After seeing the old man retreat, Xiao Chen did not make a move, although he comprehended the will to kill, but after all, it was only in the embryonic stage, like seeing flowers in the fog, still wandering in front of the gate, and at this moment, the old man had already broken free from his will to kill, and he had lost the opportunity to make another move.

And Xiang Mo, who hastily dodged Xiao Chen's killing blow, was not so comfortable at the moment, a trace of tyranny in the depths of his soul was constantly tearing at his soul, bringing bursts of trance, and at the same time, the violent power followed the silver-white war knife and went straight into his body, suddenly causing the blood and qi in his body to vibrate, like a tsunami erupting.

At this moment, his face was as blue as iron, as ugly as a dead relative, as the great elder of the overlord-level tribe of the Boulder Valley, he was actually repelled by a nobody, and even almost died of his body, which made his face hot, as the great elder of the four overlord-level tribes at the bottom of the Boulder Valley, if this was spread out, the hundred-year-old prestige would be ruined, which he would never allow.

As the great elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, isn't it just a face to cross the wilderness, thinking of this old man, he couldn't help but look at all the remaining people around him, a trace of cruelty appeared at the corner of his mouth, only the dead can keep secrets, and he will never allow the things that make him embarrassed to spread out.

In this blood-colored battlefield, looking at the old man's eyes without the slightest emotion, the remaining people, whether they were the soldiers of the Gu Yuan tribe or the only remaining soldiers of the Xuansnake Kuishui tribe, all shivered coldly, and their bodies shrank involuntarily, as if the old man's eyes were mixed with endless madness.

"Boy, don't think that if you comprehend the will of martial arts, you can see no one like this, even if you are a genius, if you don't grow up, you're just a waste, and you don't understand the truth that the outcropping rafters rot first, and Elder Ben sees you as just a fool!"

Although there was a hint of disdain in Xiang Mo's tone, he secretly guarded against Xiao Chen, who was able to force himself into such a situation, to be able to become the Great Elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, and to sit upright in this position for a hundred years, how could there be no gully in his chest.

At this moment, he just wanted to provoke Xiao Chen, after all, Xiao Chen was young, and he had such a martial arts cultivation, in his opinion, arrogance was inevitable, but unfortunately his wishful thinking did not start, and the method of agitation did not have any effect, Xiao Chen was arrogant, but Xiao Chen's arrogance was arrogance!

The words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, for this Xiangmo's words, it did not cause Xiao Chen's slightest fluctuation, let alone say a squeeze, the old man knew that Xiao Chen in front of him was not the kind of reckless and fiery person, only a dignified battle, with fists to decide right and wrong.

Immediately, the old man snorted coldly, his eyes burst out, and the silver-white war knife in his hand suddenly shot out a cold light several zhang long, and a crack appeared on the ground in vain, and a trace of war qi emanated from the crack, disturbing everything that was touched around here, and in an instant, the sword came to Xiao Chen.

As the great elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, of course, the exercises he practiced would not be ordinary, and he swung out this dazzling touch of snow with a sword, which contained the terrifying and killing intent, which made everyone change color when they heard it.

The sword light is dazzling, but it contains a terrifying killing intention, for the full force of the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, Xiao Chen's eyes looked directly at the sword, a touch of blue light flashed in his eyes, and the surface of his body bloomed with cyan light, and pieces of muscles and flesh protruded from under the leather armor.

At the same time, the essence behind him rose up, like billowing wolf smoke, the qi and blood of the flesh were mobilized at this moment, the muscles and bones sounded together, the heavenly drum thundered through the earth, and the rich essence was volatilized from the bone marrow, from the meridians, from the muscles and flesh, and it was actually condensed into an ethereal phantom behind him, but it was a pity that at this moment, his body was not tempered to the extreme, and he could not condense the phantom behind him.

Despite this, the moment the ethereal phantom appeared, the entire ground seemed to be unable to bear its weight, and it became trembling, Xiao Chen's at this moment can be said to be going all out, whether it is the battle qi or the strength of the body, it has been released by him without reservation, facing the late stage martial artist of the Blood Refining Realm, he needs to go all out.

"Qi and blood are like smoke, and you have the power of ten thousand jun, boy, you are really surprising me more and more, but you think that you can resist the knife of Elder Ben just by relying on your flesh and blood, you are really looking for death!"

The old man slashed out with a knife, and when he saw Xiao Chen's blood like a rainbow, resisting with his flesh and blood, it seemed like he was using a mantis arm as a car, and he wanted to resist desperately, thinking of the tragic scene of Xiao Chen being cut into slag by the knife, he couldn't help but sneer.

Boom!

The next moment, a series of dense iron-like brittle sounds one after another, white light and green light reflect each other, encroaching on each other, splashing war qi with endless killing intent raging collision, flat ground set off bursts of waves, the surrounding dozens of feet of land was rolled up and destroyed, a mess, not only that, all the people have stayed away from the center of the storm, for fear of harming the pond fish.

The strong impact force made Xiao Chen retreat again and again, the spear in his hand nodded like a phoenix, and constantly scattered the flying battle qi, and when the surroundings returned to calm, Xiang Mo's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity.

Seeing that dozens of zhang away, Xiao Chen, who should have been shattered by the sword in his heart, was scattered all over his body at this moment, although the leather armor was somewhat damaged, but the aura emitted by the body was condensed but not dispersed, standing in place like an abyss, and the qi within dozens of zhang around him was pulled by it, and the whole body was highly vigilant, but there was wind and grass, and it would definitely be a thunderous blow.

The blow he struck with all his strength, containing the intent of endless cold slaughter, had also completely dissipated, but except for a few cuts on the leather armor of the person in front of him, it didn't seem to have caused much damage to him.

"How is this possible?" Xiang Mo can be said to have doubts about his own strength, as a martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, with the help of a trace of heaven and earth power, the blow he sent out could not even kill a martial artist in the middle stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and he was not even seriously injured, which was not reasonable at all.

Gently moved his body bones, and suddenly there was a crackling sound from his body, and the body that was originally in a state of operation was briefly relieved at this moment, and the strength of the martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm was really extraordinary, and in the storm of the old man's attack, it also brought him a trace of pain, and he didn't want to be so calm and light on the outside.

The wisps of cold contained in the old man's battle qi constantly stimulated his meridians and bones, and Xiao Chen only felt that an invisible rope bound him.

ps: I made up for what I broke yesterday today.