Returning to his palace, Duan Chen picked out an extremely divine horse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The horses were extremely strong, covered with long black hair, and their hooves and neck, as well as the horse's head, were covered with black scales like fish scales.

This horse's name is 'Demon Scale Beast', and it is one of Duan Chen's most beloved horses.

It has the bloodline of an innate demon beast, although it is a horse, but it has the strength of no less than the acquired fifth-layer master, and it can cross mountains and rivers like walking on the ground, and it can travel thousands of miles a day.

At its speed, it can cross the Central Plains in three days.

Duan Chen took out a sword that was as sharp as clay from the arsenal, and then rode onto the Demon Scale Beast and headed towards the Sword Void Valley.

Leaving the Dali Palace and entering the plain with no edge in sight, Duan Chen's heart suddenly became arrogant, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl,

"Jianghu, I'm here!"

After two days of traveling, Duan Chen came to the outskirts of Sword Sky Valley and found an inn to stay in.

Duan Chen had just arrived at the inn, and those people from the rivers and lakes who were either eating or talking about interesting stories about martial arts swept towards Duan Chen, and everyone was stunned the moment they saw the Demon Scale Beast.

The Demonscale Beast was six feet tall and muscular, as strong as a calf. The whole body was covered with long, shiny black hair, no half of variegation, and its hooves were the size of a sea bowl, and they were covered with black scales the size of fingernails.

As soon as the Demon Scale Beast appeared, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed, and with its divine steed, it was difficult not to attract the attention of others.

Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Duan Chen couldn't help frowning.

These people in the rivers and lakes have never seen much of the world, most of them have been suppressed by the Demon Scale Beast, and there are even many people with fire in their eyes, obviously fighting the attention of the Demon Scale Beast.

Regarding the reaction of these people, Duan Chen didn't pay attention to it.

If there really is any guy who doesn't have long eyes and dares to rob his demonic scale beast, then he will keep that person's head!

"This little brother, your horse, what a divine horse!" A martial artist looked at the Demon Scale Beast greedily, and then said to Duan Chen, "Little brother, do you want to sell your horse?"

"Not for sale!" Duan Chen glanced at him and flatly refused.

Just kidding, the Demon Scale Beast is the only one in ten thousand magic horses, and even if you want to buy the Demon Scale Beast for only three hundred taels of silver, it is not enough to buy a single hair!

"Then I'll give five hundred taels, I really can't do more!" said the martial artist still without giving up.

"I'll give you a thousand taels, get out of here immediately. Duan Chen impatiently threw out a silver ticket and waved his hand like a fly.

When the silver ticket arrived, the martial artist was suddenly full of joy, although he didn't buy the horse, but it was also excellent to get a thousand taels of silver out of thin air!

You must know that this thousand taels of silver can be worth his income for three years.

The silver ticket that Duan Chen casually threw out fell in the eyes of everyone, which made those people even more impatient.

They are all ordinary Jianghu people, not like Duan Chen, who has a huge amount of wealth, and Duan Chen, who is so generous, is a treasure trove that can move in their eyes.

Moreover, it is the kind that can be grabbed casually.

Several fellow Jianghu people exchanged glances with each other, and walked towards Duan Chen in a surrounding manner.

"Hehe, little brother, I see that you are alone, you shouldn't have just run out of the house to explore the rivers and lakes. A scar-faced man asked with a smile.

"So what?" Duan Chen glanced at him and said lightly.

"What a person. Scarface glanced at his companions, and they both saw the joy in their eyes.

As they expected, this little white face is really a rookie who has just broken into the rivers and lakes, since this is the case, then you are welcome!

There were five people in Scarface's group, and they surrounded Duan Chen quietly, and one of them couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and reached out to touch the Demon Scale Beast.

"Don't touch it!" Duan Chen turned his head sharply and said coldly.

"Yo, boy, you have a good temper, what's wrong with Lao Tzu touching your horse?" the man screamed, and then stretched out his palm to touch the Demon Scale Beast.

Scarface and the others thought that Duan Chen would turn his face immediately, but to their surprise, Duan Chen was silent.

It seems that he is very inward-looking, and he doesn't dare to resist.

When the other people in the inn saw Duan Chen's reaction, they immediately beat their chests and feet, with a look of remorse. Knowing that this kid was so weak, they also robbed it.

As a result, now the Yellow River Five Ghosts are cheaper.

The man from the Five Ghosts of the Yellow River touched the neck of the Demon Scale Beast directly with his palm, trying to take it away.

At this moment, the Demon Scale Beast let out a violent snort, it had the bloodline of an innate demon beast, it was already psychic, and it was extremely disgusted by the palm that was touched.

Just as the palm of his hand was about to strike, the Demon Scale Beast jerked its front hooves and stomped on the man's chest!

With a click, the man's chest was instantly crushed by the Demon Scale Beast, and the powerful force directly knocked the man away, shooting straight backwards, sprinkling a series of blood flowers in midair.

"Big brother, save me.." The man fell to the ground, and blood foamed from his mouth, and he didn't see that he would survive.

"Fifth brother!" the scar man exclaimed, and then stared at Duan Chen viciously, "Boy, you dare to kill my fifth brother!"

As soon as the words fell, the scarred man raised his palm and slapped it heavily at Duan Chen.

"Alas, this kid is dead, but it's a pity that the god horse is dead. Seeing the scarred man make a move, everyone else in the inn couldn't help but shake their heads.

The scarred man's name is Qi Peng, and he has the strength of the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, and they don't think that Duan Chen, who is white and pure, can survive in this palm.

Facing the attacking palm, Duan Chen's face was expressionless, and he also raised his palm and slapped it away.

The two palms fought against each other, bringing up a strong wind, but what shocked everyone was that Duan Chen was as immobile as a rock for ten thousand years, while Qi Peng took three steps backwards and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"What a strong palm power!" Qi Peng was dumbfounded, the moment he fought against Duan Chen, he felt that the opponent's palm power was like a big river, domineering and domineering.

It can be seen that the kid in front of him is definitely not as weak and deceitful as he seems!

Qi Peng looked up, only to see a snow-bright sword light suddenly flash in front of him, and the next moment, his neck suddenly cooled.

He was stunned to feel that he was flying lightly into the air, and below him was a headless corpse sprayed with blood, and that corpse was his!

"My head is separated from my body," a sentence flashed through Qi Peng's mind, and then his consciousness was completely blurred.

Killing Qi Peng with a sword, Duan Chen's steps were linked, flashing behind the others like a ghost, and the sword swung over, and the three heads rose into the sky.

Duan Chen's speed was extremely fast, and when he returned to his place and put away his sword calmly, the five ghosts of the Yellow River who surrounded him were all killed.

Several headless corpses stood upright on the ground, blood gushing out of their necks like fountains.

The other people in the inn looked at Duan Chen dumbfounded, just now they only felt that they couldn't see Duan Chen's figure clearly with a flower in front of them, and by the time they reacted, the heads of the five ghosts of the Yellow River had already left their bodies.

The speed at which they kill people makes them want to break their hearts.

Duan Chen walked towards the inn, and several dead heads fell right behind him from the sky, setting him off more and more mysteriously.

"Now, who else doesn't have long eyes to dare to beat my idea?!"