"Brother Xiao, this matter has nothing to do with you. You can leave first. We will leave the city to meet you later."
Both of them looked a little surprised. They didn't expect the people from the Changtian Sword Sect to come so quickly, and they didn't expect that the other party would even use the Martial Saint for the sake of the two of them.
If no Martial Saint came here, with only two Half-Saints, they would be invincible, but they were confident that they could still manage to leave.
But the arrival of Wu Sheng made their hearts fall to the bottom. Now they were afraid that they would fall completely here and also implicate Xiao Chen.
The Martial Saint who was leading the Long Sword Sect who was stationed here had a sneer on his face and a look of disdain on his face. He stood with his hands behind his back and said in a cold voice: "I thought it was a master from somewhere, but he just raised his hand and killed me. The more than twenty inner disciples of the Changtian Sword Sect turned out to be just a semi-saint."
"No one is allowed to leave today. The sect behind you in Hunluo Province can't save you!"
With a wave of his hand, the two Half-Saints beside him, without saying a word, led some high-ranking Martial Emperors behind them to kill Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian directly.
Dong-dong-dong, a group of people rushed over. The heavy footsteps made the floor bang, and the murderous aura escaped, forming invisible air currents.
On the floors, many porcelain vases used for decoration were cracking and breaking, and the atmosphere was instantly depressing to the extreme.
Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian looked solemn, stretched out their hands, and each grasped the weapons in their hands.
Just when the war was about to break out, Xiao Chen, who was sitting at the wine table, looked at the two powerful semi-saints in the lead, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sneer.
He stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and streams of surging and thick true energy surged out from the thick Heavenly Saint Principle. The true energy was skillfully controlled by Xiao Chen in the pushed out wine glass.
The wine glass whizzed away, and while it was spinning, the wine in the glass didn't move at all.
The two leading half-saints didn't take it seriously at first, but after a moment, their expressions changed drastically. Behind the rotating wine glasses, there were faintly reflected heavenly laws as thick as a thumb.
On a level that is invisible to the naked eye, the wine glass is pulling a vast sea of thunder, containing boundless power, which is many times stronger than his combined power.
"Get out of the way!"
The two of them roared at the same time, tiptoed a little, and thrust their bodies upwards rapidly. In the blink of an eye, their bodies were pressed against the roof of the building.
But the group of high-grade Martial Emperors behind them did not have such good eyesight, let alone such good reaction speed.
boom!
The light exploded, and the first person touched by the wine glass was instantly blown into black charcoal by lightning, and a roasting smell wafted out.
Then, like a chain reaction, the dozen or so people behind screamed, and they had no ability to resist in the face of this overwhelming force.
Even an ordinary half-saint couldn't resist Xiao Chen's random attack, so how could a mere high-grade Martial Emperor resist it.
The electric light dissipated, but the wine glass continued to rotate. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and the small wine glass fell into his hand again.
The wine in the cup was slightly heated, which made the taste even better. Xiao Chen blew lightly and drank the slightly hot wine in one gulp.
While the wine was warming, more than a dozen top-grade Martial Emperors, inner disciples of the Changtian Sword Sect, were killed so easily.
Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian's eyes widened when they saw this scene. They couldn't understand how Xiao Chen became so strong.
The two Half-Saints clinging to the top of the building had even more inexplicable horror in their eyes. They looked at Xiao Chen, quietly moved their bodies, and cautiously came behind the low-grade Martial Saint of the Changtian Sword Sect.
This Xiao Chen is obviously not an ordinary semi-saint, and is most likely a peerless monster. Such a genius cannot be measured by common sense.
We can only place our hope on this Martial Saint.
The low-ranking martial saint who looked like a middle-aged man finally turned serious in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I, Sun Liang, the person in charge of Hunluo City of the Changtian Sword Sect, may I ask your Excellency, Gao Ming, why you took action. Attack and kill my disciples.”
"If you can give a reasonable explanation, I can make the decision and the matter will be over."
At this moment, he was riding a tiger, and even if he was sure that he could defeat Xiao Chen, he would not dare to take action rashly.
Such peerless monsters must be protected by super strong people or forces. If a big shot is really provoked, the Changtian Sword Sect will be in big trouble.
But he would not be willing to just leave like this. He casually killed so many people from his Changtian Sword sect in front of the city gate. Without an explanation, the reputation of the Changtian Sword sect would be greatly reduced.
Xiao Chen put down his wine glass, stood up and looked at this person, walked forward and said calmly: "I just have something to ask you. If you answer truthfully, I can temporarily put aside some of my grudges against the Changtian Sword Sect."
"Since you are the person in charge here, you should know what the Changtian Sword Sect has been collecting dragon bones for so many years, right?"
During the conversation, Xiao Chen paid no attention to Sun Liang's concession and instead questioned him.
Such an attitude shocked Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian. The other party was a genuine Martial Saint. What was Xiao Chen going to do
Everyone just needs to take a step back and live in peace. How could he sin like this against a low-level martial saint
When Sun Liang heard this, he became angry and looked very unhappy. He said coldly: "There are so many self-righteous evil geniuses who die every year in this world. Do you know how they all die?"
"Self-righteous? If you think I'm being self-righteous, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."
A thunder light exploded under his feet, and Xiao Chen came to Sun Liang in an instant. Under the surprised eyes of others, he punched the overlord of Hunluo City and directly killed him.
Above the fist, thunder surged and lightning flashed, as if a mountain could be blown up by Xiao Chen.
Sun Liang was shocked. He never expected that Xiao Chen would really dare to take action. When he reacted, he was shocked to find that Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of him.
boom!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Sun Liang flicked his foot and flew directly into the air, not wanting to receive Xiao Chen's punch without preparation.
A hole was opened on the roof, and the figure flashed and jumped out of the inn.
But the two Half-Saints behind him were not so lucky. They were directly hit by Xiao Chen's punch, and the overwhelming force came out at an angle.
The two spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards with pale faces. They were afraid that they would be seriously injured even if they didn't die.
I have to say that this scene is very ironic. Previously, the two of them avoided the wine glass swung by Xiao Chen, resulting in the death of more than a dozen martial emperors behind them.
Immediately the two of them tasted the feeling of being abandoned. Sun Liang, who was originally their backer, actually abandoned them and chose the most beneficial way to deal with them.
Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to the two ordinary half-saints at all. Without even looking at them, he jumped out and chased after Sun Liang.
He had been curious about why the Changtian Sword Sect purchased dragon bones on a large scale for a long time, so naturally he would not let go of this opportunity.
The empty floor became cold and silent, leaving only Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian looking at each other. The development of things completely exceeded the script in their minds.
Bai Qi sighed leisurely: "No wonder he heard that Bai Wuxue killed a low-level martial saint without any reaction at all. Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen always makes people unexpected."
Above the inn, Xiao Chen had just jumped off the roof. Before he could stand still, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky. Sun Liang had no expression on his face, and he slashed at him with his sword in the air, bringing Lei Wei with him.
On the blade of the sword, the lightning was restrained and unpretentious, but it contained ten percent of the power of his laws without any reservation.
Xiao Chen turned his palms and put them away without any intention of evading. He took out the Yueying Sword from its sheath and faced him directly.
boom!
The swords collided, and sparks immediately flew out, followed by two dazzling purple lights competing with each other, and streaks of lightning flashed around the two of them.
Two thunderclouds in the sky also collided fiercely, and the rumbling thunder did not stop for a moment.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and such a terrifying scene immediately attracted the attention of many warriors in Hunluo City.
Sun Liang worked from top to bottom, seizing the opportunity to strike, and taking advantage of his cultivation. He could not resist for a moment before he gained the upper hand and pushed Xiao Chen down step by step.
A hint of joy appeared on his face, he pressed the sword sharply down, and said with a ferocious smile: "Today I will let you know the difference between a martial saint and a semi-saint, and I will teach your elders a lesson. "
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, not panicking at all, and said softly: "Even low-level martial saints are divided into strong and weak ones. It's a pity that you are the weak one. It's not your turn to teach me a lesson."
A light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and the brilliance of the immortal thunder will filled the air. The thunder roared, and in an instant, Sun Liang's thunderous artistic conception was directly suppressed and collapsed.
Xiao Chen, who was retreating step by step, thrust forward with his sword. The light exploded, and Sun Liang, who had the advantage, was knocked backwards.
The pale-faced Sun Liang, who was thousands of meters away, had a look of surprise in his eyes, and he trembled in horror: "Thunder's Will, this is Thunder's Will!"
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