Wow!

The scene was shocked, and many people looked at Xiao Chen, all of whom showed an incredible look.

Xiao Chen, a white-robed swordsman who won consecutive victories in the Five Kingdoms Championship, caused the four dragon veins to shake in the last battle that day. His name was spreading with the spread of the True Dragon List, and the entire Tianwu Great Six and the endless seas in all directions were telling his deeds.

From the Tiandao Pavilion, an incomparable sect, made rapid progress, defeating all the masters, and finally reaching the peak.

In less than three years, he actually returned from the Kunlun Realm and reached the realm of Martial Saints, reaching the realm that these old guys could reach in one or two hundred years.

Sima Hong's face was slightly pale. It turned out that it was him, the guy who had been slapped to death by him, was really back.

"If I don't die, I will definitely kill the Sima family in the future!"

The bold words that day, looking at Xiao Chen's current cultivation level, Sima Hong couldn't help but feel fear, his body trembled slightly, and hesitated for a moment and was about to turn around and leave.

"Sima Hong, if you have the courage, let me take another step."

[     Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, and his sharpness came out, pointing directly at Sima Hong and shouting coldly.

Sima Hong was slightly stunned, a little guilty, and forced himself to cheer up and said, "Xiao Chen, don't think that you can speak wildly if you become a martial saint. You really want to kill the Sima family if you are so arrogant. If you really want to turn your back on the Sima family, the background of our Sima family is really going to turn against you, and Tiandao Pavilion will not have a good life."

The other martial saints' expressions became complicated.

Back then, Sima Hong relied on his power and ignored his identity to make a big fuss in the Tiandao Pavilion, causing countless deaths and injuries to many younger disciples. Finally, he was slapped in the face, but it caused a sensation in all directions.

I'm afraid he would never have imagined that the little character who could not hold on to his hand could not stand in just one move. In less than three years, even he could not see the depth of his cultivation.

Xiao Chen tugged gently and said, "There is a source of injustice and debt. You killed countless disciples from Tiandao Pavilion back then. Don't worry, I will only count this account on you."

"Although my heart is cold, I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately. When you gave me a sword, you beat me half-death. Today I will only ask one question, do you dare to take my finger, but this grudge is over."

There was endless sharpness in his eyes, but his heart was as calm as water. Xiao Chen looked at Sima Hong and quietly waited for the other party's answer.

The storm is coming, and thunder and clouds are surging the city. I just ask one question, do you dare to answer me?

One finger?

The Martial Saints of the Cangqiu Realm present couldn't help but mutter in their hearts, just a single finger. Xiao Chen could not help but look down on him too much.

Could it be that Xiao Chen thought he could poke Sima Hong to death with just one finger?

It’s a bit nonsense. Sima Hong is so old and Xiao Chen is so old. Even if you, Xiao Chen, reached the realm of Martial Saint in Kunlun Realm, your gold content is much stronger than that of the Cangqiu Realm.

But what is the difference between defeating Sima Hong with just one finger and a fairy tale?

Sima Hong's expression moved and said coldly: "My fellow practitioners, you can hear it clearly. This is what he said himself. Just take his finger and you will be able to stop your grudges."

The martial saints who were better than Sima Hong in the field spoke to help him speak.

"Xiao Chen, a real man speaks, he says nothing, don't just turn his back on his words immediately."

"That's right, otherwise even if you become Emperor Wu in the future, you will be a stain on your life."

Xiao Chen's beautiful face remained unchanged like an ancient well, and he said calmly: "I just pointed at it, Sima Hong, I just asked if you dare to answer it!"

"Just, you don't even dare to answer a single finger. I, Sima Hongbai, live so old." Sima Hongyi was not afraid. He was only a little bit injured by just one finger. Sima Hong had the peak of the middle-grade martial saint.

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart. He was so arrogant when he died, he was so arrogant. He really looked at the sky in a well, and did not know how big the sky outside the sky was.

The Emperor Overlord's bloodline was activated in an instant, and more than 300 Heavenly Saint Laws in his body swam like a river.

Rumble, the sound of rushing and howling inside the body, the thunder thunder traction in all directions, and the thunder rolled and rolled.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the purple thunder talisman rotates quickly, and the thunder will mix into the laws of the Heavenly Saint, rushing towards the fingertips.

In the midst of lightning, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and a wisp of sword energy burst out from his fingertips, and the vague wrinkle of the sword soul in the sea of ​​consciousness also emerged.

The purple sword energy, like a charming light and shadow, gathers Xiao Chen's thunder will, 90% of the sword will, and 300 Heavenly Saint Laws with 80% of the thunder attribute energy.

Above the fingertips, a very dazzling purple light first lit up. The purple light flashed. It blocked the void ahead and fell apart in an instant. The entire space shattered into tens of thousands of pieces of debris, like a lens.

Seeing that little bit of bright light, Sima Hong's heart sank instantly, knowing that he was very wrong, and his face was scared to death.

The laws of the heavenly saints in his body quickly escaped, and his hands hurriedly formed seals, forming rounds of light curtains in front of him, trying to block this finger.

There are not many laws of the Heavenly Saint, and there are no less than 500, but each one cannot even reach the thickness of the little finger.

It is far inferior to some low-grade martial saints in Kunlun Realm.

Puchi!

The purple sword light flashed by, and the defense under Sima Hongbu was completely like paper, and even the slightest defense effect was not enough.

Blood light splattered all over the sky, Sima Hong's body was penetrated by the sword energy, and his body turned into thousands of space fragments along with the shattered space, without a complete corpse.

As soon as he pointed out that the space was destroyed, Sima Hong didn't even have the chance to snort, and he died silently.

Xiao Chen stopped and stood there. Wherever the sword energy in front of him passed, the space had collapsed, all of which were fragments of space like lenses, wandering around.

The other martial saints were so scared that they were sweating backwards, and the look of horror in their eyes could not be described in words.

What kind of terrifying strength is this? The middle-grade martial saint in the Cangqiu Realm has no ability to resist in front of Xiao Chen.

In fact, it is not that Xiao Chen is too strong, but that these martial saints in the Sky Realm are too weak. Compared with the martial saints in the Kunlun Realm, the foundation is too poor, and it is completely different from the clouds.

What's more, Xiao Chen realized the will of thunder, and his sword intent reached a peak of 90%, and he already had a wrinkle shape of a soul.

This finger seemed to be underestimated, but it was actually used with nearly 80% of its strength. He had no intention of giving Sima Hong a way to survive.

More importantly, we should use this finger to intimidate other martial saints and prevent them from daring to attack the Emperor of Heaven.

The fragments of the free space in front began to be pieced together bit by bit. Xiao Chen dissipated his momentum and said calmly: "The private matter has been resolved, and we will continue to talk about the important matters. Before the Emperor of Heaven's curtain is opened, please go home."

The same thing, Xiao Chen also said it before, and his tone and posture had almost no change.

But the effect this time worked immediately, and most of the time left. If you really don’t leave, just look at Sima Hong’s death without a complete body. You will know.

"Haha, I congratulate my brother Xiao Chen first for obtaining the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven. I will definitely visit Tiandao Pavilion in person for a while."

A voice transmission sounded in Xiao Chen's mind, but it was the leader of the branch sect in the sky of Haotian Sect.

Xiao Chen smiled silently in his heart. I'm afraid most people don't believe what he said. The tomb of the Emperor of Heaven is not suitable to be opened.

But I was too lazy to explain, Xiao Chen sent a message over and said, "Senior, I'm so serious."

The Martial Saint at the scene slowly dissipated, and soon Xiao Chen was left alone, and sighed silently. A cold round bead appeared in Xiao Chen's hand, which was the dragon ball with bright light before.

"Xiao Chen, really don't look at what's in the tomb of the first Emperor Tianwu. Emperor Tianwu is a mysterious figure. It's possible that he will die or not. As long as he opens the coffin, he will know everything."

In the fairy ring, Ao Jiao spoke softly.

Xiao Chen took a look and a cluster of tombs of the Emperor of Heaven among the dense flowers and plants below, and said, "Forget it, since I have agreed to the old dragon, let's complete the unfinished agreement for him."

When the Dragon Ball was about to explode, even Xiao Chen, who was hiding in the lake, was startled, just as he was about to tear the void and leave with all his strength.

However, the dragon ball was swiped and flew into his hands, which surprised him. It turned out that there was a trace of the old dragon's soul in the dragon ball.

Lao Long asked him to continue to protect the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven and not let someone open it.

Xiao Chen could not fully agree, so he could only agree. He could do his best to protect the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven before leaving the sky. After leaving, he was a little out of reach and could not do anything.

Fortunately, Lao Long was also simply. If he had no time to protect him, he would directly cut the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven into the void and completely destroy it.

It was originally a wisp of residual soul, but after saying that, he was completely exhausted and left only the dragon ball in Xiao Chen's hands.

With a move, the Qiankun Flag appeared in Xiao Chen's hand and waved it. Seventy-two array flags escaped. Xiao Chen made gestures with both hands, and was about to use the prohibition to seal the place.

"Interestingly, the cemetery of the first Emperor Tianwu, I didn't expect that in the end, the descendants of Emperor Qing would be protected. In the dark, it seems that there is really something like fate."

A clear voice sounded, and the Chu Dynasty clouds fell from the sky and came to Xiao Chen's front.

He was wearing ancient Tianwu Dynasty costumes, and his expression today was surprisingly solemn, incompatible with the usual breeze and clouds.

Xiao Chen was a little surprised by his appearance, but then he realized it. As the other party's survivor of the Tianwu Dynasty, it was obviously impossible not to know what happened today.

"Are you going to open this Emperor of Heaven? If so, I'm afraid it won't work as you wish." Xiao Chen turned his hand around and the Yueying Knife appeared in his left hand.

Chu Chaoyun pulled a smile on his lips, took a step forward, and said, "You don't want to know whether the first Emperor Tianwu was dead? That's a secret that I don't even know."
Chapter completed!