Chapter 938: Xuanhe Mirror

People from Xuanshui Palace?

The master of Xuanshuimen had issued a warrant for his arrest in Tianxinghai, so it is not surprising that his disciples came to seek revenge.

The means of hiding the breath should be the water curtain mirror in the hand of the person next to Ji Zong.

Ji Zong was nothing to worry about, he could be wiped out with one move, but the young man next to him and the blue-robed old man from Xuanshuimen were a little troublesome.

However, it's just a little troublesome.

While Xiao Chen was sizing up the opponent, the young man next to Ji Zong was also sizing him up, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

The young man shook his head slightly and said: "The holy body of the third-order peak, comparable to the cultivation of a master-level martial saint, with many treasures around him, and unparalleled luck. It's a pity, it's a pity that you are going to die in the end, and you will die in the hands of my Yao Chen."

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, he had seen a narcissist, but he had never seen such a narcissist, so Di Wuque would not dare to say this.

"People in Xuanshuimen seem to be so arrogant. Let me see how much you weigh."

With a flash of footsteps, a trembling knife sound resounded between the sky and the earth, Xiao Chen's body was glowing like a bright moon, the soul of the knife was added to his body, and the peerless edge overflowed.

He came by the wind, and the overflowing sharpness, under the blessing of the soul of the sword, was like a substance, piercing the space.

Facing the sudden Xiao Chen, Yao Chen frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't move his footsteps. Looking at Xiao Chen with a cold face, the other party is a dead person in his eyes.

The blue-robed old man behind him took a step forward, and after only one step, there was a thunderous sound of water in the inner hall.

The invisible water waves turned into huge pressure, and the air was like water waves, wave after wave, squeezing towards Xiao Chen.

The air was like water, Xiao Chen was like a reflection in the water, his body became blurred. In the shadow of the water, Xiao Chen was struggling, as if he was going backwards, and the distance between Yao Chen and Yao Chen was getting farther and farther.

No, the strength of this old man is at most the level of Mo Huang's two elders, how could he put such a lot of pressure on me.

Xiao Chen analyzed calmly in his heart, glanced at Yao Chen who was standing calmly beside him, and the mirror in his palm that was emitting water light.

A holy river is reflected in the mirror, jumping and roaring like a wild dragon,

Continuously, across the entire world in the mirror.

Mirror!

The problem is in the mirror.

boom!

In the space like water waves, the blue-robed old man raised his hand and punched with ease, meeting Xiao Chen's attack, which was suppressed even by his sharpness, and sent him flying with his fist.

The bones of the body are bouncing, as if they will be crushed by the waves at any time.

Ji Zong said with a smile: "This time my senior brother brought the Xuanhe Mirror, which can summon Xuanhe Phantom, the secret treasure of Xuanshuimen's township religion. Xiao Chen, do you still think my senior brother is arrogant?"

"After killing you, I will become famous all over the world and plunder your luck and treasures. I will take away all the magic weapons in this heavenly palace and achieve my senior brother's supreme dominance."

During the Era of Immortal Dao, there was a river in the Heavenly Court built by the immortals, which was as famous as the Styx River in Nether Purgatory, named Xuanhe.

There are all sorts of mysteries. When the Immortal Era was destroyed, the Xuanhe River broke into several pieces and fell in Kunlun. The predecessor of many famous rivers and rivers was Xuanhe.

The head of Xuanshuimen, in the ancient times, was lucky enough to obtain a piece of Xuanhe whose quality had not dropped too much, and refined it into an emperor-level secret treasure, which gave him some power of the immortal Xuanhe.

If the disciples in the sect hold the Xuanhe mirror, they can summon the phantom of Xuanhe, and display a little of the power of this emperor-level secret treasure.

Under the pressure of Xuanhe Xuying, Xiao Chen couldn't display 50% of his strength. If he hadn't been physically strong, he would have been beaten to death by the blue-robed old man long ago.

Yao Chen was also secretly shocked. His master once said that as long as the Xuanhe mirror is activated, a master-level person can't last ten breaths in it.

Only a great master can break free from it. Xiao Chen is now only at the peak of the middle-rank martial arts, and he can persist for such a long time.

In the heavy water waves, Xiao Chen's whole body was in severe pain, but his heart was like a mirror. He was a swordsman, and he condensed the soul of a sword.

After going through the thunder calamity and the heart calamity, as long as he moves his mind, he can eliminate any disturbing thoughts, fear, cowardice, and panic, and they will not appear on him.

If the soul of the sword is going further and reaches the realm of small success, I can easily break through this phantom of Xuanhe.

If the physical body is going further and reaches the fourth-level holy body, this phantom will not be able to restrain me at all.

It's a pity that it's all a little bit short, which makes these guys so proud.

Could it be that the Lei Yuan that has been kept all along is going to be used here?

His current cultivation base has reached the peak of middle-rank martial saints, and relying on his background in Zi Lei Jue, he can compete with grandmaster-level martial saints.

As long as he breaks the bottleneck of this middle-rank Martial Saint, any phantom of the emperor-level secret treasure can be easily resolved.

Difficultly avoiding the blow of the blue-robed old man, Xiao Chen saw Yao Chen throw a pill into his mouth through the corner of his eyes, through the water-curtain-like space.

With a raised brow, Xiao Chen showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. With Yao Chen's cultivation, he has been urging the Xuanhe Mirror for a long time, and it seems that he is not as calm as he appears on the surface.

In this way, it will be easy to handle!

Running the Azure Dragon Body Cultivation Art, the dragon power in the body suddenly started to work.

Under the suppression of this phantom of Xuanhe, the mobilization of the power of law is restricted, only the energy, which is not restricted, can operate calmly.

The moment Yao Chen swallowed the elixir and was about to digest it was also the moment when Xuanhe phantom was the weakest.

This fleeting opportunity, Xiao Chen roared loudly, the dragon power burned, and he punched the void with a bang.

The power of a dragon, the strength of tens of millions of catties, the burning dragon power, the strength of fifteen million catties, mountains and rivers will be blown up in front of this.

boom!

The Xuanhe River collapsed, and the water curtain in the space swayed violently, forming small space cracks.

Cracks appeared in the Xuanhe Mirror, and the Emperor Treasure retaliated. Yao Chen, who had just swallowed the holy elixir, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

All of a sudden, his body became more relaxed than ever before, and Xiao Chen's aura returned to its peak, wishing he could scream up to the sky and vent his joy.

Sweeping his eyes, he saw the blue-robed old man coming again with the sound of water waves, Xiao Chen shouted coldly: "If you dare to be rampant, get out!"

The soul of the sword is added to the body, and the realm of the perfect sword is raised to the peak. As a sword, it means a sword, and the bright moon rises slowly from behind him.

With a bang, Xiao Chen, who had recovered his strength, sent the blue-robed old man flying backwards with one punch. Endless saber intent shot out from his body, buzzing, and the palace under his feet was shaking.

Some small restrictions around, in front of this knife intent, like bubbles, shattered little by little.

"Go, this kid is too scary, I'll cut it off."

The blue-robed old man wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly said to Yao Chen and Ji Zong.

Yao Chen was pale and weak due to the backlash from Emperor Bao, he made a move of Xuanhe Mirror, a water curtain was formed, and Ji Zong quickly jumped into it.

"You are a dying person, what do you use to break the queen, the reincarnation battle flag, come out!"

Xiao Chen made a move with one hand, and the Samsara battle flag spread out, and the red killing spirit jumped out from the star beads, forming a bloody killing character.

Breaking the old man's martial arts easily, he spat out blood again, and took two steps back.

The off-white characters of extinction and the black characters of death, carrying heavy starlight, bombarded the old man again one after another, completely polishing his vigor.

The word "dead" gathered a strong breath of death, sucking away an unknown amount of vitality from him, and his complexion became more than ten years old.

With a flick of the flag, it pierced through the chest and killed it completely.

The color of the water curtain behind him became lighter and weaker, and Yao Chen's blurred shadow said in a deep voice: "Xiao Chen, just wait, on the day of your grand ceremony of conferring the king, I will definitely bring the Xuanhe mirror and give you a big surprise!"

"Tongue dry."

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to give it away, the stars reunited, the seven stars shone brightly, and the reincarnation flag flew towards Yao Chen at the speed of a meteor.

Yao Chen in the water curtain was taken aback, and quickly pulled Ji Zong who was beside him to stand in front of him.

A scream rang out, the water curtain took Yao Chen away and disappeared, Ji Zong was nailed to the ground by the Samsara flag, holding the flagpole with both hands, dying with regret.

As soon as the battle was over, Xiao Chen's heart relaxed, and he felt exhausted, and the injuries that had been suppressed by Xuanhe's phantom before were revived like a violent storm.

After taking away the space rings of the two, Xiao Chen took out a ninth-grade healing medicine from Mr. Qin's collection, swallowed it, and began to recover from his injuries.

With his physical strength, within half an hour, as long as no one disturbs him, he will be able to return to his full glory.

If it wasn't for the sacred healing medicines, they would all be given to Ye Chen, and the recovery would be much faster.

Just when Xiao Chen recovered from his injuries by 80%, Master Jiu, who saw the situation was not going well, ran back in a hurry and said, "Brother Xiao, brother Xiao, that guy Ye Chen is about to be played to death by Di Wuque!" gone."

Eyes opened suddenly, Xiao Chen shot a bright light in his eyes, he noticed that Master Jiu was talking about playing, not fighting.

The difference of one word is two different endings. ()