Seven Hundred and Fortieth Chapters: Going Is the Best Policy

However, ordinary fighters cannot see it with their naked eyes, and can only vaguely feel the opponent's momentum, like a mountain pressing down on the top, which is what is usually called the might of a saint.

When warriors reach the realm of martial saints, they can comprehend the power of heaven and earth and form powerful laws of heaven and earth.

According to the legend, Emperor Wu could even unite with the heaven and the earth to form his own heavenly law, and when he swayed it, the sky would collapse and the earth would shatter, and the mountains and rivers would be shattered.

Those slender red bands of light should be this person's law of heaven and earth, semi-holy realm. He can condense more than a dozen heavenly laws, this person is definitely not simple.

At the beginning when he fought Bai Wuxue, it seemed that he was evenly divided in a hundred moves, but after five hundred moves at most, his true energy would be exhausted.

But Bai Wuxue possessed the Heavenly Sacred Law, the speed at which he could absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and the amount of true energy stored were all unmatched by him.

"Xiao Chen, this person is not simple. The red light band you see is not his real heavenly law, but the projection of the heavenly law at the dantian."

Ao Jiao in the Fairy Ring was a little worried, and said solemnly: "He should have practiced some kind of evil art, and integrated his evil spirit into the law. Otherwise, the law of heaven and earth, which should be righteous and mighty, wouldn't be scarlet." , so evil."

"If you have a chance, it's better to go for it. When you fought Bai Wuxue back then, no matter what, he had to be cautious about Shui Lingling. This person is a casual cultivator, and I'm afraid he is lawless and has no scruples."

No need to be reminded by Ao Jiao, Xiao Chen's spirit has already been highly concentrated. The person in front of him is afraid that he will face the strongest opponent after he comes to Kunlun Realm.

The thunderclouds above the head are densely covered, and the sound of thunder slowly resounds. There are purple lightnings, piercing the sky from time to time, and the artistic conception of immortal thunder has long been released.

With his right hand clasped on the hilt of the saber, Qingdi quietly performed the art of drawing the saber. Red light flickered in his eyes, it was Xiao Chen's mood of extreme killing that had been useless for a long time, and he didn't keep it at this moment.

The wind formed by the intention of killing slowly blows in the courtyard with a heavy sense of bleakness.

After a while, there was a strong wind, and the wind contained the infinite killing intent in Xiao Chen's eyes. As the gust of wind swept past, the green grass in the courtyard gave a puff, and was blown by the killing gust, completely devoid of vitality, and withered on the spot.

The wind was rumbling, accompanied by lightning and thunder in the night sky, and the sky was in a state of shock. Xiao Chen, who was dressed in white, with flying black hair and holding the handle of the knife, restrained his breath and hid himself between the sky and the earth.

In Wang Yang's unrestrained aura, he seemed insignificant and boundless, and the distance from Wu Yuankai seemed to be tens of thousands of miles away.

But with just one movement, this small figure hidden in the sky and earth will cross thousands of miles and rush towards it with a monstrous momentum.

Wu Yuankai's pupils shrunk slightly, and he let out a light snort, a strange color flashed in his eyes, he was a little surprised. He was not surprised by Xiao Chen's artistic conception of killing and immortal thunder.

As a casual cultivator, he has traveled around the world and met all kinds of masters. Although the Immortal Thunder Art and the Killing Art are rare, there are not no people who know it.

What surprised him was Xiao Chen's sword drawing skills.

The two artistic conceptions form a monstrous trend, which looks astonishing. ?people. Martial Emperors of the same generation, even warriors whose cultivation level is much higher than Xiao Chen's, would be bowed down on the spot.

But in his eyes, it was nothing more than that, he had already condensed his own heavenly law, and there was a trace of the prestige of a saint in his aura, so he didn't feel afraid at all.

"Interesting, the strange technique of drawing the sword, blending one's own aura and artistic conception into the movement of the sword, but it doesn't seem to be perfect."

The corners of Wu Yuankai's mouth turned up slightly. Although he felt surprised, he didn't feel much pressure, and his expression was extremely relaxed. Cultivated to crush the opponent, he never thought that he would lose to this person.

"Okay, watch me capture you and force out this sword-drawing technique, haha!"

Whoosh!

Stepping forward, Wu Yuankai was going to rush forward in the wind and lightning.

But just half a step forward, he suddenly found that the endlessly distant white figure in front of him jumped out of thirty-four phantoms in a daze.

Each phantom represents a trajectory of the saber, and thirty-four completely different directions of the saber, blocking his front, rear, left, rear, up, down, and up routes one by one.

Shrinking his footsteps, Wu Yuankai stepped back extremely quickly, and there was a dignified expression in his relaxed expression.

Looking forward, the bleak gust of wind kept whistling, the dark clouds above the head were heavy with thunder, and the purple lightning pierced the sky from time to time. The tiny body did not move.

Still hiding his body under the sky and the earth, looking at himself with cold eyes as if thousands of miles away.

"It's strange that the technique of drawing a sword is still so famous."

Wu Yuankai didn't dare to be careless anymore, the color of more than a dozen red light bands behind him suddenly brightened. The light is shining, bright red like blood, and the momentum is like a rainbow, constantly rising.

Xiao Chen secretly thought it was a pity, if this person just now walked up without any scruples.

Using Qingdi's sword-drawing technique, he can instantly hit the careless opponent, and he can take the lead in one fell swoop, and Xiao Chen can control the advance and retreat.

Helpless, this person, cautious and meticulous, just half a step forward, immediately reacted in Xumi, and would not give Xiao Chen such a good opportunity.

In the courtyard, under the confrontation between the two auras, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely oppressive. The strong wind, lightning, blood light, and wailing were all entangled together, and there were dull collision sounds.

Cracking, cracking, the ground cracked little by little, and the cracks, like spider webs, radiated extremely slowly.

Whoosh whoosh!

There are many masters around the inn, and many people immediately sensed the oppressive atmosphere, looked around, and rushed over quickly.

It is not uncommon to fight at night in the chaotic state city, but it is rare to have a duel like this one. It has not started yet, which makes people feel unusual.

"It's definitely not a cat or dog battle, it must be a duel between masters!"

Warriors who come to Huanluo City will not have any good birds. In addition to watching the excitement of the master duel, they may also pick up some unexpected bargains.

Not long after, hundreds of martial artists gathered around Xiao Chen's house, staring at the two people below with fanaticism.

When they saw Wu Yuankai's face clearly, many people's faces were full of panic, and their bodies could not help but take a few steps back.

"He is one of Wu Yuankai Luocheng's ten villains, and the twentieth existence of the evil cultivator gang in the Tianwu domain."

"How could it be him, this old guy, but he hasn't come out of the mountain for a long time."

The two people in the courtyard didn't pay any attention to the hustle and bustle of the outside world. At the moment when their aura reached its peak, Wu Yuankai didn't hesitate to make a decisive move.

Around the body, the red light is thick and frightening, and the heads of countless hideous ghosts rise and fall, opening their huge mouths and screaming with all their strength.

Man-made, all kinds of negative emotions, killing, rage, confusion, sadness, fear, flooded towards Xiao Chen like a tide, and got into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The mighty mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness turned into a golden ocean, reverberating continuously, and a wave and tsunami shattered the impact of these negative emotions.

The terrifying evil spirit did not cause the slightest disturbance to Xiao Chen, the body hidden under the sky and the earth calmly looked at Wu Yuankai who was speeding towards him.

The right hand clasped on the hilt moved after two breaths. In the gust of wind and lightning, the bright light of the knife seemed to span thousands of miles, and it reached in an instant.

boom!

In the dark night, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the house was smashed to pieces by two powerful forces in the blink of an eye.

The ground that had already been cracked was even more unbearable, and it completely collapsed amidst the loud rumbling noise. Thousands of huge rocks flew up into the air continuously, and the scene was in chaos.

Puff!

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, and his figure flew backwards continuously, and huge rocks were continuously smashed into pieces by his body.

Wu Yuankai in the air was motionless, but there was a terrifying knife wound on his chest, and the residual electric light on the wound was still ringing non-stop.

Lei Mang poured into his body, continuously raging, and when the pain came, the corners of Wu Yuankai's mouth twitched slightly, and his two thick eyebrows frowned tightly.

Looking down, looking at the eight-inch long knife wound on his chest that broke through his inner armor, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

At that moment just now, Wu Yuankai's body, in order to avoid the ubiquitous trajectory of the knife, dodged more than 30 times in a row according to Xiao Chen's movements.

I thought that I could see through the trajectory of Xiao Chen's sword, but in the last moment of the fight, he still missed it and was cut by Xiao Chen.

However, his reaction was really quick, and his experienced combat experience made him not panic at all. When the knife light just touched his chest, he slapped Xiao Chen's right shoulder with his palm.

The surging palm force knocked Xiao Chen back suddenly, without giving Xiao Chen the chance to continue to deepen the wound.

The tyrannical palm force has been weakened by 50% to 60% through Xiao Chen's protective essence and the inner defensive light film, but it still hurt Xiao Chen.

If it wasn't for Xiao Chen's physical body, which had already reached the first-level holy body, this palm would probably shatter Xiao Chen's internal organs.

Even if this person's strength is not as good as Bai Wuxue's, it is definitely not far behind.

rub!

Xiao Chen stabilized his figure, stepped on a boulder, leaned forward slightly, held a knife in one hand, and looked at the opponent coldly with sharp eyesight like a soldier's edge.

"Wu Yuankai, you're injured!"

Through the flying boulders, there are many warriors staying on the buildings around the inn. Seeing the scar on Wu Yuankai's chest and the depths of his eyes, there is a flash of surprise in all of them.

"It's strange, who is this kid? At such a young age, he was able to compete with Wu Yuankai and even hurt him."

"Wu Yuankai's cultivation has reached the second stage of semi-holy. The title of top ten villains is not in vain. When will an unknown boy be able to hurt him."

"Haha, this is really a good show. Wu Yuankai has killed people like hemp in the past few decades, and he has robbed a lot of wealth. If there is something wrong, our chance may come."

Some people were surprised, but more people had evil intentions, their eyes were murderous, and they stared at Wu Yuankai with burning eyes.

This is Hunluo City, none of the warriors who came here is a coward. No matter how notorious you are, no one will mind beating the dog if you show signs of weakness and are seriously injured.