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Chapter 161 Mingshen Temple (Chapter 3)(2/2)

Chen Xuan sneered twice, no longer looking at him, but looked at the temple lobby and said coldly: "The people inside are not coming out yet. Do you think I will let you go?"

"I really didn't expect that this time the court actually sent a master like you to come. I'm afraid that someone has the right ranking, right? Why bother to work hard for the court?"

A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from inside.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you dare to attack the court, you are rebelling. No matter who you are, you will be dead today. If you cooperate well, you can save your life. Get out quickly!"

Chen Xuan said coldly.

A slight sound of footsteps sounded.

A black figure slowly walked out of the temple lobby, holding a thick iron Zen stick in his hand. It was tall and burly, with a shawl, with only one eye and the other eye was covered with an eye mask, which looked quite ferocious.

"Even the strongholds of the imperial court dare to occupy it. It seems that the death of the first three police officers Zhuifeng is unrelated to you."

Chen Xuan said coldly.

"Little brother, I see that you are not weak, why bother to seek death? Why not do this? I have two pills here. If you take them, I can spare your life. You have a broad future and you don't have to throw your life here!"

The black figure spread out his left palm and said hoarsely.

In his left palm, two pills appeared, one yellow and one red, which were only the size of a little fingernail.

"Why are there so much nonsense!"

Chen Xuan stepped on his feet, sneered, and quickly rushed over.

The black figure looked gloomy and said nothing more. He waved the iron Zen stick in his hand and rushed directly towards Chen Xuan.

He was powerful and powerful, taking the path of one force falling down for ten times. He came straight, and the Zen stick in his hand made a harsh sound of wind, and it slashed down, like a heavy mountain pressing down, and the air turned into a bone-bending gale.

Chen Xuan waved his sharp weapon, as fast as a rainbow light, directly colliding with the Zen stick in the other party's hand, making a crisp sound, Mars splashed and strong wind swept across.

His eyes froze, revealing a strange look.

The opponent's weapon is quite strange, it is not ordinary iron. The layer of iron on the surface is a cover-up, and the real material is comparable to a weapon.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

The two of them fought each other in an instant, as fast as a shadow, the wind was howling, and more than ten moves passed in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the black figure roared, seized the opportunity, slapped Chen Xuan with a palm, and the whole palm turned black, terrifying and unpredictable, and it was a powerful palm technique.

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed, neither dodging nor avoiding, and slapped hard with the same palm force.

Ice true energy!

Bang!

A muffled sound was like a thunder, and the snow in the entire yard was shaken and fluttered randomly, and all of them exploded.

The black figure's face changed, and he felt an extremely terrifying force attacking, which made him snort and flew backwards on the spot, with a broken wrist. An indescribable terrifying cold suddenly hit his chest and dantian, making him tremble with cold, and his blood seemed to be stiff.

He showed horror, hurriedly got up and ran away quickly.

But as soon as he got up, Chen Xuan was already coming like lightning.
Chapter completed!
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