"kill!"

The old man roared, held the mace and smashed it at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen did not take the lead, and used the Triangle Army to pick up the mace, which was obviously not a wise move!

He avoided sideways, and the Sanling Army quickly stabbed the old man.

The old man turned around and blocked the blow.

"The late stage of Huajin!"

Xiao Chen's eyes shrank slightly, which was better than the guy just now!

However, in the later stage of Huajin, nothing can be changed!

"Chinese people, dare to come to the island country, and you will be destroyed this time!"

The old man yelled wildly. He was the head of the Beihai branch. Now that the Beihai branch has been bombed, it has been completely destroyed!

He just wants to kill someone now to vent his anger.

Dangdangdang!

The three-edged army in Xiao Chen's hand kept pricking out, concentrating the old man's mace.

The old man was slightly surprised. How could this young Chinese man be so strong!

Suddenly, he thought of something, was it them?

He has already received the news that Tian Beiliu has been destroyed!

It was said that it was done by a group of Chinese warriors, and all the three major magical spirits of Tianbeiliu were killed...

Xiao Chen!

The old man's eyes flashed. Could it be that he is that Xiao Chen?

He is no stranger to this name!

When the organization sent people to China, he almost went to China, but because there was something wrong in Beihai at that time, he didn't go.

But even if he didn't go, he had heard of this name.

Xuanyuan Sword was taken back from Xiao Chen!

"Are you Xiao Chen?"

One thought flashed through my mind and the old man shouted loudly.

"It's you Mr. Xiao!"

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, Sanling Army slashed and slashed on the mace, clenched the fist with his left hand, and slammed out.

"Organize a great enemy and dare to come to the island country and kill!"

When the old man saw that Xiao Chen admitted it, his murderous intent became stronger.

Bang!

The Sanling Army and the pierced mace collided with each other, and he held the mace in both hands, trying to block Xiao Chen's fist again, but he couldn't do it.

He made a fuss in his heart, and relied on the protective energy to take the punch!

Even if you encounter an opponent of the same level, you will not be able to withstand a single blow from the body protection qi.

Click!

The dull sound came out, and the power of Xiao Chen's punch exploded instantly, breaking the old man's protective energy.

"Your turtle shell...can't stop it!"

Xiao Chen sneered, and a larger internal force poured into the old man's body through his fist.

puff!

The old man's face changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and flew backwards.

Even the mace flew out of his hands and fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen looked at the mace falling on the ground and stabbed the Sanling Army into the bone ring, then picked up the mace.

It's very heavy to buy.

If he doesn't use his internal strength, he will struggle to hold it!

As the "Chaos Art" is running, it will be much easier to hold it... However, if you want to hold it and fight, it will probably not take long before you will be exhausted.

"you……"

The old man fell to the ground and looked at Xiao Chen with horror. How could he break through his body-protecting energy?

Before he could recover from his horror, he saw Xiao Chen dragging his mace toward him.

Was it...

The mace rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

This sound awakened the old man.

He looked at Xiao Chen and the mace approaching, and his eyes suddenly shrank. What was he going to do?

"I just used a mace to hit me. Did you hit me so well? OK, now I'll hit you."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he raised his mace and smashed it at the old man with his head.

The old man was shocked and dodged in a mess.

Bang!

The mace hit the ground hard, smashing a big hole in the ground.

The gravel splashed, the old man's face was cut open by the gravel, and blood gushed.

"Well, it's still very good. No wonder you smashed so hard just now."

Xiao Chen grinned, raised it up, and smashed it hard.

"Baga!"

The old man roared, what did Xiao Chen treat him as?

After all, he is also a great master of Huajin, and even in the Feiniao organization, he is respected!

Now... Xiao Chen looked at him, which made him feel insulted.

The old man shook his body, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Although the body-protecting energy was broken, he was still a master of magic power and it was not impossible to fight!

"Haha, that's right. Lying on the ground is like a dead dog. What's the point of hitting it... You shout, yell, resist, the more you resist, the more I feel."

Xiao Chen grinned and said.

puff!

Sun Wugong next to him almost spit out an old blood as he listened to Xiao Chen's words.

It’s obviously a life-and-death battle, how can it be... like a strong woman!

Although the old man knew Chinese, he obviously didn't understand what Xiao Chen meant.

But it was okay if he didn't understand. He saw Xiao Chen's expression clearly, and that kind of joke... it was like a cat playing with a mouse!

This made him even more angry. He raised his hand and two cold lights rushed straight to Xiao Chen's chest.

when!

Xiao Chen raised the mace, blocked the cold light, then swung it round and smashed it hard.

The old man wanted to block it, but the mace was his. He knew the power of the iron spike on the mace... So he hurriedly avoided it and did not dare to block it with his hands.

At the same time, he had already begun to escape.

He is no opponent!

As his eyes drifted, Xiao Chen sneered, and he still wanted to leave? He was ugly, but he thought it was quite beautiful!

"kill!"

Suddenly, the old man shouted loudly, and his murderous intent was extremely strong, as if he was about to explode some big move.

Xiao Chen's eyes were slightly stern, he held the mace tightly, and even stopped his steps.

When the old man saw Xiao Chen's reaction, his eyes were delighted... The next second, he turned around and ran away.

"Idiot."

Xiao Chen looked at the old man's back and showed a playful look. The mace in his hand flew out of his hand, like a cannonball, heading straight to the old man's back at an extremely fast speed.

Listening to the howling behind him, the old man subconsciously turned around.

When he saw the flying mace, his face changed wildly. It was too late to change direction.

"No!"
To be continued...