When the number of Zhao family warriors who died in Xu Chen's hands exceeded one hundred, the Zhao family began to be unable to pursue Xu Chen and was stretched thin.
There was a shortage of manpower.
After all, the Zhao family is only one of the three major families in Liuguang City. It is impossible for the family to have an endless supply of warriors. After more than a hundred warriors died, a shortage of manpower finally appeared.
…
Xu Chen was naked from the waist up, eyes slightly closed, sitting cross-legged on the boulder, motionless, all the breath around his body was restrained, like a statue.
now.
He is at a critical moment in his training.
in his perception.
The world began to gradually change.
The sound was getting farther and farther away from him.
Silent, windless...
All senses of the outside world disappear one by one.
at last.
He can't even sense the passage of time.
He is now in an extremely dangerous stage.
Even if a first-level low-level monster approached, he would not notice it at all.
Time passes little by little.
I don't know how much time has passed.
His perception of the outside world began to recover one by one.
First there's the sound.
He heard a faint sound, and then the sound got louder and louder, and finally, the sound turned into a loud rumble.
Then there's hearing.
sense of smell.
…
After all senses are restored.
His eyes opened suddenly.
Two rays of sword energy shot out from his eyes.
Pierce the void.
"Qiang!"
Draw your sword.
Slash!
Moving clouds and flowing water!
Done in one go!
The waterfall on the opposite side suddenly broke into two parts.
The upper section of the waterfall was blocked by an invisible sword energy, and the lower section of the waterfall was impacted and accelerated its fall. Finally, with a loud bang, it crashed down heavily, causing a spray of water tens of meters high.
Waves of water came from the pool.
Wet Xu Chen's body.
But he was immediately evaporated by the astonishing heat in Xu Chen's body.
at the same time.
The invisible sword energy began to gradually disintegrate under the constant impact of the waterfall.
When the amount of water in the waterfall accumulated to a certain level, the sword energy finally collapsed and the waterfall began to fall. An astonishing amount of water hit the bottom of the pool, rolling up thousands of waves.
Wave after wave of beatings came.
With a thought in Xu Chen's mind, a shield of sword energy formed three feet away from his body.
The water from the pool hit the sword qi light shield, exploded, and turned into countless water droplets splashing down. The sword qi light shield did not move at all.
"I finally figured it out."
"It's a pity that there is still one step left. What I have realized now can only be regarded as half a step of sword intention!"
Xu Chen sheathed his sword, took out a set of clothes from the storage ring, and put them on.
"The total number of Zhao family warriors who have died in my hands is 133. The Zhao family is short of manpower. Now is the time to fight back."
Xu Chen began his counter-hunting.
After his deliberate search, he soon discovered a team of seven people.
Judging from their clothes, these seven people are members of the Zhao family.
Xu Chen did not hide his figure and strode over.
The undisguised figure was quickly discovered by the Zhao family warriors. They were stunned for a moment. After a moment, they suddenly realized that what appeared on their faces was not ecstasy, but a touch of fear.
More than a hundred warriors from the Zhao family died at the hands of Xu Chen. The warriors from the Zhao family who are still persisting in hunting Xu Chen are mostly under the pressure of Zhao Heihu, otherwise they would have dispersed long ago.
The leader quickly took out the signal bomb from his arms, and when he was about to pull the lead, a sword energy shot out.
As fast as lightning.
"Pfft!"
The leader's arm holding the flare was broken at the wrist, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
At the same time that his broken arm fell to the ground, Xu Chen had already reached the seven people with his sword.
He shuttled between the seven people. Every time he struck a sword, one person would die. After seven sword strikes, all seven people died tragically.
No one is an enemy of his sword.
Sheathing the sword, Xu Chen looked at the flare held tightly by his severed hand and said with slight surprise: "Flag? The Zhao family isn't that stupid."
…
"Hurry, hurry up, there's something moving over there."
"We must not let the thief escape this time."
There was movement from all directions.
Shortly after.
Seven or eight teams of people arrived one after another.
Just like a dozen times before, they arrived a step too late.
Another small group was wiped out.
There was silence.
There was uncontrollable fear in their eyes.
Ask yourself.
Their strength is no better than those who died. The reason why they are still alive is because they are lucky and did not encounter the demon.
if……
If the next demon targets them.
Wouldn't their end be...
This thought came to everyone's mind.
Fear filled my heart.
"The thief must not have gone far, chase him."
"Chase separately. Once you find traces of the thief, don't act rashly. Send a signal flare first to notify others..."
"What are you doing standing still? Act quickly, find the thief, and then kill him with a thousand swords to avenge the dead people."
The eldest elder of the Zhao family said in a deep voice.
The status of the Great Elder in the Zhao family is second only to the head of the family, Zhao Heihu. No one dares not to listen to his words. Under his orders, everyone reluctantly dispersed to pursue him.
Groups of people left one after another.
The great elder was the only one left in the place.
The Great Elder looked at the seven corpses on the ground again, sighed, and when he turned around to leave, he suddenly stopped in his steps, looked up at a towering tree in front of him, and shouted violently.
"who?"
A figure jumped down from the tree crown.
"The perception is quite keen."
Xu Chen shook his head and secretly thought it was a pity.
The great elder of the Zhao family has a ninth level of Qi Condensation cultivation and extraordinary perception. The most important thing is that he has maintained sufficient vigilance from the beginning to the end.
He just made a slight movement, but the other party noticed it.
"It's you!"
The great elder recognized Xu Chen at a glance.
Not all Zhao family warriors have seen Xu Chen, but everyone has a copy of his portrait.
"pity."
Xu Chen said to himself.
He killed the Zhao family warriors and did not leave immediately. Instead, he gathered his aura and hid in the tree canopy, preparing to find a suitable opportunity to attack and kill a Zhao family team. But unfortunately, the last one left behind was the great elder, and the other party
Detect his signs in advance.
The sneak attack failed, so I had to kill him head-on.
A thought moved my mind.
The Qingzhi Sword appeared in his hand.
"Spiritual weapon?"
The Great Elder stared at the Qingzhi Sword in Xu Chen's hand with a look of greed on his face, and felt the urge to take it for himself.
As long as he has the spiritual sword, his combat power will be doubled. When the time comes, even the head of the family, Zhao Heihu, will not be his opponent.
"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade. Boy, the spiritual sword is not yours to own. Die!"
He let out a low roar, and spiritual energy surged through his body. His hands formed seals, and spiritual energy as rich as water gathered between his hands.
"Mountain Split Palm!"
Clap it with one palm.
The spiritual power of the Mahamudra was quickly suppressed.
A loud bang broke out.
The whole world shook violently.
The earth cracked.
Countless gravels flew like arrows.
Looking at the area covered by the spiritual power handprint, it has become a big pit with countless cracks spreading outward.
At the bottom of the pit, Xu Chen was nowhere to be seen.
There is no whole body in death.
"Hahaha……"
The First Elder did not see Xu Chen, thinking that the latter had been blasted to death without any body parts, so he looked up to the sky and laughed proudly.
Xu Chen is dead.
The revenge of the Zhao family warriors has been avenged.
The spiritual sword also belongs to him.
He looked towards the bottom of the giant pit, searching for traces of the spirit sword.
No.
When he was about to walk over and search carefully, a cold light suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.
He was stunned.
I saw Xu Chen floating over.
The sword in his hand glowed with a bright cold light.
His heart trembled, a sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it to resist.
"clang!"
Sparks fly.
Huge earthquakes continued.
Followed.
"Crack!"
The sword broke into two pieces.
A cold light flashed by.
"Pfft!"
A line of blood shot out from the great elder's neck.
Scattered all over the floor.
"You're not dead...and...your sword is so sharp...yes, I remembered it, it's a sword...meaning..."
The great elder's eyes widened, he held his neck with both hands and spoke intermittently.
Xu Chen, who was standing opposite the great elder, sheathed his sword and said calmly: "I thought you could accompany me in two moves, but it seems that I think highly of you."
The great elder's pupils were dilated, "You... you are a genius... Provoking you... is the biggest... mistake of the Zhao family..."
"Hurry, hurry up."
"There is a sound of fighting here, hurry up, the thief must be right ahead."
"Work harder, we won't let him escape this time."
There were shouts in the distance.
The battle between Xu Chen and the Great Elder ended too quickly, but the movement had already attracted the Zhao family warriors who had just left.
Groups of men and horses quickly surrounded him from different directions.