Chapter 50: The Netherworld's Strength

Wang Dongwei secretly scolded himself for being too underestimated by the enemy, he underestimated Xiao Chen from the beginning, thinking that the other party was just a hairy boy and not to be afraid.

But the reality is a slap in the face, Xiao Chen's subordinates are all elites, and they can't even be compared with ordinary prefecture-level killers, it's really unimaginable.

Ouyang Manman's face was calm, but she couldn't help but panic in her heart, she couldn't believe that a seemingly ordinary and calm young man, the contrast in personality could be so big.

The last moment was like the little ~ brother next door, but the next one suddenly changed his face, his eyes were fierce and vicious, and the momentum after lifting the knife changed completely, just like a beast without reason, only instinctive killing!

That indifferent look, that evil expression, what did he go through?

In Ouyang Manman's heart, he could only use one word to describe Xiao Chen, that is, "demon", a big devil with a killing nature, who has no reason to speak of.

Tong Ji and Fang Xin, who were in charge of the broken end, as well as the two brothers Haiqian and Haitang, finally chased after the killer code left by Wang Dongwei.

They had some scars on their bodies, apparently having experienced another vicious battle. Wang Dongwei beckoned them to follow, it was not safe to flee to this wood, so let's go back to the branch first!

Wang Dongwei, Ouyang Manman, Tong Ji, Fang Xin, Haiqian, Haitang and others first cautiously did some anti-tracking methods, and then left with confidence.

It's just that they didn't expect that in the darkness where they couldn't see their fingers, there was a group of vampire bats, watching their every move.

The vampire servants followed, but Wang Dongwei and the others were unaware, it should be said that the vampire bats were too small in size, and they were scattered around, and they were very secretive.

Ordinary people are not careful to look for it, and it is difficult to find it at all, so Wang Dongwei's whereabouts have been completely mastered by Xiao Chen.

As long as he finds the enemy's lair, Xiao Chen will lead the Holy Court to dispatch, as for the outcome, everything is unknown!

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The Huaxia government began to pay attention to the Holy Court, and the small drone monitor at a height of 10,000 meters gave the green light to the industry of the Holy Court in the local area, and all the documents needed were given priority, and these actions were not good news for Xiao Chen.

Emphasis is represented by another meaning, that is, there is a major hidden danger, and the sphere of influence of the Holy Court, although it seems that the scale is not large, is enough to pose a threat to the Huaxia government.

If it weren't for the scruples of the aftermath, the impact would be too great, and I am afraid that it would cause panic among the citizens, and the Huaxia government would have already used coercive means to launch weapons of war to completely eliminate the top power of the Holy Court.

Being in Huaxia and having no skills, Xiao Chen doesn't feel a sense of security, and now the embarrassing situation has now been created. Although Xiao Chen does not regret it, Xiao Chen is still dissatisfied with the current situation.

But he knows very well that in order to completely and completely jump out of the legal system, his power needs to be stronger, the country's heritage should not be underestimated, and Xiao Chen himself also needs to become stronger, so strong that he is not afraid of this world!

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Kunlun Secret Realm, Void Realm.

In the past few days, Xiao Chen has already figured out how to become stronger, and the fastest diameter is to challenge the commanders of each hall, eighteen fighters, each of whom is experienced in combat and rich in life.

There are many saints under them, and they are very skilled, Xiao Chen knows that he lacks combat experience, so he hopes that he can learn to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses in the battle, and quickly become stronger.

There are many saints under them, and they are very skilled, Xiao Chen knows that he lacks combat experience, so he hopes that he can learn to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses in the battle, and quickly become stronger.

Accumulating combat experience, learning from others' strengths, and learning from each other's strengths, Xiao Chen probably has a plan in his heart, but all of this needs to be practiced and verified.

First of all, Xiao Chen will challenge the Netherworld and let him act as a sparring partner, and actual combat is the fastest way to improve his strength.

Xiao Chen decided on the first day to challenge the leader of the Stick Dance Palace, the eighteenth fighter, the king of the stick dance, and the Netherworld!

"When I was young, the weak were unsightly, and the strong were born from countless wars, and they must have experienced the test of life and death, as well as the baptism of wounds and pain. The Netherworld muttered, he was telling Xiao Chen that this was the stage that the strong must go through.

Xiao Chen looked at the Netherworld and said in a deep voice: "Then, please let me feel what a strong person is?"

"Yes!" Netherworld's expression turned cold, and he slowly pulled out of the void, his natal weapon, pitch-black fangs.

"Alien Body!"

The blood-colored pattern catalogue surrounded Xiao Chen's entire body like a spider web, and the huge vitality suddenly flowed all over his body, Xiao Chen could feel that the blood in his body had been integrated into those blood-colored pattern catalogs, like a spider web-like animal pattern, which suddenly became flexible and vivid, and came to life.

"Witch Sword!" Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and pulled out a silver-white long knife from the void, after touching the hilt, the blade instantly turned red, and emitted bursts of evil energy.

The clever use of vitality and the concealment of the natal weapon in the void is still a trick that the Netherworld taught Xiao Chen, and now Xiao Chen's excellent display to the Netherworld can be said to be used freely.

The clever use of vitality and the concealment of the natal weapon in the void is still a trick that the Netherworld taught Xiao Chen, and now Xiao Chen's excellent display to the Netherworld can be said to be used freely.

"Radiant Armor!"

Light green armor, shawl knee pads, and then slowly covered the whole body, the ghost held the pitch-black fangs in his right hand, and a pair of cold eyes like water, staring at Xiao Chen tightly, and the battle between the two was about to break out.

Xiao Chen clenched the witch sword, his face was solemn, in the face of the immovable momentum of the Netherworld, he did not have the slightest light enemy, Xiao Chen had never seen it, the bottom line of the Netherworld's strength, not to mention, was the Netherworld in its heyday.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen's feet exerted force, and he flicked towards the Netherworld, the witch sword was raised in front of him, his eyes locked, and the pitch-black fangs in the Nether's hand.

Xiao Chen trusted his own judgment, as long as he locked on the opponent's weapon, at the moment when the Netherworld attacked, Xiao Chen could predict his attack trajectory in advance.

It's a pity that Xiao Chen's idea is good, but the reality is very, very cruel, the Netherworld seems to guess his thoughts, the pitch-black fangs move slightly, and when Xiao Chen is happy, the left fist of the Netherworld hits Xiao Chen's face.

"What?" Xiao Chen was knocked back by the Netherworld's punch, and his brows suddenly furrowed, and his pitch-black fangs moved slightly, just to attract Xiao Chen's attention, and the purpose of the Netherworld was to attack the west.

Netherworld took advantage of the victory to pursue, quickly approaching Xiao Chen, the pitch-black fangs danced flexibly, and knocked Xiao Chen to the ground with a single stick.

"Don't underestimate me!" Xiao Chen snorted lightly, then glared angrily, and his backhand condensed his vitality to penetrate the blade, swinging out a nine-zhang red sword qi, and carrying a burst of evil qi straight into the netherworld's brain.

"The attack is monotonous and too slow. The Netherworld didn't change his color, and took a step back calmly, just dodging the nine-zhang red sword, and then he raised his pitch-black fangs.