Chapter Six Hundred and Thirtieth: Overwhelmed

Pu!

Just as he was halfway through his words, Wanbaolou shot out suddenly, shooting a glint of light, and pierced Zhang Heng's head. watermark ad test watermark ad test

"Where did the dog come from, dare to speak out and slander my Wanjia, I really don't know how to live or die."

Xiao Chen could have stopped the attack just now, but he didn't act because it wasn't necessary.

Everything in front of him is a situation anyway, Xiao Chen has never been so naive in wanting to solve problems by reasoning on evidence in someone else's territory.

Wanbaolou stood with his hands behind his back, shot Zhang Heng to death, looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said, "I would like to advise you, Xiao Chen, the white-robed swordsman, you can't get involved in muddy waters in this world, and the marriage of my Wanfeng family is not your turn." It's up to you."

Just as Feng Tianming was about to speak, Xiao Chen stopped him, and calmly said to Wanbaolou: "It's not my turn to take care of it, it's not up to you to decide, what is the truth, you let the bride speak a word and the truth will come to light .”

Everyone reacted, that's right, what's going on, let the person concerned talk about it, and everything will be clear.

Wan Shan, who was wearing a red robe, sternly said: "Fei Xue occasionally feels unwell, it's not convenient for her to speak, and it doesn't matter to you if she doesn't."

Following Xiao Chen's opening, the killing intent of the thirty-six Martial Emperors quietly concentrated on him, wanting to force them back directly with their killing intent.

In the face of a powerful aura, people will unconsciously lose a little bit of confidence, which will disrupt the rules. Feng Tianming was like this before, but now this group of people have big plans and repeat their old tricks.

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, it was really interesting that he dared to play with him.

In the depths of the pupils, there is a faint red light flickering, and the mood of extreme killing surges out instantly. Like a flood, the killing intent like a vast ocean rolled away.

In an instant, the killing intent of the thirty-six Martial Emperors was submerged, and the castration continued, and they continued to attack forward. The powerful killing intent stunned the thirty-six Martial Emperors, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

One person forced back the killing intent of thirty-six Martial Emperors. Such an astonishing scene made many people in the field gasp. Xiao Chen's strength became more and more unfathomable.

Xiao Chen said with a faint smile: "I feel unwell, I'm afraid that you have imposed a restraint, you can't speak, and you can't do it. If you can make her speak, I will turn around and leave immediately. Wanbaolou, how dare you!"

Xiao Chen's voice was calm and indifferent, neither humble nor uttered a word, looking at Wanbaolou, the king-like figure in Wanjia City, he spoke directly and asked questions.

Now that the matter has come to this point, everyone present feels that there must be something strange about this matter, and this Wan family should be unreasonable. If he hadn't been guilty, the opponent would definitely not have killed Zhang Heng, nor would he have kept the bride silent.

But this place is the chief rudder of Wanjia, and there are so many masters, even if it is unreasonable, if Xiao Chen wants to take this person away, it will be very difficult and almost impossible.

Wanbaolou was annoyed and shouted angrily: "What are you, dare to talk to me like this, this is my Wanjia territory, you are not welcome now, get out immediately!"

"Don't dare? Then I'll come and ask myself."

Xiao Chen carried a black wooden box on his back, held the Moon Shadow Knife in his left hand, and was dressed in white clothes. He touched the ground lightly with the soles of his feet.

There was a loud and clear dragon chant sound in the body, stepping on the phantom of the green dragon, and flew towards Feng Fei at high speed.

Wanbaolou was taken aback, he didn't expect Xiao Chen to be so bold, daring to make a move directly in front of the people of the world in the important place of Wanjia.

"Don't overestimate yourself, stop him for me, don't let him get close to Feng Feixue!" Wan Baolou slapped the table heavily with his palm and shouted angrily.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the thirty-six Martial Emperors stood up and leaped, a powerful aura unfolded overwhelmingly, and the heaven and earth trembled with the stirring of their true essence.

They each performed their unique moves, bursting out with brilliant light, and killed Xiao Chen continuously.

Thirty-six Martial Emperors attacked together, even without the presence of top-rank Martial Emperors, the momentum was terrifying, the true essence gathered together, tearing apart the void into black cracks.

Everyone outside the arena gasped, Wan Jia's attack was a bit too ruthless, directly mobilizing thirty-six Martial Emperors, it was completely a posture of directly suppressing Xiao Chen.

"Uncle, you can stop it, Xiao Chen will die." Yue Chenxi said to the elder of Haotianzong next to him.

The old man pondered: "It's useless for me to attack, and you don't want to attack either. No martial emperor can directly withstand the attack of thirty-six martial emperors."

Yue Chenxi said anxiously: "Then what should I do, watch Xiao Chen die, he has agreed to join my Haotian School."

"It's okay, I've already used the Feixun Talisman to spread rumors to Old Feng, and if the Martial Saint doesn't come out, there's no way to help the Wan Family." The old man said lightly: "As for now, let's see what happens, if Xiao Chen is wiped out like this, he It is not worthy of Haotianzong to continue to cultivate."

While speaking, the situation in midair was changing rapidly, and a picture of Tai Chi Yin and Yang flames appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

Between the two planes, all kinds of visions appeared one after another, such as Zhou Tian's gossip, two appearances and four images, and the light on the Taiji diagram was brilliant, and all the attacks were reflected back at a faster speed in an instant.

Puff!

The air waves churned, the light overflowed, and the space was refracted with blurred traces, and screams sounded one after another.

When the rays of light disappeared and the air waves subsided, Xiao Chen in the air was dressed in white, with a wooden box on his back, unscathed, and the thirty-six Martial Emperors who rose from the sky.

Everyone was caught off guard by his ultimate move, he groaned in pain, and fell down.

Such a scene surprised everyone, but in just one breath, the aggressive Thirty-Six Martial Emperor was beaten into such a mess.

The elder of the Haotian School opened his mouth, and said in surprise: "How is it possible, the attacks of the thirty-six Martial Emperors were really blocked by him."

Wanbaolou said angrily: "A bunch of trash, get up and kill him!"

call out!

The Thirty-six Martial Emperor who fell to the ground heard Wanbaolou's angry shout, and had no time to adjust the disordered breath in his body, so he got up one after another and killed Xiao Chen again.

The Tai Chi Flame Diagram, withstanding such a large attack, Xiao Chen consumed too much mental power, and it was impossible to continue using it.

He regained his sleeves, and the two yin and yang flames on the Taiji diagram turned into two rays of light and escaped into his eyes.

After all this was done, three Martial Emperors had arrived at the front again, with their right hands clasped on the handle of the saber, Xiao Chen sneered in his heart.

These people are a bit too pretentious, they are not lightly injured, they dare to continue to come up if they don't adjust their breathing properly, do they really think they can take me down in three or two moves!

The clouds move in all directions, and the wind and thunder gather!

Amidst the turmoil and the surging thunder, Xiao Chen drew his sword out of its sheath, the condensed true energy gathered on the blade, and the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique was displayed.

Click click click!

The combined momentum of the three Martial Sovereigns was destroyed in an instant, and the competition in terms of artistic conception, aura, and saber intent was completely vulnerable, each spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell back again.

Originally, the injuries in his body hadn't stabilized completely, but now the injuries were added to the wounds, he couldn't afford it completely, and temporarily lost his combat effectiveness.

Taking advantage of the delay of the three Martial Emperors, the remaining 30 or so Martial Emperors formed a new encirclement circle and launched continuous offensives one by one.

Ho ho!

Above the dragon's chant in his body, resounding non-stop, Xiao Chen stepped on the phantom of the blue dragon, undulating and flickering among the crowd, relying on the advantage of speed, to avoid the joint attacks of these people one by one.

bang bang bang!

In front of Xiao Chen's speed, the superiority of Wanjia's party has completely become a decoration, and the encirclement circle is full of loopholes.

The light danced, and in the turbulent air waves, from time to time, there would be a person who was slashed by Xiao Chen with a knife and flew out, life or death unknown.

The aftermath of the battle between the Emperor Wu and the attack was extremely terrifying. On a peaceful square, it was immediately battered and dilapidated by the wind of swords and swords.

The guests from all corners of the Great Jin Kingdom had already flashed by, and stood and watched from a distance. I am deeply afraid of being affected by this, and suffer unreasonable disasters, most of them do not have the cultivation base of Emperor Wu.

The other geniuses on the True Dragon List were all stunned when they saw the scene in front of them. The white-clothed swordsman in mid-air had fought against thirty-six Martial Emperors in just half a year, and he didn't lose the slightest bit.

On the contrary, the more they fought, the more courageous they became, the momentum was like a rainbow, amidst the roar of the wind and thunder, they used the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique to beat these usually invincible Wan Clan Martial Emperors, only passively resisting them.

Bai Qi's right hand holding the knife couldn't help trembling slightly. As a swordsman, he could feel the horror of Xiao Chen's strength more clearly than anyone else.

Battle stand!

Xiao Chen was extremely happy in his heart, dressed in white, stepped on the blue dragon, and flew up and down. On the edge of the blade, the beating thunder light flickered non-stop, and Lei Jie's sword skills were very smooth.

A series of figures shot out and landed at Wanbaolou's feet, screaming in pain, watching all this helplessly, Wanbaolou's face was ashen.

How many years have passed, and his Wan family has never been hit so hard, and it is still in the fortress of the Wan family's main helm.

Land mine cut!

The general trend of wind and thunder finally condensed to its peak, Xiao Chen transformed himself into the Dao of Heaven, and in the endless dark clouds, descended the first thunder calamity.

boom!

The ferocious lightning turned into thunder and surged out, seven or eight Martial Emperors were immediately blown out of the air.

Thunder Tribulation!

Another even more terrifying thunder tribulation fell, and after the light had dissipated, there were less than ten Martial Emperors who could still stand in midair.

God Thunder Tribulation!

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and in the sky thousands of feet above, there seemed to be real thunder roaring and shouting, the wrath of God, the majesty of heaven.

"run!"

The remaining Martial Emperor turned pale with fright, completely lost the will to fight, and fled in all directions facing the last blow of the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique.

call out!

The thunder light divided into seven parts, like seven dragons with claws and teeth, they chased the seven fleeing people at once, and seven loud noises came out one after another.

The seven people who escaped suffered more serious injuries, their clothes were torn, their skin was scorched black, and the saber energy invaded their bodies, stirring up their viscera and viscera, it was horrible.

When all the light disappeared, the world returned to calm, and only Xiao Chen was left alone in the midair.

The entire square was silent, and the thirty-six low-rank peak martial emperors were all wiped out by Xiao Chen's set of Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique.

There is no backhand strength at all, the whole scene is in a passive state of being beaten, and even a decent counterattack is impossible.

If it's not in the air, then the cracks in space that haven't had time to close together in the future indicate that this is the aftermath that only a battle at the Martial Emperor level can cause.

No one could believe that Xiao Chen really defeated the thirty-six low-rank Martial Emperor.