After killing Qin Lu, Xiao Chen felt no trouble in his heart.

Qin Lu is a disciple of Jingxiao Sword Palace, but so what?

In this battle, Xiao Chen had a clear conscience. Qin Lu should kill him because it was not him who started the battle first, but Qin Lu, who wanted to die. Since that was the case, there was no need for Xiao Chen to keep his back.

That's what Xiao Chen is like.

If someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend anyone.

If someone offends me, I will kill him.

Xiao Chen no longer cared about Qin Lu's body, and left it there, allowing the beast to swallow it. As he said, in Jiuhuang Sword Mountain, monsters were rampant, and it was not him Xiao Chen who killed people, but the powerful monsters in Jiuhuang Sword Mountain.

At this time, Xiao Chen already had two golden balls in his hand.

But this is far from enough.

He also needs more golden balls to summon the inheritance of his ancestors.

To be honest, Xiao Chen also yearns for it.

If he practices sword art, if he can obtain the inheritance of the ancestors of Jingxiao Sword Palace, his sword art will inevitably be more powerful and terrifying.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed.

Zhongliyuan and those ten people are the list of must-killers.

If the remaining people do not target them, Xiao Chen will not kill them.

Buzz! The immortal power flowed, Xiao Chen walked in the air and quickly left the area. Qin Lu died here, and the smell of blood was everywhere. Soon several monsters rushed over. They roared and gnawed Qin Lu's body clean, not even bones left.

Xiao Chen's pace was fast, and he always sensed the golden ball in his hand.

Because it can feel the other person's direction and distance for itself.

Xiao Chen's eyes were calm, and he kept walking through the fairy light, but after searching for a day, he didn't meet anyone. So Xiao Chen stopped and found a place to rest. The sword energy here was as majestic as the sea, and he could take the opportunity to practice.

The second sword of the Donghuang Sword Art, Mishen Qiong, is about to be cultivated.

This place is supported by sword energy, which is a natural place for practicing swordsmanship.

Xiao Chen took out the Zhulong Divine Sword and began to think about it. Mixun's sword is so domineering. This sword seems to be able to gather the power of all things in the world and kill the enemy. This sword is enough to kill those in the same realm, and it is the most powerful magical power.

But Xiao Chen never had the essence of it.

Even if I have practiced 100,000 swords, I still can't do it.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly.

How can this sword be cultivated?

He wiped the sword body of the Zhulong Divine Sword and began to practice. From the first sword, he practiced continuously, over and over again, tirelessly, and the roar of the sound shook the void, tearing the earth apart, with a huge momentum.

Before I knew it, someone had noticed Xiao Chen in the distance.

His eyes were scarlet.

His eyes were very bloody and looked extremely charming. Even his clothes were red, and the bloody robe wrapped around him, making people unable to see the outline. However, he looked like a man with a slender figure, but this bloody smell made people feel very unhappy.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was practicing swordsmanship, the man licked his lips.

The eyes were full of dark red light.

"Xiao Chen is actually here. He is so searching for everything without any effort."

As he said that, his figure rushed down, and he seemed to be a blood-colored bat, swooping down and soaring in the void.

At this time, the golden ball in Xiao Chen's arms suddenly shone, extremely shining.

Xiao Chen's sword stance suddenly stopped, his eyes were solemn.

Someone is here.

Looking at the golden ball, the opponent was by his side.

I just focused on practicing swords but didn't notice it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen was in a cold sweat. If there was no golden ball, he would be in danger at this time and would be severely injured or even killed at any time. He was careless.

He looked around, his eyes flashing, and he was very alert.

"Your swordsmanship is good, it seems to be at the level of magical powers, but unfortunately you are not worthy of it."

While Xiao Chen was investigating, a voice came from Xiao Chen's head. Xiao Chen suddenly retreated, leaving traces of Xiao Chen's slippery steps on the ground.

And at his previous position, a sword energy came down.

The earth directly shattered, roaring in the mountain stream, echoing for a long time.

Xiao Chen looked ahead and saw a man in red robe.

I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could see a pair of blood-red eyes.

Xiao Chen was surprised. Is there such a person in Jingxiao Sword Palace?

"Who are you?"

Xiao Chen held the sword, looked at the person in front of him, and spoke.

The man in the blood robe sneered.

His smile was hoarse, as if there were particles in his throat, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm the one who came to kill you."

The man said, and Xiao Chen's pupils shrank.

Kill your own person?

This person is definitely not Zhongliyuan, and there is one of the ten people there.

Xiao Chen pondered, then looked up, looked at the man, and slowly spoke: "Xuanlong Sword Peak, Jiang Chengfeng?"

The man in blood was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Xiao Chen would end up with him.

But that's OK.

Knowing that he is going to die too, this is an unchangeable ending.

"It's me."

Jiang Chengfeng spoke.

"It is said that Jiang Chengfeng is in a vain and is covered in blood. He is known as a blood Shura. He kills people without any action, which makes people unable to defend themselves. Why did he appear today?"

Xiao Chen sneered. This person was also a friend of Zhongliyuan and wanted to kill him.

It seems that today is a life-and-death battle.

"Kill you, you don't need to be behind your back."

Jiang Chengfeng Road.

His realm, the peak realm of the fourth level of the Supreme Saint, is no problem crushing Xiao Chen.

He already knew about Xiao Chen’s fourth level of heaven.

Although he was amazed at Xiao Chen's speed of cultivation, he was still absolutely sure to kill Xiao Chen here today, so he could not take action.

If you can still grab a golden ball, why not?

The most important thing is that he fell in love with the Donghuang Sword Technique in Xiao Chen's hand.

He wants to take it and practice it on his own.

"Is that true, then you just give it a try."

After the words came, Xiao Chen had already dragged his sword toward Jiang Chengfeng, and the wide sword body of the Zhulong Divine Sword had already blew up sparks on the ground, and the sword energy surged into the sky, protecting Xiao Chen in it.

Behind him, a hundred-foot candle dragon appeared to condense the dragon soul.

Anyway, it’s a life-and-death battle, what does it matter who takes the lead?

Even if Xiao Chen waited for Jiang Chengfeng to take action first, he would not be able to let him go.

If that's the case, why should he take the first step if he gets the advantage?

The sword technique is directly the sword art, and ten thousand swords are coming out to cover this world. Jiang Chengfeng's blood-colored robe rusts, making a sound, and it is full of blood-colored murderous aura. He practices the Shura sword art, specializing in killing, and his sword is used to kill people.

If you draw a sword, you have to drink blood.

Don’t drink blood and don’t return to the sheath.

His swords were all blood-red, as if there were millions of dead souls. The endless evil spirits were entangled in the sword body, rising into the sky, and Xiao Chen frowned slightly. This breath gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

It seemed like blood was stuck on the body.

"Give me your sword technique, I can make you die faster, otherwise, today I will let you experience torture all over the world and die."

Jiang Chengfeng's scarlet eyes locked on Xiao Chen. At this moment, he seemed to be a demon crawling out of hell.

His voice echoed in Xiao Chen's ears. “Threatening me?

What are you?”

Xiao Chen's billions of sword rivers have been killed.
Chapter completed!