Zuo Qiuming became more and more alert as he thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "Do you really refuse to tell me which school you have learned?"

Xiao Chen said lightly: "You may not know even if I say it, so why bother me? You might as well let my friend go. If your Zuoqiu family insists on being enemies with me, the result may not be good."

Zuo Qiuming narrowed his eyes, thinking that even if this kid is from the ancient immortal clan, he is probably expelled from the master. Thinking of this, he suddenly became confident and sneered: "Hehe! Boy is crazy enough! I want to see what qualifications you have to say such things!"

After drinking, he saw him pushing his palms together, and immediately two fierce forces rushed towards Xiao Chen. At the same time, even he himself attacked Xiao Chen like a flash of lightning.

He did not use all his strength, but just wanted to find out the kid's background for the time being. He found that every time his attack arrived, the kid could move away instantly, thinking that there was such a magical technique in the world just like the foundation building realm?

And this kid didn't come out for a few days. Could it be that by chance, he found an ancient magic weapon in the Changyin Mountains?

If it weren't for the warning of his ancestors, he wouldn't have entered the Changyin Mountains easily. In fact, he could have gone to the depths of the mountains to explore. At this time, he thought that the other party was most likely to have obtained an ancient magic weapon, and his eyes gradually became hot.

At this moment, he saw a green light flashing in front of Xiao Chen's chest, and was stunned. It was indeed a magic weapon!

"Good boy! Stay your life!"

He shouted loudly, his body was like lightning, and he instantly moved to Xiao Chen. He had not used all his strength before, so Xiao Chen could dodge it every time, but this time he used nearly eight successful forces, and the surrounding energy was stimulating, as if even the space was imprisoned.

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to be pressed by an invisible big hand and could not move at all, so he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

Seeing that there was a trace of fear on his face, Zuo Qiuming seemed to show a little smugness and disdain. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed it into his chest, as if he wanted to hollow out his chest.

"No!"

Everyone's faces changed from afar, and Murong Xian'er screamed even more. If it weren't for being pulled by Qin Shaoyang, she would have rushed over.

However, the next moment, the scene of flesh and blood flying that everyone expected did not appear as expected. Instead, the wind blew around, and the vitality between heaven and earth almost connected into a thread, gathering fiercely towards Xiao Chen's chest.

Zuo Qiuming's face changed drastically at this time. The moment he touched Xiao Chen's chest, he felt a strange coldness. He immediately knew something was wrong and wanted to take his hand back, but his palm seemed to be on the other party's chest and could not be pulled back at all.

"Boy! Stop it quickly!" Xiao Chen also wanted to stop at this moment, but it was not him controlling it at all. It was not Zuo Qiuming's palm pressing on his chest, but on the Han Yu Pendant. The other side of the Han Yu Pendant was pressing on his chest, and was continuously introducing Zuo Qiuming's skills into his body.

At this moment, he seemed to have a huge stove in his body. He was in pain and could not speak.

"Damn it! Stop it!"

Zuo Qiuming's face had changed drastically. If he continued like this, he was afraid that the skills he had cultivated throughout his life would be sucked away by this kid. In desperation, he didn't care about backfire. He used his other hand to rush his true energy and slapped Xiao Chen's chest with a palm.

"Let go!" Another palm was slapping.

Everyone in the distance didn't know what happened, but Xiao Chen took three palms and finally squirted out a mouthful of blood, spurting Zuo Qiuming with all his face. He only heard him say hard: "Old thing, you have the kind of killing me, today I'm burning you with both jade!" After that, he ignored the pain in his body and suddenly urged him to transport his true energy.

Zuo Qiuming's body suddenly lost his strength even faster. His old face quickly turned pale. He didn't care about anything. He bit his tongue hard and spurted out a mouthful of blood, then quickly drew a trick.

There was only a loud bang, and the Yuan power was surging. Even the disciples of the Xianyong Sect in the distance were blown away by this force. At this time, the two finally separated, as if two volcanoes connected together had finally broken.

Zuo Qiuming took more than ten steps back before he stood still. After pursuing his skills, he found that his cultivation level had actually regressed from the second level of the Nascent Soul to the first level of the Nascent Soul.

After entering the Nascent Soul Realm, each level of cultivation is hard-won, ranging from ten years to decades. Some people can't make any breakthroughs in their lives. He felt very distressed and his eyes looked at Xiao Chen were full of viciousness.

Xiao Chen absorbed a layer of his power, and his whole body seemed to explode at this moment, and blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and ears.

"Bastard! I'll kill you!"

Zuo Qiuming shouted loudly and wanted to take Xiao Chen's life with one palm. But when he saw another green light flashing across his chest, he couldn't help but feel cold behind him. He didn't dare to continue to perform his skills and suddenly withdrew his palm power.

"Boy! I will settle the score with you again!"

When he was worried about the strange magic weapon on the other party, he didn't dare to stay and was about to escape, he heard a playful voice: "Hehe! Senior! You're going slowly! You haven't given me your skills yet, you can't be so biased! Humph!"

The sound fell, and the cold jade pendant on Xiao Chen's chest flew up independently. Zuo Qiuming screamed so much that he wanted to fly away with his sword, but unexpectedly the cold jade pendant came very quickly and was immediately pressed on his back.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Zuo Qiuming screamed repeatedly, his hair quickly grayed out, and his face was covered with wrinkles. He wanted to shake open the cold jade pendant on his back, but he could not do it no matter what.

"The Supreme Ancestor saves me!" He screamed, then suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood. The mass of essence and blood quickly formed a halo around him. With a bang, he finally shook the cold jade pendant.

Zuo Qiuming gasped heavily, and looked like he had become dozens of years old in an instant. He was originally a Nascent Soul cultivator, but his cultivation level had regressed to the middle stage of the elixir. He was probably crazy, screamed, took off his flying sword, looked around and fled.

"Don't try to escape!"

Xiao Chen pointed his hand and the Wugui Sword instantly turned into a white light and chased after him. He knew that he could not allow this person to go back, otherwise when this person's skills recovered, he would definitely be a great enemy in the future.

However, he was extremely weak at this moment. Wugui Jian only stabbed Zuo Qiuming's vest and flew back without any strength.

At this moment, the disciples of Xianyong Sect in the distance were still in shock. They both were so scared that their legs were weak that they could not stand up. A green light flashed on the cold jade pendant and returned to Xiao Chen's neck.

He had suffered severe damage from three palms before, and then forced himself to sacrifice Wugui to seal the mysterious skill he had just sucked in from his body. At this time, he was extremely weak and sent a divine thought into the cold jade pendant: "You... you are so foolish. The method that man practiced is different from mine. Don't you want to harm me..."

"Hehe, blame me? I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to refine this person's skills."

Xiao Chen shook his head. Su Xiaomei was really a female devil. Suddenly, her eyes turned dark and she completely lost consciousness. When she woke up, she had already shouted: "Xian'er! Xian'er!"

"Brother Xiao Chen, I'm here."

Xiao Chen stood up and saw that it was a bedroom. Xian'er was guarding her bed. Seeing that there were a few crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes, she must have been worried during her sleep. She said softly: "I'm fine, where is this?"

"This is Shiya Town. You have been sleeping for a day and a night, oh..."

Xiao Chen stroked her face and said softly: "Okay, I'm fine, are Qin Shaoyang and the others still here?"

Murong Xian'er nodded slightly and said, "Yeah, they are all in the inn."

Xiao Chen nodded, and suddenly a burning sensation surged from his dantian. It was Zuo Qiuming's mysterious skill that began to become restless again.
Chapter completed!