In the magnificent palace, when a group of people are dancing in elegant dresses, the protagonist will be dressed in rags, eating and drinking here.

At this time, Qi Chen's performance was similar to the classic scenes in those novels.

That is your far away IQ - what a philosophical and wise sentence, Qi Chen sighed.

The air was quiet for more than a few dozen seconds. No one could describe the environment at this time. It always felt like breathing under the sea.

After the silence, there was a faint anger. Although it did not burst out immediately, everyone could see that the two seniors were already very unhappy.

This unhappiness made the air feel a little heavier.

Shiba looked at Qi Chen in astonishment, and couldn't help but admire him. Anyone who dared to say this was either a fool or a lunatic.

The two seniors did not speak, because if they spoke again, they would only feel that they were looking at each other squarely.

A trace of anger flashed in Miao Qing's eyes, and he asked: "I know that some people are proud of themselves because of the huge span from ordinary people to genius monks, but to be honest, geniuses like you, no matter where they are, are not

It will be less, and because of your stupidity, you will bring yourself more trouble."

Qi Chen took out his ears and said: "Don't tell me what masters should not be insulted. You are in the Qi-nourishing realm, so am I, and so are those two old men. So, why should I be afraid of them, so why should you be afraid of them?"

Why?

When Changsun He and others heard this, they all froze on the spot.

Everyone is in a state of nourishing Qi...

Qi Chen's words had a deafening feeling, which at least made them less afraid of these so-called seniors.

They are not ordinary masters. If you want to escape from these great masters, I believe you can still do it.

"It's stupid. That's because the seniors are not only in the Qi-nurturing realm, but also because of the limitations of heaven and earth. Once there are no restrictions, they will definitely transcend the ordinary and become saints."

Qi Chen shrugged: "So, is this right? Anyway, we are all still in the Qi-nurturing realm. We are among the same people regardless of age. Why should I be questioned by you?"

Miao Qing took a deep breath, his eyes already full of killing intent: "Because, I am better than you, I have reached the fourth step of master, and you have only taken three steps."

"If the level of cultivation can distinguish the strong from the weak, then why bother fighting? If we meet each other, we can report each other's respective realms, isn't that enough?"

"You're all in the Qi-nurturing realm, you're nothing!"

As soon as the word "fart" came out, Shiba and Chi Yi stepped back some distance.

The wind and snow suddenly changed.

Because Miao Qing moved, the roots of his long hair became crystal clear, and then grew longer and longer. In the end, they turned into long, black slender worms.

Insect Valley's mentality is very special, and their physique is even more special.

The reason why Miao Qing's strength grew so quickly was because he had a process similar to that of turning into a butterfly.

Before adulthood, he was just a larva. After the coming-of-age ceremony, he quickly transformed into a butterfly.

In this process, his talents throughout his life shined brightly and continuously, and then pushed his cultivation forward all the way.

The black shoes were broken into pieces, and some red feet stepped on the snow. The snow seemed to be dyed red, which was extremely dazzling.

He exerted slight force, and the snow made a slight creaking sound, giving people a feeling of lightness and agility.

His hair was spiked.

Called thorns, it was more like a huge insect net, stretching for more than ten meters, and every insect was neighing. It was not noise, but a hypnotic sound, like rubbing plastic foam with hands.

Qi Chen's expression was slightly solemn, the sea of ​​​​qi in his body rotated rapidly, and the majestic spiritual energy emerged without hesitation, and finally gathered on the thin sword at his waist.

"kill!"

It was as if the signal fluctuated and made a sound similar to interference.

This time, Qi Chen did not use any skills, but took a thin sword and simply slashed through it.

This sword was too violent, so violent that the faces of the eighteen or so people changed slightly.

Because in their eyes, Qi Chen is too impulsive. With their current cultivation level and the environment of heaven and earth, every monk will carefully calculate his own spiritual energy when fighting.

Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, it is equivalent to losing both arms, and it is easy to be killed by the enemy.

At this moment, Qi Chen was tantamount to committing suicide in their eyes.

But they didn't know how powerful Qi Chen's mind was. In addition, his bloodline was constantly purified and activated, and even his bloodline could produce a large amount of spiritual energy.

The terrifying power is almost crushing, crazy and reckless.

The sword energy swayed wildly, and the buzzing sound of the sword shook off the snow on the cliff in the distance and shattered the nearby needle trees.

He gave up all skills and only used the most brutal force to crush you regardless of whether you were a Gu insect or something else.

He wields the sword and is proud.

The sudden and violent attack caused Miao Qing's complexion to change suddenly. His hair was broken one by one, and thick blood continued to flow out from the breaks.

However, he did not retreat, but took another breath and stretched out his hand to throw out a golden crow-like magic weapon.

"How long can you hold on? How many swords can you strike, two swords or three swords?"

He was very sober. Although he was shocked by the other party's power, he was still confident.

The golden crow stretched endlessly, emitting a strange fluctuation, like an insect chirping, and then, it rolled up the sound wave and headed towards Qi Chen again.

To deal with such brutal and violent attacks, the most suitable way is to consume the opponent and prevent the opponent from attacking you.

Qi Chen sent out another sword, only to feel that his sword sank into the bottom of the sea, and the sound waves rolled, like an invisible giant beast, tearing away all his strength.

Qi Chen was half squatting, holding the sword in the air, his arm muscles tense.

The masters of the four major forces have always been a legend. They are so mysterious that even the maintenance office cannot know their specific situation.

They are related to the people in the mountains. It is said that the exercises and mental methods they learn are all brought from the mountains.

They hibernate themselves, just to wait for the return of spiritual energy.

However, at this moment, Qi Chen had a vague feeling: "It seems that you are not very strong..."

Miao Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, not because of Qi Chen's words, but because the other party's momentum increased a bit in an instant.

It was a violent breath, as if some wild beast was awakening within the body.

Qi Chen has been trying to figure out his own blood recently, and after repeatedly trying to use the sword intent, he finally mastered a method.

He can control his blood flow rate. Once the blood flow rate becomes faster and faster, his strength will increase dramatically in an instant.

He didn't know where his bloodline came from, but at least he was no worse than these guys.

Qi Chen is not ashamed, nor does he care, as long as his bloodline is enough to make him stronger.

Miao Qing finally retreated, because the opponent's sword energy had completely cut the Golden Crow. He reached out and touched his cheek, and there was a streak of blood.

He felt unhappy. This feeling had not occurred for many years. He took out a flute and played it slowly.

Gu worms were shot out from the flute one by one, thousands of them, each one about the size of a fingernail.

Between the snowy forest and under the waterfall, dead leaves and gravel were flying in the mud, and the cold wind split the air, making a whining sound like a train passing by in the last century.

The insect swarm turned into a long knife and slashed down, carrying the power of thunder.

However, he didn't expect that Qi Chen was faster. As soon as his attack was formed, the opponent had already reached the right side of his body.

That sword was like the fangs of a wild beast, clawing at Miao Qing's throat.

With a tooth-ache-inducing friction, the sword struck the opponent's shoulder.

Clothes that appear to be soft are actually harder than steel.

The long sword passed all the way, setting off a series of sparks.

Qi Chen's face was flushed. With the effect of his blood, it could only last for a few dozen seconds.

However, his fighting style was too informal. He suddenly grabbed the opponent's ribs with one arm, kicked off his feet, and got in front of the opponent's eyes.

Then, he hit it hard.

Bang!

Miao Qing let out a scream, and bright red blood dripped on the snow, spreading continuously. His entire forehead was cracked and half of it was dented.

Qi Chen, on the other hand, had no injuries except for wheezing, because he had a piece of metal on his forehead, and the metal was a soft cushion facing the side of his head.

Miao Qing's pupils trembled violently, and he finally understood why this guy wore protective gear before.

"So you don't know how to fight."
Chapter completed!