The face of the pig totem stick monk changed greatly, he had just transferred most of his spiritual power to the stick monk of the sheep totem before, and now he could only barely condense the Spirit Emperor Shield, and as for the strength of this Spirit Emperor Shield, it was naturally useless.

Swish!

The three-thousand-pound Holy Spirit Sword shattered the Spirit Emperor Shield of the Pig Stick Monk, and cut the Pig Stick Monk from head to toe like cutting tofu!

One of the Eight Great Stick Monks, the Pig Stick Monk, die!

"What!"

"Bastard!"

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The rest of the seven big stick monks saw that Xue Chen killed one person in an instant with just one sword, and there were only seven people left in the gossip array, and the formation could no longer be maintained, so they immediately yelled at Xue Chen angrily, holding wooden sticks one by one, and rushed towards Xue Chen.

"Hehe, this is what you Eight Great Stick Monks are capable of?" Seeing the Seven Great Stick Monks rushing towards him, Xue Chen did not have a trace of panic, but stood motionless in place, just looking at the Seven Great Stick Monks with a smile on his face.

Bang bang bang!

Seven loud noises came from the ground one after another, and the soles of the seven people's feet suddenly erupted into violent spiritual power fluctuations.

"What is this?"

The Seven Great Stick Monks clearly felt the violent spiritual power fluctuations on the soles of their feet, and they were all frightened, and they were all stunned on the spot.

"Run!"

Hong Tong on the side immediately discovered the secret of the soles of the seven people's feet, which Xue Chen secretly manipulated! He first took advantage of the time he was dodging just now, shot his spiritual power into the ground and dispersed it under everyone's body, and then used a special technique to control it. In the end, he killed a stick monk by surprise!

"This kid is so insidious!" Hong clenched his teeth, and the anger in his eyes was about to explode!

Hearing Hong Tong's running words, the Seven Great Stick Monks immediately fled like lost dogs, but no matter where they fled, they could always feel the violent spiritual power under their feet, and they followed them like a shadow.

Hong Tong on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and even rushed towards Xue Chen. He wanted to kill Xue Chen before he detonated his spiritual power!

"Boom!"

However, Xue Chen didn't care about it, and he didn't panic at all because of Hongtong's attack on the second line. Xue Chen's right hand slowly raised, and with a slight grip, the spiritual power under the feet of the seven great stick monks instantly detonated, and the seven people spat blood from their mouths at the same time, and their breath suddenly withered.

"It's now!"

Xue Chen's gaze was extremely cold, and at the moment when the spiritual power exploded, Xue Chen's body moved!

However, Hong Tong's figure also arrived in front of Xue Chen at this time, and a palm wind that condensed most of the spiritual power ruffled Xue Chen's hair and hit Xue Chen's back hard.

Syllable!

Hong Tong's palm wind was extremely fast, and it penetrated Xue Chen's body in an instant, but what Hong Tong didn't expect was that this Xue Chen turned out to be an afterimage!

"Oops!"

Hong Tong screamed secretly, and the next moment he turned his head to look, only to see that Xue Chen was already in front of the Eight Great Stick Monks at this time, and he showed a smile at himself.

The three-thousand-pound Holy Spirit Sword was waved lightly, and the golden light suddenly flourished, and the phantom body technique was used one after another, and the heads of the seven great stick monks fell to the ground together!

Since then, the eight great stick monks of the Tianren Temple have died!

"Bastard!"

Hong Tong was furious, and even being killed by the other party with one of the eight enemies was simply a great shame for the Heavenly Temple! However, Hong Tong also understood that the eight great stick monks did not even give full play to half of their strength, and most of the reason why they lost was luck!

Xue Chen can dodge all the attacks from the underground one after another, and if he doesn't have anything, I'm afraid no one will believe him. There is also Xue Chen's method of shooting spiritual power into the ground as an ambush, which is even more unexpected. Although the strength of the Eight Great Stick Monks is stronger than Xue Chen, this battle is not unjustly lost!

"Boy, you really have a kind!" Hong Tong's eyes stared at Xue Chen like a poisonous snake, and the resentment in his eyes was self-evident.

"Who are you?" Xue Chen asked with a frown.

Hong Tong sneered, clasped his hands into fists slightly, and only heard a crackling voice: "The weak are not qualified to know my name." You're strong enough to know, though. Remember, my name is Hong Tong, and when the time comes, don't say you don't know. ”

"Hong Tong, isn't it the youngest elder of the Heavenly Human Temple?"

Jing Dayou's voice came from behind him, and Xue Chen, who made him, was also shocked: Could this Hong Tong in front of him be the youngest elder of the Heavenly Man Temple who claimed to have touched the threshold of the Spirit Sect?

"It seems that I am still a little famous, boy, your hosts all know me, haven't you heard of me?" Hong Tong stared at Xue Chen, showing a smile on his face.

Xue Chen smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I'm not from your Nine Chi Kingdom, so naturally I haven't heard of it." ”

"Oh, yes, since you're not from the Nine Red Kingdoms, then you definitely don't know the rules of the Nine Red Countries. In that case, I will show mercy to you today and leave you a whole corpse. Hong Tong sneered, and the dark yellow spiritual power had already spread out from his body, bursting towards Xue Chen.

"It's up to you, it's a little too crazy!" Xue Chen's eyes froze, and the spirit transformation in his body was fully operational, and the yellow spiritual power continued to gush out like ocean waves, colliding directly with Hong Tong.

Rumble!

The shock wave caused by the collision of powerful spiritual power is like ripples on the surface of the water, and the layers of shock waves continue to impact the surrounding space. Some of the stronger ones were only slightly pale, while the weaker ones had been so shocked that they vomited blood and died. Among them, the biggest loss was the many palace guards brought by Qin Wenguang, and there were not many who could stand. On the other hand, on the side of the Liuyun Dart Bureau, the Spirit King Shield jointly released by the two brothers Jing Yuhang, Ge Zhouping and Shi Jingshi Chong resisted part of the spiritual power impact, so the situation was much better.

Under the fierce battle of spiritual power, Xue Chen took dozens of steps back to stabilize his figure, while Hong Tong only took three steps back to stabilize his body. In the eyes of everyone, the two are superior in strength.

"Your sword is good. Hong Tong glanced at Xue Chen, then turned his gaze to the Holy Spirit Sword in Xue Chen's hand.

"Of course it's good, this is the sword that killed the eight great stick monks of your Heavenly Temple. Whew~~" Xue Chen raised his eyebrows, raised the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand, gently slashed the sword body with his left hand, blew a breath, and said with a bit of a joke.

Killing the Eight Great Stick Monks in front of him, and now showing off the Holy Spirit Sword in front of him, this kind of action is tantamount to a big slap in Hong Tong's face!

"You're looking for death!" Hong Tong roared angrily, and his left fist was like a huge hammer, smashing towards Xue Chen's head with a thunderous domineering momentum.

The fighting intent in Xue Chen's eyes was completely ignited by Hong Tong at this moment, and the extremely belligerent blood in his heart was also boiling at this moment.

Rumble!

Xue Chen's left fist hit out without any fancy, can this seemingly insipid punch block Hong Tong's domineering punch?

Everyone's hearts were raised at this moment, is this punch going to be the winner?

"Die, die! If you die, there will be no more zài in the entire Liuyun Dart Bureau! Then Jing Yuhang will also become my plaything under my crotch!"

"Arei, don't die, don't die!

Qin Wenguang and Jing Yuhang were secretly praying, hoping that there would be a different ending.

Boom!

Xue Chen's unfancy punch miraculously blocked Hong Tong's attack, and the Holy Spirit Sword in his right hand was quickly swung out at this moment, pointing directly at the opponent's chest!

Bite!

Hong Tong's right hand did not dodge or dodge, and grabbed the Holy Spirit Sword with his bare hand. However, as soon as he grabbed the Holy Spirit Sword, his complexion changed drastically in an instant!

"This sword weighs at least three thousand catties!"