In the hall, the crowd had already scattered to one side, leaving a wide area for Xiao Chen and Jinlin.

Jin Lin looked at Xiao Chen. This name that was well-known two years ago was not only nervous, but also more excited. His eyes were slowly burning with fanatical flames.

After standing still, Jin Lin said unhappily: "Senior Brother Xiao Chen, do you look down on me so much? You don't even take out the knife."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Just make a knife, you can see my knife later."

Pretending to be a ghost, Jin Lin muttered in his heart, and his broad hand held the hilt of the knife, and the long blood-colored sword suddenly pulled out. He looked at Xiao Chen with an angry look, and then he shouted and suddenly gushed blood.

Jinlin stepped on his toes and rose from the ground, as if he was stepping on a wave of blood under his feet.

It was his use of the Blood Wave Sword Technique, which was quite proficient in, and it would be higher and higher when used. Feng Xingsheng was very impressed by his Blood Wave Sword Technique. He said that he could fight him in real time in less than five years.

Click!

Xiao Chen's body flashed, and a loud and crisp sound of swords suddenly sounded between the sky and the earth, as if the treasure was unsheathed. The crisp, clean and lofty sound also contained a domineering spirit of the emperor.

If it were a familiar Xiao Chen, you would know that Xiao Chen had improved his emperor's domineering aura and added his newly enlightened sword path.

Jinlin felt dazzled. He clearly saw the appearance of the knife, but why did he hear the sound of the peerless treasure sword being sheathed? A gust of sword wind blew, and Xiao Chen passed by him with a lightning speed.

With a puff, Jinlin showed that his body protection law was broken, and a dazzling knife mark was left on the armor on his chest. He felt a slight coolness on his chest, but this knife only broke his armor, but left no scars on him.

He was shocked and quickly stopped the move. He turned around and rolled up the bloody wolf, and happened to appear Xiao Chen who was detouring behind him and kicked him.

It was clearly a foot, but it gave him a feeling of a sword light, which slashed from bottom to top. The knife was intent, and the sound of precious swords buzzing everywhere in the air, and the blood-colored sword in his hand was a little unsteady.

It was too late to move the knife when it was swinging. This kick easily broke his body protection law again, leaving a clear knife mark on his left shoulder armor.

Retreat!

It was so weird that Jin Lin quickly retreated, preparing to familiarize himself with Xiao Chen's routine first, and then think of countermeasures. The bloody wolf under his feet tumbling and flew backwards.

Xiao Chen followed him closely, his body flashing, and there were unparalleled blades everywhere. The loud chanting of swords in the world never stopped. His movements were like flowing clouds and water, pleasing to the eye, but there were murderous intent everywhere.

After ten moves, Jin Lin's armor was broken too many traces. With a sway, it was broken into pieces.

Another flash of figure, Xiao Chen hit Jinlin sideways, as if a machete, using his body as the blade and shoulder as the edge, violently slashing from top to bottom.

With a loud bang, the barrier of the Heavenly Saint Law intertwined in front of the golden scales was easily broken into two halves. The vision derived from the Blood Wave Sword Technique also completely disintegrated, his face turned pale, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen stood opposite Aite as he fell, and silently glanced at Jinlin.

At one glance, the sword soul was pierced, containing the immortal will of thunder, and it burst out with its sight. In an instant, Jinlin felt countless peerless treasure swords flying towards it, and the next moment it was penetrated by the Thousand Knife holes, and there was no complete corpse dead.

With his feet constantly retreating, Jin Lin accidentally fell to the ground, touching his intact body, and said in a daze: "Aren't I dead? Why are I still alive?"

That looked quite funny. In the eyes of outsiders, Jin Lin stood up well. After taking a few steps, he said to himself that he was dead. All of the other nineteen disciples laughed.

Jin Lin reacted and recalled Xiao Chen's last glance. He really thought he was dead at that time. The feeling of death was too real.

It was incredible and incredible. Jinlin stood up and looked at Xiao Chen, feeling that the other party was unfathomable and completely unmeasurable.

"I'm willing to accept the disadvantage, I'm convinced. Jinlin's sword technique is indeed not worth mentioning." Jinlin bowed his hand and did not dare to look at Xiao Chen's eyes.

At that last glance, in addition to the prototype of the sword soul and the immortal thunder will, Xiao Chen also used some tricks in the Qing Emperor's sword drawing map. After studying the sword drawing map for so long, Xiao Chen did not find anything.

Cleverly integrate some of these techniques with the meaning as a knife that you have learned. After you become successful in the future, killing people at a glance will not be a fantasy.

Xiao Chen's original intention was not to shock the other party. Seeing Jin Lin's performance at this moment could have met his expectations and said, "You have already died once. At the last glance, you can understand it carefully and you will definitely gain something."

Jin Lin pondered without saying a word, thinking about something, and carefully thought about Xiao Chen's last sentence.

Han Qinghe spoke at the right time and said with a smile: "Who else is not convinced now? Just challenge Senior Brother Xiao Chen to have a knife technique."

Everyone shook their heads to see what Jinlin was going on, who would dare not accept Xiao Chen?

Han Qinghe smiled with satisfaction, walked to Xiao Chen, and said apologetically: "Xiao Chen, in this extraordinary period, all the king-class warships in the gate have been transferred to the Starry Silver Lake, and I really can't take out the king-class warship. I have an enhanced holy-class warship here, and it can still be done by navigating the starry sky."

"No, I happen to have a king-class battleship."

Xiao Chen opened his mouth and vomited. A king-class warship with a majestic and engraved with a green dragon hovering in it, hovering in the sky with the vast aura of the boundless kingdom.

"Dragon Gate Battleship!"

"It's really a Dragon Gate warship. Legend has it that it was built by the Qing Emperor himself. The Dragon Gate warship is the dragon among the kings. The Emperor's warship does not come out and will surpass the kings."

"As soon as the Dragon Gate warship comes out, we will definitely return triumphantly this time. At that time, the Dragon Gate warship swept across all directions invincible."

A group of junior disciples saw that the Longmen warship appeared and shouted, without Han Qinghe's words, jumped up and looked at the warships excitedly.

Looking at the rising morale of some of Wang Xing's younger generations, Han Qinghe smiled helplessly and said to Xiao Chen: "I'll leave these juniors to you. I'll wait for your good news at Haotianxing."

"There will be a period later."

With a gentle jump, Xiao Chen jumped onto the Dragon Gate Battleship, waved his palm, and eighteen canvases carved with runes rose up.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Gate Battleship soared into the sky, and drove in the vast galaxy with a group of passionate descendants.

The universe is vast and boundless. From the perspective of a warrior, the galaxy with Kunlun Realm as its core is already so big that it has no boundaries. If you have not understood the way of time and space, even a quasi-emperor cannot fly out.

There are countless stars, and there are many types, but among the many stars, they can be seen by the forces of all sizes in the Kunlun Realm, but the number of them is called resource stars is limited.

With such a huge force in the Wushen Palace, the number of resource stars it controls is limited in the surrounding star fields of Kunlun Realm, only ten.

Each resource star contains infinite wealth, various rare ores, and countless spiritual veins. The huge resources that can be given to the Wushen Palace every year are distributed to the major human sects in the Tianwu Domain.

If you lose one of ten resource stars, losing one will cause damage to your muscles and bones.

The chaos began, and the top leaders of the five major clans deliberately removed all the master-level martial saints, quasi-emperors, and the powerful martial emperors who were in charge of the resource star.

Man-made cruel battles. In the chaos, the Wushen Palace has completely lost two resource stars, and now the third resource star named Longmu is also in danger.

The surface of Dragon Jupiter is mostly covered by the ocean, and the vast ocean is dotted with islands like stars.

On the stars that are all oceans, controlling the island is equivalent to controlling the surrounding sea areas. Whether it is the spiritual plants on the bottom of the sea, the deep-sea mineral veins, or the resource mines on the island, at least an island needs to be used as a base to continue operating.

The competition for islands becomes crucial.

On the largest island of Long Jupiter, a magnificent city is built, with millions of residents in the city, which looks no different from the cities in the Kunlun Realm.

The only difference is that there are either powerless mortals in the city or masters above the Martial Emperor level.

No wonder, why there are so many mortals on the Resource Star.

The excavation of various mineral veins requires a lot of manpower. This kind of thing is not very dangerous or technical, and only requires ordinary physical strength. It is definitely a waste of talent to do it by warriors.

The role of warriors on the resource star is mainly used to protect these mortals from being hurt by star beasts. But in this chaotic period, the main time is spent on fighting against the corpse tribe.

The base camp of the Wushen Palace here is built on this island and stands on a high mountain in the island.

Built along the mountain, it is full of rows of defensive towers and huge sturdy stone houses, not many fancy buildings, everything is mainly practical.

After the mountain top was flattened, a majestic palace was built. Inside the palace, Huang Pufeng, the head of Long Jupiter, was at this time, looking at the physical map on the table at a loss.

The map is equivalent to a reduced version of Jupiter Dragon, and various important islands are condensed in it.

From the flags planted on the island, you can see the severe situation facing the Wushen Palace, which represents the blue flags of Wushen Palace, all shrinking together.

The black flag representing the Temple of Corpse is as aggressive as an arrow, aiming at the defense line of the Temple of War.

In places far away from the two factions, there is also Huntianmen, which is taking advantage of the troubled waters and preparing to get a share of the pie. It is eyeing it and should not be underestimated.

Whoosh!

A flying sword penetrated the wall and appeared indoors out of thin air. This was a unique flying sword letter from the Martial God Palace. Huang Pufeng stretched out his hand and the information in the sword immediately came to his mind, and his face became more ugly.
Chapter completed!