Shout!

Suddenly, one of the attendants outside the tent unsheathed his long sword, unleashed a sword aura, and rushed towards the sand and gravel that had been shot.

Bang!

With a sound, the sand and gravel were torn apart and scattered all over the ground. And that sword qi still did not dissipate, and continued to rush forward rapidly, and soon reached the opponent's tent.

"Broken!"

The great monk let out a low shout, and without seeing any movement, he would let the sword qi shatter outside the tent and disappear without a trace.

On the other side, Liu Feng raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup, and said with a smile: "Duan's pulse sword technique is really worthy of its reputation! ”

Duan Chen stopped making tea, put away the tea set, and said, "Let Brother Liu smile, today, I'm afraid I can't continue to make tea." ”

"That's how it should be. Liu Feng spread his hands, looking a little helpless.

At this time, the leader in the tent of Dongyi Kingdom stood up, slowly walked towards Liu Feng and them, stared at this period of time with his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I don't know what is dead or alive!

Duan Chen first hugged his fist at Liu Feng and said, "Brother Liu, sit down and wait for me to deal with it." ”

Liu Feng made a gesture of invitation and did not speak.

Seeing that Duan Chen actually ignored himself, the leader of Dongyi was furious, and sacrificed the Dongyi scimitar, without saying a word, he rushed angrily, and saw that he was about to arrive at Duan Chen's tent.

Sou!

Suddenly, Duan Chen moved, turned into an afterimage, flew out of the tent, crossed the body of the leader of Na Dongyi, and stopped at the three zhang behind him.

Boom!

The scimitar of the Dongyi leader fell to the ground, and his hands tightly covered his neck that kept spurting blood, his face full of horror.

"Uh...... Uh......"

He wanted to say something, but all he spat out was a mouthful of blood. The body fell to his knees limply, lying on the ground and convulsing, and soon died of death.

The bright red blood was still flowing, staining the yellow sand and seeping into the ground.

"Yaga!"

The dozen or so Dongyi people in the tent rushed towards Duan Chen with a shout, brandishing a bright scimitar, and they actually formed a formation in the blink of an eye, and their power increased several times.

"Kill!"

More than a dozen people roared at the same time, pressing towards Duan Chen from different directions.

Whew......

The sword light shone in the scorching sun, like the scythe of death, trying to harvest the life in front of it.

"Look for death!"

Duan Chen let out a low snort, the sea of qi widened, and the pulse sword technique unleashed, recoiling towards the other party.

Woohoo......

The swords were staggered, and each stroke could swing out a pulse of qi, accurately shooting at the hearts of the dozen or so Dongyi people. And the long sword entity also collided with the Dongyi scimitar.

Sonorous and sonorous......

The sound of metal collision sounded quickly, and sections of broken knives flew out and scattered in all directions. At the same time, pillars of blood erupted from the Dongyi people's bodies, and then stained the yellow sand.

Boom!

Duan Chen returned the sword to the sheath and returned to his tent, not bothering to look at the other party.

Bang bang bang......

More than a dozen bodies fell one after another, smashing up a lot of smoke and dust. The blood that flowed out quickly seeped into the yellow sand, leaving only dried blood marks.

At this moment, the powerhouses of the other four countries couldn't help but stand up, looking at the dozen or so dead corpses lying on the ground in a daze, recalling the scene just now.

What a fast sword!

Everyone came to a common conclusion, and they couldn't help but gasp, and they no longer dared to underestimate the prince of Dali.

However, the great monk of Tianzhu Kingdom immediately recovered, walked out of the tent, and walked towards Duan Chen. He firmly believes that in the face of real strength, everything is in vain.

His illusions are varied, so why should he be afraid of a little worldly prince? Who of all the people here is more qualified than himself to be the commander of the kingdoms and command others?

If anyone dares to disobey, then they must let the other party die! What's more, now that he has found a suitable excuse, killing this little prince will not ruin his reputation.

Kick, kick, kick......

The dull footsteps reached the eardrums, and the great monk of Tianzhu Country continued to approach Duan Chen's tent. At the same time, his aura was full of energy, forming an invisible and powerful coercion, covering Duan Chen and the others.

Liu Feng frowned slightly, and his heart was extremely unhappy.

He is the emperor of Middle-earth, and he is covered by an ant with coercion, how can he not be angry?

However, Liu Feng didn't get up, he didn't want to do anything with these people, it was too bad for his identity. Moreover, this is Duan Chen's business, and Duan Chen has to solve it himself.

But this does not mean that Liu Feng will not do anything, but it is not obvious.

I saw him talk about his fingers lightly, and did nothing else. However, the coercion exerted by the monks of Tianzhu Guoda could not successfully envelop the tent, and when it was still a foot away from the tent, it all collapsed.

How so?

The monk of Tianzhu Guoda was very puzzled, obviously no one had done anything, how could his coercion be invalid?

How did he know that when Liu Feng flicked his fingers, he had already swung out the invisible spiritual power, rushed out of the tent, and shattered the coercion in silence.

Duan Chen was horrified in his heart, and looked at Liu Feng again. At the same time, I also knew in my heart that my estimation of Liu Feng's strength was almost a little outrageous.

How powerful must it be to break the coercion of an illusory 300-change strong person with a snap of his fingers?

The great monk of Tianzhu did not stop, and only when he was already two away from Duan Chen's tent did he close his feet and stand on the soft sand.

"Duan Chen, what is your intention here, the six countries have all come here to hunt for treasure, but the other party is too powerful, and they must join forces to have a chance to succeed. Separate actions, no one can get it!"

"Of course, there is no problem in joining forces. Duan Chen said lightly: "But, who will lead the Great Commander, is it because of old age or something else?"

Hearing this, the monk of Tianzhu almost fell ill. What does it mean to rely on old age? Isn't this scolding oneself for relying on the old and selling the old?

However, the great monk did not show any anger, and said: "Cultivators, naturally, the victory or defeat is determined by cultivation. Whoever cultivates to the highest level is the Grand Commander!"

"If you can win against the poor monk, then the poor monk will elect you as the great leader, and I believe that others will not object. ”

"Really?" Duan Chen sneered: "This great commander is none other than this prince. ”

As soon as the words fell, Duan Chen came into contact with the self-seal, and the powerful power of three hundred and fifty changes swept in all directions, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth.

Swish!

The face of the great monk of Tianzhu changed suddenly, he looked extremely pale, and he was much older. His legs were uncontrollable and he retreated again and again, and after more than a dozen steps, he finally stopped, looking at Duan Chen incredulously.

The powerhouses of other countries were even more shocked, and their minds suddenly went blank and fell into a stupor.

"You...... You...... You ......"

The great monk of Tianzhu pointed at Duan Chen, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.