People from Xuanshui Palace
The master of Xuanshui Sect issued a wanted order for himself in Tianxing Sea. Now it is not surprising that his disciples come to seek revenge.
The method of hiding the aura should be the water curtain mirror in the hand of the man next to Ji Zong.
Ji Zong was nothing to worry about, he could be killed with one move. What was a little troublesome was the young man next to him and the blue-robed old man from Xuanshui Sect.
However, it's just a little troublesome.
When Xiao Chen was sizing him up, the young man next to Ji Zong was also sizing him up, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
The young man shook his head slightly and said: "The third-level peak holy body is comparable to the cultivation of a grandmaster-level martial saint, with many important treasures around it, and unparalleled luck.
It's a pity, it's a pity that you are going to die eventually, in the hands of me, Yao Chen. "
Xiao Chen sneered in his heart. He had seen narcissistic people, but never such narcissistic people. Even Di Wuque didn't dare to say this.
"Everyone in Xuanshui Sect seems to be so arrogant. Let me see how much you weigh."
With a flash of footsteps, a trembling sound of swords resounded between heaven and earth. Xiao Chen's body glowed like a bright moon. The soul of the sword was added to his body, and his peerless sharpness overflowed.
He came riding on the wind, and the overflowing sharp edge, blessed by the sword soul, was like substance, piercing through the space.
Facing the suddenly violent Xiao Chen, Yao Chen's eyes wrinkled slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his steps did not move.
He looked at Xiao Chen with a cold face. In his eyes, the other person was a dead person.
The old man in blue robe behind him took a step forward, and after just one step, there was a thunderous sound of water in the inner hall.
The invisible water waves turned into huge pressure, and the air was like water waves, squeezing towards Xiao Chen wave after wave.
The air was like water, Xiao Chen was like a reflection in the water, and his body became blurry and hazy.
In the shadow of the water, Xiao Chen was struggling, as if he was retreating, and the distance from Yao Chen was getting farther and farther.
No, this old man's strength is at most the level of Mohuang's second elder. How could he put so much pressure on me
Xiao Chen analyzed calmly in his heart, and with a glance, he saw Yao Chen standing calmly beside him, and the mirror in his palm that was shining with water.
A holy river is reflected in the mirror, like a wild dragon, leaping and roaring, running endlessly, across the entire world in the mirror.
Mirror!
The problem arises in this mirror.
boom!
In the water-like space, the old man in blue robe relaxed and raised his hand to punch Xiao Chen's move, which suppressed his sharp edge, and punched him away.
The bones in his body were bouncing, as if they were about to be crushed by the waves at any moment.
Ji Zong smiled and said: "This time my senior brother brought the Xuanhe Mirror, which can summon the Xuanhe Shadow, the secret treasure of Xuanshui Sect. Xiao Chen, do you still think that my senior brother is arrogant?"
“After I kill you, I will become famous all over the world and plunder your luck and treasure.
I will collect all the magic weapons in this heavenly palace and achieve my senior brother's supreme hegemony. "
During the Immortal Era, there was a river in the Heavenly Court built by the Immortals, which was as famous as the Styx River in Netherworld Purgatory, named Xuan River.
There are all kinds of mysteries. After the Immortal Era was destroyed, Xuanhe broke into several sections and fell into Kunlun. The predecessor of many famous rivers was Xuanhe.
The sect master of Xuanshui Sect, in ancient times, was lucky enough to obtain a piece of Xuanhe whose quality had not deteriorated too much, and refined it into an emperor-level secret treasure, which gave it some of the power of the Xuanhe of Immortal Dao.
If the disciples in the sect hold the Xuanhe Mirror, they can summon the phantom of the Xuanhe and exert some of the power of this emperor-level secret treasure.
Under the pressure of Xuanhe's shadow, Xiao Chen was unable to exert even 50% of his strength. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been beaten to death by the old man in blue robes.
Yao Chen was also secretly shocked. His master once said that as long as the Xuanhe Mirror was activated, a master-level figure would not be able to survive ten breaths in it.
Only a great master can break free from it.
Xiao Chen, who is now a peak mid-level martial saint, can actually persist for such a long time.
Amidst the heavy water waves, Xiao Chen's whole body was in severe pain, but his heart was like a mirror. He was a swordsman, and he condensed the soul of the sword.
After surviving the thunder tribulation, as long as he thought about it, he could eliminate any disturbing thoughts. Fear, cowardice, and panic would not appear in him.
If the sword soul takes a further step and reaches the realm of small success, I can easily break through the shadow of Xuanhe.
If the physical body progresses further and reaches the fourth level of the holy body, this shadow will not be able to suppress me at all.
It's a pity that it's just a little bit behind, which makes these guys so proud.
Could it be that the lightning source that has been kept is going to be used here
His cultivation has now reached the peak of the middle-grade martial saint. With the background of the Purple Thunder Art, he can compete with the grandmaster-level martial saint.
As long as the bottleneck of this mid-level martial saint is broken with a final kick, the phantom of the emperor-level secret treasure can be easily solved.
After struggling to avoid the attack of the blue-robed old man, Xiao Chen looked out of the corner of his eye and saw Yao Chen throwing a pill into his mouth through the water curtain-like space.
With a raised brow, Xiao Chen revealed a smile. With Yao Chen's cultivation, he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface to activate the Xuanhe Mirror for a long time.
In this way, it will be easier to handle!
Using the Qinglong Health-nurturing Technique, the dragon power in the body started to move suddenly.
Under the suppression of the Xuanhe phantom, the mobilization of the power of the law was restricted. Only the energy was unrestricted and could operate calmly.
The moment when Yao Chen swallowed the elixir and prepared to use his energy to digest it, it was also the moment when the power of Xuanhe's shadow was at its weakest.
At this fleeting opportunity, Xiao Chen let out a loud roar, his dragon power burned, and he punched the void with a bang.
The power of a dragon, the strength of tens of millions of kilograms, the burning dragon power, the strength of fifteen million kilograms, the mountains and rivers will be destroyed in front of it.
boom!
The Xuanhe River collapsed, and the water curtain in the space swayed violently, forming small space cracks.
Cracks appeared in the Xuanhe Mirror, and the imperial treasure backfired. Yao Chen, who had just swallowed the holy elixir, spat out a mouthful of blood and turned extremely pale.
All of a sudden, his body became more relaxed than ever before, and Xiao Chen's momentum returned to its peak. He wanted to scream to the sky and vent his joy.
With a glance, he saw the blue-robed old man coming to kill again with the sound of heavy water waves. Xiao Chen shouted coldly: "You still dare to be so arrogant, get out of here!" The soul of the sword was added, and the state of the sword was perfect. , promoted to the peak, as a sword, meaning a sword, there is a bright moon rising slowly from behind him.
With a bang, Xiao Chen, who had regained his strength, punched the old man in blue robe and sent him flying backwards.
Endless sword intent shot out from his body, buzzing, and the palace under his feet was shaking.
Some small restrictions around him were like bubbles, shattering little by little in front of this sword intention.
"Let's go, this kid is too scary, I'll stop him."
The old man in blue robe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said hurriedly to Yao Chen and Ji Zong.
Yao Chenwan was so weak after suffering the backlash from the Emperor's treasure that he used the Xuanhe Mirror to form a water curtain, and he and Ji Zong quickly jumped in.
"You are a dying man, what can you do to break the queen? Reincarnation battle flag, come out!"
Xiao Chen made a move with one hand, and the reincarnation war flag spread out, and the red killing energy jumped out from the star beads, forming a bloody killing word.
The old man's martial arts skills were easily broken, and he was beaten until he vomited blood again and took two steps back.
The gray-white word "Death" and the black word "Death", carrying heavy starlight, hit the old man again one after another, completely polishing his energy.
The word "death" was filled with a strong aura of death, sucking away an unknown amount of his vitality, making his face look more than ten years older.
The tip of the flag flickered and passed through the chest, killing it completely.
The color of the water curtain behind him became lighter and lighter, and Yao Chen's blurred shadow said in a deep voice: "Xiao Chen, just wait. On the day of your grand ceremony, I will bring you the Xuanhe Mirror and give you a big surprise!"
"Dry tongue."
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and sent it off. The stars reunited, seven stars shined, and the reincarnation flag flew towards Yao Chen at the speed of a meteor.
Yao Chen in the water curtain was startled, and he quickly pulled Ji Zong beside him and blocked him in front of him.
A scream sounded, and the water curtain disappeared with Yao Chen. Ji Zong was pinned to the ground by the reincarnation flag, holding the flagpole with both hands, and refused to close his eyes.
As soon as the battle ended, Xiao Chen relaxed and felt exhausted. The injuries on his body that had been suppressed by Xuanhe's shadow resurfaced like a violent storm.
After taking away the two people's space rings, Xiao Chen got a ninth-grade healing medicine from Mr. Qin's collection, swallowed it, and began to recover from his injuries.
With his physical strength, he can return to his prime in less than half an hour as long as no one disturbs him.
If it weren't for the holy healing medicine given to Ye Chen, his recovery would have been much faster.
Just when Xiao Chen had recovered 80% from his injuries, Jiuye, who had oiled his feet when he saw the bad opportunity, hurried back and said: "Brother Xiao, brother Xiao, that guy Ye Chen is about to be played to death by Di Wuque ”
His eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot out of Xiao Chen's eyes. He noticed that Master Jiu was talking about playing, not fighting.
Just one word difference means two different endings.