"Fellow Taoist, be careful, I'm going to take action!"

Du Song smiled grimly, and the snake-shaped magic sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake swallowing and spitting out the scarlet snake letter, instantly piercing through the void and entering the world.

This is his unique skill of fame, the Golden Snake Thorn!

He came up with a killer move, and he tried to completely defeat Li Chen, leaving him without the power to fight back.

However, the next scene shocked him.

His decisive attack did not break the defense. Instead, Li Chen used a golden bell to separate him.

"I'll be so obedient. This little brother not only has his body skills, but his body is so strong!"

Zhen Meng, who had just gotten up, was so shocked that his eyes almost glared out when he saw such an incredible scene.

Others may not be able to see it, but he is a physical practitioner. He can clearly identify it. Li Chen's move did not use any magic weapon, but was completely striking it by his body.

Even if he is born with divine power, his body cannot be tempered to such a terrifying level.

"How is this possible? My Golden Snake Sprite, but even the powerful Jindan can kill him. How could he not break the defense?"

Juniper's eyes were shattered, his face full of disbelief.

Li Chen smiled frankly and replied, "Hmph, how dare you show off in front of me?"

After saying that, a splendid light burst out from his pupils, locking tightly on the tip of the juniper's sword.

Immediately, Li Chen secretly used his true energy and gathered on his fingertips, rubbed his fingers into a knife, urging a dazzling sword light, and slashed it at random.

"Dang clang!"

As swords collided, the crisp metal sound suddenly sounded. Thousands of sparks splashed out, falling with the wind.

Immediately afterwards, with a "click", Du Song's magic sword in his hand actually broke in half in the air.

Du Song was also shocked and rolled to the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

Before he could get up again, Li Chen used a vortex to suck the broken sword that had fallen on the ring and threw it over hard.

The broken sword was impartial and pierced into Dusong's arm and embedded it on the ring. He grinned in pain and screamed, and there was no trace of the elegant demeanor of a young man.

Li Chen clapped his hands and said, "You lost!"

The juniper did not say anything, and beans of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

Suddenly, the whole audience was silent again.

If that is to say, Li Chen defeated Zhen Meng before, because he took advantage of his physical skills and took advantage of his own tricks.

But now he is fighting Du Song one-on-one head-on. His physical defense, body skills and speed, and true energy are all first-class. Even the pride of the sect and the saint are just like this.

Seeing that the silence below, Li Chen dusted the dust from his clothes again and said carelessly: "Who else?"

This time, everyone looked around and no one answered.

Du Song and Zhen Meng are among the best young masters among the casual cultivators. Even the two of them have not been in the hands of the monster Li Chen. Who would dare to challenge them?

No one dared to respond when Li Chen shouted "Who else" three times.

Seeing this scene, he shook his head helplessly, sighed deep in his heart, "How lonely is invincible?" and then walked downstairs with great strides.

"Let's wait!"

One of Li Chen's feet had just stepped off the ring, and a crisp and cold sound of yelling suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked back and saw a young woman wearing white clothes, a water-blue ribbon around her waist, outlining her delicate figure, flying over in the air.

She bowed slightly to Li Chen and said, "Let's eldest disciple Li Xuewei, under the throne of Xiayulong Sanren, come and ask for advice!"

"What, she is the disciple of Yulong Sanren?"

When he heard the woman in white telling her home, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Yulong Sanren is an old-fashioned Nascent Soul cultivator. Among the casual cultivators, he is a peak existence. Even the elders of the heavenly sect must be polite to him.

Since this woman in white can become a disciple of Yulong Sanren, she must be no ordinary person.

Li Chen looked at her carefully and said lightly: "You are no match for me, please go back and practice for another two years!"

"Well?"

As soon as Li Chen said this, the audience was stunned.

"Oh my god, this guy is so good at pretending, right?"

"Haha, he feels that if he defeats Zhen Meng and Du Song, he will be invincible in the world. It's so funny!"

"Hmph, I think he is just a frog in the well, not knowing the sky and the earth are thick!"

...

Li Xuewei was even more angry and smoked. She was a disciple of Yulong Sanren. When did she be so disliked?

She suppressed her anger and shouted with her eyes wide open:

"You're too arrogant to say this, right?"

Li Chen smiled faintly and said, "It's not crazy words, it's just the truth. Do you believe it or not?"

After saying that, Li Chen ignored her and turned around and walked towards Lian Hongshang.

Li Xuewei was furious and shouted: "Stop!"

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly drew her sword with her backhand, and the tip of the sword shook violently, turning into thousands of lotus flowers, tearing the void and attacking Li Chen.

"Chen, be careful!"

Lian Hongshang's face suddenly changed, she pulled out the Purple Shadow Fairy Sword, waved her slender jade hands in the air, forming an arc-shaped light curtain, and went straight to meet her.

"Dang clang!"

The sword curtain shattered with a bang, Lian Hongshang and Li Xuewei took several steps back to quickly stabilize the center of gravity of their bodies.

Li Xuewei was slightly shocked, and her eyes looked at Lian Hongshang, and became solemn.

She never expected that the cultivation level of Lian Hongshang was not too high, but the combat power she burst out was so powerful.

However, this did not make her afraid, but instead ignited her ambition of fighting.

"Come again!"

Li Xueer shouted lightly, raised the magic sword in her hand high, turning into thousands of lotus phantoms, stacked them up one after another, locking Lian Hongchang and slashing it down with a bang.

Seeing the power of this sword, Lian Hongchang frowned slightly.

Immediately, she secretly raised her true energy, letting her spiritual power condense on her chest, urging the passive defense of the ice silk armor.

Then, the spaces of hundreds of meters in a radius of ​​are condensed into ice in an instant with Lian Hongchang as the center.

Li Xuewei's lotus sword shadow pierced into the ice and immediately slowed down.

The magic sword in her hand was frozen by Han Bing.

Immediately afterwards, her hands, body, feet, and her entire body were covered with ice.

When Li Xuewei arrived at the time, she became a crystal clear ice sculpture. Her delicate and slim figure was the most perfect work of art in God's hands.

"hiss!"

Seeing that practicing Hongchang was easy, Li Xuewei, the Yulong Sanren's personal disciple, couldn't help but take a breath.

However, Lian Hongshang's face was not as happy as winning.

On the contrary, his expression was a little more solemn than before.

Her pupils contracted slightly, staring at Li Xuewei covered in ice. She held the Purple Shadow Fairy Sword tightly with one hand, ready to take action again!
Chapter completed!