Stretching out his hand and pushing forward, in the thick Heavenly Saint Law, surging and vigorous True Yuan gushed out, and the True Yuan was skillfully controlled by Xiao Chen in the wine glass that was pushed out.

The glass whizzed away, and between the spins, the wine in the glass did not move.

The two leading demi-saints didn't care at first, but after a while, their faces changed greatly, and behind the rotating wine glass, there were faintly reflected the laws of the Heavenly Saints with the thickness of their thumbs.

It is difficult to see with the naked eye on the level, and what the wine glass is pulling is an ocean of wanton thunder, containing boundless power, which is stronger than the strength of the two of them combined, I don't know how many times stronger.

"Get out of the way!"

The two of them roared at the same time, tiptoeing a little, and their bodies probed upwards rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, their bodies were attached to the top of the building.

But a group of top-grade martial emperors behind them did not have such good eyesight, let alone such a good reaction speed.

Bang!

The light exploded, and the first person who was touched by the wine glass was instantly blown into black charcoal by lightning, and a smell of roasting wafted out.

Then, like a chain reaction, the screams of more than a dozen people behind sounded, and in the face of this overwhelming force, there was no ability to resist.

Even an ordinary half-saint can't resist Xiao Chen's random blow now, how can a mere high-grade martial emperor resist it.

The electric light dissipated, the wine glass still kept spinning, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and the small wine glass fell back into his hand.

The wine in the cup was slightly hot, and the taste would be even better, Xiao Chen blew lightly and drank the slightly hot wine.

Between the warm wines, more than a dozen top-grade Martial Emperors, inner disciples of the Changtian Sword Sect, were killed so easily.

When Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian saw this scene, their eyes straightened, and they couldn't figure out how Xiao Chen's strength had become so strong.

The two demi-saints on the roof of the building, their eyes were even more frightened, their eyes looked at Xiao Chen, their bodies quietly moved, and they cautiously came to the Changtian Sword Sect, behind the inferior martial saint.

This Xiao Chen is obviously not an ordinary half-saint, it is very likely that he is a peerless demon-like existence, this kind of genius can definitely not be measured by common sense.

can only pin hope on the body of this martial saint.

The low-grade Martial Saint who looked like a middle-aged man finally became solemn, and said in a deep voice: "Old man Sun Liang, the head of the Changtian Sword Sect's Chaoluo City, dare to ask Your Excellency's high name, why did you attack and kill my sect's disciples. ”

"If a reasonable explanation can be given, the old man can call the shots, and the matter will be over. ”

At this moment, he is a little difficult to ride a tiger, even if he is sure that he can overpower Xiao Chen, he does not dare to act rashly.

Such a peerless demon must be guarded by a super strong person or force behind it, if it is really provoked by a big person, the Changtian Sword Sect will be in big trouble.

But just like that, he won't be reconciled, the other party casually killed so many people from his Changtian Sword Sect in front of the city gate, if no one explains, the reputation of the Changtian Sword Sect will definitely be greatly reduced.

Xiao Chen put down his wine glass, got up and looked at this person, stepped forward, and said calmly: "It just so happens that I also have something to ask you, if you answer truthfully, some of my grievances against the Changtian Sword Sect can also be put aside for the time being." ”

"Since you are the person in charge of this place, you should know what the Long Heaven Sword Sect is doing collecting dragon bones for so many years, right?"

During the conversation, Xiao Chen did not pay any attention to Sun Liang's concessions, but questioned the other party.

Such an attitude made Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian even more shocked, the other party was a genuine martial saint, what was Xiao Chen going to do.

Take a step back, and be safe and fine, how can such a crime be a low-grade martial saint.

Sun Liang was furious when he heard this, his expression was extremely unsightly, and he said coldly: "There are so many self-righteous demon geniuses who die every year in this world, do you know how they all die?"

"Self-righteous? You think I'm self-righteous, then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. ”

A thunderbolt burst under his feet, and Xiao Chen came to Sun Liang in an instant, and in the surprised eyes of others, he punched at the overlord of this Chaoluo City, and directly killed him.

On the fist body, thunder surged, and lightning swept wildly, as if a high mountain could be blown up by Xiao Chen.

Sun Liang was taken aback, he didn't expect that Xiao Chen really dared to make a move, but when he reacted, he was stunned to find that Xiao Chen had already come to the front.

Bang!

In the flash of light, Sun Liang flicked the soles of his feet and flew straight up, not wanting to take Xiao Chen's punch without preparation.

A hole was opened in the roof of the building, and the figure flashed and jumped out of the inn.

But the two demi-saints behind him were not so lucky, and they were directly hit by Xiao Chen's punch, and the overwhelming force leaned out.

The two of them spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out with pale faces, afraid that they would be seriously injured if they did not die.

I have to say that this scene is very ironic, the two of them avoided Xiao Chen's wine glasses before, and as a result, more than a dozen Martial Emperors behind them died.

Immediately, the two of them tasted the taste of being abandoned, and Sun Liang, who was originally regarded as a backer, even abandoned the two of them and chose the most beneficial way to deal with them.

The two ordinary demi-saints, Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to them at all, and he didn't look at them, he jumped out directly, and chased Sun Liang out.

The Changtian Sword Sect, why did he acquire dragon bones on a large scale, he had been curious for a long time, and naturally he would not let go of this opportunity to send it to the door.

Between the empty floors, it became cold and silent, leaving only Bai Qi and Xuanyuan Zhantian, who looked at each other, and the development of things completely exceeded the script in the hearts of the two.

Bai Qi sighed leisurely: "No wonder he heard that Bai Wuxue killed a low-grade martial saint, and he didn't react at all, Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, it's always unexpected." ”

Above the inn, Xiao Chen, who had just jumped out of the roof, had not yet stood firm, and a lightning bolt pierced the sky. Sun Liang's face was expressionless, and with a sword in the air, he slashed at him with Lei Wei.

On the sword body, the thunder light is restrained and unpretentious, but it contains the power of his ten percent law, without reservation.

Xiao Chen flipped his palm, and without the intention of evading, the Moon Shadow Knife snatched out of its sheath and directly greeted it.

Rumble!

The swords collided, and a spark immediately splashed out, followed by two dazzling purple lights, competing with each other, and lightning flashed around the two of them.

The two thunderclouds in the sky also collided fiercely, and the rumbling thunder did not stop for a moment.

The heavens and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and such a terrifying scene immediately attracted the attention of many martial artists in Chaos City.

Sun Liang grabbed the opportunity to make a move from top to bottom, and took advantage of cultivation, and after only a moment of confrontation, he gained the upper hand and pressed Xiao Chen down step by step.

His face couldn't help but show a hint of joy, the sword blade pressed down violently, and said with a cruel smile: "Today I will let you know what the difference between a martial saint and a half-saint is, and teach your parents a good lesson." ”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, not flustered at all, and said softly: "Inferior Martial Saint, there are also strong and weak, it's a pity that you are the weak one, and I can't teach you a lesson." ”

The light in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and the brilliance of the Immortal Thunder Will diffused out, and the thunder roared, instantly dissipating the collapse of Sun Liang's thunder artistic conception that was directly suppressed.

Xiao Chen, who was originally retreating step by step, swung his knife forward, the light exploded, and Sun Liang, who had the advantage, was directly hit and flew out.

Sun Liang, who was pale thousands of meters away, flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice with some horror: "Thunder will, this is thunder will!"

As soon as the will came out, the situation was immediately reversed, and Sun Liang's thunderous artistic conception completely collapsed.

The thundercloud that belonged to him collapsed little by little, and the momentum on his body kept falling, in the face of the coercion of will.

The trembling in his heart made him dare not jump in front of Xiao Chen, and he looked at Xiao Chen with a look of great fear.

Will, a wonderful realm that many older martial saints can't comprehend, there is actually another young man in the Tianwu Domain who can comprehend.

According to rumors, whoever can comprehend the will, then fighting across the border will be as easy as eating and drinking, unless the cultivation is much higher than the other party.

Otherwise, in the face of an opponent with will, even if your realm is higher than that of the opponent, there will be no other result except for a dead word.

In Sun Liang's hundreds of years, he naturally encountered martial artists with will, but the other party's cultivation was higher than him, and he didn't need to use his will at all.

It's because he has never resisted his will head-on, and he always feels that the rumors are a bit exaggerated and exaggerated, but when he officially saw it today, he never dared to have such an idea again.

Circles of will brilliance that could not be seen with the naked eye emanated from Xiao Chen's body, and the thunderclouds in the sky roared even more violently.

Under the endless black clouds, purple lightning bolts, one after another, cut through the sky like a long snake.

The huge shadow was cast, and the sky was dark, which made people wonder if it had changed.

On the other hand, Sun Liang's re-accumulated thunder artistic conception was nothing more than a small dark cloud, and the roaring sound was completely blocked by Xiao Chen's thunder.

Compared with Xiao Chen, it is a bit like a child's helpless roar, which is quite ridiculous.

Many warriors who rushed over, seeing this scene, were all afraid that their faces had changed drastically, and the helmsman of the Changtian Sword Sect was forced to be so embarrassed by a young man.

When someone saw Xiao Chen's face, they exclaimed one after another, and the crowd that left in the distance rang out.

"Good guy, it's him, white-robed swordsman Xiao Chen!"

"Last time, there was a rumor that he swept through the Star Tomb Palace alone and took away all the remnants of the emperor. I haven't seen him for half a year, but his strength has grown to such a level, it seems that the rumors are really true. ”

"This guy is really incredible, half a year ago, in the realm of the Martial Emperor, he dared to speak out and retreat Wu Yuankai, and half a year later, I didn't expect it to be even more outrageous, and he directly oppressed his Martial Saint. ”

On that night half a year ago, the scene in the eyes of the martial artist who broke into Mixed Luo City for the first time by this white-clothed young man seemed to be still vivid, as if it was yesterday.

Half a year later, as soon as the white-clothed young man who had disappeared for a long time appeared, he once again deeply shocked the group of lawless cultivators in Mixed Luo City.

On his grim face, he glanced at Sun Liang, who was thousands of meters away, Xiao Chen held a knife in one hand, stepped on the void, and ran directly.

In the void, every time Xiao Chen took a step, the thunder in the sky would roar, faintly seemed to form some kind of subtle connection with his steps.