Chapter 100: True Strength

As Duan Chen pressed forward step by step, he remembered that in the sect before, that damn fellow senior brother also bullied him like this, trampled on his dignity at will, and mocked him wantonly.

He seemed to see the scene where his senior brother was holding a big knife and slashing at him one by one, and he was only afraid of rolling.

He couldn't bear it anymore, "Ahh

He gathered his spiritual power on his left shoulder, and without dodging or dodging, Duan Chen's sledgehammer slammed down on his shoulder.

"Click!"

The bones of the middle-aged black-robed man's shoulder shattered, smashing out many blood holes, and blood splattered in an instant, blurring half of his face.

And the price of his desperate smashing is that he intends to exchange injuries for injuries.

The fierce knife successfully cut off Duan Chen's left hand, Duan Chen's face was as usual, he didn't feel anything, he took the opportunity to kick him away, picked up the sledgehammer with one hand and continued to smash it.

The middle-aged black-robed man was mentally abnormal at this time, carrying Duan Chen's attack hard, desperately injured, you stabbed me and I hammered, hurting each other, and after ten breaths, both of them were swept out by each other's attacks.

The middle-aged black-robed man had at least five broken bones, it was difficult to stand, blood was gushing, but it was not fatal, on the other hand, Duan Chen, seven or eight knife wounds, his left hand was broken at the wrist, and his thigh, chest, abdomen, and back were all left with serious knife wounds of different shades, and the wounds left the spiritual power in his knife, preventing the injuries from healing, and blood gushing out everywhere like no money.

The most serious thing is a knife wound in the abdomen, the opening is large and deep, and the intestines leak out, and Duan Chen's left hand is cut off to block the abdominal wound to prevent the intestines from falling out.

Duan Chen was very happy, the black-robed man's aura plummeted, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Fighting a protracted war, who was Duan Chen afraid of?

It's a pity that Duan Chen's breath also fell rapidly, the time of the True Yang Hegemony Technique reached its limit, the loss of essence and blood was serious, and there was not much spiritual power left, but the injuries on his body were not in vain, and he finally filled up the forging value again!

The talisman on Nie Tian's surface was carefully refined by Elder Taishang, and it would not disappear until the light spiritual power was consumed, but it also trapped his movements.

His cultivation is the lowest in the present, at least his life is worry-free.

When he saw the middle-aged black-robed man slashing off Duan Chen's palm with a knife, and blood was shooting from the wound, he hugged his head in disbelief, what kind of joke was Duan Chen's martial arts path cut off like this?

The two of them had already fallen into madness, and they only attacked regardless of their defense, Duan Chen had serious knife wounds all over his body, and his intestines almost fell out, and he could only block it with his arm without a palm.

The scene of the battle to the death, the bloody picture deeply pierced Nie Tian's heart, he burst into tears, and he couldn't cry, "Senior Brother Duan Chen, it was I who hurt you, if you use the talisman on yourself, now you will definitely be able to wait for the elders to rescue, why did you fall to such a miserable situation now, you are so stupid! Why did you want to save Senior Brother? I hurt you! I hurt you, I hurt you, ahhhhhh

Nie Tian's heart was like a knife, and he couldn't bear to see a new star shining like a meteor falling like this!

Duan Chen spurted a mouthful of blood, and smiled weakly at the middle-aged black-robed man: "I'm dying, but I still don't think you can kill me!"

The middle-aged black-robed man had a strange expression.

Duan Chen saw that the blood bar was about to end, Duan Chen was not in a hurry, "Upgrade!"

"Congratulations to the host, upgraded to a martial artist Ichiju!"

The golden light flickered, and Duan Chen's aura instantly rebounded, becoming more powerful, the spiritual power in his body was purer, and the spiritual power pool was stronger.

However, Duan Chen had been opening the True Yang Hegemony Technique just now, and he had already appreciated the power of the Martial King, and at this moment, he only felt very energetic when he was promoted to the Martial Master realm, and his state was very good!

I rubbed my left hand, which had grown back, and the recovery felt great!

Nie Tian missed the picture of Duan Chen's recovery and promotion to the first level of martial arts, otherwise Nie Tian would probably be frightened, why would Duan Chen lie to Lao Tzu's tears and feelings?

The middle-aged black-robed man may have lost too much blood, and his mind gradually sobered up, and he suddenly found that the other party's face was no longer the damned senior brother, but Duan Chen, the famous new inner disciple of the Purple Thunder Sect.

He remembered that he seemed to have been seriously injured just now, and now Duan Chen was in tatters, but his breath was full, and the whole person exuded an aura that had just broken through successfully, generously showing the edge and strength of the martial artist cultivation.

"Illusion, it must be an illusion! You used illusion on me, right? Actually, you are a hidden illusionist, and you used illusion to perform illusion while I was injured and weak, you are so insidious! You have suffered a serious knife wound and are dying, right?" The middle-aged black-robed man let out a terrible howl like a duck with a face full of disbelief.

Duan Chen was noncommittal, leaving silver ghosts in place.

"New Silver Light Ghost Hand!"

Duan Chen grabbed him by the collar, opened his bow left and right, and slapped his face wildly, causing him to vomit blood again and again, and the mask also fell off, revealing an ordinary and hideous face.

The middle-aged black-robed man knocked Duan Chen away with one palm, and ran back with his head in his hands, extremely fast.

"I want to run, no way!"

Duan Chen got up and immediately chased after him.

Nie Tian's eyes were hollow, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Senior Brother Duan Chen, although Senior Brother does owe you a life, you won't deceive Senior Brother's tears and feelings... Aren't you okay, am I hallucinating?"

Nie Tian felt a little insanity.

Everyone present was a little confused.

From time to time, the rickety black-robed man took out a silver needle quenched with deadly poison and shot at the nine elders, and the nine elders took out the giant stick of the snake and forced all the silver needles away, and the silver needles that fell on the ground burned the ground into black holes.

Seeing that the apprentice was not Duan Chen's opponent, the black-robed man was defeated and fled at this moment, and felt extremely angry, "Apprentice, you goddamn waste!"

After yelling, I want to chase after Duan Chen, it doesn't matter if the apprentice is dead, Duan Chen must die!

How could the Nine Elders let him get his wish!

"Do you want to chase Duan Chen, have you passed my level?" the Nine Elders' giant stick slammed into blocking the way of the rickety black-robed man.

He already had a premonition that the four elders were about to return, and he was desperate to stop him.

The rickety black-robed man laughed: "Joke! If it weren't for the fact that the old man's limit was approaching and his blood was drying up, he could only use part of his strength, otherwise you would have become the soul of the old man's sword!"

The Nine Elders looked at him very vigilantly to prevent him from playing any tricks.

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the fourth elder came from afar, "Old Jiu, don't panic, Elder Ben is here to help you!"

The rickety black-robed man frowned fiercely, weighing the pros and cons in his heart, no matter how he said it, his apprentice was also a martial king five-fold powerhouse, so he wouldn't be able to deal with a strange martial master first-class disciple, but his apprentice never took advantage, but was seriously injured, and the name of the demon was really true!

It's really not good, you have to complete the task even if you die in vain!

He needs to kill Duan Chen to get the treasure elixir of the sect's longevity, otherwise his life will be short.

Thinking of this, the rickety black-robed man frowned, believe in the apprentice for the last time, fight this old bone again, consume some qi and blood, and go back to receive the sect's reward to make up for it twice.

The black-robed man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "What about one more Martial Emperor high-rank, the old man will let you appreciate the true strength of the Martial Emperor!"

The momentum of the rickety black-robed man increased sharply, his body gradually straightened, the black robe cracked inch by inch, the old skin quickly became smooth, the muscles all over his body bulged, and his cloudy gaze became spiritual, and a powerful force burst out instantly, and the surrounding gravel and trees were all shattered by his coercion, and in a short period of time, an old man who was old and dying was actually restored to the period of his peak strength at the age of thirty or forty in one fell swoop.