The originally menacing group of people stopped one after another, the expressions on their faces were all shocked, and they desperately dragged the blades in their hands that were about to be taken out.

Half a move, Xiao Chen only used half a move, this group of Biyun Peak disciples who were originally full of confidence and still thinking of huge rewards were forced to advance and retreat, and they resisted the sword intent in embarrassment.

Xiao Chen's dignified half-step Martial Emperor realm, close to invincible existence, against this group of people who have the highest cultivation level and only have a low-grade Martial King, to be honest, with half a move, they can be regarded as worthy of them.

It's just for the sake of the same family, they are all warriors who use knives, respect them a little, otherwise you won't even need a knife.

Shout!

Xiao Chen's hand stepped forward again, and the pitch-black slender and streamlined Moon Shadow Knife came out of its sheath, the purple light was dazzling, the bright glass, and the endless sword intent spread out unscrupulously.

Whoosh!

The hands of the whole group of people could no longer hold the blades, and one by one, the long knives rose to the sky, hovering in the sky.

"Sword intent, this is sword intent!" Biyun Peak's disciples, all of them looked frightened, said with trembling voices, and desperately retreated.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, the blade pointed at Song Qianhe, who was about to turn around and flee, and pointed at it from afar, the monstrous killing intent in his eyes surged out, and the air suddenly froze.

The killing intent was chilling to the bones, and Song Qianhe, who was locked by Xiao Chen's extreme killing artistic conception, only felt that his feet were filled with lead water, weighing thousands of catties, and it was difficult to walk.

Bang!

That killing intent poured into his heart and permeated his whole body. Song Qianhe felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest, his legs trembled, and his eyes were full of horror.

With a plop, he couldn't hold on any longer, and knelt directly on the ground.

The pressure in the minds of the desperate resisters, Song Qianhe held the ground with one hand, trying to keep himself from prostrate on the ground.

Looking at Xiao Chen, his eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Chen, don't think that you are a top-grade martial king, you can do whatever you want, if you enter this Heavenly Sword Pavilion, you will still die!"

"Top-grade Martial King, I'm not a ...... for a long time"

Xiao Chen said in a flat tone, and the surging crystal sword qi slammed out from above the blade.

Song Qianhe, who was kneeling on the ground, was immediately cut a terrible wound on his chest by the knife qi, the knife wound was three inches deep, the blood was gushing like a spring, and the internal organs were clearly visible.

Song Qianhe was knocked out, and the expression on his face looked painful.

This is a great avenue in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and the disciples of each peak must pass through a road if they want to go out of the mountain, and there are people passing by day and night.

The battle between Xiao Chen and Song Qianhe had already attracted many passing disciples, and many people were a little suspicious of Xiao Chen's identity.

Hearing Song Qianhe's words at this moment, Xiao Chen's identity was finally determined, and Daodao's surprised gaze shot at Xiao Chen, and his heart was shocked.

", it's really him, I haven't seen him for two years, and he is more than several times stronger than he was at the beginning. ”

"I have long suspected that it was him, Xiao Chen, a white-robed swordsman, who killed a peak master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, even dared to walk in with a big grin. ”

"I actually comprehended the sword intent, no one in our Heavenly Sword Pavilion has comprehended the sword intent for thousands of years, and without the sword intent, it is an incomplete swordsman." ”

"This Song Qianhe, I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, Xiao Chen was touched by him as soon as he came. ”

There was a lot of discussion among the surrounding warriors, and the legendary battle of the white-robed swordsman on the flying platform two years ago seemed to be still in front of him.

At that time, if there were still people who would doubt Xiao Chen's strength in the future, seeing Xiao Chen's current performance, no one would deny it.

That is the beginning of the legend, the epic legend that belongs to the white-robed swordsman!

Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath, ignoring Song Qianhe, who was seriously injured behind him, and faced everyone's beautiful and surprised voices, calmly, not arrogant or boring.

"Xiao Chen, if you kill my father and humiliate me three times and twice, I, Song Qianhe, will make your life worse than death sooner or later. ”

Song Qianhe, who was on the ground, saw that Xiao Chen didn't take him seriously at all, just like treating an ant, he was humiliated in his heart, and roared like crazy.

Anger!

Xiao Chen's calm face sank completely, who was the one who troubled him three times and twice, wanting to kill him.

In the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, who peeked into the industry of Qingyun Peak, and bullied him as a small great martial artist with the realm of a dignified martial king.

Who is it, taking advantage of his long journey, asking killers to deal with him again and again, and who is it when he is in danger, he falls into the well.

In front of the whole world, regardless of etiquette, righteousness and shame, he attacked him secretly, causing Ruyue to almost die.

It's Song Que, it's Song Qianhe's father, that kind of scum, it's not enough to die a thousand times, it's not enough!

But when the words came to Song Qianhe's mouth, it became him Xiao Chen was unreasonable, Xiao Chen bullied him, strong words, and shameless.

How can there be such a truth in the world, how can he be allowed to reverse black and white and talk nonsense.

Bang! Xiao Chen flickered, kicked directly into Song Qianhe's chest, and flew him into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Don't come to me, mention your garbage father, don't think I really dare not kill you. I dared to kill your father in front of the whole world that day, and I dare to kill you today!"

With one foot on Song Qianhe's body, Xiao Chen's face was expressionless, his voice was cold to the bone, and the seriously injured Song Qianhe trembled with fright, not daring to say another word.

Woohoo!

At this moment, seeing Song Qianhe's signal, five Biyun Peak seniors flew over from afar.

Song Qianhe, who was in despair, immediately lit up a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and the person he was waiting for finally came.

"Oh no, the five old elders of Biyun Peak are here, these five people were the top-grade martial kings many years ago. ”

"It's not easy for Xiao Chen to do it now, this Song Qianhe father and son are really evil, they forced the genius of our Heavenly Sword Pavilion away, and now they have to be strangled. ”

"Yes, if he can represent the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to participate in the Five Nations Championship, we can also follow the rankings. ”

"With Xiao Chen's current strength, there is absolutely no problem in entering the top fifty, and when the time comes, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion will gain luck, and our luck will also increase. ”

"It's a pity that Song Que Nawang Hachishima buried our genius in vain, what a bastard, this father and son are not good things. ”

The young martial artists present were all sorry, you must know that the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has not produced a genius martial artist like Xiao Chen for a long time, Murong Chong was powerful at the beginning, but his reputation was far worse than Xiao Chen.

On the same day, Xiao Chen became famous in a battle on the rooftop, and he really soared into the sky.

Even the young disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion have followed a lot of light, and when they go out to practice, some people often ask. Is it the same sect as Xiao Chen, and if you get a positive answer, you will be cast some envious eyes.

You must know that the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has been weak for many years, and has been pressed by the Sword Lan Sect and the Night Cold Palace, as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, how could he have such treatment.

Among the younger generation of disciples, they worship and admire Xiao Chen more in their hearts, and they don't have a good impression of the Song family and their sons at all.

Who did not have a heroic dream in his heart when he was young, and who did not want to become a legend and be admired by thousands of people.

But the reality is too cruel, and such dreams will laugh at it as they gradually become sensible.

But suddenly one day, they found that when such heroic deeds and such legends were around them, how could the blood in their hearts not boil and burn.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was in trouble at this moment, they all became nervous.

On the contrary to them, Song Qianhe at Xiao Chen's feet at this time, on his embarrassed face, laughed happily, laughed very happily, laughed vividly, as cool as he wanted.

Because he knew that soon, this white-robed swordsman who stepped on his chest would soon be trampled under his feet, and the humiliation and revenge of the past would be avenged immediately.

Five old men dressed in Biyun Peak's costumes stood in the air, and they rushed over as soon as they saw Biyun Peak's unique peak master's signal to seek advice.

Unexpectedly, I was still a step late, and I swept the situation on the scene slightly, and I understood what was going on.

"Uncles, he is Xiao Chen, and he killed my father. He only has the cultivation of a top-grade martial king, you want to help me avenge!" Song Qianhe didn't care about being trampled under Xiao Chen's feet, and shouted loudly.

The five old men are all over eighty years old, and their life experience is extremely rich, and they took a cursory glance at Xiao Chen, and they began to scold their mothers in their hearts one by one.

Song Qianhe didn't know what realm Xiao Chen was, but they knew it at a glance.

Where is this top-grade top martial king, he is clearly a half-step martial emperor-level powerhouse, and his aura is powerful and long, and he is not the kind of half-step martial emperor who has grown up by cultivating garbage exercises.

Song Qianhe, this little bastard, wants them to go up, and he simply wants them to die.

The gap between the top-grade top Martial King and the half-step Martial Emperor, although it is not as big as the Martial King to the Martial Emperor, is also the difference between Tianang.

The five old men are a lot of age, and they have lived for so long, and they are shrewd to death. knew that the combined efforts of the five would definitely not be able to keep Xiao Chen, and they would offend a talented martial artist with great prospects in vain.

didn't say anything, they each glanced at each other, and flew away directly, going back from where they came.

"Why did the five Martial Kings leave like this, it's so strange, they can't be scared away. The many disciples next to him who were originally worried about Xiao Chen were puzzled one by one.

Song Qianhe opened his mouth wide, the mouth was so big that he could easily put down the eggs, and the happy smile on his face hadn't even had time to dissipate.

"Why didn't you say a word and left, these uncles usually love me the most, how can this be, how can this be. ”

The drop was too big, Song Qianhe felt a little dizzy in his head, and his brain seemed to be short-circuited at that moment.

fell from the peak to the bottom of the valley in despair, this is not the worst, the worst thing is that I just fell to the bottom, thinking that I had a chance to turn over, who knew that I fell down hard.

Song Qianhe, at this moment, completely realized this mood, and after being seriously injured, his last hope was broken, and he couldn't kick it in one breath, and fainted directly.

Xiao Chen was not surprised by the actions of the five old men of Biyun Peak, knowing that he was invincible, he still had to force himself to be such a stupid person in this world.

If the five old men were half-step Martial Emperors, with the resources of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and their precipitation, there might be a fifty percent chance of defeating him.

It's a pity that it's not, it's just a high-grade martial king, so there's not even a chance at all.