Six Hundred and Fiftieth Eight Chapters: The Game Must Kill

At worst, if there is danger, he can just run away from the air. Among his peers, he dare not call himself invincible in the Tianwu domain, but he can still be proud of his speed.

As for meeting people at the level of martial saints, or close to the level of martial saints, there is no need to think too much about it. Wu Sheng wants to kill him, he can't run no matter how much he thinks, no matter how much he thinks, it's useless.

Among the quiet woods, there is a path that is not too spacious. Xiao Chen walks on it, his expression is the same as usual, but his spiritual consciousness is paying attention to the surrounding environment all the time.

On the crisp green trees on both sides, there are different kinds of birds resting. These birds unique to the Kunlun world are very spiritual.

The chirping and chirping sound kept ringing loudly, and along with the soft wind, it spread towards the distance.

Everything looks the same as usual, not much different.

The more this was the case, the more cautious Xiao Chen became. Ninety-nine drops above the dantian, the deep pearl-like real essence liquid, rotated quickly, and could fight back at any time when encountering any danger.

boom!

Suddenly, the ground in front of and behind Xiao Chen's body split open, and two figures jumped out of it, with fierce killing intent overflowing like a gust of wind.

Fluttering, the flocks of birds perched on the trees were frightened, flapped their wings in panic, and left in groups.

A person in front of him was holding two sabers, two long sabers, and they were dancing swiftly.

The surrounding trees were chopped off one by one by the overflowing knife wind, turning into sawdust all over the sky, dancing with the wind.

Looking around, behind the man with two knives, dust was flying, sawdust was flying, and the air waves were billowing.

And the person in the back is holding a four-foot long sword. The light of the sword is restrained and unadorned, like a sharp arrow, piercing the air and galloping away.

Compared with the earth-shattering aura of the two-sword fighters in front, it looks simple and plain, and the two form a sharp contrast.

One is too clever to work, the other is terrifying, both attack at the same time, the killing intent enveloped Xiao Chen, wanting to take down Xiao Chen in one move.

Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness had been staring at the surroundings, and he didn't feel flustered when the two of them made a sudden attack.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them jointly shot a few flaws, and then quickly analyzed in their minds, which flaw could be used to cause the least damage to themselves, and calmly retreated.

The opportunity is fleeting, Xiao Chen has never been a mother-in-law, so he thinks for a moment and makes a decisive move. The knife came out of its sheath, drawing a dazzling light, and the real energy that had been agitated for a long time poured into the blade in an instant.

Click!

Xiao Chen turned around and blocked the simple and helpless long sword behind him. The seemingly simple sword contained surprisingly great power.

When the swords collided, ripples of energy burst out, flying towards the surroundings, uprooting the surrounding trees and smashing them into pieces.

The dust billowed and erupted, and together with the flying dust brought up by the man with two swords, the whole scene was chaotic and blurred.

Xiao Chen's arms were slightly numb, and he was secretly startled by the swordsman's strength, wasn't he? However, the current situation has developed according to his script, so he is not afraid at all.

With a slight sway of his body, he used the Nine Transformations of Youlong to leave a clone, then jumped towards the sky, hiding in the dust all over the sky.

In the misty dust, the man with two swords looked at Xiao Chen's clone flying upside down, his face was happy, and he slashed at it with his sword.

chi chi!

In the blink of an eye, the two long knives swung out no less than a hundred slashes of light, cutting Xiao Chen's clone into countless pieces.

"I fell for it!" Seeing this, the man with two swords changed his face and cursed in a low voice.

When all the dust dissipated, the two raised their eyes and saw Xiao Chen standing on a tree branch a thousand meters away, looking at them calmly.

These two were naturally Lingtian Pavilion Wang Feng and Liu Feihu. They had been lying in ambush here for a long time, and they were fully prepared, but Xiao Chen avoided this killing situation.

On the tree branch, Xiao Chen carefully felt the cultivation of the two of them. The swordsman had the cultivation of the middle-rank Martial Emperor, and the two-sword warrior was not bad, with the cultivation of the middle-rank Martial Emperor.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but frowned slightly, the Kunlun Realm was not like the Lower Realm, where a small improvement in the realm would make warriors much stronger.

It is extremely difficult to fight across realms, and the two middle-rank Martial Emperors may really be in trouble now.

Recognizing the sect badge on the opponent's chest, Xiao Chen said coldly: "People from Lingtian Pavilion? I seem to have no grievances with the two of you, what are you doing in my way?"

Liu Feihu held his swords together and said with a grin: "Of course you have no enmity with us, but you have something we want, so you must stay."

Wang Feng said calmly: "Just hand over the heads of Heifeng Qisha, and we don't want the treasures on them."

Like the Haotianzong Mission Hall, their Lingtian Pavilion also has a monthly contribution list, as long as they reach the top of the list, they can get extremely high rewards.

In front of that reward, they simply looked down on Heifeng Qisha's wealth.

Seeing his natural tone, Xiao Chen seemed to take his hard-earned head for granted, he couldn't help laughing, and said: "Then let me say something, hurry up, or the people of Haotianzong will know that you people from Lingtian Pavilion are doing wild things here. You can't escape even with your wings."

Liu Feihu smiled sinisterly, and a trace of incongruity and viciousness appeared on his majestic face, and said: "Hehe, then you have to die, and you can go back alive."

Murderous aura overflowed from the whole body, and when the voice fell, he was about to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Feng.

Wang Feng and Xiao Chen confronted each other with a move, and he used 50% of the power of that sword, but Xiao Chen, who was below the realm of Martial Emperor, accepted it calmly.

Unlike Liu Feihu, Wang Feng felt that the person in front of him might not be as simple as an ordinary low-rank Martial Emperor.

Wang Feng said with a faint smile: "My friend, why don't you sell us the heads in your hand, seven heads, 70,000 high-grade spirit stones."

Xiao Chen said bluntly: "Sorry, I don't lack these spirit stones."

"Shame on your face, what nonsense to talk to him."

Liu Feihu's temper was very hot, he cursed angrily, leaped in the air, and killed him directly. Wang Feng's complexion also became completely gloomy. In his opinion, he had already given Xiao Chen a lot of face, but he didn't expect this guy to still be overconfident.

There are two middle-rank Martial Emperors, and one of them has the middle-rank Martial Emperor's mid-stage cultivation base, and both of them are the top disciples of the eighth-rank sect's inner sect.

Xiao Chen made some calculations, and if he persisted, he might only have a 50% chance of winning, and it was still a miserable victory.

After all, he only has the low-rank Martial Emperor's cultivation base, and he has not taken Juyuan Pill yet. If he uses Juyuan Pill to condense his true essence, he won't be afraid of these two people.

At this time of the battle, there is no bargain, but Liu Feihu seems to be underestimating the enemy, and maybe there is still a chance.

With a thought in his mind, Xiao Chen put his foot on the tree branch and stepped back.

As soon as he dodged, the big tree under his feet was split into several sections by Liu Feihu's two knives.

The fierce saber air flew randomly among the trees, clicking, clicking, and big trees broke in two and fell down.

Liu Feihu's momentum was like a rainbow, chasing Xiao Chen and slashing all the way, slowly approaching Xiao Chen.

A few more exquisite sword moves forced Xiao Chen to nowhere to retreat, Liu Feihu laughed and said: "Stinky boy, let me see where you are running."

A look of "horrified" flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his body hurriedly backed away, but he quickly covered it up and swung his knife hard to resist.

Catching the look in Xiao Chen's eyes, Liu Feihu was even more incomparable. He thought to himself, "You're pretending to be quite similar. Why don't you think I can't see what you're doing?"

boom!

The pair of knives slashed on the pitch-black edge of the Moon Shadow Knife, violent knife intent and real energy surged out, Xiao Chen immediately spit out a big mouthful of blood, and flew backwards in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Liu Feihu affirmed his own thoughts, and said with a sneer: "Now I know I regret it, but it's too late. Don't think that you are a disciple of the Haotian School, and there is nothing special about it."

With big strides, he rushed forward, forcing Xiao Chen to fly back all the way, without the strength to fight back.

Wang Feng, who had been quietly watching him change and follow him, was a little surprised at first when he saw this scene, but then he smiled relievedly and said, "So that's it, I was almost bluffed by this kid."

The kid should have suffered a lot of hidden injuries from the first sword strike, but he held it back. He wanted to use Haotianzong's identity to scare the two of them back without handing over the head of Heifeng Qisha.

But under Liu Feihu's onslaught, it was immediately exposed, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

After thinking about it in his mind, Wang Feng thought to himself that things were as he had guessed. Then he relaxed a little, and instead of following Liu Feihu closely as before, he just followed Liu Feihu leisurely.

Liu Feihu's attack was fiercer and fiercer than the last. As he strode forward, Xiao Chen was forced into a panic, and he could barely cope with it.

The surrounding big trees were destroyed one by one like building blocks, turning into catkins flying all over the sky.

Holding the Moon Shadow Knife, Xiao Chen, who seemed to be embarrassed to resist the opponent's attack, was secretly calculating every flaw of Liu Feihu in his heart.

No, this opening is too small. Although Liu Feihu can be forced to retreat, the other party will react quickly and cannot hurt him.

This move is also not good, after hurting him, the retreat route is not good, and it is easy to be stuck by Wang Feng at the side.

Xiao Chen exerted his energy slightly, and spat out another mouthful of broken blood, the blood on his face became even paler. Facing each opportunity, he still maintained absolute calm and continued to wait for the best opportunity.

Liu Feihu struck with both swords, and under the burst of surging true energy, Xiao Chen was directly blasted out, and fell to the ground fiercely.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was struggling to stand up, Liu Feihu smiled ferociously, and walked over step by step, keeping his vigilance at the lowest level.

Wang Feng on the side also showed a cold smile on his face, and murmured in his heart, this guy is finally at the end of his battle.

This is the time, let's go!

When Liu Feihu was two meters away from Xiao Chen, there was a sudden change in the field, and I saw Xiao Chen who was still weak just now, and even had difficulty standing up.

All of a sudden, he soared into the air, swiping his saber seven times in a row, each of which perfectly fused the true essence and the thunderous artistic conception together.

The seven sword shadows were divided into three, and turned into twenty-one sword shadows continuously. The sword light was brilliant, the thunder roared, and Xiao Chen's momentum suddenly reached its peak.