"Nerd, get out!"

Hua Weiyang also fell beside him in an instant, but before the two of them could leave, many figures suddenly flew in the distance, and these people obviously had bad intentions.

Xiao Chen protected Hua Weiyang by his side, holding the glazed pagoda in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

At this moment, he seemed to have changed back into that cold and ruthless person, and his two cold gazes were like sword blades, which made people dare not look directly, and they simply shocked those who were about to move.

However, there are always people who are not afraid of death because of the desire for profit, or they are instructed by others, only to see four figures suddenly rushing towards them, and the four of them are all masked, but from their breath and eyes, they can be seen that they are four old men who have been practicing Taoism for at least three hundred years, or even three hundred years.

Hua Weiyang was about to make a move, but when he heard the sound of a "boom" breaking the air, a blood needle in Xiao Chen's hand had flown out and flew towards the masked old man who rushed to the front in the southeast direction.

The man was shocked for a moment, and his instinctive reaction leaned back, but how could he have expected that this was not an ordinary secret weapon, but a magic weapon that could be controlled at will.

Now Xiao Chen had already practiced the Ninety-Nine Blood Needle to perfection, his fingers curled slightly, and the Blood Needle that should have passed through the old man's face suddenly turned sharply and stabbed into his throat.

"Uh......"

The masked old man covered his throat with both hands, wanting to force the blood needle out, but Xiao Chen's spell had been urged, and the blood needle was in his body, and it turned into thousands of threads in an instant, and he saw blood seal his throat!

The power of the blood needle is not only in killing people invisibly, but also in the skill of the person who sent the needle, now Xiao Chen's skill has increased greatly, even if this old man has nearly three hundred years of Taoism, he can't resist it.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the old man had turned into a dead corpse and fell backwards, and even the spirit could not escape.

The other masked old man was startled when he saw this, but in this short moment of distraction, his life was buried. I saw Xiao Chen's body come to him like a ghost, he came back to his senses at this time, and he wanted to resist it but it was too late, only to hear a loud "bang", and suddenly blood splashed everywhere, and it was Xiao Chen who slapped it with a palm, which directly shattered his heavenly spirit.

"Ahh

Lingluan in the distance saw this terrible bloody scene, and screamed out in fright, she had never seen Wuchen killing, and when she saw Wuchen's ruthless methods, she only felt dizzy.

The two masked old men died before they could make a move, although they died of carelessness, but now Xiao Chen's methods are indeed not comparable to those of the family sects, even Feng Gufei stood in the distance at this time, he felt a tingling of his scalp, and he decided not to provoke this person.

The other two masked old men saw that their companions were dead, and they didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and they attacked Xiao Chen with all their strength, and the two of them shot as fast as lightning, and the palm wind directly drove a large area of nearby soil to fly out.

Xiao Chen flicked his sleeves, sent Hua Weiyang away with his palm, and then jumped forward, and hit the two old men with the same palm.

Everyone in the distance was stunned when they saw that he was actually directly attacking the edge of two three-hundred-year-old Dao cultivators, it was impossible, even if he had three hundred years of Dao practice, it was impossible to resist the combined attack of two fellow Dao practitioners.

Just when everyone was stunned, in the next moment, I saw that the bodies of the two masked old men in mid-air suddenly froze, and at this moment, it seemed that they were bound by some mysterious force.

"What's going on......"

Many people were shocked, only to see Xiao Chen's palm sent, and the power of manipulation of life and death was instantly enveloped out, and before the two old men could react, their whole bodies were imprisoned by this force, and finally slowly turned into two lifeless dry corpses in the struggle, "poof", fell to the ground, dusty.

At this moment, everyone was quiet, and everyone was stunned, what kind of magic power did he just perform? I didn't see him injure those two people, why did those two people die inexplicably, and they died so horribly......

Xiao Chen fell back to the ground, his sleeves flicked, his eyes were still terrifyingly cold, and he said coldly: "Within a hundred steps, there is no forgiveness for killing." ”

As soon as these words came out, those who were still about to move quickly retreated back, until they retreated a hundred feet away before they dared to stop.

At this moment, even those people from the big sect families were a little jealous of the young man in front of them, and in just a few moments, they killed four three-hundred-year-old masters, this person was too mysterious, how did he kill the two masked old men behind him just now?

If the first two died of carelessness, then what happened to the last two? It is clear that there is no injury at all, but even the soul has been destroyed, this person is too mysterious, and the means are too terrifying......

And in the distance, Aoki and the others were also stunned, they thought that this was dustless, but the cultivation was higher than that of the peers, but the scene just now made them feel a little incredible, in such a short period of time, they killed four three-hundred-year-old masters in a row, even if they were extremely difficult to do, this is not just cultivation higher than the peers?

What is the origin of this person......

"Nerd ......"

Hua Weiyang walked back quickly, looking at the cold and ruthless person in front of her at this moment, for some reason, she felt a little scared, maybe others didn't know how Xiao Chen killed the two people behind just now, but she clearly understood in her heart what kind of means it was.

"Let's go. ”

At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes were still as cold as frost, and he walked out of the valley step by step, but this time, no one dared to come up to stop them, including those people in the Shenwu Hall and the Xuanshuang Pavilion, just now they had already seen each other's methods, and there was no trace of emotion at all, killing people was just a snap of their fingers, this person was not something they could fight against.

In the distance, Qin E watched him walk out of the valley step by step, the sword in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, and there was an indescribable look on his face, at this moment, in her mind, she remembered the last time Tianji Tower, and now she finally understood how far she was from this person.

To be able to seize the power of the dragon in the army of ten thousand, and to be able to kill four three-hundred-year-old masters in an instant, what kind of realm has his cultivation reached......

At this moment, Xiao Chen walked outside with the glazed pagoda, and the people on both sides retreated, whether it was the people of the Shenwu Palace, or the people of the Xuanshuang Pavilion, or those family sects that were about to move, none of them dared to step forward to stop them, they knew that anyone who entered within a hundred steps would be killed, and this person would not leave any trace of mercy.

"Idiot, I feel like there's something wrong ......"

After walking for a while, Hua Weiyang's face suddenly became very solemn, and her divine sense was not weaker than Xiao Chen.

At this moment, she felt a trace of cold killing intent, but this trace of cold killing intent did not come from anyone present at the moment, not the three major forces, nor any family sect here.

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