2198th Waste Utilization

To chase or not to chase?

Xiao Chen only hesitated for a second, then made a decision, chase!

Under the blood moon, Xiao Chen rose across the sky, and released all of his true essence and soul power, the three great avenues, and this moment without reservation. Read the full text of the latest chapter Read the full text of the latest chapter.

The perfect way, use your body as a knife!

The Dao of Ice and the Dao of Thunder were all included and evolved by Xiao Chen into the Wuque Dao of the Sword.

Under the huge blood moon, Xiao Chen was dressed in white, holding a tyrant knife, dancing wildly under the moon.

Xiao Chen at this moment is like a flower bud bathed in moonlight, ready to bloom. The next moment, the petals opened, and the endless bright knife light burst out, and countless visions appeared continuously and simultaneously.

Let the blood moon in the sky pale in an instant.

Wisps of saber light burst out from Xiao Chen's body, whether it's three thousand black hair, or a white shirt, it can be a saber at this moment.

Swish Swish Swish!

Thousands of sword lights burst out under the blood moon.

Strands of blood were continuously cut into pieces, and in the cold night, there were shrill screams echoing in all directions.

Blood Shadow Demon Escape, the escape secret technique only mastered by the royal family of the Blood Martial Dynasty, at this moment, was violently cracked by Xiao Chen in the most violent way.

No matter how many clones you have, I have one sword, and I can swing thousands of swords to break! break! break!

A total of nine thousand blood lines were cut off one by one by Xiao Chen, when only the last ten were left. The blood lines were close together, and the blood-clothed middle-aged man who had not yet escaped from Qingshan Town spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he appeared broken.

If he doesn't show up, he will be wiped out by Xiao Chen, and there won't even be a corpse.

"Come out?"

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, showing a hint of a smile, and he threw the knife in his hand violently.

Whoosh!

Two fingers wide and four feet long, the Ba Dao with a straight blade continuously spun and flew towards the middle-aged man in the blood shadow.

The purple blade, glowing with moonlight, brought a strong wind and whizzed away.

Ba Dao doesn't fly fast,

According to common sense, it is more than enough for the blood shadow people to avoid the past.

But the blood shadow is a middle-aged man, his face is ashen, and his eyes are full of helplessness.

Desperately found that the general situation carried in the knife had already suppressed him to death, like a mountain pressing down on him.

No, it was more terrifying than the mountains pressing him down.

In the majestic high mountains, in front of the blood-clothed middle-aged man, they are all vulnerable, and can be smashed to pieces with a single punch. Novel / latest chapter full reading

The momentum carried by Ba Dao was unmatched in sharpness, and it ruthlessly shredded his remaining momentum. His own momentum, like a vast ocean, completely suppressed him with endless power.

He could only watch helplessly as Ba Dao flew towards him bit by bit, without the power to resist.

The majestic grown-up king ended up like this, and the blood-clothed middle-aged man felt a trace of endless sadness in his heart.

Below, Qin Zhuolin was dumbfounded, woke up and said, "Xiao Chen, this man must not be killed yet!"

Puff!

With Qin Zhuolin's body size, it was supposed to directly smash the blood shadow middle-aged man's body into pieces.

It just ended up in his chest, spattering a smear of blood, nailing him to the ground.

Landing lightly, Xiao Chen looked at Sang and Qin Zhuolin, and they looked at each other with deep emotion in their hearts. [\net w ww.aixs]

"Sang has always said that you are fine, and now I finally believe it. Seeing your strength, I don't have to feel guilty anymore."

Qin Zhuolin was really relieved. In the past four years, he blamed himself many times.

Now that Xiao Chen appears and crushes the grown-up king, he will surely reap a great opportunity.

A blessing in disguise, although not jealous, but a little envy is still unavoidable.

Sang pointed to the front and said, "Let's catch up on the old days later. Let's 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 side of the blood-clothed middle-aged man.

Seeing the blood-clothed middle-aged man who was nailed to the ground by the Ba Dao and could not move at all, Xiao Chen felt a little relieved.

Just now, dancing with a knife under the blood moon seemed easy.

In fact, Xiao Chen had already done his best, without any reservations.

If this is the case, the blood-clothed middle-aged man cannot be retained, and those four years of hard work are really in vain.

The reason why they all evolved into Wuque Dao of the Sword in the end is because Xiao Chen discovered that his Dao of the Sword was flawed.

Some of the things that he didn't care about and lost became his shackles.

It is necessary to make up for this slight defect, so that it is possible to promote the Dao of the Sword to Dao Domain.

Otherwise, it is possible that all sentient beings will stagnate.

"Brother Qin, why can't this person be killed?" 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 offended easily. He is a force more terrifying than the Six Demonic Schools."

The Blood Martial Dynasty dominates the bottom of the central world, commands the world's magic powers, and fights against the three great dynasties and the eight great empires with its own strength.

How strong its strength is, just by this point, you can get a glimpse of it.

But 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 given him the matter of offending Emperor Taoyuan. Let's do it. If you kill it, you will kill it, it is of no value."

The blood-clothed middle-aged man who had been listening carefully was terrified when he heard the words.

It's a matter of life and death, don't be in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Don't kill me, I am the eighth prince's confidant, save my life. The eighth prince will definitely come to save me, and when the time comes, you can get benefits from the eighth prince."

Xiao Chen took a step forward and drew out the Ba Dao, the blood-clothed middle-aged man 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 be able to guess that it was us who did it. No matter what, the Eighth Prince will be offended, so it is better to save his life and let the Eighth Prince Paying a price to take him away is considered waste utilization."

Xiao Chen thinks about it too, what the eighth prince wants is Xiao Qingchen, and he will not give it to him no matter what.

Whether you kill the opponent or not, you will offend the Eighth Prince. Qin Zhuolin is right.

Just use it as waste.

The blood-clothed middle-aged man heard that he wanted to vomit blood. What is waste utilization?

Damn it, don't give me a chance, I will definitely make you pay back ten times.

But after thinking about it, the man in white in front of him realized the unity of spirit and martial arts at a young age.

With the strength of a young adult king, he can defeat himself. In the future, there will be no chance of revenge.

This level of strength is no less than that of the Eighth Prince.

"What are you thinking?"

Xiao Chen saw the blood-clothed middle-aged man 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, restricting his soul power and true energy, turning him into a useless person.

The blood-clothed middle-aged man let out a cry of pain, the pain was indistinct, he quickly stopped his thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

"Let's lock him up first, and pass the news of his arrest to the Eighth Prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty. If the other party doesn't come within half a month, he will be killed directly."

Xiao Chen said something casually, and it was considered to have decided the fate of the blood-clothed middle-aged man.

Half a month, this is impossible!

The middle-aged man in blood was about to say something when he heard the words, but before he could speak, he was slapped unconscious by Sang's palm.

Qin Zhuolin said: "Xiao Chen, you seem to know why these two people came here?"

Xiao Chen nodded: "They are for the body of the most yin. The magic skills that the Eighth Prince cultivates require a large number of young girls. The body of the most yin is a furnace with infinite temptations for him."

"The body of the most yin? This is a bit difficult. If there is no big force to take him in, something will happen sooner or later, and you and I will not be able to keep him." Qin Zhuolin was slightly surprised when he heard the words, and said seriously.

"It's okay, I've already figured out how to arrange it."

"Just think about it, tell us how you have lived these four years." Qin Zhuolin asked curiously.

Xiao Chen showed a look of emotion: "The experience of these four years is hard to describe in one word."

It's really hard to say a word. For two years, he was beaten to death by two puppets with poisonous tongues.

Almost being hit and losing the heart of martial arts can be regarded as a memory that will never be forgotten in a lifetime.

In the next two years, I worked hard to catch up, and the confidence in my heart of martial arts was only regained bit by bit.

In the experience, Xiao Chen concealed some things about the ancient city of Qinglong and the Golden Legion, and only talked about the black and white eggs 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 out loud after hearing this, and couldn't help but speak.

After talking until dawn, the two of them left each other, leaving Xiao Chen to rest alone.

In four years, I finally have some free time to relax a bit.

Xiao Chen didn't really rest either, and spent this time in his storage ring, looking for the secret treasure that Long Ling said.

In the storage ring, everything is messy and disorderly. There are a lot of things in the Kunlun Realm alone, and there are even more things in the Great Thousand World.

After tidying up, Xiao Chen unexpectedly discovered some treasures that he hadn't noticed before.

Although it is useless to him, it can be regarded as an income if it is sold.

What is lacking now is resources, and one stroke is one stroke.

But what I was really looking for, I searched for more than two hours, but found nothing.

What kind of secret treasure can help me display the artistic conception of reincarnation?

Just when Xiao Chen was a little restless, he turned out a simple bronze mirror.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, Sansheng mirror?