He Yan in the distance frowned and sighed softly: "After all, I am still a new practitioner. Although I have killed several people with magic weapons, I have no experience. I don't know how to deal with this kind of situation. "
Thinking of this, He Yan couldn't help but feel a little contempt for Chen Zhe: That's all.
If she were in Chen Zhe's position now, there are several ways to break the opponent's tactics.
You can use powerful real energy to defeat ten levels with one force. If the opponent comes to attack, just use force to break it. This is the stupidest direction, but it is very effective.
You can also use Escape Technique against Xun Technique and fight with your opponent underground.
Or just fly in mid-air, making the opponent's attack ineffective.
Or maybe she just knows five or six spells that can catch the opponent out without any trace.
He Yan watching Chen Zhe's fight was like an online game expert standing by and watching a rookie PK. The more she watched, the more she despised him, and the more disappointed she felt towards Chen Zhe.
But she forgot that she started practicing at the age of five. Now she has been practicing for almost 20 years. She has famous teachers, elixirs, spells and books.
Chen Zhe's practice hours are less than one percent of hers.
The more He Yan looked at it, the more she felt that Chen Zhe's talent was completely inferior. She was arrogant in her heart, but she forgot that the two parties were not on the same level at all. There was no comparison.
When she saw Chen Zhe hit two swords in a row, she seemed to be in a state of confusion. She struck the ground randomly with her sword, but failed to hurt the opponent at all. She felt even more bored.
"Damn it. There's some seed coming out."
Chen Zhe looked like he was going crazy. His eyes were red and he was slashing at the ground with Emperor's Hate crazily. The man hiding underground was silent and motionless, as if he was dead.
He struck dozens of swords on the ground with great force, creating dozens of vertical and horizontal ravines in the land beside the river. Chen Zhe lost strength and bent over with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
Although they were far apart, He Yan could already feel a small bulge on the ground not far from Chen Zhe.
She knew: that person was going to take action.
Sure enough, a sword penetrated the ground and stabbed Chen Zhe's leg. It passed through Chen Zhe's thigh bone. Chen Zhe's leg suffered severe pain. When the man saw it, he wanted to move away quickly, but found that Chen Zhe's leg was injured. His muscles and bones were tightened tightly, actually clamping the blade of his sword firmly.
The four magic weapons on Chen Zhe's body are all quite lethal. If this man is worthy of a strong man cutting off his wrist, he should quickly withdraw his sword and run away.
It's a pity that the man is not a tycoon in the cultivation world. He only has this relatively good flying sword. He was stunned for a moment. He pulled hard and wanted to pull the sword back.
After a while, Chen Zhe had already released the mountain stele in his hand and quickly dodged when the stele was about to fall.
The stone monument was getting bigger and bigger. The people underground were just about to run away when there was a muffled sound above their heads. Dust flew everywhere. An area of about ten meters in radius was smashed down by half a meter.
The cultivators underground were directly crushed into meat cakes by the huge force and buried in the ground.
Chen Zhe used the bone-shrinking technique to use muscles and bones to clamp the opponent's sword. However, he killed one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses. It was still a bit outweighing the gains. But this method was still ruthless enough. He was betting that the opponent would not give up on him. sword.
"Pah...pah...pah."
A man walked from a distance from the river bank. As he walked, he clapped his hands and praised: "These magic weapons are really good. They actually allowed you to kill five people."
This man is a man in his thirties. He is dressed in casual clothes and has a smile on his face. But his eyes are just cold and there is no intention of smiling at all.
Chen Zhe saw that this person looked familiar. He asked doubtfully, "I think I've seen you before."
The man had a joking look on his face: "You are such a noble person. We met a few days ago. If Han Jun hadn't stopped me, I might have caught you."
Thinking of Han Jun. Looking at this man's face again, Chen Zhe remembered.
Shao Yunfeng and Zhou Yuhan of Qinglong Temple wanted to catch him the night he held his concert.
Shao Yunfeng had a smile on his face. He didn't take Chen Zhe seriously at all. Chen Zhe looked at him warily and asked, "Do you, Qinglong Temple, also want to kill me?"
Shao Yunfeng's smile faded: "I am a policeman, here to catch fugitives. If you repent, follow me back to the station. Otherwise, I can kill you... The sword you are holding is originally our Qinglong Guanzhi It was stolen by you. Of course I have to take it back and give an explanation to Lieyang Sect."
This guy is quite shameless.
Qinglong Temple exchanged Emperor Hate for the magic weapon with Lieyang Sect Qian Hao. As a result, Qian Hao handed over the magic weapon to subdue Emperor Hate. However, it was backfired by Emperor Hate. In the end, Emperor Hate disappeared.
Qian Hao definitely won't do it: Are you kidding? I gave you some of the best magic weapons, but your Emperor's Hate Sword is missing. The little Qinglong Temple is playing tricks on me.
Qinglongguan doesn’t do it either: We gave you the emperor’s hatred, but you failed to conquer it yourself. Then can you blame us?
Qian Hao wanted to get those magic weapons back. Qinglongguan didn't want to give them to him, but he didn't dare to offend the Lieyang Sect. That's why he waded into this muddy water. He also wanted to catch or kill himself to please the Methodist Sect.
With the protection of the Methodist Sect, they became emboldened and dared not to give the magic weapon to the Lieyang Sect.
Originally, Shao Yunfeng didn't know that Emperor Hate was here. He just saw Chen Zhe using it and it looked familiar, so he made a temporary excuse.
Chen Zhe reacted very quickly. He roughly guessed the key tips in an instant.
He chuckled and said confidently: "This sword of mine was handed down from my ancestors. How could it be yours? If you, Qinglong Temple, want to seize the treasure, you don't have to make such a boring excuse."
Shao Yunfeng was stunned. Although he saw that Chen Zhe's sword looked familiar. It was very similar to the one found on the back mountain of Qinglong Temple, but he was not sure.
Isn't it the same one?
However, he also said firmly: "You can show me that sword. Then I will know if it belongs to our Qinglong Temple."
Chen Zhe cursed in his heart: I am so damn shameless. You are even more shameless than me.
He said it nicely and let you see the magic weapon. When you take a look, use your true essence to wipe my imprint on the magic weapon. Then you insist that it is from your Qinglong Temple. Is there anything I can do... Although it is indeed from Qinglong Temple.
In the world of spiritual practice, no matter how good the relationship is, no one will say to others: Hey, show me your magic weapon.
The magic weapon is the life of a practitioner. Would you give your life to the other person for him to see?
Shao Yunfeng also knew that Chen Zhe would not show it to him. But he was from a well-known and decent sect. If he wanted to kill Chen Zhe, he had to find a high-sounding excuse. We are a second-rate sect and we have status. How can we compare with the rubbish from the third-rate sect just now? Is it the same?
Unexpectedly, Chen Zhe smiled slightly: "This sword originally belonged to me. It doesn't matter if I show it to you. I hope you won't give it to me after seeing it."
As he spoke, he summoned the Emperor's Hate Sword and turned it upside down. Holding the blade in his hand, he handed the hilt of the sword towards Shao Yunfeng.
Shao Yunfeng was stunned for a moment. Instead, he took a step back cautiously.
Is this kid a fool? If I want it, he will give it to me... He's not kidding me.
Chen Zhe said in surprise: "What's wrong, Captain Shao? You don't want it. Oh, just take it. You're welcome."
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and actually handed the sword to Shao Yunfeng's hand.
Shao Yunfeng was stunned for a moment. He really caught it due to conditioned reflex.
After receiving it, he suddenly felt ecstatic in his heart. This is really the emperor's hatred. It can be ranked among the top three magic weapons in the world of cultivation. Speaking of switching to several magic weapons from Lieyang Sect, Qinglong Temple suffered a loss.
This guy is definitely a SB.
Shao Yunfeng was secretly excited: If this is handed over to the sect, our Qinglong Temple can use this magic weapon... No. Why should I hand it over to the sect? Why don't I stay on my own.
Since ancient times, there have been countless examples of people who have been driven insane by force. Shao Yunfeng was extremely excited.
His first reaction was to pour his own true energy into it. However, he suddenly found that the true energy left by Chen Zhe was pitifully weak. He was even more excited. Originally, he only used less than 30% of his true energy to put it in. This time he immediately It has increased to 70%.
But he was not really stupid. After getting the magic weapon, he leaned back. He wanted to stay away from Chen Zhe to prevent Chen Zhe from sneaking up on him. At the same time, he also said: "This is indeed the magic weapon of our Qinglong Temple. Thank you brother for bringing it to him Give it back to me."
Chen Zhe said blankly: "No way. It's obvious..."
Shao Yunfeng felt cold in his heart. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhe was halfway through his words. A black light flashed in the dark night, and the Shadowless Sword pierced his lower abdomen like a meteor.
I don't know which shady cultivator refined this Shadowless Sword. It was silent and gray in color when it was shot. It was only used for sneak attacks. Shao Yunfeng deliberately kept a distance from Chen Zhe.
When Chen Zhe took action, the Emperor's Hate Sword in Shao Yunfeng's hand suddenly jumped up and turned around to stab Shao Yunfeng.
A two-pronged approach.
Chen Zhe showed no mercy. The other party wanted to kill him to lick the Methodist anus. But Chen Zhe couldn't be killed. Chen Zhe just killed him. It's that simple.
Shao Yunfeng was on guard with all his strength. His level was much higher than that of Chen Zhe, but he did not expect that Chen Zhe was so insidious.
Originally, the Shadowless Sword was a magic weapon for sneak attacks. Now it's Black Sky again. A sneak attack is more suitable. That's not all. Chen Zhe also used the Emperor's Hate Sword to attract his attention. Then he spoke halfway before taking action.
Even He Yan in the distance looked horrified: I have never seen such a shameless person.
When Shao Yunfeng saw the Shadowless Sword and Emperor Hate coming at him at the same time, his first reaction was to seize the Emperor Hate Sword with all his strength and attack it with all his true energy to suppress this peerless weapon.
Then he only had time to turn to one side of his body, let the Shadowless Sword draw a line on his lower abdomen, and hold Emperor Hate firmly in his hand.
Even if Chen Zhe cannot be killed, taking away the Emperor's Hate Sword will still be considered a treat.
Shao Yunfeng laughed wildly with great pride: "You still want to attack me despite your strength after practicing for a few days. The Emperor's Hate Sword belongs to me. Just wait to be killed by others."
His body turned into a ray of green light. Chen Zhe could not catch up with him at his speed. He saw Shao Yunfeng thrown into the river like a green dragon entering the water. Shao Yunfeng, who used the water escape technique, was like a dragon entering the sea. He was faster than on the ground. Come out soon.
"This guy is so insidious." Chen Zhe looked bitterly at Shao Yunfeng who fell into the water and escaped.
Shao Yunfeng's Qinglong entered the water. He had just run out thirty or forty meters, but he felt a huge power coming from the clever Emperor Hate Sword in his hand.