1774th Break Your Arm

Within half a year, all the famous masters in Longyan City challenged him.

After hearing about Xiao Chen's reputation and the bet, the elites who came here to practice challenged him one after another.

Even the top ten true disciples of the fifth-rank sect in Longteng County rushed over one by one.

In the beginning, almost every day, people came to the door to ask for a fight.

But in the last month, Feng Yuqiang was the only one who found him, and he was still defeated by all ten tricks.

"Old, really old."

Feng Yuqiang picked up the broken knife, muttered to himself, and sighed softly.

Whoosh!

Xiao Chen landed, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, don't be too sad. Throughout the ages, there are many peerless masters who became famous in their twilight years."

Feng Yuqiang smiled wryly and said, "There are indeed quite a few, even some I know, but it definitely won't be me, so I'm leaving."

Feeling sad, Feng Yuqiang shook his head and sighed, and left alone.

Xiao Chen looked at the opponent's back, thoughtfully, in the past six months, countless people have been defeated by him.

He will carefully watch the expressions and backs of every loser.

Failure is never terrible. The terrible thing is that once you fail, you lose all your fighting spirit.

He also used to be in such a mess in Xingjun's hands that he was at the mercy of others like an ant.

It was worse and more embarrassing than the defeat of these people.

But he still didn't lose his fighting spirit, which is why he has risen today. He has fought against all sides in Longyan City without losing a single one.

However, this is not something to be too proud of.

Xiao Chen looked back and said softly: "It's time, go back."

In half a year, his cultivation has reached the peak of Great Yuan Pill, only one step away from King Xing.

Because he has already condensed the will of the soul, the bottleneck for him from the Venerable Great Yuan Pill to the Star King of the Sea of ​​Clouds is not particularly big.

There is no need to deliberately break through, after the water is ripe, you can be successfully promoted to Star Lord.

What needs to be considered now is how to follow his own path after breaking through the star king.

He needs a goal and someone he can refer to, but in Longyan City, there is no one from whom he can learn anything.

After packing up his things, Xiao Chen quietly left Beicheng District in the middle of the night.

Longyan City, South District.

In a clean and elegant attic, on the top floor, sat cross-legged a middle-aged man in a cloak.

In his hand, there was a simple long sword quietly placed.

In the quiet and peaceful top floor, there was a ubiquitous sword force, and that sword force came from the middle-aged man's body.

As long as he exists, the sword power will not disappear.

Even if he is practicing in seclusion, as long as he opens his eyes, his natural sword power can be ready to go.

To the intruder, a shocking blow, killing him by surprise.

He is Bei Mingfeng.

One of the top ten most powerful swordsmen in Longyan City, one of the masters of Nancheng District, over the years, there are many innocent souls under the sword.

Relying on the four-foot sword edge, he has gained a great reputation, and few people dare to provoke him.

But tonight, under the solitary shadow of the waning moon, a young man in white came.

The bright moon is not round and the stars do not shine. Tonight, it is quite dark.

The man in white, with a knife in his hand, came pacing.

When approaching the attic, ten kilometers away, Bei Mingfeng opened his eyes violently.

Buzz buzz!

Qi machines clash, swords contend.

On the top floor, pieces of decoration were shattered, and there were cracks in the pillars.

Thick saber intent and sword intent filled the air, fighting against each other, causing the crack to continue to spread.

The moment he opened his eyes, Bei Mingfeng's hand immediately grasped the long sword beside him, and the sword stretched out half an inch.

The dazzling sword light and the bitter sword wind made his clothes and hair long, full of publicity, and danced frantically.

But the moment he opened his eyes, it was already too late.

Because, Xiao Chen had already drawn his sword, and he had just opened his eyes.

boom!

The attic shattered in an instant, turning into countless fragments, and at this moment, the sword in Bei Mingfeng's hand had not yet been fully unsheathed.

Wow!

A stronger ray of saber light completely crushed the sword wind of Bei Mingfeng, wiped it out, and drove it out forcibly.

Before he could swing it out in time, the sword in Bei Mingfeng's hand was slashed and flew away.

With a click, the light of the saber cut downwards, and Bei Mingfeng's right hand that was holding the sword was completely cut off.

Blood spilled out like a fountain.

The attic was shattered, Bei Mingfeng held the scabbard, stuck it on the ground, knelt on one knee, his face was pale, but he didn't say a word.

Xiao Chen put the saber back into its sheath, and the saber light that illuminated the dark night in all directions disappeared.

But the white clothes on his body were still clearly visible in this quiet night.

"I am a man who will take revenge. Half a year ago, you stabbed me with a sword and almost killed me. Half a year later, I will pay you back and break your arm."

After the words fell, Xiao Chen left with a knife in his hand, and gradually drifted away in the hazy night with the waning moon hanging high.

Bei Mingfeng looked at the broken arm with a bitter smile on his face.

He already knew that there was an evildoer in Beicheng District, who had picked out all the masters in Longyan City in half a year.

He had known for a long time that that person was the swordsman in white who had once caught his own sword with his bare hands.

I know even more that before the other party leaves, he will definitely look for him.

But he didn't leave, firstly because he was reluctant to part with the benefits of operating in Longyan City for these years, and secondly because he didn't believe it, he couldn't take Xiao Chen's knife.

He knew that Xiao Chen, like himself, was an aloof person.

Half a year ago, when Xiao Chen caught his sword, he didn't make a move anymore and let him go.

Unfortunately, after half a year, he didn't catch the knife.

A broken arm is the price paid for self-confidence.

Picking up the severed arm on the ground, Bei Mingfeng left quickly without saying a word.

Over the years, there have been many enemies. If you lose an arm, if you don't leave, you are courting death.

Those enemies will not be as polite as Xiao Chen.

At sunrise, on the avenue heading to Tenglong City, a black carriage sped away with startled dust all the way.

Inside the carriage, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and practiced without slack.

Sisi!

Inside, the cold air overflowed, and the snowflakes flew around, condensing into pieces of ice feathers, floating around.

In half a year, Xiao Chen has practiced the Bingyu Divine Art to the third level.

It's already a very fast speed, and in the future, the speed will slow down.

Unless, encounter some fortuitous encounters, or natural treasures of ice attribute.

With long hair, half white and half black, Xiao Chen now has a cool and handsome demeanor.

For three days and three nights, Tenglong City was already in sight.

Xiao Chen still needs to deal with some things before he can leave Longteng Great World and return to the Purple Flame Sect in the Grave Sea.

Many harvests in the underground dragon city, such as flame crystals and all kinds of unusable natural materials and earthly treasures, will not be available in the future.

After half a year of practice, the spirit jade was consumed a lot, and it needed to be replenished.

call out!

Ma Cheng shrank suddenly, and then disappeared strangely, printed on the clothes of Xiao Chen who suddenly appeared.

After walking for half a day, we will arrive at Tenglong City.

There is no need to use the reincarnation chariot to rush on the road.

Just as Xiao Chen was about to move forward, a trace of abnormal aura caught his attention.

The avenue, full of traffic, has become quiet at some point, with no cars or people left.

road closure?

Xiao Chen's first reaction was these two words. Those who can block the road to the Tenglong City Avenue have a lot of hands and eyes.

It is absolutely impossible to close the road without the permission or acquiescence of the princess's mansion.

Because I dare not, who dares to offend Long Tenghou, that is the marquis personally appointed by the Immortal Dynasty.

It represents not only honor and glory, but also a kind of deterrence and strength, not something symbolic.

Whoosh whoosh!

Light and shadow flickered, eighteen figures, from far to near, surrounded Xiao Chen.

They were all dressed in black, only their sharp eyes were exposed, and they were men in black with a cold and murderous look.

The pace is steady, and the cultivation base is the peak of Great Yuan Dan.

One can tell from the position that these people are proficient in the way of formation and are good at fighting together.

"Hand over the ancient dragon clan totem, and give you a second to think about it."

"kill!"

Without waiting for Xiao Chen to reply at all, seeing that he didn't quickly take out the ancient dragon totem, the eighteen people were filled with murderous intent.

In an instant, it exploded.

Like a tsunami or a volcano erupting, eighteen people pulled out a dagger at the same time.

A dazzling ray of light burst out from under their respective feet, and the ray of light was connected to form a three-dimensional formation in an instant.

Trapped Xiao Chen in it, it was difficult to advance and retreat, and he was murderous everywhere.