An extremely cold sword light was like a shooting star chasing the moon, filled with monstrous murderous intent. It seemed to be able to penetrate everything. The setting sun was like blood, and murderous intent was raging.
Leng Wuji staggered and fell, his flesh and blood were mangled, and he kept wailing.
Not long to live! Their internal organs had been disturbed by my sword energy. Everyone shuddered silently, feeling frightened and uneasy. They looked in a daze, as if they were looking at a monster. Their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn.
Xiao Chen stared coldly at the group of people in front of him, and everyone became frustrated.
He looked around and asked in a cold tone: "If you want to die, come up here!"
At this time, there was a sound of swords in the sky and the earth, and the person who came turned into a sword light and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. He had messy black hair, his body was thin, and he was dressed in white. He looked like a An unsheathed sword with an irresistible edge, a very evil smile on his face, a three-foot long sword hanging loosely on his waist, very chic, his clothes half-open, fluttering in the wind, his eyes full of wisdom, There was a cold breath surrounding him.
He was obviously coming towards Xiao Chen, his tone was cold, if I take action, you will definitely die, he spoke lightly, as if everything was under his control.
"Oh my god! This is Li Zixing, a disciple of the inner sect who is a genius in swordsmanship. I heard that he has joined the Hantian Alliance. Now there is something good to see."
"Don't point your finger at me!"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes.
"What I hate most in my life is that others are pointing at me. If I give you just one breath, if you don't stop, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."
"Let me remind you, the last person's finger was broken like this!"
"You're like a dog, who gave you the courage to challenge me?"
To him, he was like an ant clamoring against an elephant. A little person who could be killed with just one finger dared to threaten me.
"Then let me see if you are qualified?"
Li Zixing's eyes suddenly became piercingly cold, and his heart was filled with extreme anger.
A sword split open the void and spread, and an extremely strong pressure came, which seemed to be able to tear this space apart and destroy it with a wave of his hand. He looked at Xiao Chen and cursed in his heart, so rampant.
Seeing the bright and murderous sword light, Xiao Chen activated the Spirit Transformation Technique, and the sword light all over the sky melted into nothingness like ice and snow meeting the rising sun.
When Li Zixing saw this scene, deep fear flashed in his eyes. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still frightened.
Now it's my turn! Xiao Chen's whole body turned into a sword light, covering the whole world with overwhelming momentum. Li Zixing was trapped in the world by the terrifying power, his whole body trembled, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was terrified.
Blood spilled from the corner of Li Zixing's mouth, and he looked at Xiao Chen in shock. His breathing gradually became weaker, and in the end, he could no longer take a breath and became cold and dead.
Many people thought of quitting at this moment, but the stern man in black was not frightened at all. Instead, he aroused great excitement. He had a slender body, long gown, black hair shawl, majestic appearance, and cold eyes. It was filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, filled with eternal murderous vicissitudes, frightening the people around them with awe.
Xiao Chen saw someone coming in front of him, but was surprised to find that it was not the young man in black who tested the spirit stones before.
You are no match for me! The young man in black spoke astonishingly, with a calm and domineering tone. He could tell at a glance Xiao Chen's true cultivation level, the fourth level of spirit condensation, but for him, he was still too weak.
The cultivation level of the sixth level of Ningling, the spear in his hand, was as violent as a dragon. Before he could take out the spear, he felt a huge pressure rushing towards him. Xiao Chen knew that he was no match and was about to give up. At this moment...
"I'll fight you!"
A handsome young man came onto the stage, with long dragon whiskers on both sides swaying in the breeze, holding a folding fan, and looking suave. Who could this be but Yu Qingfeng! He looked at the person in front of him with a half-smile.
Take action! Yu Qingfeng's eyes were full of disdain, as if he were looking at an ant.
The movement of his hands brought a strong pressure to everyone, and both Xiao Chen and other disciples were stunned by this momentum.
