Chapter 620: The Shameless Face of the Sima Family

Ao Jiao flew out from the Moon Shadow Knife, looked at the Tai Chi flame diagram in front of Xiao Chen, and said with interest: "My strength is now equivalent to the existence of the peak Martial Emperor, you want to make me a few percent of the strength."

Xiao Chen murmured, "Use half first."

The peak Martial Emperor, the kind of person who has refined his true energy to the extreme, Xiao Chen can't underestimate him, and he doesn't dare to overdo it.

As soon as the voice fell, Ao Jiao came to kill her. Her petite and exquisite figure flickered in the air, and she punched it on the Tai Chi flame map.

boom!

The light on the Taiji diagram was brilliant, and under the tumbling air waves, boundless winds were rolled up and rushed towards the four directions. In the light, Ao Jiao flipped three times in the air before releasing the strength of the rebound.

Looking at Zhou Tian's gossip, the two appearances and four phenomena, and the radiant Tai Chi flame diagram, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his previous playful attitude was much less.

Xiao Chen felt a little dizzy, having endured half of Ao Jiao's strength, only half of the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness remained.

"Strike with all your strength!" Gritting his teeth, Xiao Chen said solemnly.

Ao Jiao nodded, her whole body's momentum skyrocketed for no reason, her petite and lovely figure made people feel a sense of majestic and vast atmosphere.

This time, Xiao Chen's eyes did not capture Dao Aojiao's figure, and the opponent's attack hit the Tai Chi Yin-Yang flame diagram.

boom!

The ray of light on the Tai Chi flame diagram exploded, Zhou Tian gossiped, the two appearances and four images collapsed one after another, a bloodstain spilled from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, was swept away by the air wave in the punch, and he took eight steps backwards before gaining a firm footing.

The qi and blood in the body were churning, and the viscera were shaking endlessly, but Xiao Chen showed a happy smile on his face, and succeeded.

The peak Martial Emperor is only half a step away from the Martial Saint, and Shen Manjun of Tiandao Pavilion is such a cultivation base. Entering the realm of Martial Emperor for the first time, he was able to block the full blow of the peak Martial Emperor, and only suffered minor injuries. No one would believe it if he told it.

Ao Jiao in the air, her face also looked a little ugly, the moment the Tai Chi flame diagram exploded. The strength of the rebound has doubled, which is equivalent to that she has endured twice the attack of the punch just now.

Xiao Chen hurried over and asked, "Are you all right?"

Ao Jiao adjusted her breath and said with a smile: "No problem, if you bear twice the attack just now, you will definitely die, the peak Martial Emperor's endurance is greater than you imagined.

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"So if you meet the peak Martial Emperor, even if the opponent is seriously injured, don't take it lightly."

Tai Chi Yin-Yang Flame Diagram, can attack or defend, can advance or retreat, Xiao Chen finally has a trick that belongs to him.

It is neither derived from the Qinglong martial arts, nor from the Bai family's four seasons swordsmanship, nor from the various secrets of the source of fighting saints.

He is the only one who knows the Tai Chi flame map in the three thousand worlds. If he can collect all the two flames of the titanium silver sun in the future, this trick will definitely be famous in the Kunlun world forever.

Resting on the island for a few more days, Xiao Chen started his return journey, heading towards Tiandao Pavilion.

On the way here, he needed to use the Scarlet Throne, and when he went back, Xiao Chen directly used his true energy to go on the road faster than the Scarlet Throne.

It just needs to consume real energy. The Scarlet Throne doesn’t consume much, and it can come in handy most of the time.

Five days later, the rolling Lingyun Mountains appeared in Xiao Chen's field of vision. As soon as Xiao Chen fell to the foot of the mountain, the guarding disciples of the Tiandao Pavilion immediately recognized him.

"Senior Brother Xiao Chen, you are finally back, the Great Elder is looking for you everywhere." The two disciples said respectfully when they saw Xiao Chen.

Today's Xiao Chen is already a legendary figure in Tiandao Pavilion, and through word of mouth, he has been raised to a figure beyond Lei Di.

Xiao Chen had the intention to defend himself before, but some things became more and more outrageous, so he could only let out a wry smile.

"The Great Elder is looking for me, what's the matter?" Under normal circumstances, the Great Elder would never come to him in such a hurry.

The two disciples shook their heads and said: "I don't know, you can go directly to the main hall on the roof, it is said that there is a special person coming."

Xiao Chen nodded lightly, without hesitation, he flew directly to Wang Tiantai. Stepping on the phantom of the green dragon, a few ups and downs in the void disappeared in the eyes of the two disciples guarding the mountain.

Seeing Xiao Chen's leaving back, envious looks flashed across the eyes of the two disciples, "Senior Brother Xiao Chen, he is getting stronger and stronger, I feel that his aura is almost the same as those of the Supreme Elders."

"There is nothing to envy. We are practicing in Tiandao Pavilion. Brother Xiao Chen's kingly luck will be more or less tainted. In the future, the achievements will not be said to reach the level of the senior brother, but there is no doubt about surpassing others. .”

"That's right, the luck of the king-level real dragon, there are a lot of people out there trying to squeeze into our Heavenly Knife Pavilion."

After a few breaths, Xiao Chen landed outside the gate of the main hall, and walked in directly.

With a glance, Xiao Chen discovered that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the hall. All the elders in Tiandao Pavilion who possessed the rank of Martial Emperor gathered here.

Shen Manjun, who usually doesn't care about world affairs, is also sitting on the Yizhang wooden chair. Everyone's expressions are a little cautious, and their eyes are on a middle-aged man in a purple robe in the hall.

The aura of the purple-clothed man was unfathomable. From a faint look, he was a line higher than Shen Manjun, and he was a peerless master of the martial saint level.

"Xiao Chen, you're back." Seeing Xiao Chen, Jiang Chi quickly got up to greet him, sensing his aura.

Jiang Chi had an extremely happy smile on his face, and the other Supreme Elders also had faint smiles on their faces, but there was still a gloomy cloud around their brows.

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Grand Elder, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

Jiang Chi glanced at the man in purple cautiously, and said, "That's Sima Hong, the patriarch of the Sima family of the Jin Kingdom, who brought a letter of war to challenge you again on behalf of Sima Lingxuan."

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, and said: "I will follow the letter of war, just come anyway."

Sima Hong got up, looked at Xiao Chen, and an oppressive momentum came towards him like a mountain, and said with a faint smile: "Not only do you want to accept this challenge, I also want you to lose to Ling Xuan."

"Remember that you must lose, otherwise the Heavenly Sword Pavilion will fall into a battle of annihilation because of one of your decisions, and you will bear the wrath of a martial saint."

The aura that belonged to the martial sage pressed fiercely towards Xiao Chen, as if a mountain was pressing on his back, asking him to bend down and bow his head.

Xiao Chen clenched his teeth and remained silent, accumulating the aura of a king-level true dragon genius, and confronting the aura of a martial sage.

On the floor under his feet, there were mottled and complicated cracks like spider silk, flying away in all directions.

bang bang bang!

The Martial Saint has already corrected a trace of the power of heaven and earth, and it has suppressed the momentum, which is equivalent to launching an invisible attack.

The ground in the hall rumbled and cracked, pieces of rubble shot up into the sky, slammed into the ceiling fiercely, and billowing air waves filled the air.

All the Martial Emperor-level elders in the surrounding Tiandao Pavilion, except for Shen Manjun, were all forced to retreat several steps.

Don't give in, don't bend over!

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, he did not bend down, his eyes fixed on Sima Hong, the slight sense of satisfaction he had just been promoted to Martial Emperor disappeared at this moment.

The so-called Martial Emperor was so unbearable in front of the Martial Saint, even though the other party was obviously just a low-level martial sage, but the aura alone was not something he could resist.

"Xiao Chen, you absolutely can't agree to this old thing, so shameless. Your king-level true dragon luck, among your peers, will disappear as soon as you lose a game, and become an ordinary true dragon luck. "

Aojiao in Yueying Dao said extremely angrily, "It's a big deal, I'll fight him, he's just a low-rank junior martial saint."

"Don't be impulsive, I have a way to deal with him." Xiao Chen stopped Ao Jiao and said quietly in his heart.

"That's right, under my oppression, you can still persist for too long." Sima Hong laughed, and restrained his momentum, "You can think about it, promise or not."

The strength displayed by Sima Hong made all the elders in the surrounding Tiandao Pavilion terrified. All the Martial Emperors in the entire hall would probably not be his opponent, and it would even be a little difficult for him to hurt his muscles and bones.

The pressure on Xiao Chen's body was relieved a lot, but his heart did not relax at all. He said in a deep voice: "I will accept the challenge letter, but if you lose without fighting, it is impossible!"

Sima Hong sneered, threw out a space ring and said, "After ten days, Sima Lingxuan will come here. There are ten thousand high-grade spirit stones here."

"I won't let you lose the game for nothing. It's just a show. Not only will you not lose anything, but you will also get a large amount of high-grade spirit stones for nothing. I believe you will change your mind."

After finishing speaking, Sima Hong laughed, walked out of the hall with his head held high.

Shen Manjun came over and said: "Xiao Chen, don't worry, Tiandao Pavilion will never make things difficult for you, a martial saint can't scare us."

There is no Martial Saint in Tiandao Pavilion now, if Sima Hong is really offended, what the other party said is by no means alarmist, Shen Manjun actually doesn't have much confidence in saying this.

Wiping off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Chen said softly: "Senior, there is no need to say that. Xiao Chen is in Qingyun, so he will not sit and watch Tiandao Pavilion be threatened like this."

"I'll write a book and go to Haotian School. It will take seven days at the most. They will definitely send a Martial Saint to suppress the formation. By then, Sima Hong will never be able to turn the tide."

Because the aristocratic family has produced emperor-level powerhouses, the quality of geniuses inherited by the emperor's bloodline is higher than that of the top ten sects, but in terms of overall strength, they cannot catch up with the top ten sects.

Not to mention that behind the Haotianzong, there is a more powerful main sect in the Kunlun world. With the support of the Haotianzong, the Sima family will never dare to mess around.

The other Supreme Elders in the main hall, when they heard what Xiao Chen said, all heaved a sigh of relief, and the gloom in their brows dissipated.

Xiao Chen saw it, and didn't say much. Sima Hong's tyrannical strength was there, and it was a bit reluctant for them to help him.

The strongest is respected, and the strength is the greatest. This has been the only rule of Tianwu Continent since ancient times. Under Sima Hong's oppression, Xiao Chen didn't embarrass himself in turn, Xiao Chen was already very satisfied.

In Qingyun Peak, Liu Ruyue's other courtyard was filled with green smoke, Xiao Chen and Liu Ruyue were drinking tea and chatting at a tea table.

Liu Ruyue, who is the peak lord of Qingyun Peak, has already learned everything that happened in the hall, and her brows are a little worried.