Between the lightning and flint, Meng Xinghe's whole person shrank like a turtle, and his head sank three inches away.

"Ahh I saw a piece of hair on the top of Meng Xinghe's head floating in the air, and when I looked at it again, a piece of scalp on the top of his head was rubbed off by that finger!

Suddenly, Meng Xinghe leaned over and stepped out towards Chen Chen.

"Die! I want you to die! Give Lao Tzu death!" A hideous smile appeared on Meng Xinghe's face, as if this smile had touched the wound, making his crazy smile constantly flow into cold sweat.

Despite losing both arms, his mind was still on the mind about how to kill the other party. The opponent's fingering has already fallen, no matter how fast the move is, it is impossible to be fast in his leg stroke, not to mention, the other party is in front of him.

At such a distance, Meng Xinghe is confident, even if it is a powerhouse of any innate level, it is impossible to avoid it, even if it is a powerhouse of the Golden Body Realm, he will also be caught off guard.

Although this leg is not a powerful martial art, it is a method to defeat the enemy realized by combining the light skills of the Xuankong Sect, and it was with this move that he defeated many old innate powerhouses.

His pupils were full of madness, and he watched his legs almost hit the other man's waist little by little.

"Noise. A faint voice suddenly sounded, and for a moment, Meng Xinghe froze. He only felt that something seemed to have hit his chest, and in an instant, it seemed as if a bomb exploded in front of his chest, and the terrifying power even made his body begin to twist.

Chen Chen looked at this Xuankong Sect Tianjiao with an indifferent expression, his right hand pointed out the Heavenly Finger, but his left hand suddenly burst out in the shape of a fist.

Suddenly, a white light with a range of tens of meters filled the door of the main palace. A gust of wind howled by, as if it was about to sweep it all over.

When the white light dissipated, Meng Xinghe's body was almost in tatters, a blood hole the size of a watermelon appeared in his chest, and even his internal organs were completely hammered and exploded, turning into blood foam, and falling on the jade floor tiles behind him.

Chen Chen turned his head slightly, looked at the many martial artists with shocked expressions, his eyes were calm and quiet, without a trace of emotion, and asked, "Who else?"

Meng Xinghe...... Just died?" Qian Tongshen and most of the people in the audience were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, standing at the door of the main palace, only to feel a chill down their back and a numb scalp!

Compared with Qian Tongshen and the others, what was even more unbelievable were Yu Xingyu of the Blood Knife Gate and Wu Yue of the Sword Emperor Pavilion. The two subconsciously held the weapon in their hands, slightly stunned.

Looking at the slender figure in white clothes standing not far away, there was a horror in the depths of his eyes.

"Who are you?" Yu Xingyu came back to his senses after a while, and his hoarse voice was full of disbelief.

The arrogant Meng Xinghe actually died like this, and his body fell in a pool of blood on the side, like an ant.

The two of them didn't dare to act rashly, their strength was not much different from Meng Xinghe, and now even Meng Xinghe was not an enemy in front of this unfathomable powerhouse, even if the two fought together, the chances of winning were estimated to be slim.

Fighting blindly is not a good choice. Chen Chen's gaze was extremely calm, and there was no trace of waves in his deep eyes that could not see the end.

He slowly stepped forward, each step as if stepping on the hearts of many warriors. Looking at Chen Chen's approaching figure, Yu Xingyu and Wu Yue looked solemn, and the two of them holding knives and swords were hesitating at the moment, whether to fight or retreat.

In the entire palace complex, except for the whistling wind and the rapid breathing of everyone, no movement was heard.

When Chen Chen was less than ten meters away from these two Tianjiao, Yu Xingyu and Wu Yue glanced at each other, and they finally moved.

The eyes of the two flashed with murderous intent, and they slowly sounded in unison: "Even if you can kill Meng Xinghe very easily, but there are so many martial artists behind us, can you kill them all?" As soon as these words came out, the martial artists behind them almost scolded their mothers on the spot, they ran over to share the treasure, not to give their lives!

Even the big man Sun Mang and the son-like Lang Qing all changed their faces and were about to say something.

Suddenly, the swords of the two of them staggered, making a buzzing sound of metal impact, and slashed towards Chen Chen.

"Are these two people's sword and sword strength already so strong?" Qian Tongshen muttered, they often deal with each other, he thought he knew enough about these two people, but he didn't expect these two people to hide so deeply.

Chen Chen turned a blind eye, he still did not rush forward, that is, he did not even change his pace for half a minute, his feet were light, but his body was like a mountain.

The sword light and sword shadow approached, and when he was about to stagger towards Chen Chen's neck, he suddenly accelerated, slashing through two lights and shadows, as if he was about to cut off Chen Chen's head in one fell swoop.

"Dangerous!" Jiang Ying, who was not far away, was stunned and lost her voice.

"Underestimating the enemy is your biggest failure, although we admit that you are very strong, but you can't help but look down on us too much, under the combination of swords of the two of us, even ordinary golden body realm powerhouses dare not be so rampant, you hold it up!" In the eyes of Yu Xingyu and Wu Yue, the victory or defeat has been decided, and if you have a heart or not, this is a sure victory!

This guy is too big to dare to take the two of them without any precautions, does this guy really think that his flesh and blood body is as invulnerable as a golden body?

Suddenly, the eyes of Yu Xingyu and Wu Yue froze. When the sword light and sword shadow were about to slash towards Chen Chen's neck, a white shield suddenly burst out from Chen Chen's body, shaking out the sword momentum in unison!

The hardness of the white shield made the wrists of the two of them holding the sword feel a little numb, and they almost shook the weapons in their hands.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Chen Chen was unscathed, but Yu Xingyu and Wu Yue, who attacked Chen Chen together, spilled a trace of blood from the corners of their mouths.

"It's... How is this possible?" Wu Yue's panicked voice sounded in everyone's ears. It's true that a martial artist can attach his internal strength to his body as a means of defense, but this internal strength shield is too perverted, right, and the blow that the two innate exerted all their strength couldn't be broken?

Chen Chen glanced at the two of them lightly, and still walked forward, but at this moment, there was a palm-sized seal on his head that was constantly spinning.

Every time you turn around, the momentum on the seal will be stronger, and in the end, the sense of oppression from the seal will even press the warrior in front of you.

Everyone was dripping with cold sweat, and their bodies were bent to resist this unprecedented coercion.

"Rao... Spare your life!" Under this terrifying mental pressure, Wu Yue's eyes were about to split, and he suddenly knelt on his knees, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Under his influence, even many warriors knelt down subconsciously.