Yanzhou.

Countryside.

Li Chen rushed to the sky with expressionless face. Even though he suffered severe injuries, he could not even manifest the appearance of the big ghost at this moment. His speed was still as fast as thunder and his momentum was huge.

This is the fluctuation caused by his body being too damaged to prevent the dissipated energy.

"This time I've lost a lot. It will take at least several years to recover from my injuries and regain the appearance of a big ghost!"

Li Chen's heart was bleeding, and his eyes were filled with haze.

Over the years, he has felt his own decay more and more. He has already entered the twilight years. How many years have he spent to recover from his injuries? The second realm of True Dao is really hopeless in his life.

"Blood River Sect..."

"How can a mere Blood River Sect have such an altar and blood pool? It's strange!"

"And who is that 'Blood Killing Taoist'?"

Li Chen thought about it repeatedly, feeling that there were more and more problems that were puzzled. Finally, he murmured two words softly: "Demon Prison!"

Thinking of the Demon Prison back then, even though Li Chen had lived for more than two hundred years, he could not help but feel palpitations.

He came from that dark era and saw the madness of the demon prison when he ruled the world.

His eyes dimmed for a while, and Li Chen's eyes swept to the ground.

One person stands, one person lies down!

Standing was a young man with an ordinary face and a knife on his waist. He was now opening his mouth wide and looking up at him with horror.

The two of them looked at each other, and the young man's body trembled, as if he felt his natural enemy and retreated violently.

Li Chen glanced at the lying man. Although the man was facing the ground, he still recognized his identity.

After all, Li Chen followed the inspector and others along the way, and knew the aura of the thirteen of them well.

The leader of the Overlord Gang is also a master who has reached the eight-size level. Even if he has injuries on his body, he is extremely uncommon to pay more.

The young swordsman's cultivation is definitely not simple.

Of course, these are not important to Li Chen. Li light flashed in his eyes, and his body dived and shot downwards.

Swish!

With a big hand, he sucked the boss of the Overlord Gang into his left hand, and then Li Chen snatched at the young swordsman again.

The Blood Sea Shura can swallow the flesh and blood of others and recover from his injuries. How could he, an old monster who has lived for more than two hundred years, lack the corresponding means?

He previously estimated that it would take several years to recover from his injuries, and he also considered this.

It’s just that Li Chen’s method is more complicated and not as immediate as the Blood Sea Shura.

"Boy, you can achieve such a great achievement at a young age. It is rare in the world. If you have better luck, you will have hope for the true truth!"

Li Chen expressed his praise without hesitation.

Judging from the appearance, young swordsmen are only about twenty years old, but in this extraordinary world, appearance and age are never necessarily related.

Li Chen felt that he was young because he felt the vitality of the young swordsman as vigorous as the rising sun.

He grabbed the Overlord Gang leader with one hand, and his body was like lightning, chasing the young swordsman running away in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "What a pity!"

He grinned: "It's a pity that you met me!"

The thin right hand moved, and instantly, one flying star lit up, light and destruction were uncertain, and the light and dark changes. At the same time, it exploded rapidly, and turned into a ferocious roaring ghost, sweeping towards the young swordsman.

Ten thousand ghosts hang around in the palm!

When revealing the appearance of the Great Ghost, Li Chen did not need any martial arts blessing, because the appearance of the Great Ghost is his strongest attack and defense. But as soon as the palm appeared, it seemed as if the gate of ghosts was opened, and all ghosts came out together, roaring at the world.

Ten thousand ghosts came from behind, and the young man didn't even have time to pull out his sword. The next moment he was overwhelmed by ten thousand ghosts. The strong wind fist was shocked. The young man's fist was grand and grand, carrying a kind of passion to suppress the mountains and rivers.

It was like an emperor who fought on the battlefield, who had gone through thousands of battles, expanded his territory, sat in the dragon court, and waved the king's fist that swept across the world.

Wherever the king's fist passes, the ghosts disappear.

Thousands of ghosts were wailing, and they were destroyed one by one.

"Well? The Ming King's Fist, and this boxing artistic conception has already gained three of them. Are you the king of which country? Forget it, it doesn't matter!"

When Li Chen said this, his lungs pulled and another mouthful of blood was spurting out. His already thin and hunched body trembled continuously, as if the wind was about to fall down, but his right hand turned into a palm into a claw, and another martial art was used.

The black light appeared between his fingers, and it seemed to shed his little flesh and blood, revealing five white finger bones, wrapped in extreme cold that seemed to come from hell, and grabbed the young man's head!

Bone Hell Claws!

"Even if the Ming King was reborn back then, I am not afraid of him. What are you? Break it for me!"

Li Chen's eyes were indifferent.

His words were not bragging. In the era in which the Ming Dynasty was located, even the second realm of True Dao had not appeared yet.

Boom!

The terrifying claw force teared the dragon court and defeated the artistic conception of the golden sword and iron horse, and it was about to fall on the young man's head.

However, Li Chen finally retracted some of his strength, and just wanted to defeat the young man with this claw, not to kill him. After all, he wanted to use the opponent's blood soul to heal his wounds. Once a person died, his essence disintegrated in the blink of an eye!

But just as the Bone Hell Claw was about to fall on the young man's head, he saw a pair of eyes.

The young man's eyes were gone without the panic before, and there was only a calmness. The other person's chest ten fingers changed rapidly, and all kinds of mysterious qi gathered together to form a handprint containing countless mysteries.

Launched with a loud bang!

If the heaven has feelings, the heaven will grow old, and the eternal reincarnation will be desolate!

The old seal of the sky!

The last seal among the Four-way Domineering Seals was also powered by the Tiangang Seal, Pure Yang Seal, and Five Ghost Seals. At this moment, Pei Yuan suddenly displayed it, condensing his power and divine will. A vast and desolate aura surged out, and in an instant, the severe white bone hell claws stagnated.

Li Chen's face also changed, but with his appearance, even though his face changed, it was hard to see his appearance. He only knew that he was being humble.

With this printing, he knew that the other party was much stronger than he expected. Even all the Eight Symbol Masters he had seen in his more than two hundred years of life were not as good as the other party.

If he was still in perfect condition, he would naturally not take it seriously, but now he is seriously injured and underestimated the enemy, he grabbed a man with his left hand and only faced the enemy with his right hand.

I instantly faced this raid!

Li Chen's white bones and hell claws retreated, and in a hurry, he met the old seal of heaven. With a loud shock, with Pei Yuan and Li Chen as the center, the earth within hundreds of feet suddenly fell downwards about a foot, and the boiling energy turned into a series of air cannons, rushing from all directions!

Click!

Li Chen's right arm made a crisp sound, unable to resist the old seal of Tian. He broke his bones and the old seal of Tian, ​​which was wrapped in the remaining power, hit Li Chen's chest.

Bang!

Li Chen shot out like a cannonball, and then flew a hundred feet wide. He crashed into the mud layer behind him and pushed it dozens of feet wide.

Pei Yuan did not relax, his eyes moved.

Knock!

The scimitar on his waist shook, deshewn and flew out, as if a crescent moon had fallen into his palm. Pei Yuan rushed over. At this time, Li Chen just broke through the mud layer and flew up into the sky.

His body became more and more ragged, his breath became even more decaying, and his eyes were filled with irresistible anger.

He could accept the injury in the hands of the Blood Sea Shura.

After all, both sides are at the same level, but what is the injury in the hands of the boy on the other side?

In the past 1,200 years, since the first true Taoist appeared, how many true Taoist masters have been so embarrassed and even injured by the true Taoist?

Even if he cannot condense the appearance of a great ghost now, in a sense, he only has the realm of true Taoism and no longer has the power of true Taoism.

He wanted to say something else, there was already a thunderous creation in the air, and thousands of lightning bolts flew into the sky, swaying in the lovesick sword, and slashing in the air.

"Don't be too presumptuous!" Li Chen shouted angrily. At this moment, he had already left the leader of the Overlord Gang, and his hands were showing all kinds of extraordinary skills. He bombarded the sword light like the light of the light of the fire, and sparks exploded. When they fell to the ground, they immediately burst into pieces, and flames rose and burned violently.

The sky was shaking and the earth was moving, and the gathering of energy turned into a rush, sweeping dozens of miles away.

Pei Yuan had no reservations and tried his best to use the Thunder Sword Technique. He had to admit that the true Tao was so strong. Even though Li Chen was weakened to this point, he was attacked by him again, and he still retained such powerful combat power.

If Li Chen is in a perfect state, Pei Yuan may have to run away after insisting on five breaths at most.

roar!

Li Chen roared, and his whole face turned into a demonic state. A powerful and strange sound wave broke through the air, shaking Pei Yuan's soul.

Ghost roars and demon sound!

Never underestimate any master of true Taoism who has lived for two hundred years. Their methods of fighting against the enemy are beyond imagination.

Pei Yuan's eyes were dazed, and the sword seemed to have a slight stagnation. Even if he was less than one percent of his breath, he was still captured by Li Chen. With his big hand stretched out, the thick shadow spread out like a cover, and immediately enveloped Pei Yuan.

A sinister and fierce aura was revealed from his palm and slammed down with a bang.

Demon Hand!

Pei Yuan waved his knife backhand at this time, and a loud bang, causing the wind and clouds to change color, slashing the evil aura, and slashing the demon's hand with one knife.

Speaking of which, he is definitely not as good as the true Tao in terms of cultivation, but only in terms of divine will, he may not be inferior to the true Tao. Anyone who is in a trance is just pretending.

With one knife, he slashed Li Chen's wrist, and layers of skin and flesh were rolled up, like a bone-clearing knife. It directly cleaned Li Chen's arm, without any minced flesh, leaving only white bones.
To be continued...