Chapter 936: Too Many People Want Me to Die

( ) People in the inner palace wanted to kill him out of ten, and Xiao Chen was also prepared, but he didn't expect that the first one he faced would be the second elder Mo Huang who had beaten him and fled in embarrassment.

In the sword array, the black sword energy roared and roared away. The two elders, Mo Huang, each had a secret treasure suspended above their heads, which resisted the attacks of these death sword qi.

On the head of the old man in sackcloth was a red flame fan. Xiao Chen had experienced the power of this fan before. With one fan, the color of the world changed, and the flames burned across the sky.

The strength of the two of them is only a line behind the grand master, the power of the top king-level secret treasure. It can be used 100% of the time, compared with ordinary master-level martial saints who can only display the power of ordinary king-level secret treasures, there is a huge difference.

The secret treasure of the middle-aged man is a bloody military seal, which collects many military souls and heroic spirits, and develops a powerful killing aura, which is even more powerful when combined with his own military killing fist.

Both of their natal king-level secret treasures are not defensive secret treasures, and they can only use offense against attack. In the face of the attack of the sword energy of death, one cannot let go, and always have to devote one's mind to resist the sword energy.

If there is a powerful defensive secret treasure, the power of the life secret treasure can be used to subdue the white wings, instead of struggling as much as it is now.

Whoosh!

The white wings, like living things, flapped lightly. Countless bright and clean feathers fell down, sprinkled pieces of crystal light, and threw Mohuang and Elder Mohuang aside at once.

"hateful!"

A trace of anger flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and he punched out with endless killing intent. The pieces of sword energy flying towards him were shattered with a bang.

But the sword energy was endless, and the position where the white wings led the two of them was a catastrophe point in the formation. After stepping down, endless sword energy rushed in.

Like a ferocious death army, rolling and overwhelming, both of them had hallucinations in their eyes, and they were trapped in the ancient Styx battlefield.

Xiao Chen, who was hiding in a small restriction, was ready to seize the treasure with a flick of his heart. But when Linmen stepped out, he felt four powerful auras, and his steps retracted.

"Hahaha, the Mohuang elders who are well-known in Xuanyu are nothing more than that. We, the Black Mountain Four Thieves, took this top-notch king-level magic weapon."

In the death sword formation, four old men jumped into it. The leader was full of spirit, with a red complexion and black hair, and was wearing a big black long-sleeved robe.

His cultivation base is unpredictable, no worse than Mo Huang's two elders, and the other three elders are a little worse.

But they all have the cultivation base of a master-level martial saint, and each of them holds a high-quality king-level secret treasure in their hands, which wipes out the flying death sword energy one by one.

Master Jiu, who was shrunk in the restraint, said solemnly: "These four old fellows are here."

Xiao Chen sighed lightly and said, "You know him?"

"Hehe, I haven't seen it, but most of the casual cultivators in the Chaos Realm have heard of these four old guys. Their boss, Meng Bai, ranks in the top 20 on the list of evil cultivators in the Chaos Realm. Stick method, I don’t know how many souls will be killed by knocking to death.”

Chaos Realm is the home of evil cultivators in the world, and Mengbai's ability to rank in the top 20 on the list of evil cultivators must be extraordinary.

Xiao Chen secretly calculated in his heart, if only Mo Huang and his elders were alone, he would still be able to kill people and seize treasures, but the Four Black Mountain Pirates came again, so he had to plan carefully.

Let's just wait and see what happens, Xiao Chen's eyes are murderous and introverted, and his consciousness is gathered in his eyes. Through the layers of death and death sword energy, one can have a panoramic view of the situation of the sword formation.

boom!

Although Mo Huang and Elder were caught in the illusion of robbery and killing, they were not ignorant of the situation outside. Feeling the attack of a powerful enemy, instead of hiding their strength, they exerted their strength one after another, urged the secret treasures, broke through the phantom formation and killed them in one fell swoop.

"Meng Bai, you old man, you dare to snatch the treasure from our second Mo Huang, are you getting impatient?"

The middle-aged man was extremely hot-tempered, and when he jumped out, he punched the army of heroic spirits in the blood-colored army seal, and with a military killing punch, he blasted away like a thousand troops coming.

Meng Bai chuckled, didn't stop, and still grabbed towards the white wings.

His three companions flew forward, and each used their own means to gather the strength of the three of them to stop the overbearing punch of the middle-aged man.

The bloody heroic spirits scattered out of the sword formation, and the death sword energy floating in the air was easily shattered into pieces.

The nine black long swords that made up the sword array vibrated slightly, showing how domineering the punch was.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. He fixed his eyes on one of the black long swords, took a few glances, and then slowly moved away.

Seeing that Meng Bai was about to successfully grab the white wings, a giant flaming hand that was slowly and realistically textured fell from the sky and slapped Meng Bai fiercely.

Boom!

Mengbai cursed, and a two-meter-long black demon-slaying stick appeared in his hand. With a shock in the air, the giant flaming hand turned into countless flames.

The old man in sackcloth held a flame fan, smiled slightly, and stood in front of Mengbai: "Brother Mengbai, after ten years of separation, you have become more vicious, and now you even dare to snatch the belongings of our Mo Huang two elders."

A fierce light flashed in Mengbai's eyes, and he said with a sinister smile: "Dog, ten years ago, I was beaten like a dog in Xuanyu by you. Now I will beat you to the knees and beg for mercy!"

With a flash of his figure, a stick descended from the sky, and behind Mengbai appeared a monstrously huge ancient Buddhist King Kong with a ferocious face and angry expression.

Facing the old man in sackcloth, he grinned and roared, and with a roar, the sword energy of death was shattered one after another.

The old man in sackcloth held the flame fan calmly, and with a light swipe, nine hundred and ninety-nine flame hurricanes roared out, blocking the sky-shattering stick of Fumo King Kong.

Whether it is the "momentum" of burning clouds, or the "momentum" of subduing demons derived from Mengbai, they are almost perfect and have great power.

Under the confrontation between the two forces, the nine long swords buzzed and trembled.

The battle was fierce, but the eyes of the two, but the eyes of everyone, were staring at the white wings all the time.

Suddenly, somewhere nearby, an old man jumped out, wanting to take advantage of the chaos and seize the treasure.

Taking advantage of the upsurge of killing both sides, he carried a defensive secret treasure, and chased after Yu Yi with ease, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to grab it.

boom!

The two sides in the battle stopped at the same time, and all kinds of heaven-level martial arts and king-level secret treasure attacks rushed forward like a torrent of waterfalls, and the old man didn't even have time to say a word.

The king-level secret treasure of body protection was shattered, and the body was blasted into a bloody light, and the death sword gust swept away, swallowing its life essence.

Both parties are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years and have already become spirits. They both know that they are in this inner hall, and they don't know when. Just met one person who jumped out and took advantage of it for nothing.

With the battle reaching such a point, both sides naturally don't want this to happen. If someone jumps out and wants to take advantage of it, it is foreseeable that the two parties will definitely make a move in tacit understanding, and the future one will be smashed into scum.

Master Jiu's heart was pounding when he saw it, and he said, "It's really cruel that a master-level martial sage who was calling the wind and rain outside just died like this. Fortunately, Master Jiu didn't rush in just now."

Xiao Chen's face was solemn, and he also felt a little tricky. Unless he was a martial saint at the level of a grand master, or had an equal number of people, it would be difficult to have a chance to jump in and snatch the treasure.

It's not easy to be a fisherman, especially in front of a group of mature old monsters. If you are not careful, you will die without a whole body, and there will be no redemption.

"Brother Xiao, let's go and try our luck inside." The death of a master-level martial sage just now terrified Master Jiu.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said nothing, he couldn't pass the level in front of him, if he walked in, how could he gain anything.

In the inner hall, there are a total of ten powerful restrictions, and the competition in each place is extremely fierce.

Looking at the mummified corpses all over the ground in the sword formation ahead, one can imagine what kind of fight Mo Huang and his elders have gone through to survive until now.

Going forward, those masters who can survive are definitely not much worse than Mo Huang's two elders, and it is even possible that they are stronger.

Buzz buzz!

Once again, there was a fierce confrontation in the formation, the Fumo King Kong roared, and the shadow of the stick was like a mountain, sweeping across all directions, hurricanes of flames, splitting Wei Wei trembling.

The nine long swords vibrated violently again, buzzing, emitting terrifying black sword energy.

"It's now!"

Xiao Chen's eyes were fixed, and he punched out, smashing the restrictions around him, and stepping on a beam of thunder soared into the sky.

As fast as a fright, his target is not the white wings, but the black death sword that exists like a king in the sword array and commands the other eight swords.

Xiao Chen rushed straight to the sword, only took one look at the white wing on the other side, and ignored it.

Taking advantage of the loophole, by the time others noticed him, his right hand had already firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Xiao Chen!"

A white figure, long fluttering hair, a blue sea emperor turban on his forehead, and delicate and stern facial features. The familiar attire immediately made Mo Huang's elders recognize Xiao Chen, and the flames of anger and murderous aura suddenly ignited in their eyes.

The middle-aged man saw Xiao Chen holding the black death sword, and laughed loudly: "Idiot, the breath of death in this sword can instantly kill all warriors except ghost clan and corpse clan."

Seeing Xiao Chen's appearance, the old man in sackcloth wanted to get rid of Meng Bai and get rid of him as soon as he wanted to kill him. But as soon as he saw Xiao Chen holding the hilt of the sword of death recklessly, he sneered and stood upright.

"He is Xiao Chen."

The four black mountain thieves stopped at the same time, and they also turned their attention to this influential figure in the Kunlun world. After half a year, he will be the descendant of Emperor Qing who will be crowned king.

The eyes fell on the fairy ring in Xiao Chen's left hand, all of them had greedy eyes, looked at Xiao Chen, and felt that the other party was a treasure house in human form.

It has long been known in the world that the Three Holy Lands do not support Xiao Chen, and now that killing Xiao Chen will not only get the treasure on his body, but also use its head to receive rewards from various sects.

He can also achieve his own prestige, think about it, once the descendants of the Qing Emperor beheaded, once it is spread, what a glory it will be.

"Our Black Mountain Four Pirates took his head!" Mengbai grinned, and the hideous and ugly Fumo King Kong behind him also showed a terrifying smile.