Old Chen's body was glowing. He was holding a long sword and scanning all his opponents. No one dared to step forward. Wherever he looked at him, those people were palpitating and involuntarily stepped back.
Many people realized that Lao Chen was probably going to die!
Everyone, regardless of friend or foe, saw something strange about him. Lightning flashed out of his chest, and a terrifying dull sound came from inside.
Old Chen's body was trembling and he would fall down at any time, but he held on. He held his sword and looked at the end of the horizon in Congling. His original sharp eyes gradually dimmed.
The four old masters of the old arts once commented that if Lao Chen had been born in ancient times, he would have been able to establish a sect at worst, and if he had reached the sky with great force, he might have become a Bodhisattva-level master in the field of the old arts.
Wang Xuan's nose was sore. He felt very keenly. The vitality in Lao Chen's body was decreasing sharply. He was indeed dying.
He kicked a master in front of him away with a volley, his eyes turned red, and he rushed towards Lao Chen. He never thought that his old colleague was really going to die.
"Master!" Aoki roared, full of despair and sadness. In his eyes, the extremely powerful and extremely shrewd Lao Chen, how could he die?
"Old Chen!" Many people shouted, unable to accept this reality.
Not long ago, Old Chen was roaming around here, as if possessed by the God of War, killing three great masters alone, showing his invincible posture, but now his eyes are dimming, and he is about to die.
Many people in the old art field rushed there, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Old Chen was too fierce. He penetrated the new art camp by himself and reached the opposite side, but they were so far behind.
"How dare you!" Wang Xuan was angry when he saw someone from the Xinshu camp bravely holding a long alloy knife towards Lao Chen, trying to chop off his head.
In this situation, even many people in the new art field did not take action again. Although many people hated Lao Chen, they had to admire his bravery. Seeing that he was in trouble, there was no need. Then destroy his body.
It’s just that some people don’t think so. Even if Lao Chen’s eyes lose their luster, there are still a few people who want to step forward and kill him and give him an undignified death.
There is no doubt about Wang Xuan’s combat prowess. When Lao Chen broke through the new art camp, he was not very far away. He was ahead of others who were following the old art path and was closest to Lao Chen.
Now he was so angry that he picked up a corpse and turned it around. He smashed it out with a bang and accurately hit the young man who rushed towards Lao Chen.
With a bang, the young man was knocked upside down, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and the alloy knife fell to the ground.
He stood up holding his nose, glanced at Wang Xuan hatefully, and desperately picked up the long knife on the ground and headed towards Lao Chen again.
Today, he is going to do something big! No matter what others think, whether it is a curse or a criticism, he just wants to cut off the head of the old master!
Besides him, there are several people approaching. They are all young people, quite radical. Once they are passionate, they don’t care about anything else. They just want to take away the old ones.He looked at the head of the great master of martial arts without thinking about what kind of storm it would cause.
Wang Xuan was very close, his eyes were terrifying. If someone really cut off Lao Chen's head before he saw him, he felt that he would never forgive himself in this life.
He didn't have time to pick up the body and hit people, but there were a lot of rocks on the gray-brown frozen soil. He kicked up a stone as big as a basin and hit the young man who raised the alloy knife in the middle. chest.
The blow was so heavy that people nearby heard a crunching sound. Several of the young man's bones were broken. It can only be said that Wang Xuan's kick was extremely powerful.
After all, he is a person who has practiced the golden body technique to the early stage of the fifth level. His flesh and blood are full of vitality and contain amazing power.
The young man in the new art field fell to the ground, coughing up blood from his mouth. Although he was not dead, his chest collapsed and the severe pain made him hate him endlessly.
The pupils of the other young men who rushed towards Lao Chen shrank, but they did not stop. They wanted to be the first to cut off Lao Chen's head, but it was too late, Wang Xuan finally came closer.
He jumped over, in mid-air, and kicked a young man's chest through with one kick. You can imagine how terrifying this force was. He was stepping on this person's body. fell to the ground.
"Ah..." The man screamed in pain, extremely miserable, because the severe pain was unbearable.
It can be said that this scene was a bit bloody and unbearable to witness, but there was a unanimous roar of joy from the old technique camp, and everyone was very excited.
Many people were going crazy just now. Lao Chen was still undefeated. If his body was insulted after death, they would all suffer. They couldn't bear to witness that happen.
At the same time, everyone outside the field saw this scene. Some people stared at Wang Xuan. That kick was sharper than a steel knife and could actually kick someone through.
Wang Xuan used a little force with his feet to shake the man away, then took a step forward, came to the young man who was knocked over by him with a stone, and kicked him on the head. , showed no mercy, and killed two people in succession like this.
There were three other people who involuntarily stepped back. Seeing Wang Xuan's murderous intent, they felt like cold water was poured on their heads. They stepped back again and again, not daring to rush through.
In this situation, although Lao Chen's eyes were completely dim and his voice was completely silent, he still held the sword and did not fall down.
Wang Xuan touched Lao Chen’s nose and then supported him.
"Master!" Aoki's eyes were about to burst, and he also fought to protect his master, and tears suddenly rolled down his face.
"Don't use too much force. Although your master has lost his voice, there are still lightnings intertwining in his chest, and it can easily explode completely!" Wang Xuan whispered.
Old Chen's condition is extremely bad, his breathing has stopped, but the lightning is still emerging in his five internal organs. If he is not careful, he will fall apart and die miserably. This is not the way a great master of the old arts should die. .
Wang Xuan stared at the three young men opposite him coldly, without killing them.Go, gently lift Lao Chen up and retreat, fearing that the movement will be too loud and the lightning in his body will explode.
"This area is too complicated, so we must protect Old Wu." Wang Xuan whispered.
Aoki nodded, Lao Chen is so shrewd, and as his disciple, he is naturally not a simple person.
As for him, before Wang Xuan graduated, he unknowingly arranged his work to Lao Chen in advance and securely, it can be seen that Qingmu is definitely not a "good guy" .
"Protect Mr. Wu too." Qingmu shouted, leading a large group of people to rush towards Wu Chenglin, wrapping him up and arranging him with Lao Chen.
Both he and Wang Xuan are a little worried. If someone suddenly fires an energy cannon, it will be meaningless for those who are waiting for the endorsement to pursue the matter afterwards.
Lao Wu was speechless for a while. He naturally knew what was going on. He came from the super family of Xinxing. It is estimated that no one would dare to let him have an accident easily.
Wang Xuan escorted Lao Chen back and turned around again. Because there were still masters in the new art field, some people slowly walked over and came closer.
Wang Xuan was really aroused. Lao Chen fell into this situation because of the final persecution of these people. Now he has no hesitation and is going to kill him again.
Because, he really wanted to save Lao Chen and wanted to try to induce a super-sensory state in a deadly battle!
At this time, his fists and kicks were powerful, his internal organs were humming softly, and a faint halo almost came out of his body. This was the physical technique left by Zhang Daoling.
He collided with a middle-aged man several times, which made the strong man whose whole body was covered in green light and whose body was extremely tough couldn't bear it. The green light burst and his body was punched by Wang Xuan. wear!
This scene aroused the surprise and attention of many people. Old Chen was like a killing god, and he could only kill a group of great masters. This young man was actually so strong, and now he was able to kill all the masters in the new art field by himself. A master, attracting attention.
Someone's eyes revealed a cold light, stimulating his own blood, secret power flowing, and a red light suddenly bloomed outside his body. He wanted to deprive Wang Xuan of his blood essence.
However, Wang Xuan's five internal organs resonated and kept humming. He jumped in the air and rushed over, quickly collided with the person, and beat the person alive after four punches!
Everyone in the new art field was shocked. Although all their real masters were killed by Lao Chen with a black long sword, the two people who were killed just now were not weak either. Death at the hands of that young man.
Another person from the new art field rushed over. He was four meters tall and had a faint blue light outside his body. It was obvious that he was a new human being - a genetically super-body with powerful strength. He faced Wang Xuankuai. With one step, he punched it with one punch, causing a sound of wind and thunder.
Wang Xuan sidestepped and then swept across violently. A faint white light erupted from his five organs, spreading to the soles of his feet. He kicked the Gene Super Body's knee with all his strength. There was a click, which made the person roar in pain. He knelt down on one knee.
Wang Xuan jumped up and hit him on the head without even looking at him.With one glance, he rushed forward and met another master.
Finally, when Wang Xuan hacked away the fifth person and caused his chest to collapse, he retreated decisively and quickly because he was using too much physical skills recorded in the five-page golden book. , can no longer bear it.
He sighed, and sure enough, the more deliberately he tried to trigger super-sense, the less likely it would be.
At the same time, he also calmed down. He knew that today was almost over. No matter what both parties thought, it was almost over.
Someone on the other side pointed at Wang Xuan with incomparable hatred and hatred. Apparently they did not expect that such a powerful young man could break out of the old arts field at the last moment and kill several of their masters. .
Wang Xuan ignored it and quickly retreated.
Wu Chenglin's eyes flashed, he stared at Wang Xuan again and again, and finally said to Qingmu: "Could the Lao Wang mentioned by Old Chen be this young man, right?"
I have to say that Lao Wu is quite keen and can quickly think of all these things.
"No!" Aoki denied it.
Wang Xuan slandered, this old Wu is quite a thief, do you want to dig out his background? It is really unkind.
Wu Chenglin sighed: "Young man, you surprised me so much. You are so strong. It is true that a hero comes from a young age."
Wang Xuan naturally knew that the Wu family wanted to find old friends. He is cooperating with a master of martial arts, and it is almost as if he is being courteous. I guess he is trying to win him over to work for his life.
"All the great masters were killed by Lao Chen, and the ones I killed were much weaker." Wang Xuan shook his head.
At the same time, he was startled and asked: "Where is Lao Chen?"
"People from the relevant departments immediately picked up the spacecraft and are undergoing emergency treatment." Aoki said with a heavy heart said.
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Lao Chen’s death has attracted the attention of all parties, and different organizations have naturally reacted differently.
Most people are a little sad and feel that it is a pity that such a person finally appears in the old art field, but he cannot escape his fate and cannot compose another glorious song.
Many people are paying close attention to see when Lao Chen’s fire of life will be extinguished.
Thanks: Three fateful hunters, a river of water, a fluttering wind, fleeting years, all kinds of words, and happiness in the stars.
Thank you to the above leaders for their support.