Thinking of Tian Beiliu building the Beihai Shrine, which has been worshipped by the North Sea God King for many years, but now it has been destroyed by these Chinese warriors, the old man in red robe is so murderous!

Years of hard work are almost ruined!

What's even more excessive is that they actually wanted to sell the golden body of the North Sea God King as ordinary gold. This is not only an insult to Tian Beiliu, but also an insult to the North Sea God King!

The old man in red robe rushed towards Li Hanhou with a Wu Shidao, just trying to split the guy in half!

"Your opponent, it's time to change me."

Xiao Chen's body shook, blocking the old man in red robe.

"Baga, die!"

The old man in red robe who was full of murderous intentions did not care who was in front of him. As long as he was a Chinese warrior, he would kill him!

No, it is better not to kill them with one knife, but torn them up and torture them... They cannot survive or die, and then kill them after they hand over their practice skills!

However, kill a few people first and let out this anger!

Thinking of this, the old man in red robe had a stronger murderous intent, and the martial arts sword in his hand seemed to have turned into dozens of hands, slashing towards Xiao Chen in one fell swoop.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, is this old guy crazy?

He wanted to show off the Xuanyuan Sword, but after thinking about it, he would just forget it. When will he take the fake Xuanyuan Sword be taken, then use the real Xuanyuan Sword!

Otherwise, it would be bad to be seen!

The next second, a rectangular object appeared in his hand, and he smashed it hard towards the sword light in the sky.

Click!

The sword light collapsed, and the martial arts sword was shaken away!

The old man in red robe changed his face, his tiger's mouth cracked, and blood splattered.

Xiao Chen weighed the rectangular object in his hand and couldn't help but grin... This thing can really be used as a brick!

"Old devil, I'll beat you to death!"

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he rushed towards the old man in red robe.

"In the middle stage of Huajin? No, it's impossible!"

The old man in red robe turned pale. The young man broke his ultimate move with one blow, and even the martial arts sword was shaken away... his strength was definitely above him!

But it depends on this age, is it possible?

It's simply impossible!

"It's quite easy... Come on, stretch your head and let me take a few shots!"

Xiao Chen noticed that there was another breath of Huajin, which came from a distance, and it was obvious that a master Huajin was coming.

So, he wants to end the battle before this master of Huajin arrives!

"You...who are you!"

The old man in red robe took a few steps back and asked in horror.

"When you die, go and ask your gods!"

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, another brick was slapped over.

The old man in red robe felt the terrifying force and did not dare to take it head-on, but turned around and ran away.

"Run? Do you think you can run? I'll beat you to death!"

When Xiao Chen saw that the old man in red robe fled without fighting, he couldn't help but despise him. He was not as handsome as a master, and he was embarrassing!

Then, a scene that made everyone stunned appeared.

Xiao Chen carried a brick and chased the old man in the red robe. He took pictures from time to time, and the old man in the red robe kept retreating, and even blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

The old man in red robe was shocked and even frightened, and he did not dare to fight Xiao Chen at all!

He has changed from disbelief just now to despair... This young Chinese warrior is definitely above him, and he is too much ahead!

At this time, if you don’t run away, wouldn’t you wait to die?

"I'm still much weaker than Brother Chen."

Li Hanhou looked at the old man in red robe who was beaten by Xiao Chen and almost ran away with his head in his arms, and muttered.

Ma Rulong and others next to him were... stunned at this time, and their eyes almost fell to the ground.

Before, they also discussed that even if Xiao Chen was a hero, he shouldn't talk about the opponent of the old man in the red robe. If he played with Li Hanhou, he would have a chance to win.

But the scene in front of me... the old man in red robe who was very powerful in their eyes was beaten to the point of no fight back and kept running away!

"He...he...what is his strength?"

Ma Rulong had a horse's face and was already dull.

"I...I don't know either."

Lu Zhen shook his head.

"You can... fight to the peak of Huajin in the early stage, at least it must be the peak of the mid-stage, right?"

"Impossible, he can't be the peak of the mid-stage Huajin."

Chu Xun shook his head, and his heart... was very uneasy.

Is this Xiao Chen who killed the genius list and no one dared to say anything?

Suddenly, he understood a little why Xiao Chen got the Xuanyuan Sword...or why Xuanyuan Sword chose Xiao Chen!

If the magic sword has a spirit, you can choose your own master!

What does it mean when it chooses Xiao Chen!

Also, which expert in the ancient martial arts world can cause such a big disturbance?

How much magic power is coming to the Longshan Mountain?

It is said that the killing made blood flow into a river!

However, Xiaodao and others did not take it seriously after scanning their eyes.

Xiao Chen chased the master of Huajin to fight, that was nothing.

He can do it when he is not transforming the spirit.

If the old man in red robe chased Xiao Chen and beat him, they would be surprised!

The Black and White Divine Guards and the experts of Tian Beiliu were also stunned at this moment... They saw that these Chinese warriors were very strong, but... they were also too outrageously strong, right?

"Old Japanese, I won't play with you anymore. The last blow will be a slap in the ghost head!"

Xiao Chen shouted lightly, used the "Ghost Step", and almost instantly caught up with the old man in red robe, then raised the brick in his hand and slapped it hard.

"No!"

The old man in red robe changed his face and screamed in horror and unwillingness.

Bang!

In the sight of the old man in red robe, the bricks became bigger and bigger, and finally... they hit his head.

Then, the severe pain came out, and his eyes went dark. He felt his body take a few steps forward, and his consciousness disappeared and he fell to the ground.

thump!

Xiao Chen took back the bricks, looked at the old man in red robe with his broken head, then looked at the bricks in his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, it was not covered with any blood, otherwise it would be so disgusting.

“…”

The old man in red robe was slapped in his head and the scene suddenly became quiet.

The masters of Tian Beiliu, including the Black and White Divine Guards, all trembled all over and a cool air rose from the soles of their feet.

Lord Shicun, is he dead like that?

"Why are you watching me? Keep going."

Xiao Chen looked around and said lightly.

"Ha, Brother Chen is awesome!"

Xiaodao grinned, and with one knife, he split a dark force in the middle stage, blood splattered everywhere.

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The battle continues.

"Shicun!"

A black shadow rushed into the battlefield like a goshawk. When he saw the old man in a pool of blood, he couldn't help but scream. How could this be possible?

Immediately afterwards, he saw the golden statue of the god thrown by Li Hanhou, and his face shook a few times.

The statue of the North Sea God King was destroyed?

Ishimura was killed?
To be continued...