Nangong Chen had a surprised expression on his face.
"Why are you talking nonsense to such a lowly guy? Why don't you just beat him to death?"
He looked at Dongfang Meng, Luo Qingyan and others with puzzled expressions on their faces.
How come these people don't even dare to teach a loser like Bi Xuan a lesson?
He is a descendant of the dignified Nangong family.
He is also one of the most outstanding students of Qinglong Academy.
At such a young age, he has already reached the fifth level!
When did you take Bi Xuan seriously?
I saw that no one on the side took any action.
He simply took a step forward.
Then, he kicked Bi Xuan hard in the chest.
In his opinion, he wanted to crush Bi Xuan to death.
It's like crushing an ant.
There won't be any problems at all!
"boom!"
Bi Xuan punched out with a heavy punch!
Nangong Chen's whole body was shaken.
He took two steps back quickly.
Bi Xuan took a few steps back.
The blood on his face disappeared in a flash.
Nangong Chen looked at him in shock!
"When did you become so powerful?"
When Ye Qingli kept giving him good pills every day.
Now Bi Xuan has reached the peak of the fourth level!
There is only one step left to reach the fifth level!
With Nangong Chen, a fifth-level master.
The gap is not that big anymore!
"Ha ha……"
Nangong Chen couldn't defeat Bi Xuan with one move.
I suddenly felt that I had been humiliated.
He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
"So you, a loser, actually turned around? Humph, but let me tell you, a loser will always be a loser! He will never become a genius! No matter what adventures you have, your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. At most, that is until today. That’s it!”
"I'm sure you won't see the sun tomorrow morning!"
After saying that, he took out a long sword directly from his arms!
He slashed at Bi Xuan!
Cyan spiritual energy soared into the sky!
Eighth-level wooden mysterious weapon!
The powerful wood spirit power continues to permeate the air.
Layers of shadows of giant trees appeared all around.
Bi Xuan was suddenly surrounded in the middle!
Bi Xuan held his breath and concentrated.
He took out a short stick from his arms.
Yelled.
A fire dragon immediately rushed up from the stick!
"You actually have a mysterious weapon?"
Nangong Chen suddenly felt insulted.
This kind of high-level mysterious weapon can only be possessed by disciples of aristocratic families.
When did a poor guy like him, a good-for-nothing, own these things?
It’s simply a provocation!
He waved the sword in his hand and charged forward.
The mysterious weapon in Bi Xuan's hand was the one Ye Qingli gave to her last time.
She won this through a bet from Yan Yu Leng and the others.
Then, Ye Qingli used the weapon refining method left by Old Man Wuyou.
The mysterious weapon was refined again.
It was given to Bi Xuan again.
All the spiritual imprints left by Yan Yuleng were washed away.
Let him just watch.
There is no way to summon it back.
And now, Yan Yuleng has been seriously injured.
He couldn't even defeat Bixuan.
Of course, he is even less likely to be Ye Qingli's opponent.
Two people rushed over, and the sky was darkened.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Boom! Boom!"
It looked like the earth was shaking.
After several back and forths, Bi Xuan was slashed on the shoulder by Nangong Chen's sword.
Suddenly a blood flower splashed.
He staggered back a few steps.
Nangong Chen flew after him.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at his throat.
He yelled quickly.
"Today, I will kill you!"
