Chapter Four Hundred and Fiftieth Eight: Reckless Flies
An hour later, when the two intermediate spirit stones were consumed, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and smiled wryly, looking a little helpless.
After Zilei Jue reached the sixth floor, the vitality consumed was astonishing. Two intermediate spirit stones were only refined into a dozen drops of vitality liquid.
"It seems that there is still some time to be promoted to the middle-rank Martial King, and there is still some time before the bottle is full."
Xiao Chen sighed softly, went into the back room and lit the oil lamp, and read Bailixi's practice notes at the table.
It has to be said that Bailixi is indeed a genius in physical cultivation, and the experience in it is very useful to Xiao Chen. Last time in the battle, using pure energy, the cultivation of Cang Ming Body Refining Art immediately improved by leaps and bounds.
More importantly, his perception of strength has increased a lot, which really proves that what Bailixi said is correct.
Xiao Chen reckoned that Bailixi's strength should have reached a million by now, and it would be a child's play to collapse mountains and rubble with one punch.
So I have to continue to study the practice notes, so that I can avoid detours and waste unnecessary time.
The night was deep, and I don't know how long it had passed. The lightly swaying oil lamp in the room, the heart of the fire began to shake violently, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.
Xiao Chen looked out of the window, and his consciousness flew away. After a while, he withdrew his consciousness and put down the notes in his hand.
Xiao Chen blew out the oil lamp, and said calmly: "Three million intermediate spirit stones will indeed attract some desperate flies."
Under a big tree outside Xiao Chen's courtyard, stood three murderous and introverted warriors, two of whom Xiao Chen was very familiar with.
The person on the far right is Mu Nan, the second disciple of the Valley Master of the Wailing Valley, who wanted to drag Xiao Chen and Xia Xiyan to the back.
The person next to him was laughing at Xiao Chen all the time, and Yun Ping, who was disqualified by Xiao Chen for the first round, both of them had a grudge against Xiao Chen, so it was not surprising that they joined forces.
It's just another person, wearing black clothes, with a black face scarf covering his face, only revealing a pair of eyes, which looks a little mysterious.
Mu Nan was a little worried and said: "If we do this, we won't offend the Tiande League, he is the one who has won a hundred victories!"
A venomous look flashed in Yunping's eyes, and he sneered and said, "It's not that I killed him, but just took off one of his arms, so what are you afraid of?"
The man in black nodded and said, "Yes,
A genius who lost his arm is just a waste, will the Tiande League take care of a waste? "
"As I said before, you two will share the three million intermediate spirit stones equally, and I only want other things."
Hearing the three million intermediate spirit stones, Mu Nan's eyes flashed with greed, and the last worry completely disappeared, and he said fiercely: "Damn it, this kid made me almost be killed by a monster back then. Get some interest from him."
The three of them reached a consensus, stopped talking, and crossed the courtyard wall softly, just when they were about to rush into Xiao Chen's bedroom.
But Mu Ran found that under a small tree in the courtyard, Xiao Chen was standing there quietly, not surprised at their arrival at all.
"Long waiting!"
Click!
Ignoring Yun Pingping and the astonishment on his face, Xiao Chen drew his saber out in an instant, and the bright electric light immediately illuminated the three people's eyes with a little stinging pain.
The three of them were astonished. They were planning to catch Brother Xiao Chen by surprise, but Xiao Chen took the opportunity.
The nine changes of the dragon, the breeze cuts!
With a flash of his figure, Xiao Chen turned into nine figures, and nine breezes blew in the courtyard, which warmed everyone's hearts unexpectedly.
retreat!
Sensing that there was no murderous intent in every figure, and the strange breeze, the three of them drew out their weapons and flew back quickly without thinking too much.
"Is it possible to retreat!"
Xiao Chen focused his eyes on Yunping, snorted coldly, opened the blood flame boots, and flew towards it at a speed of three and a half times the speed of sound.
Clang, clang!
Yun Ping knew that he couldn't retreat, and he didn't want to retreat anymore. A flash of determination flashed across his face, and he danced the sword light to the extreme, resisting the attacks of the nine clones from different directions.
But Xiao Chen's knife used the technique of Qingfeng Zhan, only seeing the breeze but not the knife, it is hard to figure out, and there is no murderous intent at all.
Yun Ping could only resist by feeling, and after a while, several large and small scars were left on his body, and blood flowed out instantly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mu Nan and the man in black flying towards him, Xiao Chen was no longer entangled, and the nine figures merged together.
The figure retreated violently, bringing out afterimages in the air, preventing himself from being surrounded by the other three.
Just after meeting each other, Yun Ping suffered a lot of stab wounds, and the three of them couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"I'm entangled with him, you two are waiting for an opportunity to attack?" the man in black said in a deep voice with stern eyes.
kill!
As the voice fell, the man in black swung the long sword in his hand, and strands of pale flames rose from the sword, looking extremely cold in the dark night.
"It seems to be the fire of the most yin, then use the thunder fire of pure yang to completely suppress you!"
With a thought in Xiao Chen's mind, the flashing thunder light on the blade suddenly burned, forming strands of purple flames.
boom!
The swords collided, the purple fire and the cold pale flame exploded violently in the dark night, and the light shone brightly, illuminating the night like day.
The yin and yang are two polar opposite attributes, once they collide, the destructive power produced is astonishingly incomparable, and the air becomes scorching hot.
The chill in the middle of the night was dispelled without a trace.
Yun Ping and Mu Nan took the opportunity to kill, Xiao Chen did not panic, and avoided Mu Nan's attack with a slight dodge, then clenched his fist with his left hand and swung a fist wind to force the opponent back.
As for Yun Ping's attack, Xiao Chen saw the flaw at a glance, sneered and kicked directly on the opponent's wrist first.
The wrist bone shattered immediately, and the long sword fell down with a dangling sound. The movement continued, and the tip of the toe fell down, kicking directly on his chest.
boom!
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Yunping's mouth, and his body flew backwards, hitting the wall hard.
A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the man in black, he didn't expect Yun Ping to be so vulnerable, he said coldly: "Mu Nan, why are you hiding your strength!"
Mu Nan didn't say much, he threw the long sword in his hand on the ground, spread his palm flat, and raised it slightly from bottom to top.
When the palm was extended to the level of the chin, a long stream of turbid air was exhaled from the mouth, and the expression in the eyes suddenly changed, becoming extremely mournful and extremely hurt.
Shout out!
Mu Nan gave a soft drink, his breath locked onto Xiao Chen, and he swung towards his palm.
With one palm out, Xiao Chen felt a sense of sadness in his heart for no reason, which made people feel extremely depressed, and even stretched out a thought of wanting to say goodbye to the world.
Such a powerful artistic conception directly invaded people's minds, making them unable to raise their combat effectiveness at all.
It is similar to Bai Zhan's artistic conception, and it is also an emotional artistic conception. It is a pity that he did not realize the great success, and it did not have much influence on Xiao Chen.
The divine consciousness turned into an ancient clock, which swayed slightly in his mind, and Xiao Chen's mournful mood that invaded his mind was instantly expelled.
Turnips shook the sky!
With a big move, Xiao Chen temporarily forced the man in black back, and then turned around quickly.
Fusion of vigor and vitality met Mu Nan's mournful palm that was blended with artistic conception. When the palms were about to hit head-on, the eight dragon holes on Xiao Chen's left arm exploded with a bang.
"Since you want to fight recklessly, then I will fight recklessly with you, and hit you with one punch with all your strength!"
Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold, the dragon's aura merged together, and he sent his left fist forward fiercely.
jump jump jump!
In front of Xiao Chenzhan's absolutely overwhelming power, Mu Nan's slap with no artistic conception was directly knocked back by Xiao Chen.
With three crisp sounds, Mu Nan's right arm exploded into three halves, and blood fell into the air and flew horizontally.
Seeing this scene, the man in black, who had just smashed the sunflower, couldn't help but change his face. Unexpectedly, within a few moves, Yun Ping and Mu Nan.
One was seriously injured, and the other was directly wounded in an arm, and his combat effectiveness was completely lost.
Damn it, I should have known a long time ago that since these two people didn't win 60 games, they shouldn't be very strong, and they actually asked them to cooperate.
He thought that when the time came, he could eat the sea in black and kill them directly.
Looking at the vulnerable two, the man in black thought angrily, there is no chance, retreat!
Flame Cross Slash!
The man in black shouted loudly, and the blade of the sword drew a horizontal line in the air, and the pale flame above the horizontal line immediately blazed.
Withdraw the sword and retreat, then draw a vertical line composed of white flames from top to bottom.
The double lines intersected to form a cross, roaring towards Xiao Chen, the flames of the cross rose against the wind, and became huge in a short while.
Without even looking at the power of the sword, the man in black turned around and quickly swept back.
"If you want to run, can you run away!" Xiao Chen said coldly, looking at the Flame Cross Cut, with his right hand clasped on the handle of the knife.
Turnips break the sky!
Xiao Chen yelled loudly, and the artistic conception of thunder was brought to the extreme, the rolling thunder clouds in the sky roared non-stop, and lightning bolts pierced the night sky non-stop.
Above the head, a turnip tree grew rapidly, and the aura on the blade also slowly lit up.
When the turnips are fully formed, the beam of light on the blade is also fully formed, and a bright and boundless purple beam of light stretches rapidly from the sound of the blade towards the front.
boom!
In just an instant, the beam of light smashed through the point where the cross intersected, and the flame of the cross shattered.
It turned into sparks, swaying in the night sky, like crystal flowers.
The man in black in front was startled, he didn't expect Xiao Chen to defeat his unique move so quickly.
He didn't even have the time to block it for a moment, and the speed under his feet couldn't help but speed up a little again.
On the ground, Mu Nan broke an arm, lost most of the blood in his body, and stood up extremely weakly.
He quickly ran towards the outside of the courtyard, even the wound on his arm was too late to bandage, as long as he escaped quickly.
Xiao Chen swept his eyes and saw Mu Nan who was running away, his face turned cold.
Since he intends to break into and kill people, he should be prepared to fail.
die!
A black light flashed, and the palm sword shot out, and there was a bowl-sized blood hole in Mu Nan's chest, lifeless.
On the other side, Yun Ping had already climbed to the top of the wall. He was afraid of breaking his sternum. He usually only needed to jump lightly on top of the wall, but now he was struggling to climb up.