Wow!

The scene was shaken, and many people looked at Xiao Chen, all of them showing incredulous expressions.

Xiao Chen, the white-robed swordsman who won all the way in the Five Nations Championship, the last battle of the day, the Quartet dragon veins vibrate. His name, with the spread of the True Dragon List, has spread throughout the Tianwu Continent and the endless sea in all directions, all telling his deeds.

From the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, this unpopular sect, but it advanced by leaps and bounds all the way, defeated all the masters, and finally reached the top.

In less than three years, he actually came back from the Kunlun Realm, and he had reached the realm of martial saints, reaching a realm that these old guys could only reach in one or two hundred years.

Sima Hong's face turned slightly pale, it turned out to be really him, the half-dead guy who was slapped by him with one palm, really came back.

"If I don't die, he will definitely wash the Sima family in blood!"

The arrogant words that were like child's play that day, looking at Xiao Chen's current cultivation, Sima Hong couldn't help but be terrified, his body trembled slightly, and after a little hesitation, he was ready to turn around and leave.

"Sima Hong, if you have the guts, give me one more step. ”

Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, and his sharp edge was out, pointing directly at Sima Hong, and shouted coldly.

Sima Hong was slightly stunned, a little weak-hearted, and forced himself to cheer up and said: "Xiao Chen, don't think that if you become a martial saint, you can speak wildly." is so domineering, I really want to wash the Sima family in blood, my Sima family's heritage is really going to turn my face, and the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has no good life. ”

The expressions of the other martial saints couldn't help but become complicated.

Back then, Sima Hong relied on his strength, regardless of his identity, and made trouble in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, causing countless deaths and injuries to many junior disciples, and finally being slapped in the face and returned, but it was a sensation in all directions.

I'm afraid he couldn't have imagined that the little footsteps that were difficult to hold under his hands back then, in less than three years, even he couldn't see the depth of cultivation.

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "There is a debtor who is wronged, you killed and injured countless disciples of my Heavenly Sword Pavilion back then, rest assured, I will only count this account on you alone." ”

"Although my heart is cold, I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately. Back then, you gave me a sword, and I was half dead. Today I only want to ask, do you dare to answer my fingers, but this grievance. ”

There was endless edge in his eyes, but his heart was as calm as water, Xiao Chen looked at Sima Hong, quietly waiting for the other party's answer.

The wind and rain are coming, the thunderclouds are crushing the city, just ask, do you dare to take my finger!

A finger?

The Celestial Realm Martial Saints present couldn't help muttering in their hearts, it was just a finger, and this Xiao Chen couldn't help but think too highly of himself.

Could it be that he, Xiao Chen, thought that he could stab Sima Hong to death with one finger?

It's a bit too nonsense, how old is Sima Hong, how old is Xiao Chen, even if you Xiao Chen is in the realm of martial saints reached in the Kunlun realm, the gold content is not much stronger than the firmament realm.

But if you want to defeat Sima Hong with one finger, what is the difference between it and the Arabian Nights.

Sima Hong's expression moved, and he said coldly: "Fellow Daoists, you can hear clearly, this is what he said himself, and he will end the grievances with a finger." ”

The martial saints who were better with Sima Hong in the field spoke out one after another to help him speak.

"Xiao Chen, when the eldest husband speaks, he is full of words, and if he says it, don't talk back immediately. ”

"That's right, otherwise, even if you become a martial emperor one day, and you lose your trust, it will be a stain on your life. ”

Xiao Chen's delicate face, like an ancient well, remained unchanged, and said calmly: "I will point one finger when I say it, Sima Hong, I only ask if you dare to take it!"

"Joke, I don't even dare to answer your finger, I, Sima Hongbai, have lived so old. Sima Hong is not afraid, but just a finger, at most he will be slightly injured, he Sima Hong has the realm of the peak of a middle-grade martial saint.

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, dying to the end, he was still so arrogant, he was really sitting in a well and watching the sky, I don't know how big the sky outside the sky is.

The bloodline of the Emperor Overlord was activated instantly, and more than three hundred Heavenly Saint Laws in his body swam like a river.

Boom, the sound of rushing and whistling in the body, the thunder in all directions, and the heavy thunder rolling.

In the sea of knowledge, the purple thunder rune seal rotated rapidly, and the thunder will was mixed into the Heavenly Saint Law, surging towards the fingertips.

Between the lightning and flint, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and pointed a finger, and a wisp of sword qi burst out from his fingertips, and the ethereal wrinkled shape of the sword soul in the sea of consciousness also came out.

The purple sword qi was like a charming light and shadow, gathering Xiao Chen's thunder will, ninety percent sword intent, and eighty percent of the thunder attribute energy of the three hundred Heavenly Saint Laws.

Above the fingertips, a little extremely bright purple light lit up, and the purple light flashed. Click, click, scratch, blocking the void in front of it, fell apart in an instant, and the entire space directly shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, like lenses.

Seeing that little bit of bright light, Sima Hong's heart sank in an instant, knowing that he was very wrong, and his frightened face was like ashes.

The Heavenly Saint Laws in his body quickly broke away, and his hands hurriedly sealed, forming round after round of light curtains in front of him, trying to block this finger.

The number of Heavenly Sage Laws is not very large, and there are no less than five hundred of them, but each one cannot even reach the thickness of the little finger.

Compared with some low-grade martial saints in the Kunlun realm, they are far inferior.

Poof!

The purple sword light flashed, and the defense under Sima Hong's cloth was completely like paper paste, and it didn't even have a little defensive effect.

Blood splashed all over the sky, Sima Hong's body was penetrated by the sword qi, and his body turned into thousands of space fragments along with the shattered space, and there was no corpse in the dead.

As soon as he pointed out, the collapse of space, Sima Hong didn't even have a chance to snort, so he died silently.

Xiao Chen withdrew his hand and stood, where the wisp of sword qi passed in front of him, the space had collapsed, and it was full of pieces of space fragments like lenses, wandering in all directions.

The other martial saints were frightened in cold sweat, and the frightened look in their eyes could not be described in words.

What kind of terrifying strength is this, the middle-grade martial saint of the Firmament Realm actually has no ability to resist at all in front of Xiao Chen.

In fact, it is not that Xiao Chen is too strong, but that this group of Martial Saints of the Firmament Realm is too weak, compared to the Martial Saints of the Kunlun Realm, the background is too poor, and it is completely different from cloud and mud.

What's more, Xiao Chen comprehended the will of thunder, and the sword intent had reached the peak of ninety percent, and he already had the wrinkle shape of his soul.

This finger seems to be an understatement, but it is a real use of nearly eighty percent of his strength, and he has never planned to give Sima Hong a way to live.

More importantly, to use this finger to deter other martial saints, so that they would not dare to fight the idea of the Heavenly Emperor's curtain.

The space fragments that were free in front of him began to be pieced together little by little, Xiao Chen dispersed his momentum, and said calmly: "After the private matter is settled, continue to talk about business, the Heavenly Emperor Curtain is not yet open, please go home." ”

The same words, Xiao Chen had said it before, and his tone had hardly changed.

But the effect brought this time was immediately effective, and most of the brushes were gone at once. It's really impossible to go if you don't go, just look at the fate of Sima Hong's dead body.

"Hehe, the old man congratulates Brother Xiao Chen first, he has obtained the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven, and when the old man is not long, he will definitely go to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to visit in person. ”

A transmission sounded in Xiao Chen's mind, but it was the sect leader of Haotian Sect in the firmament.

Xiao Chen smiled wordlessly in his heart, I'm afraid that most people don't believe what he said, the Heavenly Emperor's tomb is not suitable for opening.

But he didn't bother to explain, Xiao Chen passed over and said, "The seniors are serious. ”

The martial saints at the scene slowly dispersed, and soon only Xiao Chen was left, sighing silently. A cold bead appeared in Xiao Chen's hand, it was the dragon ball that had been generous and radiant before.

"Xiao Chen, I really don't look at it, there is something in the tomb of the first Tianwu Emperor. This Tianwu Emperor, but he is a mysterious character, it is impossible to say whether he is dead or not, as long as he opens the coffin and looks at it, he knows everything. ”

In the fairy ring, Jiaojiao said softly.

Xiao Chen glanced at the Heavenly Emperor's tomb standing among the dense flowers and plants below, and said, "Forget it, since you promised that old dragon, let's complete the unfinished agreement for him." ”

When the Dragon Ball was about to explode before, even Xiao Chen, who was hiding in the lake, was startled, just as he was about to tear through the void with all his strength and leave.

The dragon ball was brushed and flew into his hand, which surprised him, it turned out that there was still a trace of the old dragon's remnant soul in this dragon ball.

The old dragon entrusted him to continue to guard the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven and not let people open it.

Xiao Chen couldn't fully agree, he could only promise that he could try his best to protect the Heavenly Emperor's tomb before he left the firmament, but after leaving, he was a little too much to do anything.

Fortunately, the old dragon is also simply, if he doesn't have time to guard, he will directly cut the tomb of the Heavenly Emperor into the void and completely destroy it.

It was originally a wisp of remnant soul, but after finishing speaking, it was completely out of breath, leaving only this dragon ball in Xiao Chen's hands.

Stretching out his hand, the Qiankun flag appeared in Xiao Chen's hand and waved his hand. The seventy-two pole array flag escaped, Xiao Chen pinched his hands and was about to cast a ban and seal this place.

"Interesting, the cemetery of the first Tianwu Emperor, I didn't expect that in the end, it would be guarded by the descendants of the Qing Emperor, in the dark, it seems that there is really such a thing as fate. ”

A clear voice sounded, and Chu Chaoyun fell from the sky and came to Xiao Chen's front.

He was wearing the ancient Tianwu Dynasty costumes, and his expression today was surprisingly solemn, which was incompatible with the usual light and cloudy manners.

Xiao Chen was a little surprised by his appearance, but then it became clear. With the identity of the remnant of the other party's Tianwu Dynasty, it is obviously impossible not to know about today's events.

"Are you going to open the Heavenly Emperor Curtain? If so, I'm afraid it won't be as you wish. Xiao Chen flipped his hand, and the Moon Shadow Knife appeared in his left hand.

A smile tugged at the corner of Chu Chaoyun's mouth, took a step forward, and said, "You don't want to know if the original Tianwu Emperor is dead, but this is a secret that even I don't know." ”

Xiao Chen stared at the other party, the dancing edge, forming a breeze, the Buddha moved his clothes, blowing his hair, and the Sea Emperor turban tied in front of his forehead made his heart silent.