But this time, the obstacle Xiao Chen encountered was even stronger than the one in the dark and deep forest. He simulated his spiritual sense into a golden spear, but he still couldn't shake a trace of it.

The fat man said with some trepidation: "Why do I think the entrance of this cave leads to the grave? It's so weird."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "Maybe it's really a tomb. Isn't the place where the ancient powerful people sit and transform into a place where they die? It's actually no different from the tomb."

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly said, "Someone has targeted us, they are all masters."

Xiao Chen frowned, his spiritual sense turned into a halo, spreading out around him, and after a moment he spoke: "It's from the Hua family, there are five peak martial artists in total."

As soon as he finished speaking, the unknown martial artist jumped out from behind, forming a semicircle, surrounding the three of them. The leader was a little surprised to see Xiao Chen and Jin Dabao staying together.

"Two, please avoid it, our Hua family..."

Thunder escape!

Xiao Chen shouted lightly and appeared directly beside the great martial artist. The moon shadow sword jumped on the electric light, and the sword drawing technique was used, and the words of the person who spoke were deeply forced back.

The fat man scolded: "When I'm with the boy, I'll offend all the people from several major families sooner or later."

"Kill!" Su Xiaoxiao said lightly, and the figure flashed in the air, and her slender hands like white jade gently stroked the strings. Changfeng Literature         The person who spoke first obviously did not expect that Xiao Chen would be so strong that he didn't even have a chance to speak, so he slashed at him directly.

Puchi!

His body flew backward, but a wound was cut on his chest by Xiao Chen Yueying Sword. The surging current on the Yueying Sword instantly rushed into his body, slowing down his movements.

Arc slash!

The blade made an arc in the air, and within three meters ahead of Xiao Chen was surrounded by this inverted arc. The great martial artist's body was forced by electric light and became extremely slow. Before he could react, he was turned into two halves by the arc.

A warrior at the peak of the Great Martial Arts was immediately killed by Xiao Chen for a mistake. This is the power of the Thunder Sword Technique. As long as he successfully uses the first sword, even if he is one level higher than Xiao Chen, he can still cut it with one sword.

Strike sideways!

Xiao Chen turned around gently, leaned his body, and suddenly hit him. The warrior who rushed behind him was immediately hit on his chest by Xiao Chen's right shoulder.

The man was originally helping the previous great martial artist to surround Xiao Chen and form a front and back attack on him, but he didn't expect that Xiao Chen killed a peak great martial artist in two moves, and then turned around and attacked him.

Caught off guard, Xiao Chen immediately ran away. He took two steps back before trying to relieve this terrifying power. He said with lingering fear, what a terrifying body.

Xiao Chen took two steps forward, clenched his fist with his right hand and banged directly. The wind whistled and the thunder sounded loudly. Before the man stood firm, the tumbling qi and blood in his body had not yet calmed down, and he had to go out of his palm.

There was a crisp sound, and Xiao Chen, who passed through the body tempered by Tianlei and the seven seven-leaf flowers, directly punched his right hand into a pile of mud.

"ah……"

The man screamed in pain, looking at the broken right hand, his face full of shock, and a flash of sword light flashed. As his mind was lost, Xiao Chen's sword drawing technique directly split him in half.

Xiao Chen had no expression on his face, took out the Soul Sorrow Bow and put a Yuanguang Arrow on. A huge force from his body spread to his right hand, pulling the Soul Sorrow Bow into a full moon shape, aiming at a great martial artist who was fighting with Jin Dabao.

The great martial artist felt a murderous aura coming from behind, and quickly threw away Jin Dabao and jumped towards him. Xiao Chen closed his eyes and made a Taoist mark in his heart.

Puchi!

The Yuanguang arrow came out of the string and turned into a stream of light, piercing through the Taoist mark made by Xiao Chen. The great martial artist spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground.

Swish! Swish!

Xiao Chen moved his hands in succession, and two more Yuanguang arrows shot out. The remaining two great martial artists were shot through one after another, without any resistance.

The fat man exclaimed beside him: "This Soul Sorrow Bow is really perverted. Whoever shoots it will die? This guy is also a pervert. It is said that pulling the Soul Sorrow Bow requires a thousand pounds of force, and he can actually shoot three arrows in a row."

Su Xiaoxiao carried the Guqin back into her arms, and a hint of amaze flowed through her beautiful eyes, "The potential of the Soul Sorrow Bow is far more than this. As long as the user's physical strength is strong enough, its power exceeds ten thousand pounds of power, it is not impossible."

"After the former owner of Tiangong Villa spent all his life creating the Soul Sorrow Bow, no one could pull it because it could not use vitality and could only rely on the power of the body."

"After the old owner passed away, the new owner sold the Soul Bow at a low price. I wonder what their expression would look like when they saw the current situation."

The fat man said in confusion: "The old owner, why are you making a soul bow that no one can pull? Isn't this just enough to eat and have nothing to do?"

Su Xiaoxiao sighed quietly and said with great sorrow: "It's just to repay the favor of an old friend, I have spent my whole life's energy."

Xiao Chen collected the bow and picked up the Yuanguang arrow that fell on the ground. The power of the Soul Sorrow Bow and the Yuanguang arrow were far beyond his imagination, and in his feelings, the Soul Sorrow Bow still has potential to dig.

After picking up Yuanguang arrows, Xiao Chen began to pack up the spoils and started to tinker with these great martial artists. Seeing this, the fat man quickly snatched them with Xiao Chen.

"Now, the guy is really rich. After searching for two people, he got 3,000 taels of gold and a few bottles of good elixirs." The fat man said with a smile on his hands holding the gold ticket.

Xiao Chen was lazy to pay attention to him, shot out a few strands of purple thunder and burned the corpse on the ground to ashes, looked deeply at the dark hole, and walked in without hesitation.

Jin Dabao and the others quickly followed. The closer they got to the entrance of the cave, the more intense the cold air that penetrated the heart, making people shudder and shivered. Only after the three of them activated their vitality did they feel a little better.

The black hole was a long corridor, walking around it was terrible and silent. None of the three of them spoke, and even the fat man who had always been active kept silent.

The three of them didn't know how long they had been, and a little light appeared in front of them. Xiao Chen was happy and quickly accelerated the distance. After a moment, a vast underground palace appeared in front of everyone.

"Run quickly, the dead people in the coffin ran out, and many of the warriors from the Duanmu family in front of them died."

"There are monsters here. Are they ancient ruins? It's so terrifying."

"Another person was instantly demonized by the demonic energy tank just now."

Before the three of them could be happy, a large group of warriors ran over from the front in screaming and wanted to escape. Everyone was a little nervous for a moment.

Fatty Jin said a little astonished: "What's going on? They all ran back one by one."

Xiao Chen grabbed a warrior and asked in detail. The warrior replied that the Duanmu family opened a black ancient coffin in the underground palace. The corpse inside had survived and was killed when they saw people.

There were also a lot of monsters that were like bats suddenly popped up in a dark river in the underground palace, with a large number of monsters that reached the fifth-level, and were numerous.

Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, but took the lead in walking forward. On the wall ahead, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered there to watch something.

"This is definitely an ancient martial art. It was carved on the wall by ancestors, but I can't understand it at all!"

"I will definitely not understand without a certain understanding. I saw Ji Changkong coming here before. After he finished reading it, he immediately destroyed the last three murals."

"He must have realized something, otherwise he would not have destroyed the last three murals."

Xiao Chen and the other two hurriedly squeezed in and saw many murals carved on the wall. Some of the people in the paintings were dancing swords, some were sitting upright, and some were standing quietly.

Everyone's expressions are different, but each person's movements give people a feeling of great harmony. Every move drives the momentum of heaven and earth.

Xiao Chen looked down one by one, sweeping his spiritual sense over the stone wall. As soon as he integrated his spiritual sense, Xiao Chen seemed to feel like he had entered a real version of the world.

After seeing a picture, I felt something gained in my heart. The purple thunder in my body actually started to operate automatically. He entered a strange feeling. When he saw the last one, he found that the original three murals were destroyed on the stone wall.

"It seems that Ji Changkong must have realized something here before he will destroy it." Xiao Chen said with a little regret in his heart. The three most critical murals were destroyed, and the purple thunder fissure that was moving in his body stopped. The wonderful feeling just now also disappeared.

But even so, Xiao Chen felt that the vitality in his body was much more abundant than before, and the realm of a top-grade martial artist was further consolidated.

Su Xiaoxiao Muran opened her eyes and said in surprise: "This is a saint's enlightenment picture. Everyone in the painting is a real saint in ancient times."

"The last three pictures of the saints attaining enlightenment were destroyed by Ji Changkong, otherwise it would look easier."

The fat man could not see any Taoist rhyme after watching it for a long time. He said angrily: "What's the good thing about the Enlightenment Picture? It's not a martial art. The person who portrays this picture is also unethical. Wouldn't it be enough to just draw a preaching picture?"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, a saint sitting upright on the wall seemed to feel the fat man's insults, and on the mural, his eyelids seemed to move.

"What's going on? I just saw that man's eyelids move."

"I won't see it, right? I've seen it too."

Bang!

A force that penetrated time and space came, and everyone felt a little dazed. When they realized it, they saw the fat man lying hundreds of meters behind him, still turning around and crying with somersaults, and his mouth hurt so hard.

"The saint has appeared. A look from tens of thousands of years ago is actually so powerful. It's so terrifying."

"Even though the saint dies, the holy power is still there. Even if it has passed for thousands of years, it will not be desecrated."

"Yes, it seems that in the perverted fat man, he is also a scumbag in front of the saint."

Xiao Chen rushed over and helped the fat man up and said, "Are you okay? What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!