As Xiao Chen trembled on his dantian, his face showed a look of pain.

His soul has not been fully recovered since the last battle.

Now, it is even more painful to tear apart again.

"Damn... why did I have such self-harmful ways to fight?"

Xiao Chen was suffering while complaining.

This is true for external transformation of the gods, and the same is true for detonating the realm.

However, the most detonation of the realm is to cause backlash, while the external transformation of oneself is to tear apart the soul.

In other words, his soul is strong enough. If he changes to others, he will not say whether he can perform it. If he does not die, he will become a fool.

Wei Zichen looked at Xiao Chen and felt a crisis again.

Although Xiao Chen's ancient martial arts aura had not changed at all, and was even much weaker than before, he still noticed the danger.

What's going on?

Xiao Chen has other trump cards?

Not only him, but also Qingming Ancestor and others, also noticed the abnormality.

Why does Xiao Chen seem to have become weaker, but they all have bad premonitions in their hearts?

Especially the old man in Qingyun Tower, staring at Xiao Chen, wanting to see clearly.

Nie Jingfeng was persuaded by Mr. Long to go back again and did not beat him again.

He also looked at Xiao Chen, what was his second brother doing?

"kill!"

Wei Zichen roared lowly and rushed towards Xiao Chen without waiting for Xiao Chen to do anything else.

“It’s time to end!”

Xiao Chen looked at Wei Zichen and said lightly.

The next second, a phantom visible to the naked eye flew out of him at an extremely fast speed and instantly arrived in front of Wei Zichen.

"Soul Attack... Be careful!"

Seeing this, the old man from Qingyunlou changed his face and shouted.

However, his reminder was still one step late.

Moreover, Wei Zichen is not a real giant, and even if he burns his own life, he is not as strong as a real giant.

The most important thing is that his eyebrows flashed just now and his trump card had been used.

In a short period of time, it can no longer be used.

Swish!

The phantom came to Wei Zichen, seemed to raise his palm and slapped it forward.

Under this palm, Wei Zichen's hair stood up all over his body.

Crisis, great crisis!

Even this crisis has surpassed just now!

"kill!"

Wei Zichen roared, raised his sword, and slashed at the phantom in front of him.

The knife encountered no obstacles and penetrated directly, and did not cause any damage to the phantom.

"No……"

Wei Zichen feels more dangerous. Is this a soul attack?

Bang!

A silent attack hit him.

Wei Zichen's eyes turned dark and he felt his soul was unstable.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom leaned against him.

"No……"

Wei Zichen roared, he could feel what this phantom was going to do!

"I said it, it's time to end!"

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, stabilized the pain of tearing his soul, and carried the Xuanyuan Sword and walked towards Wei Zichen step by step.

At this time, Wei Zichen didn't care about him at all. He was struggling, roaring... with deep fear.

"Zi Chen!"

Wei Lanzhe shouted and rushed towards Xiao Chen, trying to stop him.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, and his figure shook, about to block him.

"Are you defeated?"

The ancestor Qingming was a little unwilling to give up, but he also took a step forward and slapped Xiao Yi with his palm.

Bang!

The two collided, and Xiao Yi was shocked two steps back.

Wei Lanzhe also took this opportunity to rush to Xiao Chen.

"I want to kill someone...you can't stop it!"

Xiao Chen looked at Wei Lanzhe coldly and slashed out with a knife.

"roll!"

With his word, Xuanyuan Sword turned into a golden sword and slashed at Wei Lanzhe hard.

when!

Wei Lanzhe was slashed out with a knife and staggered several steps before stabilizing his body.

His face changed. Xiao Chen was indeed hiding deeply that day.

But he didn't have time to think too much, and he had to save people first.

"Master!"

Wei Lanzhe shouted, wanting the ancestor Qingming to save people.

He is not Xiao Chen's opponent, but the ancestor Qingming can definitely do it.

"Master Xiao, it's OK."

Ancestor Qingming used a qi to lock Xiao Chen and said in a deep voice.

"Do you really want to be with me, Qingyan Sect... I will never stop until I die?"

"These old turtles are so shameless!"

Nie Jingfeng cursed and rushed towards the ancestor Qingming.

"Second brother, you kill the younger ones, and I will beat the older ones!"

"good."

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and waved his hand, shattering the opportunity of Qingming's ancestor to lock him up and continued to walk towards Wei Zichen.

"Xiao Chen, Wei Zichen is the genius of my Qingyun Tower. If he dies, I Qingyun Tower will not..."

The old man from Qingyun Tower also took a few steps forward and said coldly.

"If you want to save Wei Zichen, just a threat is not enough... and your strength is not enough."

Xiao Chen looked at him and mocked.

"So... today, you can't save Wei Zichen."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, the old man in Qingyunlou looked dark. Can't he save Wei Zichen?

This time, he followed him out, and he also meant to be a guardian of Wei Zichen.

Although there are not as many strong people as in this world as in the world, there are also dangers.

If he was there, Wei Zichen would be killed... Then when he went back, how could he explain to Wei Zichen's master?

Dang!

The sound of unsheathing came out, and a big knife flew into the air and slashed at the old man in Qingyunlou.

The sword god Xue Chunqiu made his first move today!

The old man from Qingyun Tower stared, and his palm slapped out, shaking the big knife away.

Xue Chunqiu waved his hand, flew back with a big knife, and held it tightly in his hand.
To be continued...