Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, his left hand opened, and his huge black hand turned into a five-finger mountain.

"How is it possible? My Yan family's dragon-capturing hand does not inherit the martial soul and cannot be used at all. How could he learn it!"

In Yan Tianzheng's unbelievable gaze, the giant hand slapped him directly, threw him to the ground, and threw him out with a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze, the green dragon martial soul in his body roared, and endless vitality poured into his right hand. The Yueying Sword slashed violently, causing a gust of wind, and directly threw away the three people in the air.

A thunder fell from the sky, and a dazzling lightning lit up from the blade. The sword drawing technique was quickly used, and the Thunder Break Sword Technique, which was close to the realm of Dacheng.

The sword was as fast as lightning, causing a biting cold wind, and directly split the person behind him who was about to attack him in half!

The three Biyun Peak disciples who were thrown on the ground felt a chill when they saw their companions cut off by Xiao Chen in half.

He stood there for a moment before rushing over with the knife again. Xiao Chen smiled gently and took a step forward. Another thunder blew across the sky, and Xiao Chen's momentum slowly increased.

Facing the three disciples of Biyun Peak who rushed up, Xiao Chen held the hilt tightly with his right hand, pulled it casually, and drew a brilliant arc in the air, which flashed continuously from the upwards.

Explosion! Xiao Chen shouted softly, and the lightning above the arc shook violently~long wind~wen~xue~et, and made a sound.

A sharp wave of air was generated, and the air flowing water was blown away, and the three of them were immediately shocked away.

There were sounds of footsteps from behind, and the remaining three people had already surrounded him from behind. Xiao Chen ignored it, and accompanied by a thunderclap, his body soared into the sky.

This move of the sky-slashing slash had been transformed by Xiao Chen's envoy. His body seemed to have broken through the space in the air, and a rainbow light passed by.

The rainbow light flew in a flash. After a long time, there was a loud noise. A warrior was penetrated by his body and exploded to pieces.

Standing in the air, Xiao Chen's body stopped strangely in the air, and thunder kept exploding behind him, sound waves fluctuated around, and leaves fell in the dense forest.

Because she was afraid of being distracted, Song Qianhe had never paid attention to the battlefield next to her. At this moment, Xiao Chen made such a big noise and had to watch it even if she wanted to.

As a result, when Song Qianhe saw it, he was shocked. Xiao Chen, who originally thought he could easily take it down, had already killed three disciples of Biyun Peak and had firmly gained the upper hand.

Liu Suifeng and Chu Xinyun were really surprised by Xiao Chen's strength. They hurriedly entangled Song Qianhe and refused to let him go over to help. The battle between the three of them became even more intense.

Song Qianhe was anxious and took action harder and heavier, and he beat the two of them backwards. However, after Chu Xinyun used his real power, the two of them withstood Song Qianhe's attack without any problem.

Thunder Slash!

Xiao Chen shouted lightly, and the light on the blade was shining like lightning, falling from the sky. It landed on the head of a disciple of Biyun Peak. The Yueying Knife quickly slashed down, and a crackling sound rang out.

The soul soldier that the man used to resist instantly split into two halves, and the Moon Shadow Knife fell down without any pause, splitting the man from head to toe in two halves.

Looking at the two people next to him, Xiao Chen did not stop at all. He was like a flowing cloud and water, and the thunder slashed in succession, and the water naturally went with the flow.

Xiao Chen's entire aura rose to the peak. Now he feels like a thunder god, and he has accumulated four energy moves of thunder and two consecutive slashes.

The power carried on the blade is extremely huge and is almost at its peak, making people unable to resist.

Brush! The two people next to them were cut in two neatly. The flashing electric light of the blade body turned their bodies into charred black.

"There are three more." Xiao Chen lowered his knife and stood, and the momentum on his body slowly dissipated.

The three of them were already denied their courage at this time. They wanted to run but didn't dare to run away, for fear that Song Qianheqiu would settle the score later. Then they would have no good life in Biyun Peak.

"His energy should have been consumed almost all, don't be afraid!"

The three of them comforted each other and ran towards Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen smiled faintly, and his body suddenly became blurred like flowing water. The moon shadow knife in his hand divided into three afterimages, which instantly doubled.

"This is Liuyun Sanying, how could he be!"

This is a secret skill that only true disciples of Biyun Peak can learn. After the great success, they have the power of the Earth-level martial arts. At this moment, Xiao Chen used it, and the three of them couldn't figure it out.

Caught off guard, Xiao Chen slashed like flowing water, leaving a terrifying scar on each of the three of them, and blood flowed.

"It's interesting." Xiao Chen thought to himself that the Liuyun Three Shadows did not expect that the first method of using the Dou Sheng Source Change of Words is to imitate it.

It is as gentle and silent as flowing water, but it has the surging momentum of rivers, flowing endlessly, and can move at will, making people unable to understand it. This is the essence of the three shadows of the flowing clouds.

After using these three shadows of the flowing clouds, Xiao Chen suddenly realized in his heart. This was a wonderful state that could be encountered and hard to find.

Xiao Chen forgot all the situation around him and was immersed in the artistic conception of the three shadows of Liuyun.

The Source of Dou Sheng’s Word Changes continues to simulate the three shadows of the flowing clouds, and the whole person is like a trickle of streams, flowing constantly.

The river water slowly became surging and became a rushing river, rolling in, surging away, slapping countless waves.

No, Liuyun Sanying didn't want this feeling. Xiao Chen shook his head in his heart and said, and the steps under his feet began to change.

The rushing river slowly calmed down and turned into a calm sea.

There is no waves above the sea water, it is as smooth as a mirror, and the flowing clouds in the sky are swimming quickly in the sea, as if there is another sky here.

The flowing water under the sea slowly moved, and the huge rocks like high mountains, over time, turned into small earth depressed under this silent erosion.

Xiao Chenmu woke up and was shocked when he looked at the surrounding environment. He had walked hundreds of meters away without hesitation.

The three disciples of Biyun Peak were also dragged over by themselves. There was no perfect skin on their bodies, all of which were wounds of varying depths. They could not die.

Where Xiao Chen passed by, a three-foot-wide gully appeared, as if it had been passed by flowing water, smooth without any waves.

Song Qianhe looked at all this in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief, and murmured: "This is the artistic conception of the Supreme Sage Ruoshui, and my father has never achieved it."

Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Liu Suifeng shouted, and the sword light on the long sword suddenly rose. When the sword light arrived, Song Qianhe felt a dangerous aura and quickly came back to his senses and waved the sword to block the attack.

Xiao Chen took a step and stared at Song Qianhe in the battle. Yan Tianzheng was slowly replying, struggling to stand up.

Dragon-catchering hand! Xiao Chen didn't even look at him. His black giant palm appeared out of thin air, his five fingers gathered together and turned into a giant fist. When the earth shook, Yan Tianzheng was directly hammered into a piece of meat paste.

Xiao Chen had a faint smile on his face and walked towards Song Qianhe step by step. He turned his spiritual consciousness into a huge god in the void.

The god opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, cutting through the void, and looking directly at Song Qianhe. This was once a simulated god by an ancient saint, and Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness was naturally not as powerful as the saint, and it was more than enough to deal with Song Qianhe.

Song Qianhe, who was fighting with Liu Suifeng and Chu Xinyun, felt an invisible pressure, as if a pair of eyes had penetrated time and his eyes entered his mind directly.

As Xiao Chen got closer, the pressure gradually increased, and I felt that my heartbeat seemed to be combined with Xiao Chen's footsteps.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heartbeat was getting harder and louder, as if it was about to jump out of the chest at any time. Song Qianhe thought to himself, what's going on? That person is just a low-grade martial artist. Don't panic, be calm.

But although he was desperately calling to calm down, his hands and feet seemed to be bound by something. There were all kinds of flaws. Liu Suifeng took this opportunity to leave many scars on his body.

Xiao Chen did not take action, but stood quietly beside him, constantly gathering his spiritual consciousness on the god. He could not see the god behind the naked eye, and golden apertures began to appear, with dazzling golden light and dazzling.

A golden light suddenly shot out from the god's eyes, and the golden light penetrated directly into Song Qianhe's soul. Song Qianhe's whole body trembled, his eyes wide open, and his body was temporarily imprisoned.

After the god shot out this golden light, it immediately jumped and shattered. Xiao Chen seized this opportunity and used the Qinglong Cloud Skill, and his body turned into a dragon and soared.

Bringing a ray of smoke and dust through Liu Suifeng and the others, he instantly came to Song Qianhe, and slashed directly on his chest with a knife.

boom!

A huge metal handover sound came, and the guy was wearing a ground-level high-level armor on his chest. Xiao Chen did not kill him with one blow.

But the huge force gathered on the blade knocked him out fiercely, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering a considerable internal injury.

Song Qianhe woke up and saw that the situation was hopeless, he turned around and was about to leave.

"If you want to run away, leave the ice crystal flowers for me!" Liu Suifeng roared angrily, flew up on the ground, and the small horizontal knife in his hand kept spinning between his palms.

With a throw, the small horizontal knife that was rotating quickly brought up the airflow around it and blew up a violent hurricane. The hurricane rose from the ground and instantly swept Song Qianhe in. A wave of miserable screams came from it.

When he stopped, Song Qianhe fell heavily from the sky with scars on his body. Xiao Chen stepped forward and took off the Qiankun ring in his hand.

As soon as he arrived, a large piece of lower-level spirit stone fell from it, and there were many other excellent elixirs and golden tickets.

Xiao Chen found the ice crystal flowers from it and handed them to Liu Suifeng. Liu Suifeng showed a faint smile on his face and came over happily one after another.

Looking at at least a hundred lower-level spirit stones on the ground, Liu Suifeng's face became even more smiling, and he asked Xiao Chen: "What should I do if these spirit stones!"
Chapter completed!