C1026 Strong Enemy Attack
Xiao Chen started to cultivate. He originally wanted to cultivate the Saint Ranked Martial Technique that he got from Song Xiao and Lian Chen's phone, but at this moment, Bai Chenfeng opened his mouth.
"I feel that it's better for you to cultivate than cultivate. That's because the Saint Tier Cultivation Method is much stronger than martial skills. Now that you have cultivated to the Spirit Realm of the fleshly body, why don't you cultivate to the second layer? According to my observations, if you were to master the first four stages of the Octoterra Emperor Art, your physique would be much stronger than a Divine Beast. "
When Xiao Chen heard this, he was moved.
However, he had spent a year on the first floor, and now he was not in a statue of the Human Emperor, so how could he have one year to spare?
Bai Chenfeng naturally knew of his concerns.
"Although there is no human emperor stone statue, Heavenly Desolate Holy Land can also save a lot of time." Although it was not as terrifying as the stone statue of the Human Emperor, it was still quite frightening. Outside, one month was enough time to go in for three months. If he was given four months time, he would probably be able to step into the state of Psychic Bone.
But is four months possible?
No matter what, Xiao Chen decided to give it a try in the end.
Therefore, he decided to cultivate the God Desolate Emperor's Art.
But the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land could not be exposed, so he called for Zhang Yun.
"Boss, what's the matter?"
Zhang Yun asked. Right now, he was extremely loyal to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen said, "I will be in the barrier for closed doors cultivation in a while. If someone from the House comes, he will crush this jade tablet and I will come out immediately. Do you understand?"
Xiao Chen handed over a jade token to him.
Zhang Yun nodded.
"Understood!"
After Xiao Chen set up the barrier, he stepped into the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land and started to cultivate the God King's Art. He charged into the second realm, Psychic's Bone!
Buzz! Buzz!
Enveloped by the immortal energy, Xiao Chen entered a meditative state.
Time passed in the outside world.
It had already been two months since Song Xiao left with Lian Chen and the others, but nothing happened. Xiao Chen had been in closed door cultivation for another two months and had not come out yet.
Zhang Yun and the others took turns cultivating and protecting.
Their strength was also increasing.
With the Yin Yang Mirror in his hands, Zhang Yun's strength had stepped into the peak of the first stage of Immortal Emperor Realm and was now nearing that of a practitioner at the second stage of Immortal Emperor Realm.
It could be considered the strongest combat strength of everyone present.
Xiao Chen was not here. It was because his mission was very big. Not only did he have to protect Xiao Chen, but he also had to protect the disciples of the Warring States. Thus, Zhang Yun's affability level rose sharply.
There were even female disciples who had a good impression of him.
Another month passed.
The people of the House did not come, the Yin Ruins only had disciples of the Warring States, where would they find the glory of being in a popular place?
"Could it be that the people from House are not coming?" A disciple of the Warring States said, her expression flickering. It had been three months, and she had come a long time ago.
Hearing this, a female disciple answered.
"Could he be afraid of Junior Brother Xiao Chen?"
The others agreed.
"It's possible."
Zhang Yun sat beside Xiao Chen's barrier and stared at it. It had already been three months, yet there was no movement. This did not seem like it was the way it was in the House. How could they endure this?
Impossible!
However, why did he still not come? Could it be that he had some sort of plan?
It wasn't impossible.
"Everyone, be on your guard. The more it is like this, the more you can't let your guard down. Before the boss comes out of seclusion, we are all in danger."
Everyone nodded.
Zhang Yun was right, they couldn't afford to be careless.
Otherwise, if the House attacked them, they would be in grave danger and would very likely lose their lives in this dark Ruins.
After more than ten days passed, on the thirteenth day of the third month, the wind began to blow, and a terrifying pressure bore down. Zhang Yun was the first to stand up, holding the Yin Yang mirror in his hand as he looked up into the sky.
A pair of eyes filled with incomparable profoundness.
Is it the people from the House …
Finally … He finally came!
"Everyone be on guard, the people from House are here." As the sound of Zhang Yun's voice faded, everyone released their immortal powers. As soon as they obtained the treasures in their hands, a terrifying surge of immortal energy shot up into the sky with boundless might.
Buzz! Buzz!
Zhang Yun's Yinyang Mirror shook and a dark light shot out into the sky. A loud sound rang out and a human figure fell to the ground, turning into a pile of meat paste.
There was no need to think about it, it was someone from the House.
Because their clothes were different, Zhang Yun said in a clear voice, "People of the House, since you are here, why are you hiding yourself? Come out!"
As their voices fell, more than twenty people arrived in the air, led by three people, two men and one woman. The auras of the three people were extremely powerful, two of them were at the peak of the fourth stage of Immortal Emperor Realm, and one of them was even at the fifth stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm.
The people behind him were all at the Immortal Emperor level.
If this kind of lineup was placed in the Holy Kingdom, it would be enough to wipe it out, and even the supreme power would have to pay a certain price!
"You are Xiao Chen?"
The man in the lead was called Long Ze. He looked at Zhang Yun and asked, "You are Xiao Chen?"
His voice was indifferent. A terrifying pressure directly pressed down on them. Zhang Yun and the rest grunted and retreated. With the support of the Yin Yang Mirror, Zhang Yun would still be able to survive.
"My name is Zhang Yun, Xiao Chen is my boss!"
His words were filled with pride.
BOOM!
Long Ze's intimidating aura killed Zhang Yun, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and retreat explosively. Long Ze narrowed his eyes and confirmed Zhang Yun's words, "Where is Xiao Chen? Let him out! "
Zhang Yun wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth as the Yin Yang Mirror shot towards Long Ze.
Long Ze's eyes congealed. What a terrifying power.
His palm turned into a finger and shot out, shattering the Yin Yang Mirror's killing intent. Blood splattered everywhere, and Zhang Yun's shoulder was penetrated.
"Zhang Yun!"
The Warring States disciples surrounded him.
Zhang Yun shook his head.
"I'm fine …" Zhang Yun said as he hugged his shoulders. The enemies were too strong this time. He did not have the strength to fight back.
In the sky, Long Ze's face was still cold and indifferent.
"You have guts to dare attack me, you can go die now." With that, he rushed towards Zhang Yun and the rest. Zhang Yun gritted his teeth as he crushed the jade medallion in his hand.
Boss, I can't hold on any longer.
Come and save the situation!
Zhang Yun was sent flying as fresh blood sprayed wildly around. Similarly, more than ten people were sent flying by one palm from Long Ze.
At this moment, the lady beside Long Ze spoke. His jade-like hand pointed towards the barrier and he said, "Xiao Chen might be there."
Hearing that, Long Ze turned his head.
She smiled. Could it be that he was in seclusion?
Swish!
The palm pressed down and the golden-coloured palm that descended from the sky exploded that Spirit Formation. Instantly, the Spirit Formation was shattered and even the ground trembled.
Zhang Yun went crazy.
The boss was still in closed-door training. With this palm …
"Boss!"
Zhang Yun roared, his eyes bloodshot.
Behind Long Ze, Song Xiao, Lian Chen and the others all laughed. Looks like Xiao Chen is dead for sure.
Long Ze also looked at the speck of dust.
Xiao Chen died just like that?
If that was the case, it would be too simple. He did not leave immediately, but waited quietly.
Soon, a person walked out from the dust.
The man in white was magnificent, and carried the intent to kill.
His eyes were incomparably cold, and a terrifying amount of immortal energy surged into the sky. When they saw Xiao Chen and Zhang Yun, they relaxed. Their hopes were ignited once again.
"Boss!"
Xiao Chen looked at him and slowly said, "Go stay at the side. I will take care of the rest."
Zhang Yun nodded and led everyone else to the side.
Xiao Chen's gaze landed on the group of people in the sky. Without saying anything further, he stepped on the sky and held onto the demon sword. He slashed out the Sword Divide, and the ten thousand swords would cause blood to dye the sky red.
"Kill!"
With a cold harrumph, his sword intent moved.
Long Ze and the others were not afraid, but there were still those with a low realm who had been killed by House disciples under the third sky of Immortal Emperor Realm, causing the ground to be dyed red with their fresh blood.
He had killed thirteen people with a single sword strike.
They were all at the Immortal Emperor level, incomparably powerful.
Furthermore, this sword move had also shocked the disciples of House. Their gazes were fixed on Xiao Chen. Although Song Xiao and Lian Chen did not die, they were severely injured.
Other than Long Ze and the man and woman beside him, the rest were all slightly injured.
From this, the power of Xiao Chen's sword attack could be seen.
And his anger!
"You won't return today!" Xiao Chen glared at them and said coldly. At this moment, he was in the middle of the fourth level of Immortal Emperor Realm, and had stepped into the second level of the God Desolate Emperor's Art, the Psychic's Bone and Spirit Realm.
If he were to fight head on with his physical strength, he would be able to kill Long Ze. However, in terms of strength, Xiao Chen was confident that he would be able to kill Long Ze. After all, he had three daoyin apparatus s with him.
"Xiao Chen, you are very arrogant these days. You killed Zong Haoyu, a core disciple of my House, and even made Xie Xie Xie kneel in worship to your Warring States, stealing away the treasures that my House disciples painstakingly obtained. Do you think you should die?" Long Ze looked at Xiao Chen and smiled coldly.
Xiao Chen ignored Long Ze's words.
The demon sword withdrew and stood with its hands behind its back.
"I, Xiao Chen, am here. Whoever among you has the ability to kill me, just make your move. However, once you make your move, you are prepared to die."
The dragon's eyes did not change.
"Li Baihe, you go." Long Ze spoke to the man beside him. Li Baihe nodded, stepped out, and walked towards Xiao Chen.
Li Baihe, a core disciple of the House. One of the eight people that the House had to focus on cultivating.
Xiao Chen looked at him and the Heaven and Earth Fan appeared in his hands. The pressure was awe-inspiring, covering the entire world. The tyrannical might directly locked onto Li Baihe.
Swish swish!
Li Baihe also did the same and unleashed his powerful strength. However, in front of the daoyin apparatus, it was still not enough, after all, it was an existence surpassing the sage realm. Immediately, that ray of light sliced through Li Baihe's throat.
Blood splattered everywhere!
Li Baihe's pupils contracted.
Seeing Xiao Chen raise his hand to cover his throat, he could not stop the blood from flowing. In the end, he fell from the sky and landed on the ground, dead.
For a moment, the atmosphere froze.
Li Baihe died!
Long Ze's pupils also trembled. He knew Li Baihe's strength very well, even if it was compared to his own, he would still have the strength to fight.
However, he was killed instantly by Xiao Chen.0
Such a shock was truly too great.
The people from the Warring States also sucked in a breath of cold air. They were all shocked by Xiao Chen's terrifying strength.
They knew that in these four months, Xiao Chen had become stronger.
What they did not know was that they thought Xiao Chen had cultivated for four months. In reality, Xiao Chen had cultivated for a year …
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