Chapter Four Hundred and Thirteen: The Oriole Shot

In the center of the battlefield, Xiao Chen's consciousness indeed saw the corpse of a half-step Martial Emperor master. It seems that what those people said earlier about hearing the screams was indeed true.

Xiao Chen looked up, and there were also some warriors standing in mid-air, about a hundred or so in number.

These people's eyes were calm, their breath restrained, and they remained motionless. Their eyes were fixed on the battle situation in the field, and the dust in the sky seemed to be unable to block their sight.

King Wu could indeed fly in the air, but to stay in the air for a long time, the energy consumed was not even a single star.

It can also be seen from this that the warriors standing in mid-air have much higher cultivation than those standing on the ground.

Obviously, if there is a result in the battle situation, it will be much faster to dive directly from the air than to rush from the ground.

These Martial Kings on the ground also want to stay in the air for a long time, but they can't withstand the consumption of vitality, this is where the gap lies.

Xiao Chen continued to look, looking for Bailixi's figure, and finally saw Bailixi's figure one thousand meters to the northeast of him.

Around Bailixi, there were a few warriors with very powerful auras. Bailixi was talking with these people in a low voice. It seemed that the other party had also found his companion and was ready to act together.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao Chen casually found a stone, quickly carved a goshawk, and said lightly, referring to things as soldiers.

call!

A goshawk appeared at Xiao Chen's feet, and slowly carried him up into the air. There is no doubt that the air is more suitable for action.

A few martial artists nearby heard the movement and sensed Xiao Chen's cultivation, they couldn't help laughing and said: "This kid is really overestimating his abilities, it's so easy to stay in the air."

"If we were able to go up, we would have gone up a long time ago. We really don't know the heights of heaven and earth. We thought that with a head pet, others would have nothing to do with him?"

"Let's watch the fun. Anyway, the battle over there will be over for a while, so it's a lot of fun."

With faint sneers on their faces, they looked at Xiao Chen who was flying higher and higher in the air, their eyes full of anticipation.

There are even some people whose eyes are even more fierce, hoping that Xiao Chen will be seriously injured so that they can take advantage of it.

Xiao Chen heard the words,

I was slightly startled in my heart, it seemed that I was thinking a little differently, besides the reason that I couldn't afford to consume my own vitality, there were other reasons why these warriors didn't go to midair.

No matter, the soldiers came to block the water and the soil, half a step below the Martial Emperor, he was not afraid of anyone, even if he was not the opponent of some top-ranking Martial Kings, it was relatively calm to retreat completely.

"Boy, is this a place for you? Go back." Just as Xiao Chen stopped, a bald warrior flew over a hundred meters ahead.

Hearing the voice of the bald warrior, the eyes of other warriors in mid-air also swept over, and their eyes seemed interested.

"Hahaha, this kid is going to die, so he chose Shi Feng's site, that guy is notoriously fierce."

"It seems that he is really a rookie. Shi Feng is a little famous in the south of this ancient land."

The warriors on the ground, seeing Xiao Chen flying to the side of the bald warrior, all burst into laughter.

Xiao Chen stood on the goshawk, holding the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, looking at the bald warrior in front of him, but his eyes were extremely calm.

In mid-air, the area looks vast, but all the good positions are occupied.

If he wanted to find a good place, he had to knock down one of them, and at the same time show his strength to form a deterrent.

Let other warriors not dare to act rashly, and this person in front of him is not only in an excellent position, but also Xiao Chen thinks it is the best object to stand up to.

Shi Feng, a warrior with a bald head, has a ferocious face, holding a big knife in his hand, and his whole body is full of murderous aura.

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't speak, the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense, and he said coldly: "I repeat, this is my territory, now get out of here immediately."

In the middle of the air, the other top-ranking Martial Kings felt Dao Shifeng's murderous aura, and secretly thought in their hearts that this little guy riding a goshawk might die.

There were hundreds of warriors present, and those who could be qualified to Dao mid-air, but only a hundred people, Shi Feng was able to grab a spot, and his strength was obviously not comparable to that of ordinary high-rank martial kings.

It is too easy to deal with a low-rank Martial King.

Shi Feng's entire face was gloomy, and the murderous aura was like a substance, spreading all over his body, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Xiao Chen firmly.

"Give you a chance and don't cherish it, then go to death!"

Seeing that Xiao Chen still had no intention of retreating at all, Shi Feng let out an angry roar, with the soles of his feet pointing in the void, and his figure flashed in the air, leaving behind afterimages.

Crazy Dragon Explosion!

A flame rose from the sword, forming a blue dragon, which quickly circled around the blade, and the dragon's head roared, emitting a trace of the power of a blue dragon.

"What a powerful mad dragon explosion, Shi Feng's understanding of the artistic conception of fire has become deeper, and the dragon power in his body can be integrated into the sword move."

"This move is comparable to the power of the top martial arts of the earth level. That white-robed boy will definitely not be able to resist it. We will speed up and prepare to pick up his corpse."

Several warriors with flexible minds flashed their figures and quickly leaped to the rear of the battle between Xiao Chen and Shi Feng, and no one was willing to lag behind.

Long Wei, Xiao Chen's heart lightened, and it was as expected, Shi Feng's martial arts were really based on Long Wei.

That would be easy, if it was another top-eared top-rank martial king, Xiao Chen might not be able to take down the opponent easily after spending a long time.

But this Shi Feng, the Qinglong Wuhun is an ancient beast, the ancestor of all dragons, playing Longwei in front of him is not seeking death or something.

Holding the Moon Shadow Knife in his left hand, Xiao Chen stood on top of the goshawk with a calm expression, when the berserk blue dragon was about to come surging.

The right hand suddenly stretched forward, the five fingers spread out and closed into a palm, and with a thought in his heart, the green dragon tattoo on the right arm seemed to come alive, slowly swimming on the surface of the skin.

boom!

The violent flame blue dragon began to swing violently, and the entire blade trembled uncontrollably.

Shi Feng only felt the dragon's power in his body, and suddenly it seemed that he had sensed something, a terrible thing, and made a mess in his body, no matter how he controlled it, he couldn't calm down.

Xiao Chen let out a soft drink, and let go of his palms. The green dragon wandering between his arms let out an invisible dragon chant.

bang bang!

With two crisp sounds in succession, the flame blue dragon hovering above the blade shattered, and the blade also broke into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Shi Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

His face was frighteningly pale. The Longwei he had cultivated so hard for decades had all disappeared at this moment. Without a year or so of training, he might not be able to recover as before.

Shi Feng climbed up from the ground, with an inexplicable expression of horror on his face, and looked at Xiao Chen with fear in his eyes, and ran away without saying a word.

The speed was so fast that it was shocking, and it disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

In the battlefield, there was still howling winds, flying dust all over the sky, loud thunderclaps, and terrifying energy, which never stopped for a moment.

But all the warriors two kilometers away from the battlefield opened their mouths wide, but couldn't speak, and were extremely lonely for a while.

How could it be possible that the martial arts at the top of the ground level were actually broken by this white-robed boy with a single palm, and that palm didn't seem to have the slightest power.

With just such a light palm, he scared away a high-rank top Martial King. How strong is this white-robed boy?

But the crux of the problem is that although Xiao Chen's aura is strong, it is indeed only in the realm of a low-rank Martial King.

Even if he practiced top-notch techniques and possessed natural talents and earthly treasures, it was only on par with Shi Feng, and it was absolutely impossible to frighten him away with a single palm.

All kinds of questions hovered in everyone's minds, and they couldn't figure it out.

The people on the ground who were waiting to see the joke were even more terrified. Even Shi Feng was no match for him, so wouldn't he be an opponent even more.

Xiao Chen withdrew his palm, looked at the warriors who were about to pick up his corpse on the ground, smiled lightly, and waved his palm lightly.

retreat!

Several gusts of wind blew up, and the eight middle-rank peak martial kings were startled and scattered in all directions.

Just kidding, this is a palm that even Shi Feng can easily defeat, how dare they bear it.

But after a while, the terrifying power they imagined did not come, and nothing happened.

Xiao Chen withdrew his right hand, and the purple thunder fire in his eyes slowly gathered. Looking at the crowd on the ground, he smiled lightly and said, "Sorry, just kidding, I didn't expect you to be so cowardly when you dared to come and pick up my body."

It turned out that it was just a joke, and the eight people on the ground breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were angry, they didn't dare to be as presumptuous as before.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly shot again, and a purple arrow shot out from his right eye.

A middle-rank Martial King, the hair on the top of his head burned out of thin air.

"It's so hot, my hair, my hair..." The man was startled, and started beating his head desperately, trying to extinguish the flame above his head.

The other seven people gasped and felt a bit of fear, and the hair and forehead were separated by a thin line, which meant something self-evident.

He looked at the young man in white robe above the goshawk again, who still had a calm expression on his face, with a faint smile on his face, looking calm and extremely relaxed.

The seven of them didn't say anything, and hurriedly fled the place. If this person was unhappy, it wouldn't be their hair that was shot by the weird purple fire.

Thinking about myself before, not only did I laugh at the other party, but I even had a vicious heart, wanting to attack the other party when he was seriously injured, how could I dare to stay here.

As soon as this move was released, many warriors could see clearly that it was a flaming arrow with extremely fast speed, which was different from the inexplicable palm before, and made people clearly feel his strength.

This young man is indeed qualified to stand in mid-air. Everyone looked away and continued to look at the center of the battlefield, but they all said in their hearts that Xiao Chen was included in the dangerous level.