Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Towering

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Just as he was thinking wildly, something flew in front of him, he took it casually and took a look, it was Xiao Chen's victory card, with a bright purple skull on it, dazzled people's eyes, Xia Feng wondered if he had read it wrong up.

"You...Old Ghost Black Stone, you actually... were killed by you, it's impossible." He was shocked, and looked at Xiao Chen in disbelief.

Xiao Chen paused every word, and said as forcefully as a blade: "Bright purple skull, with 10,000 military exploits, you must kill a top-rank martial saint. The martial arts medal is personally forged by the Martial God Palace, and it is guaranteed to be replaced, you little island Lord, dare you believe it or not!"

"You even dare to doubt the merit cards cast by the Martial God Palace. It's really treasonous. Watch me capture you and teach you a lesson for your master."

Xiao Chen took a step forward and wanted to rush towards Qing Huanghou Xia Feng, but Qin Wu, one of the three persons in charge on the island, hurriedly stopped him and said, "Xiao Chen, how about this matter, you kill the old ghost Black Stone and go away. It's not that I was absent from the report for no reason, not only did I pass by, but I made a contribution, I will accompany you on this matter on behalf of Island Master Xia."

When Xia Feng heard that Xiao Chen didn't want to let him go, seeing the other party's sharpness, he felt a bit of fear, and seeing the genuine bright purple skull on the battle medal, he knew that this matter could not be resolved, so he couldn't help hesitating.

Seeing what Qin Wu said at this moment, and getting a step up, he immediately said: "I am wrong about this matter, I can use the authority of the island owner to give you Haotianzong disciples, each of you will record 500 combat points."

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and sucked his combat merit cards over, and said coldly: "The disciples of the Haotian School are all elites, and they don't need you to donate their military achievements, they will be handed out with both hands. Since you admit your mistake, what happened today , I won’t delve into it with you, just do it yourself.”

With the other party's low profile, Xiao Chen has no intention of continuing to be unreasonable, and this matter is still a bit strange, so it needs to be done slowly.

"That's right, our military exploits don't need alms from you, the little island owner."

"A small island owner also regards himself as a person, and with 500 points of military exploits, we are beggars."

A group of disciples of the younger generation of Haotianzong didn't buy Xia Feng's account at all. With Xiao Chen here, his waist was straight and he spoke with full of air.

The little island owner screamed, letting Qing Huanghou Xia Feng, whose hot face was pressed against his cold ass, blushed in embarrassment, but he didn't dare to attack, it was so funny to look at.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, and led them out of the lobby after the group of juniors had had enough trouble.

Seeing a group of people swaggering, there was also the Martial Saint Manyuelou who wrote jokes before, and there was a lot of envy in his eyes.

Feng Xingsheng sighed, not seeing each other for two years, Xiao Chen's strength has not regressed at all, but has grown astonishingly, completely comparable to the top talents in the Starry Sky Silver Lake.

When he made a move, he had a special demeanor, he couldn't say what kind of demeanor it was. But he could feel that that demeanor not only had the demeanor of an elder, so that the disciples of the same sect would not be wronged in the slightest.

Furthermore, they have the self-confidence of a peerless powerhouse, so that the morale of these disciples of the younger generation of the Haotian School is high, and the blood is not incessant.

Look at the group of mature elders behind him, Feng Xing?

But if you want to win battles, you can't compare with Xiao Chen's gang. The reason is him. Because he doesn't have Xiao Chen's demeanor, he doesn't have the invincible self-confidence that he gives to his disciples.

"Island Master Xia, if there is nothing important, I will also leave."

Feng Xingsheng bid farewell to Xia Feng with his hands in his hands, and left the hall in good time with a group of Martial Saints from Manyuelou.

After everyone left, only Xia Feng and the yellow-robed old man were left in the lobby.

Looking at the bloody arm of the yellow-robed old man, who has not yet recovered, Xia Feng sighed: "This time, it seems that there is really a trouble."

"Brother Xia, what are you afraid of? I sent you a voice transmission earlier and took this son down in one fell swoop in the hall. Why don't you listen to me and let him go for nothing." The old man in yellow robe said indignantly.

Xia Feng showed a thoughtful look, and said: "You think it's easy, this kid beat you with one punch, it's not just because you underestimated the enemy."

"Then what to do, this breath, you can swallow it, but I can't swallow it."

Xia Feng's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he sneered: "I didn't plan to just let him go so easily, now it's very difficult to catch him in the open, but I have my own way to deal with him, when the time comes Make him beg for mercy in front of me like a dog."

The old man in yellow robe rolled his eyes and said, "What does Brother Xia mean?"

"Quiet!" Xia Feng said cautiously, and said with sinister eyes: "Wait, let him dance around for a few days, I will slap him to death."

In the camp where the Haotianzong was located on Qinghuang Island, Xiao Chen reached out and touched the eyebrows of Jinlin, Xian'er, and Liu Ke, refining the death energy in the three people with the power of thunder one after another.

"This old guy is really ruthless. If you procrastinate with the death spirit in your body, you will be in trouble."

Xiao Chen withdrew his hands, and said to the three of them that their complexions had obviously improved a lot.

Jin Lin laughed loudly, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother Xiao Chen, was that old Heishi ghost really killed by you?"

Liu Ke and Xian'er also asked quickly, the three of them were no match for that old Heishi ghost together, but they have personally experienced how powerful each other is.

Xiao Chen got up and said: "Old Ghost Heishi is not an overly powerful high-rank martial saint, what is difficult to deal with is the three specially refined underworld fire demon corpses in his hands, otherwise he is nothing among warriors of the same level "

"My physical body has reached the peak of the third-order holy body, and I am not afraid of his underworld fire demon corpse with the Dao of the sword. [,!], so it is easy to kill."

The three of them listened to Xiao Chen's understatement, but they didn't believe it. They were all secretly admired in their hearts. In the lobby earlier, the scene of the long hair flying and the white clothes was like a heavenly man, but it deeply impressed the three of them.

The moment he took a step, there seemed to be endless rays of light shining from Xiao Chen's body, like the brightest sword in the world.

"The three of you don't need to belittle yourself like this. If you cooperate well, don't be greedy for merit. With the three of you, you can definitely fight the old ghost Heishi who has no magic stiffness. This time I deliberately didn't make a move just to give you a lesson."

It has long been seen that these three people are a little impatient, and it is useless to say that there is no lesson to say, and it is undoubtedly very convincing to say it at this time.

The three of them lowered their heads in embarrassment. After Xiao Chen said this, they wanted to refute but couldn't find words to refute.

Pulling out a chart in his hand, Xiao Chen gathered the three of them together, pointed to some of the charts occupied by the corpse clan and said: "After the corpse clan harassed this time, it may be quiet for a while, and you just took advantage of this Victory over time."

"In front of Xia Feng, I uttered big words. If I don't get any military achievements, it will be ridiculous. This chaos is not just a chance for a genius. Although my reputation is temporarily unknown, there is no guarantee that it will be all over the world in the future. fame."

Hearing Xiao Chen talking about serious matters, his expression became serious, Jinlin's blood was burning, and he said: "Then Xia Feng always calls himself a Qing Huanghou, with one hundred thousand military exploits, this time I must also get one hundred thousand marquis. "

Liu Ke and Xian'er, however, laughed softly and knew how to brag.

Xiao Chen also smiled, the most promising of the three is Jin Lin, who is talented, sharp and aggressive, but not mature enough, with a little polishing, he will surely achieve something.

"You three lead the team. You can go to these islands to harass every afternoon when the spirit of death is at its weakest, but you must remember to accept it as soon as you see it. When I came back, I checked the surrounding sea area by the way. Do as I say, and you'll be fine."

Then he pointed to several other islands, and said: "Don't go to these islands, because there are high-rank martial saints sitting there. When I can go, I will tell you."

Yan Dao pointed out the three people's previous battles, and pointed out their own shortcomings. After a long time, the three people left happily.

Xiao Chen was the only one left in the house, and a tripod appeared from a ring in his hand. The body of the tripod was carved with dragons and phoenixes, which was lifelike. Inside the tripod was burning a raging purple fire, and in the middle of the flame was a smooth egg like white jade.

The tripod is the dragon and phoenix tripod, the fire is the purple thunder fire with greatly increased power, and the egg is naturally the golden black egg.

It takes a trace of the source of the real fire of the sun to hatch the golden black egg. Xiao Chen doesn't have the ability yet. However, the real fire of Zilei is also the flame of Zhigang Zhiyang, and it should have some effect if it is hatching with its source .

Xiao Chen took a closer look, after a year and a half of Zilei True Fire Charm cultivation, there were indeed some cracks in the white jade-like eggshell, but they were as thin as hair and undetectable.

I don't know how much time it will take to actually hatch the Golden Crow's egg, but at last there is some hope, which makes people think a little bit.

Putting away the Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron, Xiao Chen paced around the room, carefully deliberating about the conflict with Xia Feng in the hall during the day, and after finishing, he strengthened his guess even more.

Everything in the world is a word of benefit, either self-interest or benefit others, how can there be hatred for no reason.

The third line of defense of Longmuxing Martial God Palace is mainly composed of three islands, Qinghuang Island, White Emperor Island, and Black Emperor Island.

At this time, Bai Wuxue and Ximen Bao were drinking and chatting on Heihuang Island. Ximen Leopard took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Brother Bai, this time I really showed my power. The snow is all over the country with one hand. Those demons of the corpse clan They were all frozen into shards of ice, and the people on the island looked dumbfounded."

Bai Wuxue was proud in her heart, but she said with a modest smile: "They are all ghost-level monsters, and they are nothing in the eyes of real experts. Since the descendants of Bone King and Underworld Fire King have come, they must also bring A holy-level demon zombie."

Ximen Leopard knew what to say at this time, toasted a glass of wine and said: "Hey, brother Bai is humble, he killed a dozen middle-rank martial saints, and he gained three thousand points of military exploits in one fell swoop, who can compare, this time he will definitely be able to seal king."

Heihuangdao, like Qinghuangdao, was also attacked. Bai Wuxue was really powerful and terrifying. With the inheritance of the Snow Clan, she had a thorough understanding and killed many devil zombies and high-grade martial saints.

Bai Wuxue took a sip of wine, but did not answer, one hundred thousand princes, one million kings. The three saint sons have not yet been crowned kings in the Martial God Palace, he still has a little self-knowledge, but he beat all the heroes and won hundreds of thousands Still very confident in combat.