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"Look for death!" Xiao Chen stared at him when he saw this.

Bang!

His right hand was even more clenched into a fist and smashed towards the opponent's sword shadow.

This time, he used the power of the Futu Supreme Sutra, and with one punch, it was like the weight of the Ninefold Mountain.

Thundered!

The fists and swords intersected, and the shadow of the giant sword suddenly collapsed and opened, scattering into a sky full of stars, falling everywhere.

And Ah Si's whole person was also bombarded by the power of this punch, and he retreated violently before he stabilized his body in front of him.

"How is it possible?" you ......" He looked at Xiao Chen with a shocked expression.

At this moment, Xiao Chen walked towards him and said in a cold voice, "You just said that I will bear the consequences, right?"

Hearing this, Ah Si raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen, and said, "Yes, do you know that Li Feng is already loyal to the young master of my family, but you dare to kill the young master of my family, the young master of my family, will not let you go!"

Xiao Chen sneered and said, "Your young master, is it a fart?"

"You ......" Ah Si was furious.

Murong Tianqiong, as a member of the Murong family in the Northern Forest Realm, and even as a top genius, everyone has to look up wherever he goes, but Xiao Chen said, is he a fart?

It's simply ......

"You're looking for death!" Ah Si said through gritted teeth.

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes and said, "This is the first time you have threatened me?" Since you are really willing to talk about death, then I will send you directly to die!"

As he spoke, Xiao Chen's figure flashed and rushed towards Ah Si.

"What?"

Now that he already knew Xiao Chen's strength, if Xiao Chen really had killing thoughts against him, then the matter would be in trouble.

"Damn, Xiao Chen, I am a close confidant of the young master of my family, if you kill me, the young master of my family will not let you go!" Ah Si shouted.

Xiao Chen sneered and said, "I'm sorry, now I won't let him go!"

As he spoke, Xiao Chen smashed out with another punch.

Rumble!

This punch is thousands of miles apart, but the power is more powerful than before.

In the face of a powerful fist wind, Ah Si didn't dare to be careless and took out all his strength to block it.

However, he was still blown away by this violent force.

Burst!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated again.

"Damn, Xiao Chen, you're looking for death!" he said as he wiped the blood from his mouth.

Xiao Chen smiled: "Then you think I'm looking for death!"

Rumble!

Saying that, this time, behind Xiao Chen, a terrifying dragon shadow exploded, which was the eight-winged flying dragon.

"Die!"

Call!

Immediately after, the eight-winged wyvern pursued towards A.

"What is this?The power of the bloodline?" Ah Si was stunned for a moment.

When he saw this, he gritted his teeth and said: "Fight for the power of blood, I may not lose to you, give me cash!"

Airplanes!

As he spoke, a sword shadow appeared behind him.

This sword shadow is completely different from the previous moves, more powerful and more pure.

"Wait a minute, that sword shadow...... It can't be the Ancient Spirit Sword, right? The power of the bloodline, the Ancient Spirit Sword? This guy, could it be someone from the Ancient Spirit Sword Clan?"

"Ancient Spirit Sword Clan, I heard that the people of this family are all geniuses, and they also have the power of the special Ancient Spirit Sword bloodline, so that their swordsmanship talent is much more than ordinary people! It turned out to be true!"

"With the power of this bloodline, Xiao Chen is estimated to have a problem now!"

The crowd whispered.

However, at this time, Xiao Chen's eight-winged flying dragon had already arrived in front of him.

"Slash!" the ancient spirit sword landed on the eight-winged flying dragon's head.

However, to everyone's surprise, they didn't see the scene of the eight-winged flying dragon being smashed by a sword, but the ancient spirit sword, which was directly broken.

"What?" everyone gasped when they saw this.

Even the legendary ancient spirit sword has been broken, what is the origin of this dragon?

However, before everyone could come back to their senses, the eight-winged wyvern had already crashed into each other.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, Ah Si's whole person was blasted into the sky, and after hitting the dome of the Demon Palace, there was a loud bang again, and then he fell from the air.

Thundered!

There was a third loud bang, and the earth was pierced into a huge crater.

In the deep pit, Ah Si twitched all over his body for a while, and then he didn't move!

This Murong Tianqiong's follower was also killed!

Hiss......

For a while, there was the sound of gasps everywhere.

What shocked them was not only the killing of Ah Si, but more importantly, Ah Si's identity.

This is Murong Tianqiong's person!

was killed like this, wouldn't Xiao Chen ......

Just when everyone was shocked......

Airplanes!

In front of everyone, suddenly the space began to shake.

Call!

In the next moment, a hand suddenly shattered the space and appeared in front of everyone.

"What's going on, there's an enemy?"

"It's impossible, isn't it? This is the Demon Palace, who can tear the space here?"

Everyone was shocked.

You must know that the Demon Hall is a place where important prisoners are held, and the space here is so stable that it is almost unbreakable.

But at this time, it was still broken.

"Which side is it?" Xiao Chen's heart tightened when he saw this hand from behind.

If the person who came was from the Temple of Light, it would naturally be nothing, but if it was someone from the other side, it would be a big trouble.

Call!

And at this moment, with a pull of that hand, the spatial crack expanded, and he walked in directly.

"Ah...... It's open!" The man scratched his head and said helplessly.

Sonor!

At this time, someone who reacted quickly immediately became vigilant and looked at him and said coldly.

The man was stunned for a moment, then glanced at everyone's clothes, and said, "It seems that you are candidates from the Demon Palace, right?"

"Yes, who are you?" asked Zhuo Lingzhao nervously.

He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm invited by the Temple of Light!"

"Oh? It turned out to be Lord of the Temple of Light, may I ask your lordship, what happened to the Demon Temple, why is there a riot in the Demon Temple, and our identity token is invalid?"

The other party waved his hand and said: "First, I am not from your Light Temple, I am from the Death God Palace, and I was just invited by your Light God Temple! Second, what happened in the Demon Palace, this matter is confidential, you don't need to know, and don't ask! You just need to know that now you are safe, and the assessment is over, this is enough!"

"What? The assessment is over? Great, I can finally leave this hellish place!"

"But I haven't killed a few people yet......"

After hearing the news, everyone was happy and sad.

At the same time, Xiao Chen's heart on the side was overturned.

"Death Palace, how could this be this place?" he still remembered that he had been assassinated by the Death God Palace, and his heart was always haunted.

At this moment, the man yawned and said, "Okay, you stand here and don't move, I'll go and bring out all the other candidates, and then you can leave!"

(This chapter is yesterday's, see you in the evening!)

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