Chapter 1 swept away the amazing Xuan Qi, like a mountain, deep like the sea, even more terrifying than the previous Brother Guang, it was Deacon Xu in Lian Peng's mouth, and he was also a master sent by the White Sword Sect to protect Lian Peng.

The aura on this person (身shēn) was extremely terrifying, and it had reached the extreme of the peak of the late earth-level stage, and there was even a faint hint of heaven-level flavor in it.

He was very cold, hiding behind the crowd, like a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Qin Chen's punch earlier made him very jealous, and he didn't dare to make a rash move, but looked for an opportunity to find the most foolproof opportunity.

At this moment, five or six prefecture-level powerhouses had already come to Qin Chen at the same time.

"Die!"

"Lie down for me. ”

"Medium!" All kinds of sword lights, fists, and palm winds struck overwhelmingly, surrounding Qin Chen tightly, and there was hardly a gap.

It seemed that no matter how Qin Chen dodged, it was impossible to dodge all the attacks.

"I'm too lazy to hide, just test it, the power of the immortal holy body. Feeling the fierce attacks around him, Qin Chen's eyes flashed.

These attacks seemed to be intensive, but with Qin Chen's eyesight, he could still see a lot of loopholes at a glance, and if he wanted to dodge, he had every chance to dodge.

It's just that he just felt the power of the Immortal Holy Body, and he didn't want to hide at all, but wanted to take the opportunity to test the power of the Immortal Holy Body.

With a leap of longitudinal (body shēn), Qin Chen avoided the two sword lights, and his body did not dodge or dodge, and instantly carried it on top of the rest of his fists and palm winds.

Bang bang bang! As if the sound of punching sandbags sounded, the fists of several warriors all hit all parts of Qin Chen's body.

"Hit!" all of them had ecstasy on their faces. Being hit by a few of them so strongly, even if it is a strong man at the peak of the late stage of the prefecture level, he will be seriously injured, not to mention a teenager like Qin Chen.

It's just that before the ecstasy in their hearts fell, they saw Qin Chen, as if he was fine, rushing up again.

"Is this your attack? It's too weak, did you not eat in the morning, or did you expend too much energy on the woman's stomach yesterday?"

Several people were dumbfounded, and immediately their faces turned red and almost dripped blood. Scold them for expending too much energy on women (身shēn)?

This is simply a mockery of the red (naked luǒ) (naked luǒ), clearly mocking them for being useless!

"Roar!" a roar, and several people rushed up frantically. All kinds of fist techniques and palm techniques were like deaths, and they poured madly towards Qin Chen, like a violent storm.

To everyone's shock, except for those few sword attacks that Qin Chen did not resist, the rest of the attacks, Qin Chen did not dodge or dodge, and all of them were carried down with his (body shēn) body.

Then they saw that Qin Chen was still standing there like no one else, his face was not red, his breath was not panting, as if he had just done a ( heat rè) ( body shēn) exercise.

Nima, how is this possible? Several warriors' eyes widened, and they were almost crazy. Is this guy made of iron?

Why is it so durable? Even if it is iron, under the repeated attacks of so many of them, the attack has been blasted to smithereens, right?

Can ...... now

"It's like tickling, it's boring. Qin Chen shook his head with a look of disappointment. Hearing this, several warriors were even more staggered, and they were all about to cry.

Big brother, we even used our strength to eat (milk nǎi), you actually said that we were tickling, do you want to be so faceless?

How did they know that the Immortal Holy Body was too strong, and their attack could not even break through the defense of the Immortal Holy Body, which made Qin Chen, who wanted to test the true power of the Immortal Holy Body, how could he be satisfied in his heart?

"Forget it, let's end it. Too lazy to experiment any further, Qin Chen jumped into the middle of several people, his palm turned into a phantom, and shot it around.

"So fast!" Before a few people could see a shadow flash, they were already slammed into the mouth by a huge force.

I can only hear it

"Ahh

"Oops!"

"Mom!", all kinds of exclamations sounded at the same time, and several warriors were instantly blasted out, spurting blood one by one, and falling into a rolling gourd.

"Hugh is rampant!" Deacon Xu finally moved. Whoosh! Like a phantom, it swept towards Qin Chen.

At the same time, the long sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and with an amazing whistling sound, it stabbed into Qin Chen's (chest xiōng) mouth.

Hurry, too fast! This deacon Xu is worthy of being a master of the White Sword Gate, a sword stabbed out, and everyone only had time to see a flash of white light, followed by an astonishing roar through the sky, and then the long sword had already come to a foot away from the mouth of Qin Chen.

"Lie down for me!" the sword light flickered, and Deacon Xu smiled fiercely. What he seized was the moment when Qin Chen knocked the rest of the martial artists away and the true qi in his body was exhausted, the purpose was not to give Qin Chen the slightest chance to react.

"It's our White Sword Sect's sword technique 'White Horse Gap'!"

"This (set of tào) sword technique is a mid-level swordsmanship, a sword slashed, like a white horse passing through a gap, the enemy didn't even have time to react, and his head had already landed. ”

"This boy will surely die, and when this sword falls, a big hole will immediately appear in him. ”

"With Deacon Xu's cultivation, even a heaven-level powerhouse may not be able to block this sword!" Several martial artists from the White Sword Sect showed ecstasy on their faces.

Seeing Qin Chen killing all sides before, Lian Peng, who was nervous, breathed a sigh of relief.

"White Horse Gap" is a very strong sword move of the White Sword Gate, which pays attention to a fast word, especially combined with the power of Deacon Xu's bloodline, it can find out the enemy's weakness in an instant and give a fatal blow.

With this sword, Qin Chen was neither dead nor crippled, and he no longer had any power to resist.

"White horse through the gap?" Qin Chen sneered. If you are an ordinary person, you may not be able to take it. But who is he?

The moment the other party made a move, Qin Chen had already seen through the trajectory of the sword move.

"Smack!" Just when everyone thought that Qin Chen would be injured, a phantom flashed, and the white sword light suddenly stopped in mid-air, not moving at all, only an inch away from Qin Chen's (chest xiōng) mouth.

And what caught it was Qin Chen's two fingers.

"Scared!" everyone was stunned, their eyes almost exploding. Holding the speeding sword between your fingers, isn't this a dream?

"Such a slow sword move is also called 'White Horse Passing Gap'? are you kidding?" Qin Chen said with a sneer on his face.

"You ......" Deacon Xu's face turned red, and he trembled with anger.

"Boy, don't be rampant, hold my long sword between your fingers, it's too arrogant, cut it off for me!" With an angry roar, Deacon Xu twisted the long sword with all his might, his face hideous.

Holding the long sword between his fingers is too arrogant, as long as he slashes hard, the opponent's fingers will be cut off. He could already imagine the scene of Qin Chen's fingers flying away, blood spurting wildly, and wailing in pain with a twist.

But the reality poured a basin of cold water on him in an instant, and when he twisted it, the long sword in his hand didn't move at all.

It's like it's made of iron!