This young man from the ghost tribe was determined to take revenge. Seeing this, Xiao Chen naturally agreed.
Xiao Chen actually didn't care about the life-and-death battle between this young man from the ghost tribe. With him, he wouldn't put Xiao Chen in any danger.
He nodded directly and agreed. Upon seeing this, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the ghost youth, and the murderous intent in his eyes reached an extreme at this moment.
However, in the face of this terrifying aura, Xiao Chen stood still like a mountain, unaffected at all.
No one thought that something like this would happen. A saint son from a saint-level sect would dare to challenge a saint son from a sub-sage sect. This was really unexpected.
However, for such a development, everyone present was not only surprised, but also more excited, and everyone felt faintly excited in their hearts.
This Holy Palace is inherently mysterious, and as the Holy Son of the Holy Palace, it is naturally even more mysterious. Therefore, many young talents present want to see this newly-emerged Holy Palace of the Yasheng Sect.
Son, how strong is he?
Everyone is curious about whether the Holy Son of the Holy Palace is as powerful as the Holy Son of the old Yasheng Sect such as Taishen Sect, and whether they have all reached the same level of existence.
Of course, no one thought that Xiao Chen would lose. After all, if he could become the Holy Son of the Ya Sheng Sect, he would naturally not be a vase, and he must have the strength.
What everyone really cares about is how strong Xiao Chen is, what level he has reached, and how far he is from the saint son of an established Yasheng sect like Taishen Sect.
I hope this Holy Son of the Ghost Clan can test out Xiao Chen's strength. This is what everyone is most looking forward to.
Under everyone's expectant gazes, on the competition stage, the Holy Son of the Ghost Tribe took the lead in taking action. Once he came up, he didn't hold back at all. The ghosts on the competition stage were suddenly confused, and with a fierce palm strike, a streak of
The giant white bone palm formed by the condensed ghost energy suddenly fell from the sky and slammed towards Xiao Chen.
"White Bone Seal." He yelled angrily and slapped his palm down suddenly.
Xiao Chen had no intention of dodging the attack from the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan in front of him. He flashed the ring in his hand and the Black Dragon Sword appeared in his hand instantly.
Standing with the sword in hand, his eyes were naturally looking at the white bone seal of the ghost clan's holy son. Seeing the white bone seal getting closer and closer, and almost hitting Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, who had never made any move, finally took action.
The sword was slashed out, the sword edge passed across, and it collided fiercely with the giant white bone palm.
There was no evasion, no defense, and he didn't even move his feet at all. He just saw it casually. What everyone didn't expect was that the giant white bone palm shattered quickly after colliding with Xiao Chen's sword edge.
Come.
As soon as he saw it, he defeated the all-out blow of the Holy Son of the Ghost Tribe. Then, without stopping, Xiao Chen slashed out with his sword again, and the sword light flashed across. The young man from the Ghost Tribe secretly said something bad, but at this moment he wanted to
It's too late to retreat, so we can only defend with all our strength.
When the second one fell, the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan was directly blown away, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had been severely injured.
One sword broke the bone seal, and the other severely injured the ghost saint. In response, Xiao Chen whispered to himself indifferently, "It seems that I still think highly of you."
Xiao Chen did have a high opinion of this Holy Son of the Ghost Clan. His strength was not even as good as that of the First Holy Son of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. At least the First Holy Son of the Heavenly Ghost Sect could block his own attack.
The first two swords were struck, but at this time, the ghost youth could not even block his second sword.
Completely losing interest, Xiao Chen slashed out with his sword again. As the sword fell, the small perfection level sword intent spurted out and rushed towards the ghost clan saint son like lightning.
Without the slightest resistance, the ghost saint among the crowd was cut down by Xiao Chen's sword in the air, and his body was cut in half.
It only took three swords before and after, but the outcome was already decided. Faced with such a result, many young talents present were a little confused.
I originally thought that I could use this battle to see how strong the Holy Son of the Holy Palace was. Whoever arrived first, the Holy Son of the Ghost Tribe was actually killed by Xiao Chen with three swords.
Moreover, anyone could see that Xiao Chen's three swords were just executed casually. Only the last sword used his sword intention, but his martial arts were not used.
The victory was determined without even using the martial arts that the human race was proud of. In this way, this battle obviously had no reference value, and the strength of the Holy Son of the Holy Palace was still a mystery.
But the more people are curious, the more shocking it is. He can kill a holy son of a holy sect without even using martial arts. This is enough to prove Xiao Chen's unfathomable ability.
Like everyone else, their eyes fell on the competition stage. Looking at Xiao Chen's back, Jia Lingya said with some disappointment.
"What a loser. He can't even test his strength."
Jialiya also had the idea of testing Xiao Chen's strength, but unfortunately, the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan was too useless and did not test Xiao Chen's true strength at all.
Hearing Jialiya's words, Kesuo on the side took a sip of wine and said calmly.
"You think too much, right? A mere holy son from a holy sect wants to test out the depth of the first holy son in the holy palace. Isn't this just a fool's errand?"
Ke Suo had known for a long time that this would be the result. Trying to find out Xiao Chen's depth with the help of a mere holy son from a holy sect was indeed a fantasy and completely impossible.
Ke Suo had fought against Chen Ling before, and he knew that the Holy Son of the Holy Palace was definitely not an illusion. This could be seen from Chen Ling.
Seeing the whole thing at a glance, through Chen Ling alone, it can be seen that the strength of the ten saints and saints in the Holy Palace is definitely real, and they must have reached the threshold of the saints of the Yasheng Sect.
She was not surprised by this result. After hearing what Kesuo said, Jia Liya curled her lips, but did not say anything more. She also knew that Kesuo was right.
While the two of them were talking in low voices, Xiao Chen, who was on the competition stage, looked at the other saints of the ghost clan present and shouted softly.
"Is there anyone else who wants to avenge the Tiangui Sect? You can come up together."
As soon as Xiao Chen said these words, all the other ghost clan saints present fell silent.
Revenge for the Tiangui Sect? Just kidding, everyone knows at this time that the saint sons of the Holy Palace are probably on the same level as the saint sons of the Taishen Sect. Who dares to avenge the Tiangui Sect at this time?
You are looking for death.
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