In the center of the battlefield, Xiao Chen's spiritual sense did see the body of a half-step martial emperor master. It seemed that what those people said before was true.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw that there were also some warriors standing in the air, with a number of about one hundred people.

These people's eyes were quiet, their aura was restrained, and they were motionless. They stared at the battle situation in the field, and the dust seemed to be unable to stop their sight.

King Wu can indeed fly in the air, but if he wants to stay in the air for a long time, the energy consumed is not a small part of it.

It can also be seen that these warriors standing in the air have much higher cultivation than those standing on the ground.

It is obvious that if the battle situation is a result, it is much faster to dive directly from the air than to rush over from the ground.

These martial kings on the ground also wanted to stop in the air for a long time, but they could not resist the consumption of their vitality. This is the gap.

Xiao Chen continued to look at Bailixi's figure, and finally saw Bailixi's figure one thousand meters northeast of his own.

Around Baili Xi, there were several warriors with very strong aura. Baili Xi was talking to these people in a low voice. It seemed that the other party had also found his companion and was ready to act together.

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Chen found a stone, quickly carved out a goshawk, and gently said with a finger = long = wind = literature    et for soldiers.

call!

A goshawk appeared at Xiao Chen's feet and slowly carried him up into the air. There was no doubt that the air was obviously a more suitable place for action.

When several warriors next to him heard the movement, they sensed Xiao Chen's cultivation level and couldn't help but smile: "This kid is really overestimating his abilities, and the air is so stupid."

"If we can go up, we have gone up long ago. We really don't know the world. We thought that with the spirit pet, others would have no choice but to deal with him?"

"Let's watch the fun. Anyway, the battle situation over there will be some time to end, so I'll just treat it as fun."

The few people had a faint ridicule on their faces, and they looked at Xiao Chen, who was flying higher and higher in the air, and their eyes were full of expectations.

There are even some people with even fierce eyes, hoping that Xiao Chen would be seriously injured and get a bargain.

When Xiao Chen heard this, he was slightly shocked. It seemed that he was thinking a little differently. In addition to the reason why he could not consume his vitality, there were other reasons why these warriors did not go into the air.

No matter what, the generals came to block the water and soil, and he was not afraid of anyone half a step below the Martial Emperor. Even if he was not a match for some top-ranking Martial Kings, he would be more calm to escape without hesitation.

"Boy, is this place you can stay? Get back." Xiao Chen had just stopped, and a bald warrior flew over a hundred meters away from the front.

Hearing the bald warrior's voice, the eyes of other warriors also swept over in the air, and their eyes seemed very interesting.

"Hahaha, this kid is dead. He is so desperate that he actually chose Shi Feng's territory. That guy is famously fierce."

"It seems like a rookie. Shi Feng is very famous in the south of this ancient land."

The warriors on the ground laughed when they saw Xiao Chen flying to the bald warriors.

Xiao Chen stood above the goshawk, holding the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, and looking at the bald warrior in front of him, his eyes were extremely calm.

In the air, the area looks vast, but the good location is all occupied.

If he wants to find a good place, he must bombard one of them, and at the same time show his strength and form a deterrent force.

The other warriors dare not act rashly, and the person in front of him was not only in a very good position, but also the best target for Xiao Chen to establish his authority after considering it.

The bald warrior Shi Feng had a ferocious face, holding a big sword in his hand, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't say anything, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger and he said coldly: "Say it again, this is my territory. Now get out of here immediately."

In the air, other top-ranking martial kings felt the murderous aura of Dao Shifeng and thought to themselves that this little guy riding in the goshawk would be dead.

There were hundreds of warriors present, and there were only one hundred people in the air. Shi Feng was able to grab a place, and his strength was obviously not comparable to that of an ordinary top-grade martial king.

It is too simple to deal with a low-grade martial king.

Shi Feng's face was gloomy, and his murderous aura was as solid as the substance, spreading all over him, with murderous intent revealed in his eyes, staring at Xiao Chen tightly.

"If you don't cherish the opportunity, then go and die!"

Seeing that Xiao Chen had no intention of retreating, Shi Feng roared angrily, his feet were a little in the void, and his body flashed in the air, leaving behind afterimages.

Mad dragon explosion!

A flame rose up on the big sword, forming a blue dragon, which hovered quickly on the blade, and the dragon head roared, and a trace of the power of the blue dragon appeared.

"What a powerful crazy dragon explosion, Shi Feng's understanding of the artistic conception of fire has become deeper. The dragon power in his body can actually be integrated into the sword move."

"This move is comparable to the power of the top martial arts in the ground level. The white-robed boy must not be able to resist it. We will go there and prepare to pick up his body."

Several nimble warriors flashed their bodies and quickly flew to the rear of Xiao Chen and Shi Feng's battle, and no one was willing to fall behind.

Xiao Chen felt a little faint in his heart. As expected, Shi Feng's martial arts were indeed mainly based on Dragon Power.

That would be easy. If it were other top-grade martial kings, Xiao Chen might have been unable to easily take down the opponent after spending most of the day.

But this Shifeng, the Qinglong Martial Spirit is an ancient divine beast and the ancestors of all dragons. If you play with dragon power in front of him, it would be that you are not seeking death by yourself.

Holding the Yueying Knife in his left hand, Xiao Chen still stood on the goshawk with a calm expression on his face, as the violent Canglong was about to surging.

The right hand suddenly stretched forward, spread his five fingers together to form a palm, and the thought in his heart moved. The blue dragon tattoo on the right arm seemed to have come alive, slowly swimming on the surface of the skin.

boom!

The violent flame dragon began to sway violently, and the entire blade body kept trembling.

Shi Feng only felt the dragon power in his body, and suddenly he felt something very terrible, using messy things in his body, and no matter how he controlled it, he could not calm down.

Xiao Chen shouted lightly, loosened his palm forward, and the blue dragon wandering between his arms made an invisible dragon roar.

Bang bang!

Two crisp sounds followed, and the flame dragon hovering above the blade shattered, and the blade also broke into a piece of scattered on the ground.

Shi Feng spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell straight onto the ground like a kite with broken strings.

His face was so pale that he had worked hard to practice for decades, but it was all dispersed at this moment. Without a year or two of his cultivation, it was unlikely that he would recover as before.

Shi Feng got up from the ground, his face showed an inexplicable expression of horror, and looked at Xiao Chen with fear in his eyes, and ran away as if he didn't say anything.

The speed is so fast that it is surprising and disappears into everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

In the battlefield, there were still strong winds roaring, flying dust filled the sky, thunder explosions, and terrifying energy that never stopped for a moment.

But all the warriors two thousand meters away from the battlefield opened their mouths wide and couldn't speak, and they were extremely lonely for a moment.

How could it be that the top martial arts in the ground level were actually broken by this white-robed boy with a slight palm, and that palm seemed to have no power at all.

With a light palm, he scared away a top-ranking martial king. How strong is this white-robed boy?

But the key to the problem is that although Xiao Chen’s aura is strong, he is indeed only at the level of a lower-grade Martial King.

Even if the top skills he practiced and had the treasures of heaven and earth, it was just a par with Shi Feng. It would never be possible to scare the other party away with just one palm.

All kinds of questions circling in everyone's minds, and they were puzzled.

Those who were waiting to watch jokes on the ground were even more frightened. Even Shi Feng was not his opponent, so wouldn't he be even more unmatched?

Xiao Chen withdrew his palm and looked at the warriors who were about to pick up his body on the ground. He smiled faintly and waved his palm gently.

retreat!

Several strong winds blew everywhere, and the eight mid-grade peak martial kings were shocked and quickly scattered.

Just kidding, this is a palm that even Shi Feng can easily defeat, so how dare they bear it?

But after a moment, the terrifying power they imagined did not come and nothing happened.

Xiao Chen withdrew his right hand, and the purple thunder fire in his eyes began to gather slowly. He looked at the crowd on the ground and smiled faintly: "Sorry, just kidding, you dare to pick up my body. I didn't expect you to be so brave."

It turned out to be just a joke. The eight people on the ground breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were angry, they didn't dare to be as presumptuous as before.

Huh!

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly took another move, and a purple arrow shot out from his right eye.

A middle-grade Martial King, the silk on his head burned out of thin air.

"It's so hot, my head, my head..." The man was shocked and began to slap his head desperately, trying to extinguish the flames above his head.

The other seven people took a breath of air conditioning and felt a little scared, and their heads and foreheads were separated by a thread. What this means is self-evident.

He looked at the young man in white robe above the goshawk again. The other party was still calm and had a faint smile on his face, making him look light and relaxed.

The seven people said nothing and quickly fled here. If this person was unhappy, the strange purple fire would not be their heads.

Thinking about my previous experience, I not only laughed at the other party, but even had a vicious heart. I wanted to take advantage of the other party's serious injury, so how dare I stay here?

As soon as this move was used, many warriors could see it clearly. It was a wisp of flame arrow that was extremely fast. It was different from the previous inexplicable palm, which made people clearly feel his strength.
Chapter completed!