"Come here first!" Xiahou Zhen glanced at those people coldly, and walked to the end of the east corridor first.

The two soon passed by an open door, and Chen Yu glanced inside, only to see that it was empty and empty.

A warrior approached, forty years old, with a long figure, dressed in a magic robe painted with nine mountains, and his face was cold and arrogant.

After seeing Chen Yu and the others, his eyes fell on Xiahou Zhen first, and he was a little jealous, and he stepped aside.

Xiahou Zhen looked at the man and shouted, "Get out!"

When the martial artist heard this, his expression changed, and he said angrily: "Xiahou Zhen, do you dare to talk to me like this? Do you know who I am?"

"Who do I care who you are, get out of here, or Lao Tzu will kill you with a stick!" Xiahou said in a very domineering manner.

"Good, good. It is said that Xiahou is really the leader of the Demon Gate, and the combat power of the disciples of the Xuanyou Realm is very high, I will come to learn and understand!" The martial artist laughed angrily, slapped the storage bag, and a superb Xuanqi long sword flew out, and was grabbed by him in his hand, and with a slash in the air, it was a sharp sword qi.

Xiahou really laughed cruelly, one arrow step, and one stick hit the sky.

Before the sword qi fell three feet in front of Xiahou Zhen's body, it was shattered by the invisible momentum brought up by this stick.

Ding, the sword and the stick collided together, rubbing out a little spark, the warrior's figure flashed, and it was extremely agile to dissolve the power of Xiahou Zhen's stick, and between the fluttering clothes, a kind of powerful field opened, suppressing Xiahou Zhen's field.

At the same time, from the body of the warrior, a white phoenix loomed and let out a loud roar, causing its momentum to skyrocket.

The corridor was actually very open, but after the two of them fought, it still seemed cramped.

Fortunately, the structure of this training ground is solid enough, and this level of attack is not enough to collapse it after the vicissitudes of time.

Xiahou Zhen didn't say a word, and swung out one stick after another.

The end of the stick is thunderous, and every time the stick is smashed, it will break the sword momentum of the warrior.

Xiahou Zhen's strength realm Chen Yu has already known, and it is probably the seventh layer of the Xuan Secluded Realm. And the middle-aged martial artist is the pinnacle of the Xuan Yu Realm.

But in this battle between the two sides, Xiahou Zhen took the initiative, and his iron rod was also a superb weapon, very heavy, and when he hit it with a stick, it was difficult for the warrior's sword to maintain its shape.

Dingdingding...... That martial artist is obviously also from a sect that is not weak, and he has changed dozens of swordsmanship in a moment, and he has fought and retreated, resisting Xiahou Zhen's attack.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides collided hundreds of times.

"Xiahou Zhen, don't deceive people too much!" The martial artist who had been falling behind was already about to retreat to the end of the corridor, his face was ugly, and he shouted angrily.

"I'm deceiving people too much, what about you?" Xiahou Zhen suddenly came out like the wind, a stick was faster than a stick, and the rolling momentum was no longer so heavy and majestic, but it was more difficult to resist.

"You...... Damn, you forced me!" The warrior roared angrily, the long sword trembled, and the trajectory of the sword marks drawn in the void became different, and in an instant, there was a mysterious and indescribable momentum on his body.

The warrior suddenly had an extra jade plaque in his hand, and the jade plaque was let go by him, and it suddenly exploded, and a strange and domineering sword intent appeared.

All the spirits of the martial artist surged, turning into a terrifying and huge sword qi, opening the sky with one sword.

This sword qi enveloped the entire corridor with an incomparably terrifying aura.

"Cangmin Sword Seal?" Xiahou Zhen's expression changed slightly, and he retreated, and a tiger shadow suddenly appeared in his body.

The sword qi was so terrifying that it slashed straight through, drowning Xiahou Zhen.

The tiger shadow on Xiahou Zhen's body released a clear aura, but it was also torn apart.

Xiahou Zhen smashed it out with a stick, the endless spirit patterns at the end of the stick flowed, and the void at the end of the stick collapsed.

Boom, the sword qi exploded, and the spirit pattern on the end of the stick was shattered.

Xiahou Zhen's body shook, one side of his body was attached to the wall, and a trace of blood splattered out, but he was still injured.

Hmph, a figure swept away as far away from Xiahou Zhen as far away as possible like the wind, and escaped along the corridor. But it was the warrior who knew that it was not Xiahou's real opponent and chose to flee.

Chen Yu was a little far behind Xiahou Zhen, and he saw the middle-aged warrior's escape clearly, and he had no intention of blocking it.

A sectarian martial artist at the peak of the Xuan Yu Realm, Chen Yu is certainly not afraid, but he has no intention of causing more trouble.

This conflict was created by Xiahou Zhen himself, and Chen Yu didn't want to interfere.

But when the warrior was about to rush past Chen Yu's side, he glanced at Chen Yu, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he actually slashed down with a sword.

As soon as the sword was slashed out, it was a rolling sharp sword qi, which stabbed Chen Yu sweating all over his body.

Chen Yu was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "Look for death!"

As he spoke, Chen Yu's double knives were raised, the blood spirit root shook, the qi and blood rolled, and the demonic and domineering qi and blood merged into the double knives.

The sword is vast, sharp and domineering.

The most important thing is that the door panel is like a pair of golden knives and a horizontal, which encloses the space of the corridor.

Boom, the sword qi slashed the sword qi, but it couldn't cut the double blades, and the middle-aged martial artist didn't expect Chen Yu's shot to be so strong, and his expression couldn't help but change.

Originally, he thought that Chen Yu was a Golden Dao Sect martial artist who was subdued by Xiahou Zhen, but with the strength of the Yunling Realm, he could kill with a sword, but as soon as Chen Yu's two knives came out, he realized how wrong he was.

The road ahead was blocked by Chen Yu, and there was Xiahou Zhen behind him, and he immediately knew that the situation was not good.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the warrior raised his hand and took out his sword, and with a sword slash, the white phoenix spirit let out a loud roar, and roared out directly, rushing towards Chen Yu with unparalleled might.

Field suppression, coupled with the full and unreserved sword and the power of the spirit, this martial artist at the peak of the Xuan Xuan Realm tried to kill Chen Yu in front of him and open the passage.

When the twin knives and the common ones collided, the field was torn, and the bloody knives were extremely shocked.

The middle-aged warrior's sword qi collapsed, the sword momentum was cut open, and his expression changed greatly.

Then I saw the huge double knives staggered between the white phoenix spirits.

Well, the field of the middle-aged warrior could not form the slightest block, under the terrifying blood flame power, he had no room to dodge, and reluctantly reached out and pressed towards the double knife, but was divided into three parts by a pair of golden knives.

The white phoenix spirit only fell on Chen Yu at this time, but under the blood flames circulating around Chen Yu's body, it only had an impact on Chen Yu, and it could not really do anything to Chen Yu.

The martial artist at the peak of the Xuan Hidden Realm is dead!

"Kill yourself!" Chen Yu said lightly.

Xiahou Zhen had already reacted at this time, looked back at Chen Yu, and a trace of jealousy and suspicion flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Blood flames circulated around his body, driving away the white phoenix spirit that had lost its master, Chen Yu looked at Xiahou Zhen, and his guard was not reduced.

"Brother Chen, where are you from?" asked Xiahou Zhen suddenly.

"Where does Brother Xiahou come from?" Chen Yu asked with a smile.

"Brother Chen knowingly asked?" Xiahou Zhen said.

Chen Yu smiled, "So, where does Brother Xiahou think I'm from?"

"Blood Demon Blood?" Xiahou Zhen asked.

Chen Yu said lightly: "Brother Xiahou's eyesight is good!"

"I said that Brother Chen is so extraordinary, the fruit is a person from my Demon Sect, haha!" Xiahou Zhen smiled: "So, the purpose of Senior Brother Chen's coming to the Soul Abyss?"

"Experience and meet the same door!" Chen Yu said.

"Haha, the blood demon has heard of its name for a long time, but I have never seen it, and today it is fate!" Xiahou Zhen said: "When you visit this place, you must have a good drink!"

Chen Yu was noncommittal.

Being mistaken by Xiahou Zhen for a disciple of the Blood Demon lineage, Chen Yu was not surprised, just now he deliberately used the power of the Blood Flame to the extreme, in order to achieve such a purpose.

Xiahou Zhen is undoubtedly very good, and he also exempted Chen Yu's explanation.

However, if you want to completely get into the nameless island, there will be some troubles and twists and turns.

Chen Yu took off the middle-aged warrior's storage bag, and without looking at the contents of it, he hung the storage bag on his body.

In this regard, Xiahou Zhen didn't have any meaning, walked to the end of the corridor, and said, "Senior Brother Chen, I don't know who the Ling Master is?

"Yes!" Chen Yu's mind turned, and he said: "But I only got the guidance and teaching of the master, and I didn't practice with the master, after he taught me the exercises, he drifted away, and now I don't know where to find him!"

"Is that so?" Xiahou was a little surprised, but then relieved.

It is difficult to speculate with common sense when a master acts, Xiahou really listened to Chen Yu's explanation, and he couldn't evaluate anything, let alone have any doubts.

Relatively speaking, Xiahou Zhen is just a young generation of martial artists in the Demon Sect, and he doesn't know the deeds of a master like the Blood Demon, so he can't doubt Chen Yu if he wants to.

"So, Senior Brother Chen's purpose for coming to the Soul Abyss?" Xiahou Zhen asked.

"I want to find my master!" Chen Yu had already thought of the reason and said, "At the same time, I also came to have a long insight!"

"The Blood Demon Seniors are really powerful, just by pointing out Senior Brother Chen's world, they have created a talent like Senior Brother Chen!" Xiahou Zhen said.

As they spoke, the two of them reached the end of the hallway, and at the end, a heavy stone door was closed.

This kind of stone gate is sliding from the middle to the sides, and the thickness of the stone gate is more than two meters, and the weight is very impressive.

"Senior Brother Chen, I'll push one side and see if I can push it away!" Xiahou Zhen said.

Chen Yu glanced at the corridor and saw several figures approaching this side. But it was the previous battle that attracted their attention, and coupled with the fact that Xiahou Zhen and Chen Yu were now trying to open the stone gate together, it naturally made them more and more concerned.

"Don't worry about them, if they want to pick peaches, they will all be killed!" Xiahou said in a domineering manner.

Xiahou Zhen does have the capital of domineering and conceited, with the strength of the seventh layer of the Xuan Yin Realm, in the Xuan Yu Realm, as long as the opponent is not from the Demon Gate and the Holy Land, and the realm is higher than his, he has the strength to defeat and kill.

"Good!"

Chen Yu responded, stood on both sides with Xiahou Zhen, and put down a pair of golden knives against the wall.

The two of them each pressed the stone door with their palms, divided their feet, and began to slowly push to the sides.

Shimen didn't move at first, and then as the two continued to increase their strength, a clicking sound began to sound.

Then, the stone door lit up with a pattern.

This kind of formation did not form an obstacle, but it made the stone gate heavier.

Chen Yu only felt that he was pushing a mountain, he used his strength to fifty percent, and the stone gate did not move at all.

But the clicking sound continued, indicating that the stone gate had loosened.

"I ...... Count one, two, three, let's all try our best!" Xia Houzhen said.

Chen Yu's face was facing Xiahou Zhen's side, and seeing that the muscles on Xiahou Zhen's body were all tense, he knew that the latter had no strength left to sneak attack him, so he promised: "Okay!"