Chapter 132: The Great War (2)

The cold qi instantly entered Xiao Chen's body, constantly ravaging Xiao Chen's body, and in an instant, the whole body roared, and the muscles and bones roared, which forcibly suppressed the chill that entered the body, Xiao Chen at this moment did not have the strength to care about this raging cold, defeating the old man of the Treasure Elephant Tribe was the most important thing at present, only in this way could the Gu Yuan tribe enjoy the fruits of victory.

Not to mention Xiao Chen's battle platform agreement with the Xiangtian Prince of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, just from the moment the two tribes started the battle contract, they were already in a state of endless death, and now there is only one warrior in this Treasure Elephant Tribe, which makes Xiao Chen and the entire Gu Yuan tribe feel a great threat, this kind of pinning the safety of the tribe on the heart of luck, Xiao Chen doesn't like it very much.

Now it seems that the martial arts exchange conference in Duanmu City has not yet ended, and the Elephant Heavenly Prince of the Treasure Elephant Tribe has not returned to the Treasure Elephant Tribe, and the agreement between Gu Yuan and the Treasure Elephant Tribe to fight life and death has been presented, otherwise the Great Elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe would not have made such a reckless move to deal with the Gu Yuan tribe today.

"Boy, I'm picking up the old man!" Seeing Xiao Chen escape unharmed from his blow, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth once again flashed with a cold chill, "The kid can escape with his life under the cold and cold spirit of the old man, and the younger generation in this boulder valley is only a handful of them, and you can die at the hands of this elder, you are proud enough, you can rest assured that when you are cut by this elder, your subordinates and this elder will take care of them one by one."

After that, the old man's eyes were like a sword, cold and piercing, surrounded by a thick evil aura, and the war knife in his hand was even more buzzing, and he became eager to try, and the whole blade erupted again, like a snake letter.

"Kill!

The war knife in the old man's hand suddenly burst out with a rich battle aura, cutting a vacuum path in the air, and killing Xiao Chen, who had not yet taken a breath, and had the momentum of not giving up if he did not kill Xiao Chen.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of zhang converged towards the old man's body, and from the old man's body, a cold chill diffused out, as soon as this chill appeared, it was the center, and the grass within a radius of dozens of zhang had begun to freeze, and at the same time, countless ice cubes were condensed in the air, echoing with the chill of the silver-white war knife.

"Old thing, you have really wasted a hundred years, you can only use the power of your tongue, I think your position as the great elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe is just a waste of fame!"

"You're looking for death! Ice Spirit Knife First Frozen Thousand Miles!"

The old man was once again enraged by Xiao Chen's words, and the cold air of the war knife in his hand was like a tide, and a pale and icy battle qi surged on the silver battle knife, as if the ice liquid was flowing, and the chill emitted was amazing, and the air had been frozen at this moment, turning into ice chips and falling.

Boom!

The guns and knives collided, the raging battle qi splashed, and the innocence blended, Xiao Chen's body was instantly repelled by a distance of dozens of zhang, a fishy astringency gushed out of his throat from his abdomen, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth in an instant.

The old man's sword technique can be described as domineering, if it weren't for Xiao Chen's sudden burst out of an invisible will at the moment of crisis, which made the old man's spirit trance, and when he made a move, he would have been injured even more seriously.

And this time the old man's attack was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, like a shadow that seemed to be entangled with Xiao Chen, and his real body was about to freeze, seeing this, the old man's eyes revealed a vicious color.

"Elder Ben still thinks that you are beaten with iron, even if your blood is like wolf smoke, under Elder Ben's cold and icy aura, you will still be hated on the spot!"

There was a burst of cheers, and the air exploded, leaving Xiao Chen with no moments of respite, the old man stepped out with a crystal chill, and the war knife in his hand turned into a sharp light, without the slightest fancy, and slashed towards him, as if he felt that Xiao Chen had been hit hard, and wanted to kill him in one go.

Seeing the old man killing, Gu Bu's body was shocked by the meridians and bones, Xiao Chen's spear was crossed.

The war spear attacked, and the endless killing intent broke out, in terms of the strength of the battle qi, Xiao Chen was no better than the old man, not to mention that the old man was a martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, even if he was only able to invoke a little power of heaven and earth, this was not as simple as one plus one equaling two, and the qualitative change caused by quantitative changes.

Therefore, Xiao Chen knew that he had to defeat the old man as soon as possible, otherwise after a long time, when the battle qi dried up, the old man would be able to consume himself to death.

Rumble!

Xiao Chen shot out, the martial will was attached to the spear, and the void in front of him was pierced, and the influence of the martial will of the original old man also became stagnant.

"Damn! it's martial arts again!"

The old man kept roaring, attacking several times, each time under the influence of Xiao Chen's martial arts killing will, otherwise how could a martial artist in the middle of the Blood Refining Realm hold on for a long time under his own attack.

Bang bang bang!

Bursts of explosions continued to be heard in the void, and cyan and white battle qi splashed, cyan like fire, white like cold, bringing everyone the feeling of ice and fire.

And at this moment, as the great elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, he no longer has the domineering and calm when he first arrived, his temples are white and scattered, and in a few quarters of an hour, the two have fought for no less than a thousand rounds, and every time his cold and icy battle qi is about to freeze Xiao Chen, the supreme will that seems to have arrived from ancient times will impact his divine soul, stop his attack, and make his attack turn into flowing water.

Yellow smoke billowed and dust filled the sky.

The two people who had been fighting fiercely in the void for a thousand rounds had already stood on both sides separately, and Xiang Mo's face was gloomy and terrifying, as if he was about to drip water, and anyone who was strong but ate again and again in front of an opponent who was lower than his own strength would not be excited.

Although Xiao Chen's realm is not as good as that of the old man, the martial arts will he has comprehended has a restraint effect on the old man's attack, so that the original ten-layer strength can only be exerted at the eighth level, which is why he is on par with Xiao Chen.

At this moment, Xiao Chen stood proudly, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth became clearly visible, the cyan leather armor was cut by the battle mang, exuding a strong chill, and his body should have suffered a lot of injuries, but all this did not make Xiao Chen timid, his eyes were sharp like a sword, his whole body trembled, and his battle intent rushed into the sky.

On the other hand, Xiang Mo, who was originally a hegemon-level tribal elder, had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a look of anger and decay, and for such a long time, he still couldn't take a young martial artist.

"Spit!" Xiao Chen sneered, a sound came from his body, and the dirty blood that had accumulated in his mouth spit out, corroding the earth with a strong chill, and the next moment, the battle qi in his body was in vain again, turning into a cyan streamer and pounced on the old man.