"Bang!"

Xiao Chen's fierce sword smashed angrily on the back of the middle-aged martial artist who tried to escape, this sword was originally smashed into the head of the middle-aged martial artist, but the middle-aged martial artist reacted quickly enough to avoid the fatality, but even if it was smashed in the back, it was enough for the middle-aged martial artist to drink a pot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Really!

"Ahh

"Bang bang bang!"

A moment later, there was a series of heavy impacts in the inner room, and you could think with your toes that it must be that the unlucky middle-aged warrior who flew in had intimate contact with the seats in the room.

Xiao Chen succeeded in one blow, and did not take the opportunity to attack and kill, but retreated violently, standing quietly, he was a little dissatisfied with the fact that the sword just now did not kill the middle-aged martial artist in seconds, because he felt that the middle-aged martial artist had not lost his combat effectiveness, which meant that the middle-aged martial artist could still fight back.

"Dog mongrel! Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will make your life worse than death!"

As expected, a moment later, there was an angry roar of a middle-aged warrior from inside the room, like a ghost, which made people's hearts palpitate.

"Whew!"

"Die!"

A huge figure of extreme embarrassment shot out from the room, accompanied by a cruel roar, the middle-aged warrior brandished a broadsword and slashed angrily at Xiao Chen, who was standing still outside, wanting to split Xiao Chen, who had hit him in half, in order to dissolve the hatred in his heart.

"You're not qualified to kill me!"

Xiao Chen didn't dodge or retreat, he picked out the wooden sword in his hand in reverse, and smashed it towards the middle-aged man's barren broadsword, and when he pulled it out halfway, the lusterless pitch-black wooden sword suddenly radiated a three-foot black light, like a netherworld sword, and slammed into the broadsword that was close at hand.

"Boom"

The powerful broadsword and the even more powerful wooden sword collided together, and the cyan sword and the black sword were naturally intertwined, and then a terrifying energy explosion occurred, and the center of the explosion was as dazzling as a flame, and the heat wave also contained a piercing murderous aura, which was extremely terrifying.

"Bang!"

"Bang dang!"

"Click!"

Push the ancient decay!

Xiao Chen's wooden sword obviously had an absolute advantage, and easily broke through the substantial sword light around the broadsword, and then knocked the broadsword away, and the wooden sword continued to rush forward, hitting the chest of the middle-aged warrior who was standing up, making a series of sounds that made the scalp tingle, so the middle-aged warrior was decisive again.

"Ahh

"Bang bang bang!"

With a bang, the body of the middle-aged warrior slammed into the solid wall of the house, and then fell, smashing many protruding corners of the house, and finally slammed down on the hard and cold ground. At this time, his clothes were in tatters, there was not a good piece of meat on his body, he had broken bones for an unknown number of bones, and he was covered in blood, which was miserable.

How could Xiao Chen be so strong? Could it be that he released the Demon Divine Gift?

The answer is yes!

Xiao Chen saw that a sword did not kill the enemy in an instant, and immediately began to release the demonic divine gift, with his strength at the peak of the White Tiger Realm, it was not enough to confront the full force of the strong man of the Blood Bear Realm, not to mention that the middle-aged martial artist was still a triple martial artist of the Blood Bear Realm, even if the middle-aged martial artist was seriously injured in the front, it was not something that Xiao Chen, who had not released the divine gift, could be defeated.

"Da Da Da!"

After the demonization, Xiao Chen's momentum was like a small mountain, extremely powerful, the breath of his whole body shot wildly, the black light was shining, his eyes were blood-red and indifferent like a peerless beast, his long hair was windless and automatic, he began to walk towards the seriously injured and dying middle-aged warrior with rhythmic heavy steps, the heavy wooden sword mopping the ground, drawing a shallow clear trace.

"Ahh Ahem, the wooden sword, the madness of the gods, you... You are Xiao Chen!"

The middle-aged warrior was not completely dead, he heard Xiao Chen's footsteps, struggled to raise his bloody face, and looked at Xiao Chen, who was walking towards him coldly, like a demon god, at this time he regretted it in his heart, and finally understood that he had lost his eyes and offended the big man he couldn't afford to offend, and he guessed Xiao Chen's identity from Xiao Chen's wooden sword and divine gift.

Xiao Chen didn't speak, and continued to walk towards the middle-aged martial artist a few zhang away, ruthless, he would not let go of a vicious martial artist like a middle-aged martial artist, being merciful to the enemy is cruel to himself, Xiao Chen, who has experienced countless battles of life and death, naturally will not let go of this low-level mistake.

"Poof!"

The middle-aged martial artist suddenly felt tightness in his chest, and couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood, staining the floor in front of him red, shocking!

He had heard of Xiao Chen's name of killing gods, and knew that Xiao Chen would not let him go, so he sighed in his heart, with an ugly smile of helplessness and fear on his face, and then pleaded in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Chen, please give him a good time?"

At this time, Xiao Chen had already walked to the middle-aged martial artist, his blood-red eyes condescendingly looked down at the miserable middle-aged martial artist at his feet, and after a while, he said coldly: "I will fulfill you and be an upright man in the next life." ”

"Poof!"

The sword fell in his hand, and the neck of the middle-aged warrior was easily cut off by the sharp wooden sword, and the bloody head didn't even have time to scream before he was in a different place, rolling aside, dead and blind.

The middle-aged warrior was greedy and vicious, and regarded Xiao Chen, who had the name of killing gods, as a fat sheep, but he didn't expect that Xiao Chen was the real wolf, but he turned from a wolf to a poor lamb, and the end was naturally not much better.

Xiao Chen ended the life of the middle-aged warrior, slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, he slowly opened them, and his bloody eyes returned to clarity, obviously the release given by the demonic god was lifted, and then he wiped the blood on the wooden sword on the clothes of the headless corpse, and then inserted the wooden sword back into his back.

Xiao Chen unceremoniously searched for the loot in the headless corpse, and began to search for the two pill jade bottles, the two jade bottles were not broken, and their luck was so good. Then, Xiao Chen searched out five purple gold tickets with a face value of 10,000 taels, and naturally unceremoniously took them into his arms.

After searching for the purple gold ticket, Xiao Chen searched for a while, but found nothing, and just as he was about to stop, his fingers touched an item similar to parchment, which was hidden in the innermost layer of his clothes by the middle-aged warrior, presumably not a mortal thing.

"Huh?"

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he carefully pulled it out, and his eyes immediately looked at it carefully, but after a while, Xiao Chen let out a nasal voice in confusion, because on this strange quaint page... There is not a single word, the front and back are blank.

"What is it?" Xiao Chen muttered, but did not lose the mysterious page, his intuition thought that this chapter of the page was not simple, so he put the page in his arms, and then slowly studied it when he had time later.

"It's time to go back and clean up those two bad guards..."

Xiao Chen had just killed a person, obviously unsatisfied, so he decided to return to the back door of the underground trading market and clean up the two guards who were "drinking dirty wine".

After another stick of incense, Xiao Chen returned to a few feet in front of the back door of the underground market, and when he saw that the two guards were waiting expectantly for the middle-aged martial artist to return, he couldn't help but show a bright smile on his cold face.

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