This sword was filled with energy. Even the golden elixir monks dared not take it head-on.

"This is the true level of the disciples personally passed down by Yulong Sanren. It seems that Li Chen is going to be in trouble!"

"Hey, a person like him has no self-knowledge. With a little achievement, he feels that he can sweep the world. If he is not unlucky, who is unlucky?"

Some people were amazed at the power of Li Xuewei's sword, while others took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and mocked Li Chen.

"Hmph, a trick!"

Li Chen raised his eyelids and a sharp sword intent flashed inside.

This is insight, peeking into the flaws in Li Xuewei's sword.

Then, Li Chen's figure turned into a gust of wind, facing the overwhelming shadow of the lotus sword.

I saw the light at his fingertips flashing, and sword intents, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, directly poking the lotus sword shadow with holes.

"Break it for me!"

Li Chen rubbed his fingers into a knife, turned into a sword light a hundred feet long, and carried it across the force of sweeping across thousands of troops.

"Boom!"

Li Xuewei's fairy lotus sword shadow, just for a moment, collapsed on the spot like a mirror being broken.

Her whole body was so shocked that her eyes were broken, and her figure was forced to retreat.

At this moment, Li Chen stepped on the triangular refraction pace, like a ghost, quickly bullying himself in front of him.

Li Xuewei was shocked and subconsciously waved her sword to resist.

However, as soon as the sword in her hand was raised, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her wrist.

When I went to see again, the magic sword had already fallen into Li Chen's hands.

"Swish!"

The long sword flashing with a cold and cold light was directly mounted on Li Xuewei's snow-white neck. The sharp sword light left a shallow sword mark on her fair skin. It looked particularly dazzling under the reflection of the sun.

Li Xuewei was shocked and couldn't accept the results in front of her.

She bit her lip, turned her heart down, closed her eyes directly, and looked calm and calm.

Li Chen glanced at Li Xuewei from the corner of his eyes. Seeing that she was so calm in the face of life and death, she admired her a little more.

"You lost!"

After Li Chen finished speaking, he threw out the magic sword in his hand.

The magic sword made several spins in the air and landed in front of Li Xuewei.

Li Xuewei suddenly opened her eyes when she heard Li Chen's words.

She took a look at her magic sword first, then hurried to see Li Chen.

At this time, Li Chen had left, leaving only her with a mysterious back.

Lian Hongshang smiled at Li Chen, held hands with him, and disappeared into the afterglow of the sunset.

Seeing this scene, Li Xuewei felt lost and felt extremely complicated.

She was stunned for a long time before she remembered to pull up the magic sword inserted on the ground and disappeared into the crowd in a rather embarrassing manner.

When Lian Hongshang saw that Li Chen had just met, he grabbed Li Xuewei's magic sword and defeated him, and he was shocked.

She had fought with Li Xuewei and knew the other party's methods.

Especially the last sword, the immortal lotus sword shadow, if she is in a position, she can only grasp it at most 30%.

"Chen, why are you so powerful?"

Lian Hongshang blinked Shui Lingling's big eyes and asked curiously.

Li Chen flirted with the black hair of Pianhong Shang, and said with a bit of doting, "If I'm not good, how can I protect you?"

"Tsk, who wants you to protect?"

Although that's what he said, Lian Hongshang's heart was as sweet as eating honey.

After walking for a while, Li Chen's expression suddenly became solemn, and he said, "Be careful later, someone is following us!"

"Who?"

Lian Hongshang was stunned when she heard this and looked back instinctively, but Li Chen grabbed her.

"Don't look back, so as not to alert the enemy!"

While talking, Li Chen tidied up Lian Hongshang's hair again, and pecked her on her fair forehead.

Immediately, he held Lian Hongshang's little hand and walked towards the depths of the forest.

It was dusk, and the sunset was setting, and the afterglow casted mottled marks on the ground through the layers of leaves.

A gust of wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed, making a whirring sound, like ghosts crying and howling, it looked very strange.

Li Chen looked up at the sky and shouted sternly: "Since you are here, why not show up to meet?"

Before Li Chen could finish his voice, he saw a sedan chair coming from the air.

When he saw the visitor, Lian Hongshang immediately exclaimed.

"It's Zhuge Mingyue and the others!"

Li Chen's expression was still the same, without any turmoil, and he seemed to have known the identity of the visitor for a long time.

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that it is Mr. Zhuge. Don't be fine!"

Zhuge Mingyue smiled and said, "I just watched Master Li's competition from afar, which is really a good method. It really makes me admire him, admire him!"

When Li Chen heard the title of "Li Xianshi".

This is the name given to him by others on the earth. On this earth, there are very few people who know it.

How could Zhuge Mingyue know such a secret thing?

Zhuge Mingyue seemed to see Li Chen's thoughts and smiled coldly: "Master Li Xian, there is an old friend who wants to see you!

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Li Chen was stunned and asked, "Old friend?"

Zhuge Mingyue did not answer, but slapped her palms twice.

Suddenly, a golden light came across the sky.

Before the applause came, a monk wearing a moon-white robe with big earlobe slid to his shoulders, and a Buddhist bead engraved with ancient Sanskrit on his neck, which complemented his golden skin. From a distance, it looked like the reincarnation of a Vajra Arhat.

"Amitabha, Master Li Xian, don't be fine!"

The big-eared monk held a rosary and gave a meeting ceremony to Li Chen.

Li Chen nodded slightly, as a gift to return.

Then, he stared at the monk with great ears and looked at him carefully for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Master, is it also from the earth?"

The big-eared monk bowed and replied, "Amitabha, I am the chief of the Indian Brahmin, and I am called Master Saint Ma!"

“Master Holy Mo?”

When Lian Hongshang heard this name, he immediately exclaimed.

Miaojiang is adjacent to India, and as the saint of the Witch God Sect, she is naturally clear about these surrounding forces.

Li Chen was not moving as a mountain, and he folded his hands together and returned a greeting.

"I have no grudges with the master in the past and no grudges recently. I wonder what the master's move is intended?"

Master Shengmo did not directly answer Li Chen's question, but instead put on a kind-eyed expression and asked, "Master Li Xian, do you still remember Jia Lan?"

Li Chen was stunned when he heard this. Zen Master Jialan, isn’t this the one who besieged him in the Pacific Ocean with the Blood Prince Wuxie and the Devil Satan?

Master Shengmo keenly captured Li Chen's shocked expression and added: "This Zen Master Jialan is my disciple. According to his seniority, he is my nephew!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chen suddenly realized.

"So that's it. The master came here this time to avenge your nephew, right?"
Chapter completed!