Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth generous speech
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After a while, Zhao Huayang's expression gradually changed. He stepped on the green ruler and swept the Gangqi horizontal chain for a long time. There was nothing, and no hidden figure was found.
If the five people really used the isolation talisman, it would be impossible to avoid the sweep of the innate Qi. This meant that the five people who escaped just now were not stand-ins, but real people. He was deceived again.
"You actually learned how to fight and never tire of deceit, you damn little bastard..." Zhao Huayang gritted his teeth and said slowly. He stood in mid-air and violently smashed down the Gang Qi chain in his hand, as if venting the pent-up anger in his heart.
Boom, the ground trembled violently, and as smoke and dust filled the air, two deep trenches instantly appeared on the ground, demonstrating the terrifying power of the blow just now.
Zhao Huayang's face was ashen, and he moved the green ruler under his feet, like a ray of blue lightning, chasing the high-speed vortex directly in front of him. The aura of the vortex was Xia Chen's. Of course, it was also possible that these cunning little bastards were coming again.
Used the breath conversion charm.
But Zhao Huayang doesn't care. Since several juniors have to be killed, it will be the same no matter who is killed first. Of course, it is best to kill Xia Chen first, because Xia Chen gives him a sense of danger far greater than the other four, especially when
Now, it's like a lump in the throat, and it's hard to kill him if you don't want to kill him.
His speed was extremely fast, and after a moment, the vortex running away at high speed in front of him was clearly visible. It seemed that he sensed the pursuit behind him that he could not escape from. After a pause, the vortex slowly stopped, revealing the young man who was thin but but
It's a solid figure.
It seems that I'm pretty lucky this time. I finally met the real owner... Zhao Huayang thought to himself with an expressionless face. He slowly stepped down from the green ruler and secretly popped out a wisp of innate Qi for detection. He finally felt relieved.
The person opposite is not a puppet, but the real Xia Chen.
If he were a puppet again, Zhao Huayang would really spit out a mouthful of blood.
The green ruler shone lightly and floated behind Zhao Huayang, as if it had its own consciousness.
"Hello, Senior Zhao, it's really not easy to finally meet you." Xia Chen looked as usual. He bowed his hands and saluted humbly, "But I have something unclear, and I want to ask you for advice. I don't know if I can."
Do you want to clear up doubts for the younger generation?"
He spoke in an extremely polite manner, with a sincere look on his face. He had no inkling that he would die if he ran for his life and was blocked in a dead end.
Zhao Huayang stared at him. It was the first time in his life that he saw this familiar but ordinary face. Thinking of the many methods Xia Chen had used before, he suddenly felt a great sense of exhaustion. After such a long pursuit,
Even the magical monks are a bit overwhelmed.
"What do you want to ask?" Zhao Huayang said. Since he finally found Xia Chen, he naturally wanted to give him a chance to make a statement before he died. Moreover, he was also a little curious about what Xia Chen wanted to ask.
"What this junior wants to ask is that senior and I have never met each other. Just because I offended the Haoran Sect in the zoo, will senior pursue me at all costs and across the country?" Xia Chen said.
He really didn't know why Zhao Huayang was chasing after him and insisted on killing him. Although Xu Yunxuan knew Zhao Huayang, she also didn't know that Yan Bing was Zhao Huayang's disciple.
"Do you know Yan Bingqian?" Zhao Huayang said lightly, "He is my disciple. If you kill him, you ruin my hope of passing on the mantle. Do you think I should kill you?"
"So that's how it is..." Xia Chen was stunned. Then he suddenly realized that no wonder Zhao Huayang was as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, driving him crazy. Daqing was Yan Bing's master.
If I had known this, I should have killed Yan Bing directly at the foot of Zhengxuan Mountain a year ago. To avoid causing such a big trouble, it seems that my heart is not ruthless enough!
Xia Chen suddenly felt a little envious. Look at his master, who would risk thousands of miles to hunt down his enemies for his disciples, and look at his own master, who spends all day thinking about how to attack his disciples.
Both are masters, and both are monks with first-level magical powers. How come there is such a huge difference in their lives?
"Senior Zhao may not know something." Xia Chen said, "Before I killed Yan Bing, I had already made a decision to kill him without any grudges. It has nothing to do with the sect or background. It's just that the hatred between us needs to be settled.
, it’s a personal vendetta.”
"I know." Zhao Huayang said calmly, "Chen Sheng told me, but I just want to kill you, what can you do?"
Xia Chen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. In the face of the sentence "I just want to kill you, what can I do to you," all explanations are redundant. I don't care about your personal grudges, I just want to kill you, what can I do to you, right?
It's useless to say that the big bullies the small and doesn't value status. I am a robber. If I want to rob you, what will happen to you?
"Do you have anything else to say? If not, just die." Zhao Huayang raised his hand.
"Yes." Xia Chen said sincerely, "Senior, can you really have the heart to attack me?"
Zhao Huayang was stunned: "Why can't I take action?"
"Do you know why I came so far?" Xia Chen looked at him and suddenly changed into a serious tone.
Zhao Huayang frowned. He couldn't figure out what Xia Chen meant by asking this, to delay time? This was completely meaningless. Was he trying to play some conspiracy? It was possible, but in the face of the absolute power gap, playing tricks was just selfish.
Seeking death.
He suppressed his impatience and said calmly: "If you want to delay time, you are wrong. Die early. Die early and be born early."
"No, I'll tell you!" Xia Chen said impassionedly, "I went to Jin'an this time to win glory for Daliang Kingdom, because I am the Ancient Yuan Holy Body, selected by the Yanzhao Alliance, and I am the most promising potential disciple of Daliang Kingdom.
!In other words, I am the biggest hope for the rise of Daliang’s spiritual world. And now you actually want to kill me? How can you do this? Are you planning to be a sinner of Daliang? A
People want to block the way forward of the country without knowing their strength? This is a crime! It is traitorous! If you kill me, you will be a traitor in Daliang, a scum of the nation, and a shame of history. You will make Daliang fall into the dark old society again, and your relatives
Pain, the enemy is quick! He is the executioner despised by everyone! Can you bear such serious consequences? Can you still attack me?"
…
Zhao Huayang stared at Xia Chen, his expression obviously showing incomprehension, and he fell into deep speechlessness. He could not understand that this junior would involve a murder incident with the fate of the country and the national justice. But he still couldn't find it.
What is the reason to refute.
The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. It was not until a long time later that Zhao Huayang slowly said: "You said it very well. In fact, you are also a holy body, and your achievements are far higher than Yan Bing. If you had met Yan Bing before
If I meet you, I will definitely accept you as my disciple, but it’s a pity..."
Whoa! Before he could finish his sentence, the sword light, which was comparable to the most powerful brilliance of the moon, suddenly shone and turned into an earth-shattering killing blow, slashing hard at him.
Sky Splitting Sword!
After Xia Chen put on a righteous face, without any warning, he directly struck the strongest blow in his life.
The sky-splitting sword light is also mixed with streaks of blue energy, which is a faint blue light powder. It can increase the power of the attack to a certain extent, and it is also a kind of pseudo-magic weapon.
If he doesn't move, he will make a startling move. Xia Chen's whole body and mind are immersed in this sword. His spirit, strength and strength are perfectly combined, and he can fully display the tenth level of acquired power.
The sword light bloomed like a wave, and behind the wave was Xia Chen's eyes as calm as water. With an extremely calm state of mind, he swung a powerful sword. At this moment, Xia Chen seemed to understand something.
Zhao Huayang's expression changed, and it became not just a little bit, but even a little bit unbelievable. This unbelief was not due to Xia Chen's wonderful timing and sudden swing of the sword, but because he was surprised by the sword.
The power of.
What kind of acquired monk can wield such a powerful sword?
This is far beyond the scope of the acquired realm and is close to the threshold of the supernatural realm. Even other tenth-level acquired cultivators will turn into powder without any doubt in front of this sword.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Huayang would never have believed that this was a sword slashed by an acquired junior, because it was beyond common sense. Even as a first-level magical power, he felt a serious threat.
It's like tracking to the end and seeing a mouse making its final struggle in despair, but suddenly showing its sharp claws and teeth, only to realize that it's not a mouse, but a deeply hidden leopard.
The sword light hit his face, and Zhao Huayang could no longer see anything. The dark night sky seemed to suddenly become brighter, and the entire space within the field of vision was filled with blazing light.
Zhao Huayang took a deep breath, and his innate energy crept up crazily, quickly condensing an invisible giant sword in front of him, and slashed towards it with the Sky Splitting Sword.
Boom! The Sky-Splitting Sword collided with the innate Gangqi without any suspense. The explosion was instantly earth-shattering, and violent air currents were generated, passing behind the two of them like hurricanes.
The Sky-Splitting Sword Qi was everywhere, but it was greatly restrained. After all, it was unable to break the innate Qi. Under the strong attack, it turned into a bright ray of light and swayed away in an instant.
Poof! Xia Chen spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned red, as if he was drunk. He was holding the sword with both hands, but at this moment, both the palm and the back of the palm were instantly covered with dense cracks, and blood spurted out, spurting out
It was everywhere on my arms.
If it weren't for the Sky Splitting Sword connecting with his mind and automatically removing most of the counter-shock force, Xia Chen would have flown out at this time.
This sword was like driving an iron nail into an iron block. Although the power was astonishing, it still had no effect against an extremely powerful opponent. Even the iron nail almost bent.
Zhao Huayang's eyes moved. He would not be injured naturally, but most of the sword made of Gang Qi was cut off. His hands and feet were slightly numb. Even though he had seen Xia Chen's power, he still couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.
shock.
After the blow, both sides should have retreated and attacked again at the right time. Especially Xia Chen was injured.
But Xia Chen did not hesitate at all. Driven by the powerful zhenqi, the sword light shone even more fiercely, and the second sword was almost uninterrupted, like a second wave of waves rushing toward Zhao Huayang crazily.
In a battle with a magical monk, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you retreat, you will die. This is the life and death experience gained in actual combat. What's more, with Xia Chen's determination and perseverance, how can he retreat. (Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated. quick!