Xia Chen's eyes shrank, and he handed out the Sky-Splitting Edge casually. The extremely sharp sword intent surged out, turned into thousands of sword lights, and shot towards the monks.
Those people also had the fourth level of magical power. Although they were good, they were no match for Xia Chen. As soon as they met, they were forced to retreat by the sky-splitting edge.
But Xia Chen's face became even more ugly, because he saw many dead bodies seemed to sense the intensity of the fight, and actually floated towards him together, then slowly stood upright, opened their eyes, revealing the terrifying dead fish.
eyes like that.
These monks actually came back to life in a strange state of death, and it seemed that they were going to attack him.
If there were just a few corpses of fourth-level magical monks, Xia Chen would naturally not care. But among these corpses, there were more than a dozen fifth-level magical monks and three old monsters with sixth-level magical powers.
Together, these monks would probably blow him to pieces.
Without thinking, he directly sacrificed the magic plate, intending to let the four pseudo-holy beasts use their magical power to travel through space and take him away from here.
Damn, this is simply not a place for people to stay. It’s better to leave for a while and observe.
Suddenly, the sound of rolling waves came clearly, and outside the square, in all directions, Wangsheng Water set off huge waves, and they surged closer in an instant.
However, when it spread to the edge of the square, the Wangsheng water wave did not directly flood the square, but mysteriously submerged into the void.
It seems that there is an invisible space partition on the edge of the square, which separates this small square in the center of the ancient city from other places, forming a separate space.
Xia Chen groaned secretly, now he couldn't even travel through space. He was afraid that as soon as he walked out, he would plunge into the Wangsheng Water.
There is no way to heaven and no door to earth!
Xia Chen looked up to the sky and sighed, and simply made up his mind, aren't they just the corpses of a group of monks? I'm not afraid of you alive, but I'm afraid of birds when dead.
The sky-splitting edge flashed violently, turning into sharp sword intent and pouring out. It killed him instantly.
There were two bangs, and as soon as the two monks' magic weapons were lifted up, they were slashed hundreds of times by Zongheng's sword intent. They exploded immediately, and the fragments collapsed, instantly beating the two monks until they were dripping with blood.
Before either of them could react, a sharp edge flashed through and chopped the two corpses into pieces.
"I asked you to fake a corpse to scare me. I'll cut you into seventeen or eighteen pieces to see if you still dare to fake a corpse." Xia Chen cursed.
With his current level of cultivation, it would be easy to kill a fourth-level magical monk, not to mention an instant kill.
But I didn’t see those three-level magical monks among these corpses. Are they all dead?
Recalling that when he was beguiled by the mysterious power and walked to Wangsheng Water, he faintly heard the screams of someone being swallowed, Xia Chen vaguely understood.
The other two monks saw Xia Chen kill the two monks after a few encounters. Their bodies froze immediately, and the fierce offensive disappeared without a trace. After looking at each other, they turned around and ran away.
"They are already dead. Are you still afraid of death?" Xia Chen sneered. His thoughts were everywhere, and the sword light shook the sky, turning the two corpses that were trying to escape without fighting spirit into pieces of corpses on the ground.
Many monks with the fourth level of supernatural power stood waiting quietly, expecting to rush up and take advantage. When they saw this, they all suddenly froze, and then strode back at an extremely fast speed.
It seems that even the dead are afraid of the strong... Xia Chen sneered.
Just when he thought a more powerful monk would come out soon, suddenly, a dazzling sword light shot up into the sky, followed by two shrill screams that seemed to come from the void. Two fourth-level monks with magical powers from the Chu family
It immediately fell apart.
Blood spurted out from the big tent, filling the entire square with a sense of cruelty and killing.
A pale-faced monk strode out with a long sword in his hand. A thick aura of death and powerful aura bloomed from his body, giving him a heart-stopping shock.
Xia Chen was stunned. This monk was none other than Yue Changming. He had killed two fourth-level monks from the Chu family just now.
Could it be that these people would not let go of their family conflicts even after they died, and would fight to the death after turning into corpses? Xia Chen was thinking in his mind, and couldn't help but secretly hope that it would be great if they could kill each other.
As soon as he thought this, a blazing thunder light fell from the sky and hit Yue Changming straight.
Above the lightning, a domineering figure descended from the sky with boundless tyrannical momentum and pounced on Yue Changming. It was none other than Chu Zhenshuang, the second eldest son of the Chu family.
The two powerful fifth-level magical monks did not show any excessive behavior like complaining before the battle, and directly fought fiercely together.
At this time, other corpses also came to life in strange ways. Affected by the fierce fight between Yue Changming and Chu Zhenshuang, there was a sudden chaos.
In the chaos, some monks from the Chu family took the opportunity to fight against the monks from the Fang and Yue families. Immediately, several people were caught off guard and were knocked straight away by the powerful magical power.
The monks from the Fang Yue family also reacted immediately, and without caring about Xia Chen, they immediately fought fiercely with the Chu family monks.
There was a flash of swords and swords in the square. Although the roars and shouts of the crowd were not heard at all, the sound of the magical powers being used, colliding and blooming was deafening.
Seeing this scene, Xia Chen couldn't help being surprised and happy. As long as these corpses didn't join forces to kill him, he would naturally have a chance to survive.
Suddenly, his face hardened, and there was a hint of murderous intent behind him.
This murderous intention was so gentle that it was almost impossible to feel it. If Xia Chen's senses weren't extremely sharp, he probably wouldn't have noticed it either.
With a thought, he did not turn around, but the sky-splitting edge came out with his backhand, and instantly turned into dozens of powerful swords to counterattack.
Bang bang bang... After a series of shaking sounds, the killing intent dissipated instantly, but the sky-splitting edge was also blocked.
The one who could block the sky-splitting edge could not be a fourth-level monk with supernatural powers. Xia Chen was startled and turned around quickly, only to see that the person who had just attacked him was a middle-aged monk with long hair and black beard.
He recognized this black-bearded monk. Of course, it was actually Chu Xiaoming who knew him. This man's name was Lu Tingjun. He was not a member of the Fang family, but he was a die-hard loyalist and a fifth-level magical monk who was highly regarded by Fang Zhenghua.
It seems that this person doesn't know my status as an undercover agent in Yue's family, otherwise why would he attack me? Or is he already dead and can't tell the difference between my enemy and myself? Xia Chen thought to himself warily as he raised his magical aura.
Although these monks seemed to still retain their thoughts when they were alive, Xia Chen naturally did not think that the corpse would still regard him as one of his own.
Lu Tingjun was holding a Zen staff that was high above his head. This Zen staff was as thick as an arm and was shiny. It was engraved with complex patterns and had a faint golden light. It was obviously an extraordinary magic weapon.
At this time, his dead eyes seemed to be showing shock, as if he felt that the junior in front of him was far less powerful than him, and it was a little ridiculous that he could easily block the attack of a fifth-level magical monk.
Xia Chen didn't have the habit of talking nonsense with corpses, so he directly used the True Heart Sword. With a spiritual thought, the True Heart Sword instantly split into countless sword lights, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the void.
Regardless of whether these corpses are real or fake, facing a fifth-level magical monk, he can no longer hide his cultivation.
Lu Tingjun took a few steps back, as if he felt the murderous intention of the True Heart Sword. He stood up with his Zen staff and poked it directly on the ground. The golden light flashed violently. A huge golden light shield immediately formed.
With a crackle, the Zhenxin sword light shot out from the void and hit the golden light shield. Sparks immediately shot out, but it was unable to penetrate the golden light shield.
Xia Chen's expression changed. The True Heart Sword could kill the Luo Sheng beast in the void, and it was very powerful. This man named Lu could block it easily. It seemed that the fifth level monk with magical power should not be underestimated.
He glanced around and saw corpses in groups, already in a ball, fighting each other.
Although they all looked hideous and had no breath of life, their magical powers and spells were no less powerful than when they were alive, and the fighting was extremely fierce.
Countless streamer attacks flickered, hitting the three statues from time to time, sending out bursts of sparks, but not damaging the statues at all.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to this place, Xia Chen was slightly relieved, and with his spiritual thoughts moving again, the True Heart Sword immediately turned into a sword light covering all directions, and crazily moved towards Lu Tingjun.
He used his magical power to superimpose on the True Heart Sword, adding the sky-splitting edge, and directly activated it to the extreme. The countless fragments of sword light were like countless meteors, crackling on Lu Tingjun's golden shield.
superior.
Lu Tingjun continued to move the golden Zen staff, and the aura of the fifth level of magical power burst out violently, trying to bounce back the indestructible sword light.
But he was stronger, and Xia Chen was even stronger. The sword light flashed like a storm all the time, without stopping at all, and became stronger and stronger, forcing Lu Tingjun to increase the pressure and retreat repeatedly.
His golden Zen staff is a middle-grade magic weapon that has been refined for many years. It combines offense and defense, and is extremely powerful. It is by no means so unbearable.
But under the sharp attack of the True Heart Sword, there was no chance to breathe.
While carrying the True Heart Sword, Xia Chen's original Heart Taboo was also constructed on the ground, turning into two extremely opposite attacks of water and fire, including ice blades, snow blades, and thunder and fireballs, which struck Lu Tingjun fiercely.
He was originally seriously injured, but with the help of Li Yuan Ding, most of his injuries have recovered.
And during this half-day respite, Xia Chen secretly took the Chunyang Baodan as a sugar pill. With the help of the Baodan, although his cultivation level had not yet reached its peak, it had recovered to 99%. His magical powers were restored, and he was naturally tyrannical.
Unparalleled.
Although Lu Tingjun is also a fifth-level monk with magical powers, he is an ordinary monk. When it comes to magical powers, he is far inferior. He only relies on a magic weapon Zen staff, but Xia Chen has taken the advantage and gradually falls behind.
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He roared again and again, and the powerful aura of the fifth level of supernatural power collided back and forth. A dazzling golden light bloomed from the head of the staff, competing with the sword light of the True Heart Sword and the original heart ban, trying his best to find a gap and restore the decline.
However, Xia Chen used Tianxiang Ruyi's great magical power, and his attacks flowed as smoothly as the waves of the Yangtze River. They were continuous and flawless, giving Lu Tingjun no chance to restore his defeat.
If you can't take down Lu Tingjun in one go and give him a chance to catch his breath, it will be very difficult to kill him again.