To pursue or not to pursue
Xiao Chen only hesitated for a second before making a decision, chase!
Under the blood moon, Xiao Chen rose up in the sky, releasing all his true soul power and three avenues without any reservation at this moment. Read the full text of the latest chapterRead the full text of the latest chapter.
The perfect way is to use your body as a sword!
The way of ice and the way of thunder were both incorporated into the Wu Que sword way by Xiao Chen and evolved.
Under the huge blood moon, Xiao Chen dressed in white, holding a sword, danced wildly under the moon.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was like a flower bud bathed in moonlight, waiting to bloom. The next moment, the petals opened, endless bright sword light erupted, and countless visions appeared one after another at the same time.
The blood moon in the sky was instantly eclipsed.
Wisps of sword light burst out from Xiao Chen's body. Either three thousand green hairs or a white shirt could be a sword at this moment.
Swish, swish, swish!
Thousands of swords burst out under the blood moon.
Wisps of blood were continuously chopped into pieces, and in the cold night, there were screams echoing in all directions.
Blood Shadow Demonic Escape, a secret escape technique that only the royal family of the Blood Martial Dynasty could master, was violently cracked by Xiao Chen in the most intense way at this moment.
No matter how many clones you have, I have a knife and can wield thousands of swords to break it! break! break!
A total of nine thousand blood lines were cut off by Xiao Chen one by one, when only the last ten were left. The blood lines came together, and the middle-aged man in blood clothes who had not escaped from Qingshan Town spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he appeared broken.
If he didn't show up, he would be killed by Xiao Chen, and his body wouldn't even exist.
"Are you out?"
The corner of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile, and he threw the knife in his hand fiercely.
Whoop whoosh!
The domineering sword, two fingers wide and four feet long, with a straight blade, kept spinning and flying towards the middle-aged man in the blood shadow.
The purple blade, glowing with moonlight, whipped up a strong wind and roared away.
The tyrant sword does not fly very fast. According to common sense, it is more than enough for the Blood Shadow Man to avoid it.
But the middle-aged man in the blood shadow had a face ashen as death and his eyes were full of helplessness.
Desperately, he discovered that the general force carried by the knife had already suppressed him, like a big mountain pressing down on him.
No, it was more terrifying than the mountain pressing down on him.
In the towering mountains, in front of the middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes, they are all vulnerable and can be shattered with one punch. Novel/Read the full text of the latest chapter
The force of the tyrant sword was unparalleled, ruthlessly crushing the remaining momentum of his own. His own power was like a vast ocean, with endless power, completely suppressing him.
He could only watch helplessly as the sword flew towards him little by little, without any resistance.
The majestic adult king ended up like this, and the middle-aged man in blood felt a trace of endless sadness in his heart.
Below, Qin Zhuolin was a little stunned, woke up in shock, and said: "Xiao Chen, don't kill this person yet!"
Phew!
With Qin Zhuolin's size, the sword should have crushed the middle-aged man's body to pieces.
It just penetrated into his chest, spattered out a trace of blood, and pinned him to the ground.
After landing gently, Xiao Chen looked at Sang and Qin Zhuolin. They looked at each other with emotion in their hearts. [\网w ww.aixs]
"Sang always said you were fine, but I finally believe it now. Looking at your strength, I don't have to feel guilty anymore."
Qin Zhuolin was really relieved. In the past four years, he had been blaming himself many times.
Now that Xiao Chen appears and crushes the adult king, he will definitely gain a great opportunity.
A blessing in disguise, although I am not jealous, a trace of envy is still inevitable.
Sang pointed forward and said, "Let's reminisce about old times later and see what this guy is here for."
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded, the three of them tapped their toes, and after a few ups and downs, they came to the middle-aged man in blood.
Xiao Chen felt a little relieved when he saw the middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes who was pinned to the ground by the tyrant's sword and unable to move at all.
Just now, he was dancing with a knife under the blood moon, seemingly relaxed.
In fact, Xiao Chen had gone all out, not holding anything back.
If this is the case, and this middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes cannot be retained, those four years of hard training will really be in vain.
The reason why they all evolved into the perfect sword technique was because Xiao Chen found that his sword technique had flaws.
Some things that he once ignored and threw away became his shackles.
This flaw must be repaired before the Dao of the Sword can be promoted to the realm of Dao.
Otherwise, all sentient beings may stop moving forward.
"Brother Qin, why can't I kill this man?" Xiao Chen said softly.
Qin Zhuolin explained: "He is a member of the royal family of the Blood Martial Dynasty. The Blood Martial Dynasty cannot be easily offended. It is a more terrifying force than the Six Demonic Sects."
The Xuewu Dynasty dominates the lower part of the central world and leads the world's demonic forces. It can resist the three major dynasties and the eight major empires on its own and remains undefeated.
Just from this, you can get a glimpse of just how strong it is.
However, Xiao Chen knew it beforehand and said with a smile: "So, I knew this before I came here. He belongs to the Eighth Prince. However, it is obvious that he is just an abandoned son, otherwise he would not have offended Emperor Taoyuan to him. Come and do it. Just kill it, it’s of no value.”
The middle-aged man in blood clothes who had been listening carefully was panicked when he heard this.
This is a matter of life and death, so I have to be quick. I said quickly, "Don't kill me. I am the Eighth Prince's confidant. Please spare my life. The Eighth Prince will definitely come to save me. When the time comes, you can get benefits from the Eighth Prince."
Xiao Chen took a step forward and drew out his sword. The middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes screamed in pain.
"Brother Qin, what do you think?"
Qin Zhuolin thought for a moment and said: "Since the Eighth Prince sent him here, if he died, the Eighth Prince would definitely guess that it was us. No matter what, he would offend the Eighth Prince, so it is better to save his life and let the Eighth Prince Paying a price to take him away is considered waste."
Xiao Chen thought about it, the eighth prince wanted Xiao Qingchen, and he would not give it to him no matter what.
Whether he kills the other party or not, he will offend the eighth prince. Qin Zhuolin is right.
Just use it as waste.
The middle-aged man in blood clothes wanted to vomit blood when he heard this. What does it mean to use waste? He is a majestic adult king, but he can only survive by being treated as waste.
Damn it, don’t give me a chance, I will definitely make you pay back tenfold.
But then I thought about it, the man in white in front of me realized the unity of spirit and martial arts at a young age.
With the strength of a young adult king, he can defeat himself. There will be no chance of revenge in the future.
This level of strength is not inferior to that of the Eighth Prince.
"What are you thinking about?"
Xiao Chen saw the middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes lying on the ground, his eyes still rolling around. The scabbard slapped the opponent's face hard, and then quickly left a seal in the opponent's body, limiting his soul power and true energy, turning him completely into a useless person.
The middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes screamed in pain, the pain was too much, and he quickly stopped his thoughts.
"Lock him up first, and send the news of his arrest to the eighth prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty. If he doesn't come within half a month, he will be killed directly."
Xiao Chen said something casually, which determined the fate of the middle-aged man in blood.
Half a month, this is impossible!
The middle-aged man in blood clothes wanted to say something when he heard this, but before he could speak, he was knocked unconscious by Sang's palm.
Qin Zhuolin said: "Xiao Chen, you seem to know why these two people are here?"
Xiao Chen nodded: "They are here for the Yin Body. The demonic skills that the Eighth Prince cultivates require a huge number of young girls. The Yin Body is a furnace of endless temptation for him."
"The Yin Body? This is a bit difficult to handle. If there is no big force to take him in, something will happen sooner or later, and neither you nor I can protect him." Qin Zhuolin was slightly surprised when he heard this and said seriously.
"It's okay, I've already thought of how to arrange it."
"Just think about it. Tell us how you have spent the past four years." Qin Zhuolin asked curiously.
Xiao Chen showed a hint of emotion: "The experience of these four years is hard to describe in one word."
It's really hard to describe. He was beaten to death by two poisonous puppets during his two years in prison.
He was almost hit and lost his martial arts heart. This is a memory that will never be forgotten for the rest of his life.
In the next two years, I worked hard to catch up, and my confidence in martial arts was regained little by little.
In his experience, Xiao Chen concealed some things about Qinglong Ancient City and the Golden Army, and only talked about Black and White Erdan and the palace left by his master.
"Hahaha, there is such a funny puppet, I must see it if I have the chance."
Qin Zhuolin laughed after hearing this and couldn't help but speak.
After talking until dawn, the two of them took their leave, leaving Xiao Chen to rest alone.
After four years, I finally have some free time to relax a little.
However, Xiao Chen didn't really rest. He spent this time in his storage ring, looking for the secret treasure that Long Ling said.
The storage ring is chaotic and has everything. There are a lot of things in the Kunlun world alone, and there are even more things in the Great Thousand World.
After sorting it out, Xiao Chen actually found some treasures that he had not noticed before.
Although it is of no use to him, selling it can be regarded as an income.
What is lacking now is resources, one after another.
But what I was really looking for, after searching for more than two hours, I found nothing.
What secret treasure can help me display the artistic conception of reincarnation
Just when Xiao Chen was a little irritable, he pulled out a simple bronze mirror.
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, Sanshengjing