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Around 11 p.m., there is a watch.

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The stone tablet in the center of the demon cemetery, straight into the sky, exudes a desolate and simple aura of majesty, like a pillar to the sky, and there are countless strange handwriting engraved on it, like tadpoles, like inscriptions, plus after countless years of erosion, those handwriting has long become blurry and unrecognizable.

From a distance, this stele is like a altar used by the town spirit, and the black demonic qi that stirs between heaven and earth dodges as soon as they get close to the stele ten zhang away, they dodge one after another, not daring to take a step forward.

In front of the stele, an iron sword was inserted into the earth, revealing only half of the sword.

"Huh?"

Chen Xi's eyes lit up, and there were vague aura fluctuations on the iron sword, which faintly revealed a trace of majestic righteousness, this breath was very familiar to him, just like the Haoran Sword Dao practiced by his younger brother Chen Hao, as if it came from the same source, and it was the same thing.

Casting the Divine Wind Feather Escape Method, Chen Xi's figure disappeared from the branches, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the broken stone tablet.

Reaching out to hold the iron sword, Chen Xi pulled it out hard.

Airplanes!

A mighty sword aura soared into the sky, piercing through the nine heavens, and the evil fog and demonic qi within the surrounding range of hundreds of zhang suddenly vaporized out of thin air like snow melting in water.

This iron sword, the color is black, the blade is full of navy blue light, three feet two inches long, the sword body is engraved with the mysterious rune track, these tracks are concise and clear, look up, the sword body is like a Yangtze River flowing in the river, mighty, stormy waves and snow, that eternal and continuous charm, just like can accommodate all things in the red dust, covering the rise and fall of the world, changes, it is just like a sword of history that encompasses all kinds of red dust!

"Good baby!"

The moment Chen Xi held the iron sword in his hand, he felt like the whole person had experienced it in the rolling red dust, life was varied, dynasties changed, everything withered and flourished, and the world rose and fell...... They have all turned into a chest of heroic energy, eager to establish a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a saint to continue learning, and peace for all generations!

"Good sword, this sword should be a Confucian artifact, influenced by the aura of the great Confucian sage, Haoran lasts forever, the most magnificent and magnificent, majestic and majestic!" Chen Xi was amazed, he suddenly remembered that the Haoran Sword Dao practiced by his younger brother Chen Hao was just as gentle as the breath of this sword, and if the two cooperated, they simply complemented each other and were perfectly matched.

"This sword is mysterious, although it is not an immortal weapon, but it is not too much, but it can be given to my younger brother, and I can feel and meditate from time to time, and I may be able to go to the next level in Haoran Sword Dao. ”

Immediately, Chen Xi prepared to put the iron sword into the Futu Pagoda.

Thousands of zhang away, four or five sect disciples scattered all over the place saw a sword aura rushing in front of them, and their eyes flickered, and they swept over without hesitation.

"Someone's coming!" Lingbai reminded.

Chen Xi's body that was about to leave suddenly froze, and after a few breaths, around him, five sect disciples appeared, all of whom were young generation monks from various regions of the Great Chu Dynasty, looking at Chen Xi one by one, their eyes flickering.

"Boy, did you take the sword treasure just now?"

"Leave the sword behind, spare you from death!"

"The sword is full of energy, this sword must be extraordinary, such a treasure, in fact, you can get it, cut off your own arm, spare your life!"

In a burst of cold cheers, the five people slowly approached, obviously holding the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures.

Chen Xi's expression was calm, judging from his breath, these five people were all strong in the early stage of Jindan, and their strength was obviously inferior to the Teng brothers.

"Murder and treasure hunting? Then it depends on whether you have the strength or not. There was no murderous aura, no evil aura, Chen Xi's expression was calm, his voice was indifferent, and he seemed extremely calm and calm in the face of the siege of these five Jindan Realm cultivators.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" The disciple of the sect closest to Chen Xi raised his hand and slapped it with a punch, and the True Yuan fist mark the size of a grinding disc pressed it.

Rumble!

Chen Xi took out an extra sword weapon with a burst of silver light, stabbing out with an unparalleled degree, like a flash of cold light, thunder exploded in the air, lightning broke through the void, tore the True Yuan fist seal, pierced the person's throat, poof! A hot scarlet blood splashed out, poignant.

Kill with a sword!

As early as the ruins of the Five Elements, Chen Xi single-handedly killed the Teng brothers in the middle of the Jindan with his own strength, at that time his cultivation was still around the beginning of the Huang Ting, and now after the double cultivation with Qing Xiuyi and Fan Yunlan, there is the wonderful Tianxiang drunk as the auxiliary, refining the body and refining the qi cultivation is only one step away from being able to advance to the realm of Jindan, and the strength has skyrocketed by at least more than two times, killing a monk in the early stage of Jindan, it is easy to kill.

"Now stab your hands, let's go up together!" the other four were startled and shouted inwardly.

A trace of coldness appeared on Chen Xi's lips, the long sword swirled, and the sword shadow broke through the air, like wind and thunder, but it was the Xunzhen Sword Dao in the "Ten Thousand Hidden Sword Classics".

The sect disciple who came from one side had not yet approached, and there was an extra blood hole between his eyebrows, and half of his skull had been slashed out.

Slashed a sect disciple with a sword, Chen Xi didn't spare his hand, and the long sword swept away, like a thunderbolt locking the river, and stabbed into the ribs of another person. With a pop, the man's body was cut in two, and blood stained the ground.

"Run! This kid is not an ordinary Huang Ting Consummation Realm cultivator, he has actually succeeded in cultivating the World's most difficult cultivation "Ten Thousand Treasures Sword Classic!" The only two remaining sect disciples only saw the horror of the soul, shocked and furious, they understood that Chen Xi was not something they could provoke at all.

But now it's too late to think about escaping.

One person escaped slowly, and was directly blown up in the head by Chen Xi's sword, and the other person was already a hundred zhang away, and he didn't have time to rejoice, only to feel a cold neck, and when he looked down, a cold sword light penetrated his throat, bringing out a touch of gorgeous blood.

In the blink of an eye, the five Jindan early stage monks died together, and the scene was bloody and shocking!

Chen Xi didn't leave, nor did he go to search for the storage magic weapon on these people's corpses, he suddenly turned around and looked behind the stone tablet, "Friend, the show is over, it's time to show up!"

Sou!

A figure swept out like smoke and landed lightly on the side of the stone monument.

"The strength is good, with the cultivation of the Huang Ting Consummation Realm, you can cross the border and kill five Jindan early stage monks, if this matter spreads, it will definitely be a sensation in the world, and when you advance to the Jindan Realm, you can even show your grandeur at the Star Conference in five years. It would be a shame for someone like you to be killed. I don't want to embarrass you, but how about you hand over the sword you just got and count it as a victory for my Topaz Tiger?"

The young man named Huang Yuhu looks young, dressed in brocade, with his hands on his back, and his expression is indifferent, but he has a strong aura on his body, judging from the aura alone, his strength should be about the same as that of the Teng brothers, but it is slightly worse than Lin Moxuan, Xiao Ling'er and others.

After a little thought, Chen Xi concluded that this person must be the core disciple of Jindan cultivated by a certain big force in the Great Chu Dynasty, just like other Jindan powerhouses of the younger generation.

"What if I don't hand it over?" If it was before, Chen Xi was not sure to defeat the other party, but now it is different from the past, not to mention this Huang Yuhu, even if he meets Qing Xiuyi again, he will dare to fight.

Huang Yuhu smiled lightly, but the words he said were extremely ruthless, "If you compare me with the five wastes just now, you will die a miserable death, I advise you not to provoke me to do it yourself." ”

Airplanes!

Chen Xi flicked his fingers on the sword body, and the long sword groaned, "Within the three swords, I will take your head!"

"Haha, that's true, most of the people in this world who want to die don't know how thick the sky is!" In a burst of laughter, Huang Yuhu stepped on the ground with his toes, the ground collapsed and cracked, and his people pounced on Chen Xi in the air. The others were still on the way, and there was already a snow-white scimitar in his hand, and the sharp knife qi gushed out, and the surrounding void was like torn cotton wool, and countless cracks were cut, and the momentum was unparalleled.

"Splitting the Sky and Slashing the Void Knife!" Huang Yuhu shouted, and the knife slashed down like a dazzling ray of sunlight tearing through the night sky.

"A sword!" Chen Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, shook his head slightly, and stabbed out with a sword, the sword momentum was like mountains stacked on top of each other, and it was like water rushing, and the mountains embraced each other, sluggish and dignified. It is the "Gen to the Way of the Sword" in the "Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Classics".

Gen, the mountain also.

Redeemer, Zeya.

The mountains and rivers blend together, such as the mountains are dignified, such as the stagnation of the water, and in an instant, the surrounding scenes seem to fall into a mountain quagmire, being stuck and delayed, and the majestic sword momentum exudes a blunt force that stagnates all things, such as dragging and sticking.

The figure of Huang Yuhu flying through the air suddenly froze, and the whole person was like a big insect that fell into a spider's web, and even the knife intent that slashed down in his hand seemed to be dragged, and the degree was reduced by at least three percent.

"What kind of strange sword intent is this? But if you want to trap me with this, then you are too naïve, Waterfall Sword Domain!" Topaz Tiger's eyes condensed, and he ran the true yuan again and again, and the knife momentum changed, like a storm, and thousands of knives were slashed out, and the knife was like a waterfall across the sky, and it crashed down.

Whoa!

Chen Xi suddenly entered a realm of ten thousand waterfalls flying down, those snow-white waterfalls like satin like the Milky Way falling from the nine skies, every drop of water contains a raging and domineering Taoist meaning, extremely terrifying.

"Kan Jian Dao!" Chen Xi's expression was calm and indifferent, and with a long sword, the sword was majestic, like a god who commanded ten thousand waters, and actually caused the ten thousand sword waterfalls to fall more and more slowly!

Brush!

When the waterfall was completely still, Chen Xi drew his sword, swung and slashed, and the action was done in one go, without dragging the mud and water, silently, the surrounding waterfall was cut into two, and Topaz Tiger's "Waterfall Knife Domain" was suddenly shattered.

"How is it possible? How could my Waterfall Dao Domain be broken by a Huang Ting Realm kid?" Huang Yuhu's face changed suddenly, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated Chen Xi's strength.

Unfortunately, it was already late.

Just as his voice was still lingering, a wisp of invisible sword intent like an eternal cloud, vast and insignificant, appeared in his throat out of thin air and cut down.

Ten Thousand Hidden Sword's Dry Kendo!

Dry man, heaven also, dry sword dao is the most ethereal, always melting into the surrounding void, even Chen Xi as long as he wants, the void can be turned into a sword intent in the palm of his hand, and the god snipes the enemy unconsciously.

Burst!

A bloody head flew out of the air, and there was still a trace of consternation on its face, as if it couldn't believe that he would really die tragically in the hands of a Huang Tingjing kid within three swords......

Bang dang!

The scimitar, as white as frost, fell to the ground with a clear sound, as if mourning for its departed master.

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