As soon as the wind and snow moon touched the threshold of the holy will, everyone present looked sideways.

Xue Jin's sword at the moment is too dazzling, the four extreme artistic conceptions, like four spaces, four small worlds are evolving, endless.

Xiao Chen stood in the center of Xue Jin's sword intent, constantly being overwhelmed by the four artistic conceptions.

If you change to another saint, even if you have the strongest body in your cultivation, you will be easily torn apart by this power.

However, I don't know if Xiao Chen's softness is too good, under the four artistic conceptions, his body is almost deformed, but there is nothing at all, and his expression has not changed much.

"Alas, you have to ask for your own suffering!"

A gentle sigh indicates helplessness.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen, who was overwhelmed by the four small worlds and four visions, slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed out with an ordinary point.

"Shattered!"

Click, click, click!

The four artistic conception worlds were exploded by a finger and returned to nothingness.

But the finger power has not diminished, and it runs through the void.

Burst!

The holy light around Xue Jin's body was defeated, and her delicate body was also pierced by the fingers, and a bloody hole appeared.

Peng!

The huge power also made Xue Jin fly out sideways, and the blood stained the red dress, which was extremely beautiful and shocking.

"Miss!"

Xiao Ling was stunned, her expression was pale, and she hurriedly flew over to check Xue Jin's condition.

"This ...... Are you kidding, one move broke Xue Jin's wind and snow moon and seriously injured Xue Jin?"

Fang Chaohai's expression had turned from solemnity to horror.

Except for Xue Jin and Xiao Ling at the scene, only he knows the power of Fenghua Xueyue best.

Mo said that it was him, even Mu Yuhan, the first person of the Qiankun Sect, would definitely not be able to defeat Xue Jin so easily.

"It doesn't make sense, what's the origin of this guy?"

Ji Jiang's face turned black at the moment.

Xue Jin's first sword was easily blocked by Xiao Chen, but he actually didn't think so in his heart, and he didn't take Xiao Chen in his eyes.

But Xue Jin seriously performed the wind and snow, and was actually broken by Xiao Chen's fingers, which is really a little weird.

Could it be that this guy's strength is above him?

"Miss, how are you?" Xiao Ling picked up the seriously injured Xue Jin, and was about to cry.

"I ...... I'm fine!" Xue Jin stood up with difficulty, seemed to be in shock, and looked at Xiao Chen blankly, "Who are you?"

Xiao Chen glanced at her, but didn't answer her, turned to look at Ji Jiang, and asked, "You are Ji Jiang?"

Ji Jiang's expression changed, and he quickly showed a kind smile and said, "I didn't expect that Anqi had a strong man like you by her side, but I miscalculated." Say goodbye today, we'll see you again!"

After speaking, Ji Jiang glanced at the two young people of the Holy Clan beside him, and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Xiao Chen shouted, "Come if you want, leave if you want, is there such a cheap thing?"

Ji Jiang paused and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"At least kowtow to me before leaving!" Xiao Chen said in a casual tone.

"What did you say?"

Ji Jiang's expression sank, and his voice was lowered, and anyone could feel his anger slowly burning.

He is a descendant of the Holy Family.

Let him kowtow?

"Don't knock?" Xiao Chen said, "Then leave your life behind!"

"Presumptuous!" Wan Yangjun flew out, blocking in front of Xiao Chen, and said with a high fighting spirit, "Boy, don't think that if you defeat Xue Jin, you can really be unscrupulous. Master Ji Jiang, how can you insult wantonly?"

After seeing Xue Jin's wind and snow, Wan Yangjun was actually not sure that he could win against Xue Jin.

But Xue Jin and Xiao Chen knew each other, and he suspected that Xue Jin had the ingredient of releasing water, and was cooperating with Xiao Chen to act.

And taking a step back, even if Xiao Chen's strength is really strong, can he still compare to the Holy Clan?

He stood up to defend Ji Jiang at this moment, even if he couldn't beat Xiao Chen, he would definitely be able to win Ji Jiang's favor.

If you are injured a little, you can get on the big tree of Jijiang, which is very cost-effective.

"Master Ji Jiang, leave this person to me!"

Wan Yangjun showed his loyalty, and then his fist intent was blazing, causing the space to distort and blast towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's eyes were flat, there was no superfluous nonsense, and he pointed out.

"Shattered!"

The same moves, the same ordinary, but the power and killing intent are completely different.

Rumble!

The fingers exploded, and a wave of annihilating energy engulfed Wan Yangjun's fist.

Immediately after, he was engulfed in the whole person.

"Ah......h

With a miserable scream, Wan Yangjun's body burst on the spot, turning into a blood mist and drifting away, leaving no corpse dead.

"Dead?"

This stimulating scene made the scalps of everyone present tingle.

Wan Yangjun's thoughts, they can all guess approximately.

If you are a little injured, you can get on the Ji River, which is really cost-effective.

But right now, it's not a matter of getting hurt, it's just being killed?

Life is gone, is it meaningful to go to Ji Jiang and the Holy Clan?

"He showed mercy to my men!"

Xue Jin took a breath of cold air, not knowing whether to thank or be afraid.

If Xiao Chen can kill Wan Yangjun, then he can also kill her.

If Xiao Chen had an error in his thoughts before, her fate would definitely be the same as Wan Yangjun's.

"It's your turn, Ji Jiang!"

Wan Yangjun's death did not cause Xiao Chen's mood to fluctuate at all, he was always staring at Ji Jiang.

"You ......"

Ji Jiang was also terrified at the moment.

His strength is definitely above Xue Jin and Wan Yangjun, but if he wants to kill Wan Yangjun in seconds, he thinks he can't do it.

"I'm a descendant of the Holy Clan, don't push people too much!" Ji Jiang tried to use the Holy Clan to suppress Xiao Chen and restore his dignity.

However, he was answered with a contemptuous laugh.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen disappeared from the spot, and in an instant, he appeared above Ji Jiang's head, and drew a sword.

Ji Jiang felt the mortal threat, his expression changed suddenly, and he immediately sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

"Altar of the Seven Treasures!"

Whoa!

Seven aircurrents in the space converge to reflect the image of a miniature version of the altar.

The altar is intertwined with different rays of light, dazzling, as if there is a law of reincarnation in operation, and life and death are replaced.

Xiao Chen slashed down with a sword, although it was a god and ghost, but when he touched the altar, most of the damage was actually diverted.

Peng!

Ji Jiang was blasted away by the remnants of the sword and vomited blood.

"How is it possible that the holy relic can't cancel out all the damage?"

Ji Jiang's heart was shocked, and his soul was full of death.

"Let's go!"

He didn't care about the injury, he didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and turned into a streamer, and fled into the distance.

Xiao Chen watched him leave, but he didn't chase after him anymore, but reached out and grabbed the Seven Treasures Altar.

"It's not bad to be able to block my blow!"

Xiao Chen turned the Seven Treasures Altar over and over again, and was quite impressed in his heart.

This is mostly the treasure of the Holy Clan, composed of seven kinds of airflows: angry, dead, demonic, demonic, holy, chaotic, and Xuanhuang, and there are also intertwined laws of reincarnation, which can make people reincarnate from death at the most critical time, which can be described as a first-class life-saving magic weapon.

"Xiao Chen!"

Pei Anqi saw Ji Jiang fleeing, so he flew down and came to Xiao Chen.

"The loot, I'll give it to you for self-defense!" Xiao Chen handed the Seven Treasures Altar to Pei Anqi.

Pei Anqi was stunned, although she was happy in her heart, she refused: "I have a vitality avenue, I don't need this, you can keep it yourself!"

Xiao Chen thought about it, but he didn't insist, and put it away by himself.

"Ji Jiang has fled, I'm afraid that I will go to the Holy Clan to move the rescue troops, we have to leave early!" Pei Anqi said.

"What are you doing leaving?" Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "This matter is not over yet, he can't escape!"