His hands quickly formed seals. Pure spiritual power gathered in the palms of his hands. As he clapped his palm, there was a bang. The spiritual power hand seals fell from the sky and suppressed Chen Thallium. When he surfaced, Chen Thallium had not yet stabilized his body.
, encountering the suppression of the spiritual power palm seal, he roared and struggled to resist, but with a loud noise, he was directly blasted into the bottom of the lake by the spiritual power palm seal. The lake exploded, forming a waterless area, and the lake was temporarily affected by the spiritual power.
Outside the barrier, Chen Thao was trapped in the silt at the bottom of the lake. The spiritual power blocking the lake disappeared, and the lake water from all directions squeezed towards Chen Thao. The huge impact made Chen Thao almost die. There was a pop and a mouthful of blood.
He spit it out. The blood quickly melted into the lake. Chen Thallium suffered heavy blows one after another. After spitting out the blood, his eyelids rolled up and he fainted. His body swayed with the shaking of the lake, and finally it seemed like a
Like a dead dog, it floated out of the water. They were shocked and looked at each other. From the beginning to the end, the battle was over in less than ten breaths. Some people had not reacted and entered the state of watching the battle, and the battle continued at a bizarre speed.
It's over. It's incredibly fast. It's almost an instant kill. The loser is not Xu Chen, who has a lower cultivation level, but Chen Thallium, who took the initiative to stir up trouble. This result was both within everyone's expectations, and also exceeded everyone's expectations.
Soon, everyone's focus shifted to Chen Thallium. At this moment, Chen Thallium was face down, floating on the lake, motionless. "Is Chen Thallium dead?"
Someone asked nervously. Chen Thallium is a direct descendant of the Chen family. His death will definitely anger the Chen family. This Xu Chen is really brave. First he cut off Tu Sui's arm, and now he killed Chen Thallium.
Is he really not afraid of being wanted by the two major families? Does he really think that with the Qingling Sect standing behind him, he can have nothing to fear? The two major families are really going to get angry and join forces to put pressure on the Qingling Sect. Will the Qingling Sect really fight against the two major families for one disciple?
Is the family going to war? Thoughts flashed through everyone's minds. Xu Chen walked on the water, walked to Chen Thallium, stretched out his hand, picked up the latter, and then strode onto the pavilion in front of everyone's eyes.
, his arm shook, and Chen Thallium was thrown in front of everyone like a dead dog. "Not dead!"
At close range, everyone felt Chen Thallium's aura. Some people breathed a sigh of relief, others sighed secretly, and some people began to cast awe-inspiring looks at Xu Chen. Chen Thallium is a sixth-level warrior of the True Qi Realm. He can kill him so neatly and neatly.
After the defeat, apart from Xu Chen, the only people present were probably the seven people in the central pavilion. You must know that those seven people were all geniuses at the quasi-gongzi level at the very least. The strength Xu Chen showed was definitely comparable to that of the quasi-gongzi.
There is a big gap, but he is definitely one of the most powerful people under the quasi-gongzi. Xu Chen's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one. Those with malicious intentions couldn't help but panic when they touched his gaze.
, subconsciously avoided. After participating in one battle and three battles, Xu Chen didn't know whether he came to the right banquet or the wrong one. But one thing he knew was that he could no longer stay at the banquet. He hugged the central pavilion.
Holding fists, Xu Chen took Cao Man and walked away through the water. Looking at Xu Chen's leaving figure, Long Zhantian in the central pavilion nodded towards the southeast. Suchuan seemed to be aware of it. He followed Long Zhantian
Looking in the direction of nodding, he vaguely saw an afterimage. His brows rose slightly. He didn't know what Long Zhantian was going to do... Xu Chen and Xu Chen walked out of the manor and returned along the original road. Soon after, they came to a house
We booked two first-class guest rooms at the inn. It was quiet at night. The crowds on the street gradually thinned out. The hustle and bustle in the imperial city finally calmed down. People after a busy day fell asleep one after another. In the room, the lights were like beans. Xu Chen sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.
Eye training. Suddenly, the window of the room opened silently. The old man in black floated into the room like a shadow, without making the slightest movement. Looking at Xu Chen who was practicing on the bed with his eyes closed, the corners of the old man's mouth in black
A cruel smile appeared. A sword appeared silently in his hand. The next moment, the figure of the old man in black disappeared from the place. At the same time, a person slowly appeared in the shadow behind Xu Chen. It was the old man in black.
The sword in his hand was raised high. Then, he swung it violently. "Pfft!"
Xu Chen's head flew high. Blood gushed out. "The mission assigned by His Highness was successfully completed."
Looking at Xu Chen's flying head, the old man in black showed a smile on his face, and his tense heartstrings relaxed. But the next moment, a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart for no reason. The crisis was enough to be fatal. His expression
A change occurred. His thoughts were running rapidly. What went wrong? Was there a master from the Qingling Sect secretly protecting Xu Chen? No, he reacted suddenly. He looked at Xu Chen whose body was separated. The task was completed too easily.
At this moment, he used his mental power with all his strength, trying to capture the source of the crisis. His mental power swept across, and the room in his sight began to distort. "Kakakaka..." The world was like a mirror, with countless cracks and began to shatter.
There was a final bang. The moment the world exploded, he seemed to hear a cold voice in his ears. "It's too late to react now!"
The sword flashed and there was a pop. The head of the old man in black flew up. Blood gushed out. The scene was exactly the same as when the old man in black killed Xu Chen. It was just that the two parties had exchanged identities. The old man in black felt that he was out of control.
As he flew up, he seemed to see a young man with a long sword and a stern face, standing next to a headless corpse. The young man holding a long sword was the target of his attack, Xu Chen, but he was not dead.
Did you fall under my knife? What happened? And... that headless corpse looks so familiar. When his thoughts reached this point, the consciousness of the old man in black fell into boundless darkness. "Plop~" the head fell off
It fell to the ground, and then rolled out for several meters like a ball, leaving a trail of blood on the floor. The headless body also fell down, and the hot blood flowed all over the floor along the flat neck, and the smell of blood was strong. "
Ouch~" The Dream-eating Wolf looked at the head of the old man in black and roared with extreme desire. Xu Chen looked at the listless Dream-eating Wolf. This time he could kill the black man without alerting anyone.
Old Man Yi and the Dream-eating Wolf are indispensable. "Eat it!"
He nodded. The Dream Eater Wolf received the order, cheered, bit the old man's head in black, and made a click... Xu Chen frowned. He was still not used to the scene of the Dream Eater Wolf eating the head. But the head of a strong man
It is a great complement to the Dream Devouring Wolf. The most important thing is that if there is no Dream Devouring Wolf to assist him this time, he may not be able to keep the opponent. The old man in black is a master of the seventh level of the True Qi Realm. He has mastery of shadows and the like.
His martial arts skills kill people invisible, and he is a terrifying killer. Unfortunately, he met Xu Chen. And Xu Chen was prepared in advance. The moment the old man in black entered the room, Xu Chen was already prepared.
In a long-standing trap. The trap is naturally a dream compiled by the Dream Devouring Wolf. At this stage, the dreams compiled by the Dream Devouring Wolf cannot actually hide the dreams created by the Seventh Level True Qi Realm warrior. However, who makes the old man in black be the killer? In order to
He did not reveal his traces and kept his mental power in reserve. After entering the room, he failed to detect the clues immediately. By the time he was in crisis and his mental power came out, it was already too late. If the old man in black did not carry out an assassination, he would
Even if he was not Xu Chen's opponent, he would definitely not die in such a humiliating way. He squatted down and groped around the old man in black. Is there anything on the old man in black that could prove his identity? He wanted to know.
Which force the opponent comes from, so he can make countermeasures in advance. After searching through it, he didn't find anything that could prove his identity. Xu Chen didn't gain nothing. "Phantom Escape" Xuan-level advanced movement skills!
..."Your Highness, Ying Lao has already been dispatched. I think he has cut off Xu Chen's head by now."
An old man entered the main hall and said respectfully to the young man in golden robe. The young man in golden robe said: "Xu Chen is a genius, but it's a pity. Who made him a disciple of Qingling Sect? However, he also
If we just go ahead one step ahead, Qingling Sect will be destroyed soon."
"Once Xu Chen dies, the Qingling Sect will definitely not take it easy. Fortunately, the water has been disturbed today. Even if the Qingling Sect is suspicious, they will not doubt us."
"Your Highness is brilliant!"
The old man below flattered him. But just when the young man in golden robe was feeling proud, there were sudden sounds of rapid footsteps outside the palace. A young eunuch walked in in a panic, knelt on the ground with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, Ying
