Everyone looked at the shiny black wooden sign and was in a trance.
The expression on Li Dongkui's face was simply indescribable. His mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg in: "You...are you really a disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake!" Xia Chen smiled faintly, shook the wooden sign in his hand, and put it in the storage space.
Li Dongkui felt dizzy and almost fell down. Li Yatong and Li Qitong quickly supported him.
Li Dongkui composed himself and suddenly knelt down slowly on one knee: "Li Dongkui, the head of the Li family in Maplewood City, is here to meet Master Xia Chen, an inner disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect! Thank you for your help!"
His tone was extremely respectful, and he fully understood why Xia Chen wanted to enter the Li family with his extraordinary abilities? Obviously, this is an inspection by the adults! See if your Li family is worth helping!
Fortunately, I seem to be quite polite to adults... Thinking of this, Li Dongkui broke into a cold sweat on his forehead.
"Xiao Chenzi, how can you let my father kneel down to you!" Li Qitong shouted dissatisfied.
"Shut up!" Li Dongkui said sternly to this precious daughter for the first time, "What are you Xiaochenzi? You also call me Xiaochenzi. She is an inner disciple of Zhengxuan Sect. In terms of status and strength, she is far above me. You guys
Two sisters, why don’t you kneel down and pay your respects!”
"Dad, I..." Li Qitong's face turned red and she looked at Xia Chen at a loss.
However, Li Yatong slowly knelt down on the ground, and her heart suddenly felt peaceful: "Yatong pays homage to Sir Xia Chen. In the past, my little girl did not know the identity of Sir, and she offended many times. Please punish me."
"Master Li, Yatong, all of you, please get up." Xia Chen smiled, "There is no need to be so extroverted, and there is no need to apologize. Your Li family is a subsidiary family of my Zhengxuan sect, and Qitong and I are very attached to each other.
Yu Li should help you."
Li Dongkui and Li Yatong felt warm in their hearts when they heard his gentle words and stood up.
Xia Chen turned around and faced Yang Haiming, whose face became extremely ugly, and said calmly: "Now you know that I am not talking about a tiger's skin? My Zhengxuan Sect's identity wooden sign is the only one, and it is impossible for anyone to copy it.
No one dares to copy it. You, a dying sixth-level casual cultivator of the day after tomorrow, dare to attack the affiliated family of Zhengxuan Sect that threatens me? You even dare to threaten me. Believe it or not, I will let your Yang family go down, not even the family dog!"
Deep fear flashed in Yang Haiming's eyes, and he suddenly had a fierce murderous intention. He thought that even if you are a disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect, you are just one person. If I kill you, the Zhengxuan Sect will not know about it.
So he shouted loudly: "What about the disciples of the Zhengxuan sect? I have been cultivating all my life. If I was afraid of wolves before and tigers later, I wouldn't be alive today. Xia Chen, today is the day you die. Just die!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already moved closer with unparalleled speed, and slashed down Xia Chen's face with his iron palm like a sword.
There was a sound of brushing and strong wind, and there was only the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.
Everyone felt a flash of light before their eyes, as if Yang Haiming's palm turned into a little sun, blooming with unparalleled light, and they couldn't help but be horrified.
Xia Chen also shouted loudly, and the powerful Qi of the acquired fifth level peak instantly filled his body, and he punched without hesitation.
"Arrogant boy! I'll cut off your palm right now!" Yang Haiming couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that he didn't want to evade, but instead fought hard with himself.
Bang! The fists and palms of the two men met, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and a bright spark burst out.
"No!" Li Dongkui was horrified, "Master Xia Chen is only at the fifth level of the acquired world. If you fight hard, you will definitely not be the opponent of this old man."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Chen's body swayed, and then he seemed to be fine.
Yang Haiming took three steps back, his face turned red, and his eyes were horrified: "Impossible! You are only the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, how can you be so strong?"
Xia Chen raised his fist and saw a deep white mark where the fist and palm met. Yang Haiming's palm strike was much more powerful than a real sharp blade. If he hadn't cultivated the Great Vajra Body,
The true energy is extremely strong, I am afraid that my fist will be cut off at this moment.
I don’t know what kind of skill it is to turn a palm into a sword. It is much more powerful than the ordinary acquired skills. Xia Chen was also quite shocked, but he could feel that Yang Haiming’s sword strength was not very strong, so he obviously didn’t use this skill.
Practice the exercises well.
Of course, it's not too strong, it's just relative. Even those at the peak of the acquired sixth level, facing this fierce attack that turns a palm into a sword, may not be able to resist, let alone the acquired fifth level.
Li Dongkui and his daughter looked at each other in surprise and surprise. They didn't expect Xia Chen to be so powerful. No wonder he always looked calm and had a trump card.
"My Zhengxuan sect's skills are so mysterious that you, a country man like you, can't imagine it." Xia Chen sneered, "Yang Haiming, if you want to kill me, you will definitely die today!"
Like a phantom, he was in front of Yang Haiming in a blink of an eye. With a flash of both fists, he punched out his left fist and right fist one after another, turning into five fist shadows and hitting Yang Haiming like a wave.
After advancing to the acquired fifth level, Xia Chen will be able to create five shadows of fists.
Yang Haiming felt like he was suffocating for breath. He was well-informed and naturally knew the most basic set of acquired skills. However, there was only one person who could perform the fifth-level fist shadow with a cultivation level below the fifth-level acquired skills.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Haiming couldn't even see Xia Chen's face clearly. He was surrounded by countless fist shadows in the sky. The shadows of the fists were so clear that they were no different from real fists. If ordinary people saw it, they would be stunned.
, shocked by the magic.
However, as Yang Haiming was a master who had only half-stepped into the seventh level of acquired life, he would not let this deter him. He roared, grabbed hold of his two big hands, and fought with Xia Chen's fist shadow.
Sometimes his palms become claw-shaped, sometimes they become palms, sometimes they are used as fists, but no matter what shape they change into, they always have a bright and sharp color, as if they are possessed by a blade, and can change shapes at will.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fierce explosions could be heard from time to time in the air, and every time the shadow of the fist collided with the blade, sparks would erupt, which were clearly visible even in broad daylight.
The movements of the two were extremely fast, and their movements were even more dazzling. Sister Li Yatong only watched them for a while, and her eyes were completely blurred, and she could no longer keep up with the rhythm of the two.
Although Li Dongkui and Yang Zhen were stronger, after a moment of burning incense, they could only see two shadows fighting endlessly, and they didn't even know who had the upper hand.
Li Dongkui secretly sighed, thinking that he was indeed an inner disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect. He had such amazing skills at such a young age. His two daughters were also extremely talented, but compared to Xia Chen, they couldn't even catch up.
But he didn't know that he had also overestimated the Zhengxuan sect. Monsters like Xia Chen couldn't be treated with common sense.
The more Yang Haiming fought, the more frightened he became. He was already at full strength, but facing Xia Chen, he was gradually at a disadvantage. Both the ferocity of the opponent's attacks and the strength of his strength were beyond imagination. Although it was indeed the fifth level of acquired life, this
The acquired fifth level is several times more powerful than the ordinary acquired five levels!
If the ordinary fifth-level acquired person is a normal person, then Xia Chen is a giant, capable of breaking the limits of the realm and leapfrogging challenges.
Moreover, after fighting for a long time, Xia Chen showed no sign of lack of strength. This shows that this young man's true energy is powerful and far beyond the same realm, and may even surpass his half-step acquired seventh level!
Are you going to lose to Xia Chen? Impossible! Yang Haiming is furious. He has been practicing for nearly seventy years, and his true energy is extremely powerful. He also accidentally learned a magical skill in an unexpected encounter. If you just talk about the power of the attack, it is ordinary acquired.
He's not afraid even at the seventh level, let alone this young man who was born at the fifth level.
Cold light burst out from his eyes, and Yang Haiming also used his true fire. He shouted loudly, and his whole body's true energy exploded violently. As his hands kept interlacing, under the sunlight, countless extremely sharp blades appeared around him.
.
The light blooming from the blade became brighter and brighter, enough to make people unable to open their eyes.
He grabbed Xia Chen with his big hands, and with the terrifying hissing sound breaking through the air, the fist shadows in the sky were constantly being smashed into pieces, sparks burst out, and countless blades fired together, like fireworks.
In the blink of an eye, most of the five shadows of the Seven Shadow Fist were broken away, revealing Xia Chen's resolute face behind the shadow.
"You little beast, you are so majestic enough, just give me your head." Yang Haiming roared, turned his palm into a knife again, and violently cut Xia Chen's throat.
This palm was swung flat and soundless. Although it was a flesh palm, a piercing light suddenly appeared in Xia Chen's eyes.
Xia Chen's face was solemn and he retreated quickly, but he retreated quickly. Yang Haiming's sword was castrated faster, and the faster it went, the brighter the sword's light, which could almost match the brilliance of the sun and the moon.
"Dad! Will Sir Xia Chen be alright?" Everyone looked on extremely nervously. Li Yatong clenched her fists and asked involuntarily.
"It should be okay..." Li Dongkui couldn't tell, he just said vaguely.
"Xiao Chenzi will be fine!" Li Qitong said firmly. The little girl has never lost confidence in Xia Chen.
"See where you can retreat and die!" Yang Haiming said with a ferocious smile. He suddenly pushed the knife, and the blade suddenly became longer. It was like a sharp dagger protruding from Yang Haiming's palm, and he handed it to him in an instant.
Before Xia Chen's throat.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed!
Xia Chen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stretched out his palms and clamped Yang Haiming's blade tightly!
Fierce sparks burst out from between his palms. Yang Haiming's face was filled with ferociousness, and all his energy was poured into his palms. His sleeves were bulging like balloons, and the blade moved towards Xia Chen's throat tenaciously and tenaciously.
And go.
Just one more point and he can completely penetrate Xia Chen's throat!
At this critical moment, Xia Chen suddenly shouted loudly, and his whole body suddenly tensed up, as if a faint light was blooming, and the power of the Great Vajra Body was running at full strength.
The blade actually stopped!
Yang Haiming's eyes showed a look of disbelief!
"Broken!" Xia Chen roared.
boom!
The extremely bright blade instantly turned into fragments all over the sky, and countless energy flew out in all directions.
After Xia Chen and Yang Haiming were in a stalemate for less than a breath, they quickly retreated backwards in a violent burst of light.