Xiao Chen reached out and sucked the space ring into the palm of his hand, flashed and quickly left the place.

Neither of these two fathers nor sons are good people who are reasonable and kind. If you say this, you will never do this.

Xiao Chen was determined to kill the two of them, but he really didn't want to see blood at this sword-making peak. After all, whether Ao Jiao can be resurrected depends on Situ Leihong to take action.

Secondly, behind the two, there is a ninth-grade sect like the Zixiao Sword Sect. Although the strength and foundation of the Zixiao Sword Sect are not as good as the top ninth-grade sect like the Haotian Sect.

But in Xuan Domain, offending the Zixiao Sword Sect in the other party’s base camp is also a troublesome.

In a few flashing moments, Xiao Chen stepped on the Thunder Dragon and disappeared among the many swordsmen of the Sword Forging Peak.

"If I had known today, why should I have been there?"

Looking at the embarrassing Ouyang and his son on the ground, the other swordsmen sighed softly. As both swordsmen, they saw Ouyang Long defeated by Xiao Chen, the swordsman.

These people will have some grudges in their hearts.

If it is a normal battle, you may help and even stop the swordsman.

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But after seeing Xiao Chen's strength and lamenting the other party's growth, these people had concerns in their hearts and could only watch Xiao Chen leave.

Furthermore, the two of them are so embarrassed today, they are asking for their own mistakes. They are so called "they are not alive and they cannot win much sympathy."

Flying out five hundred miles in one breath, Xiao Chen stopped casually on the top of a tree, closed his eyes and pushed back the battle just now in his mind.

All of the three moves just now can be regarded as martial arts at the Yuetian level. With the blessing of the Dacheng Sword Soul, the power is more than twice as powerful.

It is Xiao Chen’s three strongest killer moves. Today’s battle is mainly based on the Dacheng sword soul.

If it weren't for the Dacheng sword soul, Mingyue Wuque would not have exploded with such powerful power, and suppressed Ouyang Long's momentum in one fell swoop.

If Ouyang Long also understood the great sword soul, there would be some battles.

After defeating the opponent in three moves, Xiao Chen maintained a calm mind and had a clear understanding of his own strength.

After a while, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and a look of enlightenment appeared in his eyes. He nipped his toes and left with satisfaction.

Two days later, Ying Qiong, who received Xiao Chen's message, met together in the largest inn in Tianding City.

There were also Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu who went there together. They looked good, and it was obvious that the batch of black goods were very satisfied with the handling of them.

Ying Qiong sat down for a while and went straight to the point: "After the auction of the Changsheng Fruit, some agency fees from my Tiansheng Building will be deducted, and you can get 30 million black star coins in your hand."

Fatty Jin said enviously: "It's really awesome for people to get more popular. Fatty, I tried my best to sell those black goods to a price of five million black star coins. If you didn't do anything in this guy, you would get 30 million black star coins automatically."

The 30 million black star coins shocked Xiao Chen a little. Such a large amount of money is probably comparable to the property of some quasi-emperors.

However, there were not many surprises in my heart. At the sword-making peak, I heard the swordsmen say that at the auction of the immortal fruit, several old quasi-emperors with nearly their lives have arrived.

The quasi-emperor was naturally rich and powerful. After death, he gained nothing and was willing to spend money for his life.

Xiao Chen drank a glass of wine and pondered: "I'm giving you a fruit of immortality. There are no requirements. 30 million black star coins will be spent for me within three days."

Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu opened their mouths wide, "What are you going to do? Thirty million black star coins will be spent in three days."

Ying Qiong was also puzzled, and her pretty face was full of doubts.

"Help me collect secret treasures containing dragon souls. If the level is at least saint level, if there is a king level, don't let go of the amount of money."

Ying Qiong frowned slightly and said in embarrassment: "The secret treasure containing the dragon soul is not easy to find. I'm afraid it's not easy to spend these 30 million black star coins."

Xiao Chen nodded: "I know, the incomplete secret treasure is also OK."

Ying Qiong Zhanyan smiled and said, "It's okay to have incomplete ones? Then this is really easy to deal with. Tiansheng Building is full of Kunlun stores, and there are piles of incomplete secret treasures every year."

After chatting for a while, the topic turned to the duel between Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran.

In just two days, the news that Xiao Chen would fight against Wen Ziran spread throughout the Xuan Realm.

If you want to talk about who is in the Xuan Realm today, who can compete with Xiao Chen, it is naturally Wen Ziran.

The Knife Sect List has been established for ten years and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years since ancient times.

But in the past thousand years, there has been no younger generation who has entered the top ten. Wen Ziran has entered the top ten with a group of great master swordsmen participating in the competition, winning the sixth place.

Once it was reported, it caused a sensational effect.

"By the way, why do you think of challenging Wen Ziran? With your personality, you won't be so arrogant, right?" Ying Qiong asked with a smile, obviously guessing that there was something else.

Jin Dabao's eyes rolled and he laughed: "Brother Xiao, I'm sure I will win. Fat Master, I'll go to the opening market. It's a pity if I don't take the opportunity to make a fortune."

Xiao Chen thoughtfully and said, "I don't know much about Wen Ziran, and I can't say for sure, but I must win this battle."

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came downstairs. The young lord of Tianding City appeared on the floor surrounded by a group of guards.

Seeing Xiao Chen smiled slightly and threw a heavy wooden box at him. Xiao Chen reached out and answered it. After opening it, a surging heat waves spewed out of it, and flames attacked.

If it weren't for the fact that the strength had changed a lot, and if you rashly open this box, you would definitely be injured.

Xiao Chen has always been extremely calm, but when he saw this thing, his mood became excited and he closed the box quickly, and his expression changed a little.

"Brother Xiao, don't think too much. This is what my senior brother asked me to send. Five days later, he will fight you fairly in Tiandao City, which is a simple battle. He does not want you to be disturbed by any external objects."

The box was not filled with other things, but the Wannian Yan Crystal that Xiao Chen had always dreamed of. Wen Ziran's mind was beyond Xiao Chen's expectations.

My affection for this swordsman I had never met in my heart increased a lot. The Wannian Yan Jing did not have any burden.

Late at night, in the guest room, Xiao Chen looked at the wooden box containing the ten thousand-year-old flame crystals and thought to himself.

There are still five days left, and the battle with Wen Ziran is over. The Wannian Flame Crystal has already been obtained, so this battle will become more pure.

It’s just a battle between swordsmen, he doesn’t have to think about what consequences will be after losing. There is no burden anymore, just fight hard.

Wen Ziran didn’t know what kind of person he was. But at least this mind made Xiao Chen’s interest in this battle greatly.

Putting away the wooden box, Xiao Chen quietly flew out of the window and came to a remote place outside the city.

If he tried the trick, he would naturally have to find a large area and a clean and uninhabited place. The inn would definitely not work, so he could only come outside the city and go back three days later to meet Ying Qiong.

The night is desolate and cold, and the woods occasionally blow cold wind, stirring the leaves rustling.

There are three moves in the Gods of Heaven, including the eternal myth, the twilight of the gods and the funeral of the gods. Xiao Chen has never really used these three moves.

Even among the gods, there are very few who can practice these three moves. They cannot practice them even if they are less than a certain age and realm, or if they are a first-class person in their understanding.

The last three moves of the God Fist of the Heavens are also known as forbidden moves among the gods, and their power is very terrifying. It is no less than the secret skills of the God Emperor left by each generation of the God Emperor.

Closed his eyes, Xiao Chen let the full magic power in the sea of ​​consciousness begin to boil bit by bit.

Using the Heavenly Gods Fist Heart Method, Xiao Chen burst out with golden light, illuminating the woods.

The golden light gathered, and behind him, a statue of god suddenly stood up. The figure of god looked exactly like Xiao Chen, but it looked solemn and dignified, without anger.

Myths are eternal!

This is Xiao Chen’s own myth. The gods of heaven sing the ancient divine emperors of the gods. Xiao Chen is not a member of the gods and does not believe in gods and Buddhas.

If his heart is not sincere enough, it is logically impossible to practice the god fist of the heavens. But he took a different approach and created his own myth, and was only loyal to himself.

If you don’t believe in the gods, but only believe in yourself, who is the myth, he is the myth.

He was constantly infusing such thoughts in his heart, as if he was hypnotizing himself, and the magic power in the sea of ​​consciousness was consumed like a spring water.

As the magic power is constantly consumed, the more condensed the light, the more realistic the body is, and there is a divine power condensed in your eyes.

Bang!

The statue behind him became extremely huge with a bang, and it was a hundred meters long, like a small hill, and a trace of divine power finally condensed successfully.

There are no trees in the woods. Under the storm of divine power, they are swept into nothingness in less than a breath.

Xiao Chen's expression was solemn, his face was as carved as a carving, solemn and sacred. In the void, there were many praises, and his mind moved.

The statue behind him reached out and slapped the air in front of him. The giant hand covering the sky was formed, and a distance of fifty miles was lit up with one palm. The golden light suddenly illuminated the entire night sky.

The sky in the distance was slapped by this palm, and the sky seemed to have fallen by half a meter, and the flat ground was deeply sunk.

He quietly used his skills to retract this move, and the statue slowly retreated, and Xiao Chen closed his eyes and thought.

It is still a bit insufficient to condense the power of the divine power by his magic power.

If he could cast statues of gods in the divine realm and the lower realm like the gods in the gods, build temples for the world to worship and respect, and provide the power of faith.

Then this move is eternal and its power can double again.

Next, Xiao Chen began to evolve into the dusk of the gods.

This move is more powerful and contains more vast and grand artistic conception. Warriors without strong spiritual power in the gods cannot be practiced at all.

Generally, only by reaching the quasi-emperor level can one be qualified to practice these two moves. Of course, it is just a qualification. Whether you can succeed in practicing requires extremely high understanding and your own physical conditions.

The twilight of the gods is very different from the eternal myth of myth, and there is no need to condense the power of the divine.
Chapter completed!