Wu Huang, above Shangguan Zu City.

Jian Wuxie looked at the blood dripping from his wound, his eyes full of astonishment.

"You actually hurt the leader of this alliance?" Jian Wuxie said in shock, his voice full of suspicion. Obviously he didn't understand why he was injured by a fifth-level powerful man.

"You know nothing about power." Xiao Chen said lightly, looking at Jian Wuxie's gaze, like an adult looking at a little brat who swung his fist.

Feeling Xiao Chen's gaze, and hearing what Xiao Chen said, Jian Wuxie immediately felt great humiliation. His cold air and sword intent made the people in the Northern Wilderness Alliance around him unable to help but take three steps back.

"Boy, you will pay the price for your words." The sixth level of infant transformation burst out from Jian Wuxie's body, and he couldn't help but take action.

"Qinghan, protect others." Xiao Chen said to Duanmu Qinghan, then stepped out, and the aura of the peak of the Nascent Soul burst out. At the same time, no less than Jian Wuxie's sword intent emerged from him. The next moment, the two had met directly in mid-air, and the sword intent burst out and continued to collide in space.

The two of them were surrounded by countless sword energy. At this time, both the Northern Wilderness Alliance and the Wuhuang strong men showed horror. Even though they were far away, they could feel that if they walked into the sword energy, there would be only one outcome, that would be to be killed into pieces by the endless sword energy.

"How is it possible? You are just a fifth-level ant. How can your power be stronger than this leader!" Jian Wuxie said in a little shocked. When he touched Xiao Chen's sword energy, the sword energy he used was actually retreating step by step. Xiao Chen's sword energy had already compressed his sword energy to less than three meters of space.

"I said, you know nothing about power." Xiao Chen said lightly. His control over power now, not to mention a level six, even a level seven, is far inferior to him.

"You...!" Jian Wuxie's face was extremely difficult to see. He glanced at the jade card in his hand, gritted his teeth and crushed it directly. Without using the card, he was about to explain here.

However, as the jade plaque was crushed, Beiyantang's figure did not appear, and a look of astonishment appeared on Jian Wuxie's face.

"Are you wondering why Beiyan Hall did not appear?" Xiao Chen said lightly.

Jian Wuxie looked at Xiao Chen.

"Don't wait, Beiyantang has long been dead, your backstage has long been collapsed, and you still work hard for him. I don't know whether you should say you are loyal or stupid."

Xiao Chen said, and his words exploded in Jian Wuxie's ears like thunder. Beiyantang is dead? Beiyantang is a seventh-level powerful man, how could he die?

"Impossible!" Jian Wuxie shook his head. He didn't believe that Beiyantang would die.

"I cut off Beiyantang's head with my own hands. If you don't believe it, go down and ask him." Xiao Chen said lightly, but his voice sounded from behind Jian Wuxie.

Jian Wuxie suddenly turned his head, and then he was shocked to find dozens of flowers of various colors appeared around him.

"There is nothing more suitable than blood to bury a hundred flowers."

Xiao Chen's calm voice fell, and all the flowers burst out with dazzling sword lights, passing through Jian Wuxie's body, leaving with blood, extremely charming.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!