"Stop, if you don't want to die, don't get close to that medicinal field."
A slightly cold voice came from behind.
Xu Chen paused slightly in his steps.
Turn around and follow the sound.
I saw a middle-aged man in green clothes standing at the gate of the manor.
The aura of the middle-aged man in green is powerful and domineering, even worse than the old man in gray that Xu Chen encountered not long ago.
The person in front of him was clearly a powerful quasi-sage.
The opening of the Lingxi Sect's ruins really attracted many powerful warriors.
Seeing Xu Chen standing still, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi showed a satisfied smile, "Very good, boy, you are very sensible. I am very satisfied. Now you can get out."
The middle-aged man in Qingyi was very satisfied with Xu Chen's "knowledge" and decided not to kill Xu Chen but to let him go.
After hearing what the middle-aged man in Qingyi said, Xu Chen's face suddenly turned cold.
"Ha~ boy, it seems you are dissatisfied?" The middle-aged man in Qingyi showed a hint of difference and said with a sneer.
Xu Chen glanced at the middle-aged man in Qingyi, then suddenly took action, with a bang, the medicine field was directly grabbed by him, and then put into the Emperor's Palace.
Seeing Xu Chen's move, the middle-aged man in Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.
"Okay, okay, okay, boy, you have backbone, but you also paid a heavy price for your stupid behavior. This is your burial place."
"It's not certain whose burial place it is."
Xu Chen's face was as calm as water, and the light in his eyes burst out, like two beams of peerless sword energy dazzling out, piercing the void.
The middle-aged man in Qingyi did not expect that Xu Chen would reject his kindness.
"Since you are bent on seeking death, then I will help you!" The middle-aged man in Qingyi was not a good person, and there was countless blood on his hands. Since Xu Chen didn't know what was good for him, he didn't mind wiping it off.
"boom!"
With the majestic spiritual power erupting, the middle-aged man in Qingyi rushed out and slapped Xu Chen with his palm.
Xu Chen also struck forward with a palm.
There was a roar.
Two giant palms that covered the sky clashed with each other in mid-air.
The middle-aged man in Qingyi who thought he could crush Xu Chen with one palm unexpectedly met his opponent. Instead of killing Xu Chen instantly, he was shocked and took a step back.
His pupils shrank suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
You must know that he is a quasi-sage. Even with a casual palm, he can easily kill the peak warriors of the Qi Sea Realm. In the palm just now, although he did not use all his strength, the power cannot be underestimated. In his opinion, that palm
Not to mention a small mid-stage Qi Sea Realm warrior, even a peak Qi Sea Realm warrior will end up with a narrow escape.
But the result was beyond his expectation.
Not only did he fail to kill Xu Chen, he was shocked and took a step back.
In other words, he was at a disadvantage in the collision just now.
He looked Xu Chen up and down in confusion, then snorted coldly, held his right hand in the air, and a silver spear suddenly appeared in his hand. The spear pointed at the ground obliquely, and the middle-aged man in Qingyi was filled with murderous intent.
"Drink~"
With a low cry, majestic spiritual power poured into the silver spear crazily, and the sharp spear intent spread out, slashing vertically and horizontally, with astonishing power.
The momentum was so strong that it seemed like it was going to poke a hole in the sky.
On a spiritual mountain dozens of miles away, the Blood-Weeping Sword Saint turned around and said, "What a powerful spear spirit. Go and take a look."
With a movement of his body, he turned into a streak of blood and flew over. After a few flying passes, the person appeared directly above the manor.
"Whoops~"
The sound of breaking through the air came again.
The old man in gray clothes tore through the void and rushed over quickly.
"It's him!!!"
After seeing Xu Chen's face clearly in the manor, the expression of the old man in gray changed slightly.
"Do you know that young man?"
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint saw the change in the expression of the old man in gray and asked.
The old man in gray clothes said: "This boy is the evildoer I told you not long ago."
"Monster?"
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint licked his mouth, a trace of bloodlust flashed in his eyes, and whispered: "I want to see what is so evil about this kid."
The middle-aged man in Qingyi also noticed the arrival of the Weeping Blood Sword Saint and others, but he ignored them at the moment. He only had Xu Chen in his eyes.
"kill!"
The middle-aged man in Qingyi roared angrily, and the spear spirit from his body erupted like a volcano. The muscles of his right arm squirmed, and the veins were exposed, and he stabbed Xu Chen with a spear like electricity.
"Boom~"
Under the thrust of this spear, the void collapsed directly.
The sharp spear light was like a silver-white reverse dragon, shattering the void and making a shrill explosion.
Seeing this, Xu Chen's eyes instantly became sharp. The Broken Star Sword appeared in his hand at some unknown moment. With a clang, the Broken Star Sword was unsheathed. The dark crescent-shaped sword light tore through the void, and struck hard at the silver-colored sword.
Above the dragon-like spear light.
"Boom~"
The sword light collided with the spear light, and an almost substantial shock wave spread outwards. The void suddenly rippled like water, and the ground beneath their feet was torn apart and shattered in an instant under the raging aftermath.
The manor, which had not collapsed after a hundred thousand years, was reduced to ruins under the ravages of the aftermath of the battle between the two.
Thanks to Xu Chen's foresight, he put away the medicinal fields before the war started. Otherwise, the medicinal fields and the elixirs would be destroyed like the manor under the impact of the aftermath.
After the blow, the two of them collided instantly.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
Guns and swords collided wildly, and both of them shot extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had collided for hundreds of rounds.
"Heaven-Shaking Spear Technique!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi roared low, and the silver spear in his hand suddenly erupted with fierce spear intent. The spear light surged, and a spear light as thick as a sky pillar was seen, like a world-destroying light, stabbing at Xu Chen.
Xu Chen's expression remained unchanged, he activated his killing sword intent, and struck the gun light with one sword. With a click, the gun light exploded, and Xu Chen was also shocked and flew backwards.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi's technique of shaking the sky has nine styles in total, each style is stronger than the last. After sending Xu Chen flying with one shot, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi seizes the opportunity and stabs him with the second shot quickly.
Then came the third shot, the fourth shot...
One shot after another.
One shot is faster than the other.
One shot is stronger than the other.
Every shot was sharp and powerful, as if it was going to poke a hole in the sky.
Shooting out nine spears in one breath is extremely dangerous.
The old man in gray who was also a quasi-sage couldn't help but take a breath of air when he saw this. If it were him, facing such a swift and fierce offensive from the middle-aged man in green, he would probably have died under the light of the gun.
"It seems there's no need for me to take action."
The Weeping Blood Sword Saint said calmly.
He also believed that Xu Chen would definitely die.
However.
What they never expected was that every attack from the middle-aged man in Qingyi was easily blocked by Xu Chen. Not to mention killing Xu Chen, he was not even injured.
The ninth spear beam was exploded by Xu Chen's sword. Xu Chen gave a low shout and struck out with his sword with his backhand. The sword's light was like the moon. In a flash, he appeared in front of the middle-aged man in Qingyi.
"how so?"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was horrified and quickly put the gun across his chest.
There was a bang.
The sword light struck the silver spear fiercely, sparks flew out, and the spear shook violently, hitting the chest of the middle-aged man in Qingyi hard.
