When he came to the elder of Linghuo Sect, Wang Chen directly slashed with his sword.
The face of the elder of the Spirit Fire Sect was full of fear, the spiritual energy in his body surged out crazily, flames were rising from his fists, and at the same time a pair of spiritual weapon gloves appeared on his fists.
boom!
As Wang Chen's long sword slashed hard on the glove, an explosion sounded suddenly.
The shattered sword energy and flames shot out in all directions, and the high temperature caused the surrounding air to continuously distort.
The elder of the Linghuo Sect stepped back continuously, his eyes fell on the gloves, and he found that there were several cracks on them.
His heart suddenly sank. He never thought that he would be humbled in front of a second-level monk in the Lingfu Realm.
Uh-huh!
The long sword struck again, and the Linghuo Sect elder had no way to avoid it, so he could only passively raise his fists to resist.
But this sword directly defeated his glove, and the sharp sword energy directly tore his fist apart.
"ah!!"
"Disciples, form an formation!" He screamed and shouted to the disciples behind him.
The disciples of every sect will practice combined attack formations, and their Linghuo Sect is no exception.
However, Wang Chen didn't give him any chance of survival at all, and raised his sword to kill again.
The golden sword light drew a dazzling arc in the air, directly cutting off half of his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, the coffin lid fell from the sky and hit him hard.
The elder of the Linghuo Sect, who had lost a shoulder, had difficulty moving to begin with. Then he was hit by the coffin lid and his whole body was knocked to the ground.
At this time, the Linghuo Sect disciples on the side were already frightened. No one dared to step forward to rescue them, so they turned around and ran away.
Bang!
Bang!
…
Wang Chen picked up the coffin lid and threw it at the Linghuo Sect elder.
At first, he was still struggling, howling from his mouth, but later, he couldn't even make a sound.
Everyone in the venue took a breath when they saw this scene.
The dignified elder of the Linghuo Sect, a master of the fourth level of the spiritual elixir realm, was unexpectedly killed by the coffin lid.
On the other side, the other spiritual elixir realm masters of the Second Sect of Linghuo Lingquan saw that the elders who led the team on their side were dead, and their morale suddenly weakened, and they all thought about how to escape.
Wan Chuan hated these people who could only hit hard at home, so he swung his spear and followed closely behind to kill them.
Just as Wang Chen smashed the elder of Lingquan Sect to death with the coffin lid, a fat man with dark skin walked over quickly.
He was wearing extremely ill-fitting clothes, and the rings of fat on his belly almost burst the clothes.
When he saw the coffin lid in Wang Chen's hand, his fat face suddenly trembled with anger.
"Ah!!! I...my coffin, it turns out it was you who stole my coffin."
"You...you really deserve to die!"
Jia Youde yelled crazily, and then kept making fingerprints with both hands in front of him.
boom!
The next moment, the rock wall next to the pit suddenly exploded, and a black shadow rushed out.
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see that after the rock wall exploded, a cave inside was exposed, and the black shadow rushed out from the cave.
After the black shadow appeared, everyone in the venue felt a heavy pressure.
"Puppet, another puppet comes out!" In the pit, the short man who had lost his forearm looked pale.
At this time, he was closest to the black shadow. After feeling the pressure from it, his legs trembled and he collapsed directly to the ground.
In front of another rock wall, the faces of the burly men who were fiddling with something also changed.
"This puppet is actually stronger than the previous one!" the burly man said with a trembling voice.
The puppet before was strong enough to be at the mid-to-late stage, but the puppet in front of him was at least the late stage of the Spirit Pill Realm, and was infinitely close to the Spirit Platform Realm!
For a moment, his legs and those of several spiritual elixir realms around him became weak, and the things they were fidgeting with stopped.
"Fuck, Wanchuan, run!" Wang Chen shouted, turned around and ran away.
Because after the puppet rushed out, it rushed straight towards him.
The Flowing Light Sword Shadow was used with all its strength, and Wang Chen ran dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye, and his speed was still increasing.
In the first cave, he saw the terrifying body and power of the puppet, so naturally he did not dare to be careless.
Moreover, the current puppet is much stronger than the previous one, and it is impossible for him to resist it.
However, he didn't understand why this thing was staring at him?
Right now, he has only one thought in his mind, and that is to escape!
Everyone who was originally extremely frightened suddenly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.
Fortunately, this puppet didn't come for them, otherwise they would all die here.
"Don't look at it, the puppet is chasing that kid because he got something here."
"Our people have arrived, hurry up and clear this place. This is our main purpose this time!" The burly man reached out and patted the person next to him, urging.
Everyone else in the field also realized that it was very dangerous to continue to look for opportunities here with their own strength, so they all evacuated outside.
Wan Chuan looked at Wang Chen who was running frantically for his life, and wanted to follow him to help, but with his speed, he couldn't catch up with Wang Chen and the puppet.
"Boy, you dare to steal my, Jia Youde's coffin. I'll see if I don't kill you!"
Seeing Wang Chen frantically running for his life being chased by the puppet, Jia Youde showed a bit of ridicule on his face, cautiously stepped forward, and chased in the direction where Wang Chen and the puppet left.
At this time, Wang Chen used all his sword energy to move the flowing sword shadow, increasing his speed to the maximum, dragging out afterimages behind him.
However, even so, the distance between him and the puppet is still getting closer.
Feeling the huge pressure coming from behind, Wang Chen took out an entire spiritual vein and fastened it directly on the coffin lid.
With the injection of sufficient spiritual energy, the lines on the coffin lid shimmered with rich light, and the defensive formation above was fully activated.
Whoosh!
At this moment, there was a rapid sound of breaking wind coming from behind.
Wang Chen didn't hesitate at all, twisting his body at an incredible angle to avoid the punch from the puppet.
boom!
The puppet's punch was empty, and the air in front exploded with a deafening explosion.
And the exploding air suddenly turned into rolling air waves, sweeping around with tyrannical power.
After Wang Chen dodged the punch, his expression suddenly changed when he saw this scene, and he hurriedly slashed forward with the long sword in his hand.
Tsk!
The air wave was cut open, making a sound like tearing cloth.
At the same time, the power contained in the air wave also followed the long sword to Wang Chen's arm, shaking him back repeatedly.
At this time, the puppet punched out again, and all the air was pushed away, forming a vacuum area.
Wang Chen's heart sank, and he secretly cried out.
Immediately, his legs were slightly bent, his hands firmly pressed against the coffin lid, and it was held horizontally in front of him.
