer limited himself to attacking with the Seal.
The bloody tentacle trembled violently and suddenly shrank and stiffened. Although it was much more powerful than the black tentacle, it was still restrained by the power of thunder.
Blood-colored smoke curled up, and the power of thunder began to burn. The blood-colored tentacles were painfully fidgeting, and it seemed that a painful neighing sound was coming from deep underground.
Xia Chen immediately felt that the power of his tentacles had loosened a lot, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He used the thunder seal technique with both hands and shouted loudly. The dazzling lightning flashed down from his palms and slapped the bloody tentacles around his waist hard.
The bloody tentacles vibrated violently and became loose instantly. As the power of thunder continued to explode, the tentacles were instantly covered with wounds, especially the place where Xia Chen hit it, which was almost blown into two pieces.
Xia Chen took a step forward, used the Thunder Seal technique again, and was about to take another powerful shot.
"Death!" A ferocious scream sounded out like a wounded beast. In the thick bloody fog, a long bloody palm suddenly stretched out and slapped Xia Chen head-on.
Xia Chen was startled, the Thunder Seal was shocked, and he went to meet him.
Bang! There was an explosion, and Xia Chen's whole body was shaken. The power contained in the bloody palm was no less than the tenth level of the day after tomorrow. It actually gave him a feeling of surging energy and blood, and he was able to block the bombardment of the thunder seal.
The blood-colored palm also felt uncomfortable. The thunder raged and exploded on his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the five fingers turned into three, and the other two turned into a ball of blood mist.
Xia Chen was about to open his palm and attack again, but suddenly a strong suction force came from the bloody palm, firmly sticking to him, and a sinister force quickly flowed along his palm.
Damn it... A cold light flashed in Xia Chen's eyes, and the power of the Thunder Seal instantly increased to its strongest, but the sinister power of the bloody palm also increased sharply, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.
"Everyone help, rescue Xia Chen." Chen Qiushui, Xie Tianfeng and Yang Qianhui shouted at the same time.
The three of them fought against three bloody tentacles at the same time. Although they had the upper hand, they were still unable to break through. They had no idea what the bloody tentacles were that could be so powerful.
Xu Shaobai, Leng Xingchen, Lin Fengling and other ninth-level disciples were about to rush forward. Suddenly, a purple figure shot out like a meteor and flew behind Xia Chen at an indescribable speed. A dazzling thunder burst out from his fingertips and shouted: "
Xia Chen, let me save you!"
Xia Chen was trying his best to contend with the bloody palm. Although there was a stalemate, the power of thunder finally restrained the opponent and gradually gained the upper hand.
Bang! A finger hit his waist hard, and the thunder contained in it instantly turned into countless tiny electric currents, which instantly covered Xia Chen's body and cut off all his power.
The thunder seal technique suddenly stopped, and the blood-colored palm immediately broke through Xia Chen's defense. The sinister power rushed into the body, completely freezing him. Then he grabbed Xia Chen's wrist and easily pulled Xia Chen into the blood mist.
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Several other bloody tentacles immediately shrank, and the blood mist dispersed with a bang, disappearing without a trace.
The moment before disappearing, Xia Chen tried his best to turn his head and finally saw an expressionless face.
That was Fang Ziqing. Her eyes flickered with infinite hatred, as if to say, Ant, you finally died in my hands.
From the moment Xia Chen was plotted, to being pulled into the blood mist by the blood palm, until the blood mist dissipated, it only happened between lightning and flint. No one even had time to be surprised, everything was over.
This is not true... many people even have an illusory feeling, but in addition to the disappearance of the bloody tentacles, Xia Chen also disappeared.
The scene was so silent, except for the sound of angry shouts not far away. The supernatural monk was still struggling with his own attack, but it was coming to an end soon.
"Fang Ziqing!" Chen Qiushui strode over, her whole body surrounded by true energy, her murderous aura clearly revealed, her eyes were infinitely cold, and her beautiful face was filled with incomparable hatred, and she said word by word, "How dare you plot?
Xia Chen?"
"Senior Sister, what are you talking about?" Fang Ziqing took two steps back with full vigilance, with a look of surprise on his face, "How could I plot against Junior Brother Xia? I just wanted to save him, but the bloody tentacle was so cunning that it actually pulled my power.
I accidentally let me..."
"Shut up! I can see clearly, you don't need to quibble anymore." Chen Qiushui said sternly, his eyes were red, "You are clearly plotting. With your skills, how could you possibly click on the wrong place? You are because you were
Xia Chen was defeated and you want to take revenge on him? You really deserve to die!"
Fang Ziqing's face changed and she said coldly: "Chen Qiushui, I respect you as my senior sister, but you can't slander my innocence in public. I did not help Junior Brother Xia, but I tried my best to save him. You say that I plotted against Xia
Chen, what are your intentions? Are you still saying that I deserve to die? Humph, do you really think of yourself as an elder of the sect?"
Although she was defending, it contained irony, accusing Chen Qiushui of having ulterior motives and using his power to oppress others.
The other disciples of the sect looked at the two women who were at war with each other in surprise. They looked at each other, but no one said anything.
Some disciples with strong cultivation, such as Xie Tianfeng, Yang Qianhui and others, could naturally see that there was something wrong with Fang Ziqing's attack just now. Even if it was not intentional, there might be something fishy about it.
It's just that this is an internal issue of the Zhengxuan Sect, and there may be some complicated grudges. The disciples naturally understand that as other sects, it is difficult to interfere. Otherwise, it will be true.
"You have such an ulterior motive and you still dare to talk back." Chen Qiushui's eyes were as cold as ice, "Fang Ziqing, if anything happens to Xia Chen, even your ten lives won't be enough to repay you!"
"Senior Sister, if you say that, Junior Sister is not willing to listen." Yu Xiulian said lightly, "Xia Chen is a disciple, isn't Senior Sister Fang? Could it be that the Ancient Yuan Holy Physique is superior to others, and you are too biased toward Xia Chen?
Is that right? Besides, when Senior Sister Fang went to save Xia Chen, everyone present could see it clearly, so why did it become a conspiracy in your mouth? This slander is too light, do you want to chill the hearts of all the disciples who save people?"
"That's right!" Wu Feng's voice also sounded, "Sister, we know you care about Xia Chen, but Xia Chen was kidnapped, so you can't blame Senior Sister Fang for it. Besides, now that the danger has not been eliminated, you have to blame Senior Sister Fang.
, do you think it’s appropriate for both emotion and reason?”
The two of them sang and harmonized, and their sentences were like swords, pointing at Chen Qiushui.
"You..." Chen Qiushui gritted his teeth, feeling anxious and angry.
"That's enough. What qualifications do you have to talk to Senior Sister like this?" Xu Shaobai shouted, "What we need to do now is to find Junior Brother Xia immediately. This is not the time for you to excuse yourself and shirk responsibility."
"That's right." Leng Xingchen also said coldly, "Fang Ziqing, you don't have to defend yourself. We can clearly see what you did. We will naturally explain it to Uncle Li and Uncle Fan later."
Fang Ziqing's face changed and he was about to speak.
At this moment, the attack not far away finally dissipated. Several supernatural monks rushed out of the fire in a panic. The rebound attack was finally over.