Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed. This person was so fast that he was almost as fast as his Ling Xian Step. He said coldly: "Take my man over."

Shili Wuhen smiled faintly: "You asked me to sign up just now, but I thought you were going to do what? Why? Are you here to save people? I'm afraid it's too late."

"Where is she?" Qingluan asked anxiously.

Xiao Chen said nothing more. He rushed in with his foot move. Shili Wuhen's body shook and stopped him. The two of them collided with palm force, and another wave of dust flew.

“Get out of here!”

Shili Wuhen smiled faintly: "The boss has given that woman to the second child just now, so you will have to wait until the second child is finished before you can get in."

Qingluan's face changed: "What did you say!"

Xiao Chen's murderous aura suddenly increased, and he hit his chest with a sudden palm. Shili Wuhen's body moved slightly, avoiding this palm, and chuckled: "I heard that you are the strongest young man in the Purple Mansion. I really want to learn it. If you can use ten moves in my hand, I will let you go, otherwise you will only see the corpse of that woman."

Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold: "Do you really want to understand..."

Shili Wuhen nodded: "That's right."

"Then you can learn it!"

After Xiao Chen shouted, he urged all his true energy to move with his heart. The angry dragon destroyed him and changed color in an instant. The sky, which was originally cloudless, suddenly rolled dark clouds, and the surroundings suddenly became much darker.

The wind was surging, and a surging Yuan power surged between the heaven and earth. The countless guards on the ground were all faded and fled to the distance. Shili Wuhen narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "It's like a rumor." He moved his body and attacked him.

"roar--"

A roar of an angry dragon sounded between the sky and the earth, deafening. The huge dragon shadow in the air suddenly dived down. Ten miles Wuhen felt the terrifying power hidden by the dragon shadow, and withdrew its attack on Xiao Chen. He raised his arms and drew a magic trick in front of him. Then a powerful force shook the sky and pushed it out from his palms and headed towards the rushing dragon shadow.

With a loud bang, two unparalleled powerful forces collided. Everything on the nearby ground turned into ashes under the stimulation of force. Several guards had no time to avoid them and were directly washed into blood mist.

Dust was everywhere, a mess, and Shili Wuhen covered his chest, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. The guards in the distance were stunned. They defeated him with just one move.

In fact, with a speed of ten miles without trace, he could completely avoid the attack of the angry dragon roar, but he was too arrogant.

Xiao Chen coldly brushed his sleeves and said to Qingluan behind him: "I've left this person to you, I'll save Zi Yun'er." After that, he moved his body and rushed in.

Seeing this, dozens of guards immediately stepped forward to stop him. Xiao Chen shouted coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!" He whipped his sleeves, and he slapped the dozens of people away like a strong wind storing straw.

At this moment, two more figures flew out from inside. The visitors were the eighth and nineth ghosts and nine-patterned dragons, among the ten people. They banged and each of them had a palm against Xiao Chen.

Suddenly being attacked by a powerful force, Xiao Chen took a few steps back, his eyes narrowed, and he saw the attacks of the two. He immediately spread his luck around his body, and his body moved to the nine-patterned dragon like a ghost, kicked him on his jaw, and kicked him more than ten feet away.

The guards in the distance could not see clearly what happened. They saw the Jiuwenlong suddenly fly backwards and collapse several connected courtyards.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Eight Desolates were violently lucky. The sound of a roar suddenly sounded, and eight black shadows wrapped around Xiao Chen's back. Xiao Chen's spiritual sense swept to something behind him. He turned around suddenly, pushed his palms together, and two golden dragon shadows roared out, instantly shaking away the eight black shadows.

Then he waved his body and moved to the Eight Desolate Ghosts in an instant, and punched more than ten punches on him in a row. Each punch was like an eruption of a small volcano. Finally, he used a golden break from the ancient martial arts of the Xiao family and directly bombarded the Eight Desolate Ghosts.

To this day, although he mainly focuses on practicing, the ancient martial arts of the Xiao family have not been lost.

Countless guards in the distance were already full of soul-stirring, and they all thought to themselves: "Is this the strongest young man in the Purple Palace? It's simply invincible."

When Xiao Chen coldly brushed his sleeves, he did not stop at all, turned into a ray of light and rushed in. When he was almost at a rich door, a sharp sword energy inside slashed out. He stretched back, his body was several feet away. With a loud bang, a courtyard wall behind him turned into smoke and dust under the sword energy slashed.

"Your Excellency is so handsome." A faint voice came from it.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and the golden dragon shadow roared out, smashing the rich door to pieces. The wood chips flew, and a rapid shadow flew out and slapped his chest with a palm.

Xiao Chen immediately raised his palm to resist, and with a bang, the blood was surging, and he retreated more than ten steps before he stood still.

A man in red landed seven or eight feet away in front of him. It was the first red among the ten people. He smiled faintly and said, "The strongest young man in the Purple Mansion, but that's it."

Xiao Chen's eyes condensed. Seeing Zi Yun'er, who was tied up in the lobby behind him and hung on the beam of the house, couldn't help but feel angry and said in a deep voice: "Let me go!"

Yihong smiled softly: "Give me a reason first."

"The reason is that if you force me to take action, your body and spirit will be destroyed!" Xiao Chen shouted in a deep voice, and the Wugui Sword was released with his heart, and a roar sound turned into a white light and flew towards him.

"Hehe." Yihong smiled faintly, and pointed at the magic trick. A purple light rose immediately behind him, like purple lightning, and fought with the Wugui Sword with a clang.

The sword is purple all over. It was made by a Tianshi who took the fire essence from the stone thousands of years ago and was named Ziying. It is the most treasure among the immortal sword.

Although the Wugui Sword is an immortal, it is difficult to distinguish between it for a while. The guards in the distance saw two fairy swords intertwined in the air, one white and one purple, and the sword light was bright, and their eyes were shining.

The two of them had been fighting swords for a while, and they were still indistinguishable from the victory. However, most of the courtyard below was destroyed by the stimulation of the sword energy of the two.

In the hall, the two-tailed crane pinched Zi Yun'er's chin, making her face facing Xiao Chen, and said with a slight smile: "Your master is here, call him to save you."

Zi Yun'er was sealed with acupuncture and could not use any strength at all. She gritted her teeth with hatred. She understood that the two-tailed crane was fighting hard and wanted to use herself to distract Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen saw it outside the hall naturally. The two-tailed crane smiled, stuck out his tongue and licked Zi Yuner's face, and said with a smile: "Boy, if you don't hurry, your little beauty will be gone."

"I'll kill you!" Xiao Chen shouted angrily, controlling the Wugui Sword to fly into the hall. The Ziying Sword lost its opponent and immediately cut him. With a sneer, he cut a hole in his arm, and blood immediately splattered.

Zi Yun'er was shocked: "Master, don't worry about me!"

Xiao Chen ignored him and still controlled the flying sword and slashed towards the two-tailed crane. The two-tailed crane smiled coldly, and his arms moved his true energy together, condensed a barrier to block the coming flying sword. He pushed it back and pushed the Wugui Sword.

Xiao Chen held the Wugui sword flying back, stared at Yihong, and said angrily: "What is your purpose and what is the reason! If you want to fight Xiao, you will fight with you in a dignified battle. What is the point of capturing a woman!"

Yihong smiled faintly: "Reason? That's what you so-called righteous mystic sects need. We acted in the Immortal Sect and never asked for reasons. Ants being trampled under our feet is an eternal truth. Just like if you want to save her, it also requires strength. Otherwise, why should I let her go? Do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Do you think that in the last era of immortal cultivation, all sects must obey the words of the leader of a certain immortal path?"

At this time, several more men walked out of the hall, either leaning against the big tree, or tying their hands in front of their chests, sneering at Xiao Chen, with contempt in their eyes.
Chapter completed!