Chapter 658 What Kind of Knife Is That

"This……"

Chen Wenhui took two steps back in shock, and hurriedly looked around, but did not see any suspicious figures appearing.

— Where did this knife come from?

And Chen Mingxuan, in the mood of shock and fear, stretched out his hand and grasped the fiery long knife in front of him without thinking.

As soon as he grabbed the handle of the knife, he felt an incomparably surging fire power contained in the blade.

At the same time, the knife was like a living thing. After being held by him, it seemed to produce a tremor feedback that recognized him.

'This knife is extraordinary! '

Although Chen Mingxuan didn't know much about goods, he instinctively knew that this knife was no small matter.

"It seems that this knife likes you very much, and it is indeed suitable for you. Try injecting spiritual power, and you will have a second surprise."

At this moment, a voice that no one else could hear quietly entered Chen Mingxuan's ears.

Hearing this at first, he was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look around.

But no one was seen.

But that voice was obviously very familiar.

"Don't look, it's me. I'm back. I've seen what happened just now. If Chen Wenhui dares to say that you are Chen Xinghe's descendant in vain, then you take this knife and let him take a closer look."

The familiar voice rang in my ears again.

This was Chen Jing's voice. Although he didn't know why he couldn't be seen at this moment, Chen Mingxuan was sure that Chen Jing had indeed returned.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Chen Mingxuan suddenly smiled. He opened his mouth and replied, "Okay."

When he tried to inject his own spiritual power into the knife, but just after the spiritual power was poured in, there was a bang on the body of the knife, and a raging flame burst out, extremely hot.

The temperature on the knife's body approached nearly a thousand degrees in just a short moment.

The surrounding trees were obviously separated by three or four meters, and at this time, they were also showing signs of decay and withering under the scorching temperature.

The bluestone bricks on the ground were also almost melted and turned black.

"Come, come again."

With a new knife in hand, Chen Mingxuan rushed forward, and with a distance of ten meters, he tried to slash away with one knife.

Boom boom boom boom~~~~~~~~~~

A series of real flame explosions occurred in the fierce flames, and the scorching temperature was wrapped with raging fire waves, which turned the world upside down, sweeping like a dragon.

With a roar, he rushed towards Chen Wenhui.

Chen Wenhui was shocked, and fanned the hurricane with his iron fan, trying to force the astonishing flames away.

But how can the wind put out the fire?

Not only can't it be destroyed, but the fan gets bigger and bigger, engulfing him more and more.

But in the end he was nimble. With the iron bridge skill, his upper body drooped, and he rotated 60 degrees close to the ground, and dodged sideways.

Then, with the Xiaoyao Fan, he slapped on the ground and used his strength to turn over and stand up.

Although he was not injured by the fire, his hair and clothes had been burned to pieces just now. Especially the hair, when I touched the top of the head, almost half of it was lost.

"What kind of knife is that?" Chen Wenhui asked in surprise.

The other elders were also puzzled, what kind of knife was that?

From the sky!

When did the Chen family have such a knife?

Chen Mingxuan, who had a mere success in refining qi, after getting this knife, could force Chen Wenhui, who was a master of refining qi, into extreme embarrassment with any power he could use casually. What kind of power is this?

Several elders had fiery colors in their eyes. Want to possess, want to snatch!

Even Chen Wenqiao and Chen Wenhui are no exception.

"Who cares about my knife, as long as it can deal with you."

Chen Mingxuan's heart beat faster at this moment, and he really saw the second surprise that Chen Jing said.

'This knife is too fierce. With this knife, who am I afraid of? '

You must know that this saber is a psychic weapon. Back in the Penglai Underground Palace, Chen Jing, who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, didn't dare to bear it.

And among all the psychic weapons in the Penglai Underground Palace, this knife definitely ranks in the top three.

A psychic weapon can be called psychic, which means that it is in the weapon and can be regarded as a foundation-building level.

Although Chen Mingxuan's realm is low, but with this saber in his hand, at least below the Foundation Establishment level, he is absolutely invincible.

"Come on, it doesn't matter if you go together."

Chen Mingxuan was extremely excited, and also a little swollen, he rushed forward, opening and closing his sword skills.

The scalding temperature engulfed the sword wind and fire dragon, flying around.

Chen Wenhui only parried twice with the iron fan before retreating.

Looking at the iron fan again, not only was it missing a hole, but it was also melted and deformed.

And his hands also had a burnt smell.

The more Chen Mingxuan fought, the more excited he became, like a bull in heat, he danced the Liangyi knife like an old man throwing cakes.

But even so, the elders of the Chen family still couldn't get close to him.

——Because of that knife, the temperature is too high.

"Form an formation and trap him."

I don't know who shouted, and the elders reacted belatedly.

That's right, although that knife was terrifying, Chen Mingxuan's realm was very low.

As long as he forms an formation to trap him, even if he has a sword, he will be useless.

"Wutu Dragon Trapping Formation!"

The three elders whose destiny belongs to the earth teamed up to form an formation, with eighteen jade tokens as the eyes of the formation. After throwing them out, the three of them joined hands and stamped them on the ground.

whoosh whoosh~~~~~

Eighteen rays of light spread and form a formation, covering a huge area.

After the three elders shouted, the area covered by this formation began to shake, like a swamp, trying to sink people.

This formation is called the trapping dragon formation, which means that even the dragon can be trapped. What's more, people?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

Chen Mingxuan couldn't stand stably, and he didn't care what happened, he gritted his teeth and chopped at random.

Under his rampage, the dragon trap formed by the three elders was torn apart by him indiscriminately.

The commotion outside was getting louder and louder, and it finally attracted the attention of those in the conference hall, Chen Xiuyue.

Chen Xiuyue was discussing with others the future direction and decision-making of the Chen family, as well as the distribution of benefits.

As for Chen Wenyou's previous departure, he didn't take it seriously because he knew that Chen Wenyou couldn't leave.

With Chen Wenhui and Chen Wenqiao making the move, even the three Chen Wenyou combined would not be able to get out of Ghost Valley today.

However, the movement ahead has not stopped since Chen Wenyou left.

And getting bigger and bigger.

This made people like Chen Xiuyue unhappy.

What happened to Chen Wenqiao and Chen Wenhui?

Can't get another Chen Wenyou for so long?

But as soon as they walked outside, they felt an astonishing heat wave blowing towards their faces, and then saw Chen Mingxuan breaking through the trapping dragon formation like a mad bull.

As soon as he jumped out, he swung the horizontal knife, and a fire dragon ran across, cutting an elder who was in the formation into two pieces on the spot.

The fire knife swung continuously, and the heat waves outside rolled one after another, scorching hot.

Chen Wenqiao and Chen Wenhui couldn't hold back, so they had to retreat again and again, in a panic.

Chen Xiuyue's old cheeks trembled violently twice, but his eyes burst into light, and he suddenly shouted: "What kind of knife is that?"

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