Chapter 1789 Fatty Dies
The green flame turned into a faint green light, which was as cold as the eyes of the god of death.
In an instant, it was like six active volcanoes erupting in the void at the same time. The magma was rubbing in the air, and the sizzling sound made Xia Shan and Fatty tremble.
Fatty's wooden barrier fist was like a tiger coming out of the mountain to catch the "light of death" coming towards him.
boom……
The green fist intention of Mulei Fist collided with the green fire of Fire Palm in the void, like two giant dragons in a stalemate. In the blink of an eye, the battle was filled with flying sand and rocks, filling the enclosed space.
It's like a fairy scattering flowers, except this time it's dust instead of flowers. Neither of them could see their eyes blocked by the wind and sand, and they were both immersed in this fierce life-and-death battle...
"Hmph! Zi, yes you have hidden your strength! The sixth level Taoist master has no sect and no sect, yes! If you were in our Qinghu Sect, you would be considered a first-class talent! It's just a pity that you have no chance to become a talent! "
When the fat man saw the scorching heat released from the green flames of Chen Xuan's fire palm, he laughed and said quietly in a suppressed voice.
"hehe!"
Chen Xuanjie smiled and was noncommittal.
What?
He is actually a sixth-level Taoist master! There was a look of surprise in Xia Shan's sleepy eyes, and then there was a cold light! No matter which one of them is alive, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep them! It has to be designed to get rid of it!
For the first time, Xia Shan felt that Chen Xuan's danger did not only come from his state of mind, but that his strength seemed to be as evil as his state of mind!
boom……
The green light of the Fire Palm and the fist intention of the Mulei Fist once again exploded in the air, like a huge mountain exploding.
The dust particles and fallen leaves that were suddenly flying on the surface were burned to ashes by the scorching flames and murderous fists. Scattered on Chen Xuan's white robe and Fatty's golden armor.
"Die!"
The fat man moved towards Chen Xuan like a vicious wolf pouncing on his prey! Chen Xuan's figure was like a cunning and agile snake, and he missed the fat man's fat body with one step.
The fat man's punch seemed to hit cotton!
"Shuzi is arrogant!"
When the fat man saw Chen Xuan's agility, he became furious and couldn't help but roar.
The cold light in his eyes was like a tiger seeing itself being played by a mouse!
boom……
The green flames in Chen Xuan's left palm burned again, and the brilliant fire light illuminated the entire cave.
"Hmph! The disciples of the Qinghu Sect are just like this! They can't even enter my young master's body! Let's look at my young master's strength!"
laugh!
The fire of the Fire Palm seemed to be able to ignite the entire valley. Xia Shan did not expect that Chen Xuan, who seemed to him like an ant, had such abnormal strength.
He had long known that Chen Xuan had discovered that he was still awake, so he simply stared at the fight with his eyes wide open and held his breath!
"Go to hell!"
The murderous intent in Chen Xuan's hoarse voice made both Fatty and Xia Shan feel horrified.
It's so scary, is it murderous! This is something they have never experienced in the Qinghu Sect's martial arts competition!
boom……
Chen Xuan followed the shadow, and with lightning speed he was in front of the fat man.
What a fast movement!
The fat man's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately tried his best!
Chen Xuan is too terrible. If he continues like this, he will have no other way out but death! The fat man roared fiercely in his heart!
The punch intention of Mulei Quan was like a stone breaking, and it was pushed directly towards Chen Xuan!
Chen Xuan smiled coldly, and the green fire of the fire palm captured the wooden barrier like a dragon coming out of the sea.
boom……
In an instant, the top of the cave within the barrier exploded, and the living water in the cave turned into boiling water. In an instant, it turned into water vapor in the air and dispersed in the void within the barrier...
The giant ginseng tree hundreds of miles outside the cave was first blasted up from the ground by the fist of Mulei Quan, and then burned to ashes by the scorching heat of the Fire Palm, and then turned into thick gray smoke that continued to pour into the cave. within.
These creatures are like innocent souls looking for a trick on the culprit of this war.
Suddenly, the hot flames of the fire palm burst out again, and the air where Chen Xuan passed by with the scorching green flames was filled with crackling and exploding sounds.
That figure was as flexible as a dragon and was right behind the fat man!
With one palm, it hit the fat man's punching hand. The fire-refining palm was like a cattail leaf fan, as if it thought the fat man's right arm was a fly, and fell down boldly!
The fat man had just used his last punch, and his fist moved with the wind, rushing towards Chen Xuan like the wind!
He didn't even realize what was going on...
Poof!
In an instant, blood surged like a column, and large swaths of blood were scattered across the land beneath their feet like raindrops in the sky.
Ahhh!
The fat man felt a tearing pain in his right arm, as if he had been stabbed hard in the heart by a sharp knife. The pale face and bright red blood were simultaneously imprinted on the fat man's golden armor.
And the right arm that was cut off by Chen Xuan's fire palm was burned fiercely, and there was actually the smell of barbecue. The fat man, who had only eaten wild fruits tonight, felt his index finger moving. But when the fat man thought that it was his arm, he vomited crazily!
"You... Devil! Devil!"
The fat man howled crazily, his strong desire to survive overshadowing the pain he was suffering!
Chen Xuan's expression did not change at all, even though the white robe was covered with the fat man's blood. That cold face seemed to prove that Chen Xuan was not only cold-faced, but also had a heart as cold as the ghost fire in the underworld!
The fat man saw that Chen Xuan had no intention of letting him go, and he couldn't help but sweat!
What should I do? I don't want to die yet!
"I am the disciple of the Ninth Elder of Qinghu Sect. If you kill me... the Ninth Elder will not let you go!"
The fat man was already panicking and began to implicate the Ninth Elder. Although if the Ninth Elder knew that the fat man had offended a talisman maker, he would not be able to protect himself, let alone himself as a registered disciple.
"Oh? Really?"
Chen Xuan's cold face with a mocking sneer was very abrupt!
"Xiashan! Xiashan, wake up! I know you are awake, you bastard! Why don't you come to help me?"
The fat man yelled madly at Xiashan outside the barrier. It was like a vicious dog, making its last struggle at the moment of being beaten to death by its owner. Xiashan's eyes widened, and even his mouth opened wide, but he didn't dare to make any sound like a wooden man.
Watching like this, the fat man found that Xiashan didn't seem to want to help him!
Humph!
Chen Xuan snorted coldly, murderous, and spoke faintly.
"Why didn't you think of this when you wanted to kill me? I have no grudges against you! But you have tried to kill me many times today! How can I keep you?"
Chen Xuan's cold voice, like the judge of the underworld, echoed in the empty valley, and Xiashan felt his blood trembling again with every word and every note when he heard this voice.
"The ninth elder of Qinghu Gate! Humph! I don't care what elder he is, even if he is Wang Laozi, you will die today!"
Chen Xuan's words made Xiashan feel that the blood in his body seemed to have stopped flowing, and his heartbeat seemed to have reached his throat.
Xiashan stared with his eyes, and those eyes seemed to have been used by Xiashan as copper bells. If he continued to stare, Chen Xuan would doubt whether his eye sockets would suddenly burst and his eyeballs would fall off!
After about half a moment of silence, the fat man seemed to suddenly remember something and grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Right! I... I'll tell you... son!"
The fat man couldn't even speak clearly because of excessive blood loss, but he seemed to have a trump card in his hand and was very arrogant when he spoke.
Chen Xuan didn't rush to kill him, his evil lips rose, waiting for this ant to make the final struggle!
Humph!
"I'm not afraid to tell you even if I'm on the verge of life and death! I'm the liaison between the Ninth Elder of Qinghu Sect and Jianghe Da Rao of Xueshan Sect! If I die, hehe..."
The fat man seemed to remember the death-free gold medal given to him by the Ninth Elder! If it weren't for this job, how could a registered disciple possibly learn the Xuan-level exercises? How could he get such a different look from the Ninth Elder?
Day and night guidance and elixir conditioning, even the treatment exceeded that of the purple-robed young man Xiashan, the direct disciple!
"Oh? Xueshan Sect?"
Chen Xuan's face was even more murderous, this time Chen Xuan was really touched. If the fat man hadn't mentioned the Snow Mountain Sect, maybe he would have had a quick death, but now the devil in Chen Xuan's heart was really called out.
The sharp cold light made the Xiashan outside the barrier begin to doubt whether the gentleman Chen Xuan who was smiling yesterday was really the same person as the one in front of him?
"Yes! Snow Mountain Sect, are you afraid? If you are afraid, help me up quickly! I will give the ninth master a blow and give you a quick death!"
The fat man thought that the name he reported really scared Chen Xuan, and he couldn't help but feel very proud...
"Why don't you have another trump card? Why is it the Snow Mountain Sect? In fact, no matter what the trump card is, you will die today!
But since it's the Snow Mountain Sect... don't blame me, Chen Xuan, for being ruthless!"
The green flame burned again in the palm of Chen Xuan's left hand, and the green light seemed to ignite the air. The green smoke that slowly emerged made the fat man shudder. What's going on? Isn't Chen Xuan, this wild boy, afraid of the Snow Mountain Sect?
Bang...
The green flame in Chen Xuan's palm moved with his palm, and his palm was like a bloodthirsty knife, slashing at the fat man's other arm. The arm was broken, and a large amount of blood gushed out again. Chen Xuan's palm seemed to be a sharp knife with flames!
He chopped the fat man's body with a knife, and the fat man's whole body seemed to be chopped into meat paste. Because the flame of Chen Xuan's fire-refining palm was as hot as six volcanoes spewing magma at the same time, the meat paste also had a burst of fragrance.
Ugh!
Even Xia Shan, who was accepted as a direct disciple by the Ninth Elder, began to hone his mind. At this moment, he began to vomit. It was too disgusting!
The fat man didn't even have the chance to vomit at this time. His liver and the meat on his body were chopped into pieces, mixed with his blood and fat...
The golden armor was also chopped into pieces, and the minced meat and liver dripped with his fat, looking like a famous chef making exquisite dishes...