Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and inhaled, grabbed the space ring into the palm of his hand, flashed, and quickly left this place.

These two fathers and sons are not good people who are reasonable, and they will never do this.

Xiao Chen had the intention to kill the two, but in this Sword Casting Peak, he really didn't want to see blood. After all, whether or not Jiaojiao can be resurrected depends on Situ Leihong's action.

Second, behind the two of them, there is such a nine-rank sect as the Zixiao Sword Sect, although the strength and heritage of the Zixiao Sword Sect are not as good as the top nine-rank sect like Haotian Sect.

But in the Xuan Domain, offending the Zixiao Sword Sect in the other party's base camp is also a troublesome matter.

In a few flickering moments, Xiao Chen stepped on the thunder dragon and disappeared into the shadows of the many swordsmen in the Sword Casting Peak.

"If you knew today, why bother in the first place!"

Looking at the embarrassed Ouyang father and son on the ground, the other swordsmen all sighed softly, they were also swordsmen, and they saw Ouyang Long defeated in the hands of Xiao Chen, a swordsman.

In the hearts of these people, more or less, they will have some mustard.

If it's a normal fight, you might even come to your aid, or even stop the swordsman.

But after seeing Xiao Chen's strength and sighing at the speed of the other party's growth, these people had concerns in their hearts, and they could only watch Xiao Chen leave.

Moreover, the two of them are so embarrassed today, and they are also self-inflicted. The so-called self-inflicted sins cannot live, and there is not much sympathy.

Flying out of five hundred miles in one breath, Xiao Chen casually stopped on the tip of a tree, closed his eyes and postponed the battle just now in his mind.

Just three moves, all of them can be regarded as martial arts that surpass the heavenly level, and with the blessing of the Dacheng Sword Soul, the power is more than doubled.

It is Xiao Chen's strongest three killer moves, and in today's battle, the most important thing is to rely on Dacheng's sword soul.

If it weren't for the Dacheng Sword Soul, the bright moon would not have burst out with such a powerful power, suppressing Ouyang Long's momentum in one fell swoop.

If Ouyang Long also comprehended Dacheng's sword soul, this battle would have been fought.

defeated the opponent in three moves, but Xiao Chen kept a calm mind and had a clear understanding of his strength.

After a while, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, with a look of realization in his eyes, and left on tiptoe.

Two days later, Ying Qiong, who received Xiao Chen's message, met together in the largest inn in Tianding City.

went together, as well as Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu, the two looked good, obviously the batch of black goods was handled very satisfactorily.

Ying Qiong sat down for a while, and then went straight to the point: "After the auction of the longevity fruit is completed, I will deduct some intermediary fees from my Tiansheng Building, and you can have 30 million Black Star Coins in your hand." ”

The golden fat man said enviously: "It's really more popular than people, fat man, I tried my best to sell those black goods to a price of five million black star coins, you didn't do anything in this guy, and thirty million black star coins will automatically arrive." ”

Thirty million Black Star Coins, Xiao Chen was also a little shocked, such a large amount of money, I am afraid that it is comparable to the family property of some quasi-emperors.

However, there were not too many surprises in my heart, and I heard those swordsmen say it in Sword Casting Peak. At the auction of the longevity fruit, several old quasi-emperors who were close to their longevity came.

Emperor Zhun is naturally wealthy, and after death, he gets nothing, and he is willing to spend money for Shouyuan.

Xiao Chen drank a glass of wine and muttered: "I'm giving you an immortal fruit, there is no requirement, 30 million Black Star Coins, within three days, help me spend them all." ”

Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu opened their mouths wide, "What do you want to do, 30 million Black Star Coins, it will be spent in three days." ”

Ying Qiong was also puzzled, and her pretty face was full of doubts.

"Help me collect the secret treasure containing the dragon soul, the level must be at least saint-level, if there is a king-level, don't let go of any amount of money. ”

Ying Qiongxiu frowned slightly, and said with some embarrassment: "The secret treasure containing the dragon soul, this is not easy to find, and I am afraid that the 30 million Black Star Coins will not be spent well." ”

Xiao Chen nodded: "I know, the incomplete secret treasure can also be used." ”

Ying Qiong smiled and said: "Is it okay to be incomplete? Then this is really easy to do, Tiansheng Building is all over the storefronts in Kunlun, and there will be piles of incomplete secret treasures every year." ”

After chatting for a while, the topic turned to the duel between Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran.

In just two days, the news that Xiao Chen would fight Wen Ziran spread throughout the Xuan Domain.

If you want to say that in the Xuan Domain now, who else can be in the limelight comparable to Xiao Chen, it is naturally Wen Ziran.

The sword sect list has been established for ten years, and it has been inherited for tens of thousands of years since ancient times.

But in the past thousand years, there should have been no young generation to enter the top ten, Wen Ziran entered the top ten with a group of great grandmaster swordsmen participating, and won the sixth place.

As soon as it came out, it caused a sensational effect.

"Anyway, how did you think of challenging Wen Ziran, with your character, you won't be so flamboyant. Ying Qiong asked with a smile, obviously guessing that there was something else hidden.

Jin Dabao rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, there is a certain chance of winning, fat man, I will open the market, and it is a pity not to take the opportunity to make a profit." ”

Xiao Chen thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about Wen Ziran, and I can't say what the odds are, but I must win this battle." ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and the young city lord of Tianding City, surrounded by a group of guards, appeared on the floor.

Seeing Xiao Chen smile slightly, he threw a heavy wooden box at him. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to take it, and after opening it, a monstrous heat wave erupted from it, and flames struck people.

If it weren't for the fact that the strength was no longer what it used to be, if you opened this box rashly, you would definitely be injured.

Xiao Chen has always been extremely calm, and when he saw this thing, he couldn't help but be excited, and quickly closed the box, his face changed a little.

"Brother Xiao doesn't have to think about it, this is what Senior Brother asked me to send over. Five days later, in Heavenly Sword City, he will fight you fairly, it will be a simple battle, and he does not want you to be disturbed by any external objects. ”

The box was not filled with anything else, it was the 10,000-year-old flame crystal that Xiao Chen had dreamed of, Wen Ziran was so open-minded, but it was much more than Xiao Chen expected.

In his heart, he had a good impression of this swordsman he had never met, and the arrival of the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal did not give him any burden.

Late at night, in the guest room, Xiao Chen looked at the wooden box containing the 10,000-year-old flame crystal, thoughtful.

There are still five days left, and it is time to fight with Wen Ziran, and the Ten Thousand Years Yanjing has already arrived, so this battle will become relatively pure.

It's just a battle between swordsmen, he doesn't have to think about what the consequences will be after losing. There is no more burden, just fight happily.

Wen Ziran, I don't know what kind of character it is. But at least this mind made Xiao Chen very interested in this battle.

Putting away the wooden box, Xiao Chen quietly flew out of the window and came to a remote place outside the city.

If he tried to recruit, he naturally had to find a large area and a clean and uninhabited land. The inn is definitely not good, so I can only come outside the city, and I can go back and meet Ying Qiong again in three days.

The night was bleak and cold, and the occasional cold wind blew through the woods, stirring the rustling of leaves.

There are three moves in the end of the Heavenly God Fist, Myth Eternal, Twilight of the Gods and the Funeral of the Gods, these three moves Xiao Chen has never really used.

Even among the Protoss, there are very few people who can practice these three moves, and they can't be practiced if they are not of a certain age and realm, or if they are superhuman in understanding.

The last three moves of the Heavenly God Fist are also known as forbidden moves among the gods, and their power is very terrifying. It will not be much worse than the secret skills of the God Emperor left by each generation of God Emperors.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Chen let the full mana in the sea of consciousness begin to boil bit by bit.

Running the Heavenly Divine Fist Heart Method, Xiao Chen's body burst out with a little golden light, illuminating the woods.

The golden light gathered, and behind him, a statue of a god suddenly erected, the appearance of the idol was the same as Xiao Chen, but it looked solemn and solemn, not angry and arrogant.

Mythology is eternal!

This is Xiao Chen's own myth, the Heavenly God Fist sings about those ancient god emperors of the god clan, Xiao Chen is not a member of the god clan, and he does not believe in gods and Buddhas.

If the heart is not sincere enough, logically speaking, it is impossible to practice this Heavenly God Fist. But he found another way and created his own myth, loyal only to himself.

If you don't believe in the gods, but only in your own body, whoever is a myth, he is a myth.

He continued to pour such thoughts into his heart, as if he was self-hypnotic, and the mana in the sea was consumed like a spring.

The idol behind him, with the continuous consumption of mana, the light became more and more condensed, the body shape became more and more real, and there was a faint condensation of divine power in his eyes.

Bang!

The idol behind him exploded and became huge, a hundred meters long, like a small hill, and a trace of divine power was finally condensed.

There were no trees left in the woods, and under the sweep of the gods, they were swept into nothingness in less than a breath.

Xiao Chen's expression was solemn, his face was like a carving, solemn and sacred, and in the void, there were many sounds of praise, and his heart moved.

The idol behind him stretched out his hand and slapped it in the air, and the giant hand covering the sky was formed, and the distance of fifty miles was in one palm, and the golden light suddenly illuminated the entire night sky.

The sky in the distance was slapped by this palm, and the sky seemed to have dropped by half a meter, and the flat ground was deeply sunken.

Quietly retracting this move, the idol slowly retreated, and Xiao Chen closed his eyes and thought about it.

Shenwei is still a bit not enough to rely on his mana to condense it.

If only he could be like the gods of those gods, in the realm of gods and the nether, casting gods. Build a temple for the world to worship and revere and provide the power of faith.

That move is eternal, and its power can be doubled.

Next, Xiao Chen began to evolve the twilight of the gods.

This move is more powerful, and the artistic conception contained in it is more vast and grand, and a martial artist who does not have strong spiritual power in the Protoss cannot be practiced at all.

Generally, only when you have reached the realm of quasi-emperor can you have the qualification to practice these two moves. Of course, it's just qualifications, and whether or not you can successfully cultivate also requires extremely high comprehension and your own physical conditions.

Ragnarok is very different from mythological eternity, and it does not need to be condensed.

The artistic conception to be evolved is the extreme sadness of the moment when the ancient kingdom of gods is destroyed, the end of the world comes, the myth ends, the gods fall, and the prosperity falls.