Although the evil dragon spirit is not there, Xuanyuan Sword is still a top-level divine weapon!

The golden sword light covered the sky and fell from the sky.

The monstrous murderous intent instantly enveloped the strong man.

Even if the strong retreat, they still cannot avoid it.

He didn't care about anything else and could only show off his weapons to stop him.

Click.

The knife in his hand was broken.

The sword light of Xuanyuan Knife tore his chest and slashed him out.

"ah……"

The strong man screamed, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out, and he fell heavily to the ground, venting more and inlet less.

Seeing this scene, not only the two strong men were shocked, but even Qing Yunzi and Shan Haijun also shrank.

This guy...the combat power is even more terrifying!

When they were in Tianwaitian before, they were not convinced by Xiao Chen's combat power, and they thought that everyone was almost the same.

But now... the distance is getting bigger and bigger, and it’s impossible not to accept it.

However, no matter how shocked they were, they also held their breath in their hearts, wanting to prove their strength.

So the two of them also exploded with all their might, shocking the other two strong men.

Xiao Chen fell on the formation, and after careful perception, he frowned.

If this formation is broken through violently, will it hurt Bai Ye and others inside?

He stepped out and came to the strong man instantly. He grabbed his right hand suddenly, and an invisible big hand appeared, pinching the strong man's neck.

"Open the formation, or I will break your neck."

"Xiao Chen... how could you......"

The strong are extremely weak and intermittently.

Click.

Xiao Chen didn't say anything nonsense, and directly twisted his neck and looked at the two injured strong men.

The next second, the two strong men felt like they were bound and their feet flew into the air.

And their throats were also pinched by their invisible big hands.

Looking at the dead companion, the two of them turned pale and their hearts were beating wildly.

"Can you open this formation? Otherwise, I will also break your neck."

Xiao Chen said coldly.

"……able……"

One of the strong men was scared and answered repeatedly.

Swish.

With his big hand relaxed, the strong man fell to the ground.

Just as this strong man wanted to break the formation, a blood light flashed through his heart.

“Master………………”

The strong man's eyes widened and his face was full of pain.

thump.

The next second, he fell into a pool of blood, and the light in his eyes quickly became extremely dim.

Swish.

A figure appeared out of thin air in the sky, transforming into the red-haired ancestor.

"Master... save me..."

Seeing this, another strong man shouted loudly.

Xiao Chen and others also looked at Gao Xing together, their hearts slightly sank. Has this red-haired old monster actually returned?

Only the old fortune teller had a faint expression without any change.

Not to mention that the red-haired old monster in front of me is just a clone, even if the deity is here, it is also so-called.

However, he did not intend to take action immediately.

"I am afraid of death and dare to betray my ancestor, I deserve to die."

The red-haired ancestor looked at the disciple who was killed by him and said coldly.

"I'm really cruel and ruthless. My disciples would kill me if I say it?"

Xiao Chen tightened the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The old monster came back, and that fierce battle could not be avoided.

However, when his spiritual sense swept over, he also noticed an abnormality. This is a clone, not the original deity?

"Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to come so soon and almost let you rescue the person."

The red-haired ancestor looked at Xiao Chen and his voice became even colder.

"I really underestimate you."

"Old guy, you dare to move my man?"

Xiao Chen Yu Guang glanced at the old fortune teller, and saw that he had no expression, he felt relieved.

In his impression, the old fortune teller is invincible at other times except when facing great dangers.

Even if the Red-haired Ancestor has that weird blood net, it probably won't be enough to watch it.

"It's good if you come. Hand over the inheritance of the Three Emperors, otherwise they will die and you will not be able to survive."

The red-haired ancestor was full of murderous aura.

"I not only have the inheritance of the Three Emperors, but also many inheritances. Do you want them all or not?"

Xiao Chen's tone was playful.

"It seems that you don't plan to hand it over? OK, then I'll kill them first and then kill you."

After the red-haired ancestor finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Xiao Chen stepped out and blocked the formation.

Swish.

Xuanyuan sword was slashed out, and the golden sword light swept across it.

"Um?"

The red-haired ancestor reappeared, avoiding the sword light of Xuanyuan Sword.

He was surprised at how quickly Xiao Chen reacted, and his eyes also fell on Xuanyuan Sword.

"This is Xuanyuan Sword, right? It's such a magic weapon."

"Old dog, you have a big appetite. If you want the inheritance of the Three Emperors, you are not afraid of being overwhelmed to death."

Xiao Chen said, and rushed towards the Red-haired Ancestor.

"Ha, I not only have a big appetite, but also have strong strength."

After the red-haired ancestor finished speaking, he slapped out with a palm.

Bang.

Xuanyuan Knife trembled slightly, and Xiao Chen's arms were numb.

He took a few steps back and stabilized his body.

Behind him was the formation that imprisoned Bai Ye and others, so he had no way out!

"kill!"

Qing Yunzi and Shan Haijun looked at each other and attacked the Red-haired Ancestor one after another.

And the strong man fell to the ground, hesitated for a moment, and also killed him.

Swish.

Su Yunfei took action and blocked the strong man.

The war broke out instantly.

The old fortune teller stood with his hands behind his back and never took action.

There is no need for him to take action in this clone.
To be continued...