But the sword has been unsheathed, and the general situation has been achieved, and it is too late to change the moves.

clang!

The two swords and swords collided, like two different skyscrapers, colliding together, making a huge sound, and a slight crack appeared in the space.

Qiangqiang met and met tit-for-tat, and each of them took ten steps back. Xiao Chen had a trace of blood stain on his mouth, and his face looked a little pale.

The old man in the blue robe had no injuries on the surface, but his arms were sore and numb, and his palms were empty. The sword was slashed away by this knife.

The other three elders had a look of astonishment on their faces. The strongest sword in the old man in the blue robe not only failed to defeat Xiao Chen, but the sword in his hand was instead chopped away.

How could a person who has just entered the quasi-emperor have such strength?

No matter how much Xiao Chen accumulates, the power of heaven and earth driven by the quasi-emperor of Dacheng should be more than twice that of his.

unless……

There is only one possibility. This guy's mysterious martial arts have reached the middle level, one level higher than the Qianlong Soaring Flying of the old man in the blue robe.

Moreover, the set of Azure Dragon Armor on his body is also very strange, and it seems to have absorbed a lot of damage from Thousand Dragons.

"I said, don't regret it. I, Xiao Chen, have never been afraid of you. If you want to be cruel, then let's see who is more cruel!"

With a cold snorting, Xiao Chen pulled off the Hai Emperor's headscarf on his forehead and rushed towards the old man with no weapons.

Take your life while you are sick!

"Stop him!"

The three of them woke up as if they were dreaming. They had already realized the seriousness of the matter. They jumped together and wanted to stop Xiao Chen, preparing to deal with Xiao Chen as quickly as possible.

"Ao Jiao, little yellow-haired, help me block the two of you, it's enough for a moment."

“Make sure to do it.”

In the dazzling golden light, the little yellow hair spread its wings and flew out into the violent state. The light shines like the sun and the space shining like daylight.

The little yellow-haired man opened his mouth and sprayed the golden holy fire at one of them.

"What the hell is this? Sun True Fire, how can there be such a pure Sun True Fire!"

The flames that even Xiao Chen's Qinglong armor can melt are so easy to block.

He caught off guard and burned half of the man's body protection law, his head and eyebrows were burning, and he screamed in panic.

Without saying nonsense, Ao Jiao simulated a short knife, and one knife slashed, and a divine thunder resounded through the sky, stopping another old man.

Only one old man was left flying towards Xiao Chen, trying to stop him and hurt the old man in blue robe who had no weapons.

Who knew that Xiao Chen didn't even look at this person, and let the other party attack and hit him, and he would also have to kill the old man in the blue robe with one sword.

Puchi!

Xiao Chen was hit and spit out a mouthful of blood, making his face pale even more.

But the old man in the blue robe was even more miserable. He cut off his flesh and ribs in his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

With another move, Xiao Chen slashed at the old man in blue robe.

Bang bang!

After carrying three moves in a row, Xiao Chen also slashed the old man with blue robe three times. He cut the old man with blue robe who was unarmed and defeated in one move and killed half to death.

The opportunity to make a living was not left to this person, but the price was extremely heavy.

The other old man's three moves hit him without reservation. The Azure Dragon Armor on his body had turned into a dark light and disappeared, his body was covered in bruises and blood stained his white robe.

But when this person saw Xiao Chen turn around, he didn't have any intention of fighting, but instead was frightened and took three steps back.

He was really scared. He had never seen such a cruel young man in his three hundred years of life.

Be cruel to the enemy and be even more cruel to yourself.

He knew how powerful his three moves were. Xiao Chen didn't even hum, and he didn't cut the old man in the blue robe to death, and didn't even look back.

He looked at the old man in blue robe. The strongest among them was cut down and blood was lying on the ground, wailing in pain and helplessness.

Finally I understand what Xiao Chen said, don’t regret it.

Seeing Xiao Chen rushing towards him with a cruel smile, he trembled, and he made an action that he didn't even dare to think about, turning around and running.

I was frightened by Xiao Chen and didn't dare to face these eyes, and I really couldn't have any desire to fight.

"What's going on!"

The two old men who were fighting with Ao Jiao and the little yellow-haired man had gained a clear advantage after initial panic. Looking at the half-dead blue-robed warrior on the ground and the old man who turned around and fled, they all looked puzzled.

"Ao Jiao retreat!"

Xiao Chen ignored the old man's departure, shouted coldly, dragged the knife sideways, replaced Ao Jiao and Xiao Huangmao, and withstood the pressure of the two great quasi-emperors.

After a hundred moves, the two old men were panicked and knew why the old man retreated without fighting.

Facing Xiao Chen who is completely fighting for his life, anyone would be worried. Such a ruthless person would not be able to accept it.

Xiao Chen could no longer see the perfection, but the knife marks on the two old men were shocking and eye-catching.

"Let's go, I can't hold on anymore. This guy is so crazy!"

Xiao Chen's body was getting more and more scars. He was looking forward to Xiao Chen falling down several times, but his disappointment was only the scars on his body.

The two old men were about to collapse and they really didn't dare to continue betting. They left the battlefield, raised the body of the old man in the blue robe, turned around and ran away.

The four great quasi-emperors were scared away by Xiao Chen, a character who had just entered the quasi-emperor, and they didn't want to stay for a moment.

If this matter is spread, I am afraid no one will believe it. Apart from the word "defying the sky", there will be no words that can be described.

The spiritual consciousness spread, and it was confirmed that the four elders had completely gone away with their seriously injured body.

Xiao Chen pulled a smile out of the corner of his mouth and fell backwards.

Ao Jiao, who was forced out of the battle group before, had been unable to succeed after several times, quickly stepped forward and hugged the fallen Xiao Chen in his arms.

A lot of feathers were knocked off, and the exhausted little yellow hair flew over with his wings.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to praise Xiao Huangmao, but he saw that his hands were covered with blood, which was too dirty. He smiled bitterly and his raised arms fell down.

"Ao Jiao, I'll get better after a night's sleep. Don't cry. If you cry, I won't wake up."

After finishing a weak sentence, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Ao Jiao hugged Xiao Chen tightly in her arms, tears rolling in her eyes, but thinking about Xiao Chen's words, she forced the tears to fall and murmured: "You idiot, why are you always fighting so hard? What's the point of being the Green Dragon King?"

The hot earth, the dim sky, each person, one spirit and one bird, is slightly desolate and lonely in this vast world.

Xiao Chen, covered in blood, snuggled up against Ao Jiao and fell asleep, covered in bruises and could not see a complete place.

The little yellow-haired shook his head, threw the dust and the blood on his body clean, and became vibrant again.

Crunch!

The little golden whispered, and saw the sadness on Ao Jiao's face. He wanted to coax her, but his technique seemed childish and ridiculous.

Ao Jiao touched Xiao Huangmao's head, and a smile appeared on her face and said, "Little Huangmao, go and find some water for me."

The little golden wu looked at Xiao Chen, who was covered in blood and dust, flapped his wings, and did a small task, flying towards the second ring of iceberg.

After a while, the little yellow-haired flew back, grabbed the ice cubes of hills on its sharp claws and placed them beside Ao Jiao.

It made Ao Jiao laugh and cry. She found a piece of rag from Xiao Chen's arms, and after the ice water melted, she wiped it on Xiao Chen with a little bit, with a serious and solemn expression.

Bang bang bang bang!

The little yellow-haired man returned and flew back and forth, and made more than a dozen ice cubes like mountains and rivers and flew over.

Ao Jiao smiled suddenly and was really stubborn. She didn't ask her to stop, but she kept stopping.

This is also good. The flame ring is hot all year round and the ground is hot. With these ice cubes cooling down, Xiao Chen in the sleeping state should be more comfortable.

After wiping Xiao Chen's whole body, he dressed like snow, lifted the silk on his forehead, revealing his pretty face, and Jiao Jiao gently tied the Haihuang headscarf to Xiao Chen.

In just half a day, the scars on Xiao Chen's surface recovered a roughly.

But this time, I was so seriously injured. Xiao Chen, who was sleeping, showed no sign of waking up. It would be difficult for him to wake up if his internal injuries were not recovered.

As soon as he got up, Ao Jiao picked up the moon shadow that fell from Xiao Chen's hand, carved an ice bed on the ice, and slowly placed Xiao Chen's body on it.

In the red space, Ao Jiao said nothing, holding the Yueying Sword on the flat ground, practicing sword skills.

The rumbling thunder sounded, and the golden divine thunder broke through the sky, flashing constantly with Ao Jiao's pace.

The little golden crow was so playful that she flew over and started to fight against Ao Jiao.

Seven days later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and his slightly numb limbs, and a wave of cold chill came from his body. He was extremely Su Chang in this ring of flames.

After stroking it with my hands, I realized that I was lying on the ice bed, and the blood on my body had been cleaned up. I stood up and looked away, but I didn't see Ao Jiao's figure.

Xiao Chen, who felt a little confused, slowly fell from the ice bed, and his eyes shot around him, but he still couldn't see Ao Jiao's figure.

Crunch!

With a bright bird cry, he looked behind him and then he realized that Ao Jiao leaned on the ice bed and fell asleep.

Close his eyes and leaned on the ice bed, dissipating his usual eccentricity and hot temper, which was cold and charming.

The full figure adds a touching charm, making it look tempting and seductive, like a sleeping goddess.

Noble and gorgeous, cold and charming.

The little yellow-haired man was full of energy. He stood on Ao Jiao's shoulders, with spiritual eyes, looking around with vigilant eyes, like a guardian.

Seeing Xiao Chen recovered, the little yellow-haired looked quite excited.

Seeing that it was about to scream, Xiao Chen quickly made a booing gesture and pointed at Ao Jiao.

The little yellow-haired realized it, and a lively look flashed in his eyes. He shut up and made a boo gesture with his wings.

At this moment, Ao Jiao's eyelashes moved, and when she saw Xiao Chen in the white clothes, she suddenly lost all sleepiness.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he stood up in a hurry and hugged Xiao Chen.

A thick flame immediately ignited in the little yellow-haired eyes, and was full of jealousy, grinning at Xiao Chen.
Chapter completed!