The Transcendent Immortal

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"Ah!" Murong Xian'er was frightened and threw her head on Xiao Chen's shoulders. Her eyes did not dare to open. Xiao Chen held her tightly in her left hand. With her right hand holding the blood lotus demon blade, she rushed towards Mo Jinyan again. go with.

The only twenty people left in the Mo family saw him coming fiercely, and they were already terrified. Together with the burning of the fire at this moment, more than two dozen people had completely lost their fighting spirit and just retreated.

Mo Jinyan finally showed a terrified look, and hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Stop!" At the end of the speech, like the last emperor who suffered a rebellion, the rebels had killed the Jin Luan Temple, panicked, indiscriminately The other two pushed towards Xiao Chen.

"Pomp!" Under Xiao Chen's powerful knife, the two were directly cut into a blood mist. The two old people of Ziqing saw it, and they couldn't care so much, and they lucked the whole body, and they hit Xiao Chen with one hand. Gone.

With tremendous palm power, the wind suddenly made a great deal of wind, "Boom--" With a loud noise, Xiao Chen was finally retreated by these two powerful scattered fairy forces.

After falling back to the ground, Zhi Luan immediately flew over and helped Murong Xian'er: "Little girl, are you injured?"

Murong Xian'er shook her head, tears still flashing in her eyes, looked up at the evil spirits in the air, and shouted: "Stick fart! You come down!"

At this moment, the raging anger was still burning in the half of the sky. If the two first-level scattered immortals struggled to support the defensive enchantment, Mo Jiafei had to be wiped out by the whole army, and the hundreds of masters who came this time were only less than twenty. The rest of the people were like scared bow birds, and they were already scared away.

Mo Jinyan's face has changed and changed. He quickly choked Xiao Waner's throat and said fiercely: "Stop! Otherwise I will die with her!"

Xiao Chen looked up into the sky and saw that Li Xie's face, which had originally turned red due to anger, was now faintly white, apparently due to the excessive consumption of spiritual power.

"Li Xie! Come down!"

The array of spirits is a spiritual body derived from the array. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, it will be forced to return to sleep in the array, ranging from a hundred years to a thousand years, until the next wake up, but after the next wake up I do n’t remember anything I met in the last life.

Murong Xian'er was also in a hurry of tears and shouted, "You will never come down again, I will never talk to you again!"

Hearing this, Lixie finally moved and slowly drifted down. The sea of ​​fire in the half sky gradually faded away, and the burning sensation finally faded away, but many people in the distance were still horrified. At this moment, there are only a dozen remaining soldiers defeated by the hundred masters who came today. If not supported by two primary Sanxian, it would have been wiped out by the whole army.

Xiao Chen looked at Lixie and saw that his face was still white, and asked, "How is it?"

Li Xie shook his head and was already very weak. Now that the second stage of the era of annihilation has not yet fully arrived, he forcibly exerted a mighty fire array and killed dozens of Mahayana practitioners. It is indeed too reluctant.

Now Murong Xian'er is by his side, but it seems that he still dare not walk too close. Murong Xian'er's tears twitched and he looked at him with a choking voice: "Smelly and evil ..."

"Sister Xian'er ..." Li Xie suddenly raised her head and saw tears in her eyes, trying to walk over, but dared not to walk over, and finally lowered her head slowly again.

Xiao Chen looked over to the Mo family in the distance, and now Xiao Wan'er and Xiao Han are still in their hands. They must be rescued before the Mo family's support came and said, "You are optimistic about Xian'er, I will go Save people! "

"Brother Xiao Chen!" Murong Xian'er stretched out his hand, but Xiao Chen had rushed towards Mo's house in an instant, and everyone in the distance exclaimed again, now he wants to face the two scattered cents alone?

On the Mo's side, the dozen or so masters who survived saw Xiao Chen rushing over with great force, but they all looked back in horror and retreated back panic, clearly there were two scattered cents on their side at the moment. Sit in town, but at this moment there is no fighting spirit, it can be seen that they were really scared this time.

Mo Jinyan appeared slightly calmer and shouted, "Stop him!"

The old man in the purple robe moved, and his palm hit the rushing Xiao Chen. Although he was previously injured by the corpse puppet, the palm power at this moment was still very thick, and instantly formed a golden palm print in the air, Xiang Xiao The dust roared away.

Xiao Chen cut across the sword, the ten-footed **** sword blasted out, the blade wind collided with the palm power, and the wind and cloud suddenly changed, and the frozen ice that had just condensed on the ground was shattered again, causing dozens of feet to rise .

The cultivators who watched the battle from a distance couldn't help but took a breath of breath, thinking in their hearts, but this time he used his own skills to fight against a Sanxian.

The old man in the purple robe also felt sorrowful, and he was already remorseful. Today, it really caused a madman, but he is now too regretful, and he can only delay the time and wait for the reinforcement.

In a moment of thought, Xiao Chen cut off again with a knife, but seeing Baizhang's awn is like tearing the sky, and he was madly chopped from the sky to the old man in the purple robe. The blood-red lance is shocking. When there were still dozens of feet away from the ground, many people already felt suffocated.

The old man in the purple robe looked up and saw the horror of the horror, and immediately thought about it. He immediately mobilized ten layers of skill, pushed his palms together, two strokes to destroy the palm of the gods, two golden palm prints ushered up, only heard the "bang" The loud noise seemed as if the entire Qiong Huafeng trembled.

The monstrous profound strength violently went out, making the wind violent, the rocks flying, and the old man in purple robe horribly discolored. If it was not his skill that could barely suppress the other party, this knife was already killed. At this moment, he finally understood what the youth in front of him had What a horror, by contrast, those so-called peak youth strongmen are not worth mentioning at all!

"Oh--" Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation in the distance, but it was Xiao Chen who was cut with another knife, or the same trick as just now, Xuan Qingmen's dragon-cutting tactics.

But seeing the blood-colored sword stretched for hundreds of feet, almost trying to tear the sky in general, those who watched from afar were all dumbfounded. He even wanted to compete with a Sanxian for profound strength!

Seeing this, the old man in the purple robe hurried again to the real yuan, and he resisted with two strokes to destroy the god's palm, but this time, he was shocked and shivered. He couldn't keep going back. One knife after another came!

Xiao Chen didn't have the fierce swordsmanship of Hejia Batian's Ten Swords or the ancient wind mad dragon seven swordsmen, so he could only suppress the opponent with the Dragon Sword.

"Boom--" There was another loud noise, the world shook, the old man in the purple robe was shocked again, the dragon-cutting trick was Xuan Qingmen's high-level swordsmanship, plus the violent Xiao Chen at the moment with the sword as the sword, the power could be imagined And know.

Knife-by-knife, the mountain was shaking, and the old man in the purple robe could not stand it at all. Everyone watching from afar was stunned. At this moment, only two words appeared in their minds: lunatic!

I saw Xiao Chen's long hair fluttering, her eyes red, and her eyes were horrible: "No one! No one can hurt her! No one can beat her!" At the end of the sentence, the knife was cut off again. The old man vomited blood.

"Oh--" There was another exclamation in the distant crowd. The old man in Qingpao behind was pale and short of breath, but he could not rush forward. He must protect Mo Jinyan. Today, Mo Jinyan must not be allowed to make a half-point difference.

"You still can't go to help!" The old man in Qingpao saw a dozen Mahayana practitioners behind him and was still timid. Finally, he couldn't help but roar angrily.

A dozen people saw him angry, and five or six held the sword and rushed up. Xiao Chen smiled with a smile: "Come! The more the better! Xiao is not enough to kill!" The cultivator split in half and Yuan soul escaped.

"Fat the sky! Lao Tzu is the sky today!" Xiao Chen opened his eyes in anger and cut it out again, this time directly chopping a Mahayana practitioner to death, even the Yuan soul could not escape.

Everyone in the distance exclaimed again and again, today this scene is too crazy, a sword to cut a mahayana, even if it is cut into scattered immortals, they can't stand it, this ... this is simply unthinkable! Once today, Xiao Chen's name will once again shake the entire Purple House!

Perhaps it is really the enemy who is like a ferocious wolf, so be ready to die at any time. Today's Xiao Chen is tantamount to this ferocious wolf, not to mention, Murong Xian'er is the only surviving deceased in his previous life , Is the invincible counterscale of his life!

The dragon has a reverse scale, and it will die if touched! Today, Mo Jinyan cannot survive!

"Death!" Xiao Chen chopped out again, like a **** of death, and annihilated the last Mahayana practitioner who rushed up. Seven or eight Mahayana practitioners behind him did not dare to step forward when they saw this scene.

The old man in the purple robe saw the look of terror, and saw that Xiao Chen was going to cut it again with a knife, and he couldn't take care of that much now.

"Ah-" shouted, the old man in the purple robe lifted his palm, it was already a blow to the wreck, but when he saw Tao Daoxuanguang soaring into the sky, a golden palm print suddenly appeared in the sky, which was far more powerful than the applause of God of Destruction.

I saw that the golden palm print rushed towards Xiao Chen frantically, as if it were earth-shaking, this palm is Mo Jia's unique learning, even the Sanxian can't bear it!

"Brother Xiao Chen!" In the distance, Murong Xian'er's face changed suddenly, and the people watching the battle also had the same string of tightness. This palm is Xiao Chen can't bear anyway, even if he is not dead, he will be wiped out!

However, I saw Xiao Chen's palm lifted up and shouted: "Pay mountains and fall to the sea!" A tremendous profound force rushed out, and a terrible golden palm print was instantly formed in the air.

The two palms touched each other, and it suddenly seemed like a sky and a crack. The mountains and rivers shattered, and several hills were directly shaken into powder. The ground was also under this huge impact, and dozens of bottomless cracks were continuously cracked, as if Zong Qionghuafeng is about to crack.

Everyone in the distance was already stunned. With such terrible power, fortunately they were far away. If they were a little closer, they would be shocked and destroyed.

The old man in Zipao opened his eyes wide and finally couldn't help but spit out another blood. Mo Jinyan and others were already terrified. Even if they were holding Xiao Waner and Xiao Han, they would not dare to do anything at this moment.

"Go to death!" Xiao Chen screamed and shoved another palm. This palm directly flew the old man in purple robe for more than ten feet.

"Poof!" The old man in the purple robe spouted blood, as if not even standing, and hurriedly said to the back: "Hurry up!" Saying even a few big holes on his body, apparently forced to burn the real life Too.

"Can't go!" Xiao Chen raised his palm, another golden palm print of Baizhang appeared out of thin air, and covered it fiercely.