Chapter 347
There was silence in the mansion.
Only the light breeze blowing on the leaves, the rustling sound, in this brief moment, seemed particularly clear.
Those who come to the banquet today know how shocking Chen Xinglie's "true strength" is.
A while ago, Chen Xinglie slashed the dragon with a sword. It was at night. Although many people saw it, few people could see that sword clearly. He came out of Chen Mansion only because the mansion The Southern Bright Trigram Fire, which blocked the eyes of the world, is different now.
Ling Henchao in Cangming Palace, was so scared to pee his pants in front of Chen Xinglie, and finally ashamed and unable to show one's face, Hengjian's self-caught had already spread everywhere.
Even Earth Immortal was so scared to pee his pants, how profound and tyrannical is it?
Not many people can guess this.
The only thing everyone can guess is the strength of Chen Xinglie's Martial Dao, which can at least scare Earth Immortal to death, scared Earth Immortal has no courage to make a move, only the courage to commit suicide.
Now.
Chen Xinglie draws his sword in his hand.
Just ask the world, who can stop Chen Xinglie with a sword in his hand?
Ling Henchao is a lesson from the past!
The generation below Earth Immortal is definitely not Chen Xinglie's opponent. Even if it is Earth Immortal, if the strength of Martial Dao is almost the same as that of Palace Lord Ling Henchao, then they would have to commit suicide in fright.
No one thinks that Du Heiyan can stop the sword in Chen Xinglie's hand.
Even Du Heiyan himself felt that it must be cold today.
But Du Heiyan’s thoughts are different from those of others. He looked up at Chen Xinglie’s sword edge. There was even an urge to be eager to have a try. His eyes were even full of time. Hope.
The expression of Barbarian Race sword saint looks like a brat standing at the door of the house, waiting for father to come home and hand out sweets.
This surprised Chen Xinglie.
But he didn't speak, and didn't immediately run Void Condensation Sword Art. The sword light appeared bright, but the palm of the chrysanthemum arrow talisman was slightly pale.
Only because he noticed it.
Just now, it seems that there was a slip of the tongue...
Chen Xinglie’s original intention was to say: "Dare to fight this seat", but he said it wrong, Said it was on the line.
I blame the hot chicken games I have played before!
What kind of laning, just shooting, jungling...This kind of game vocabulary is used too much, and it is accidentally said.
The first thing to react is the two heroes and heroes.
The thinking of the two has always been a little different from that of normal people. After all, the two force young people to have a lot of fun, and mental disorder people have broad thinking.
"Young Master."
Zhen Yingxiong asked in a daze, "Dare to ask, what does the line mean?"
Zhen Haojie followed closely The big brother said: "Yes, yes, I am also very curious."
Chen Xinglie expression congeals, said: "Want to know?"
The two brothers are nodded together.
Chen Xinglie waved his finger at the hundreds of classics on the side, saying: "Reading books a hundred times is right for you. If you two are willing to read carefully, you will understand all these classics. Yu Xin naturally understands what is meant by aligning."
The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads again and again.
Although the two are not illiterate like Du Heiyan, they are by no means a person who loves to learn, but sometimes they like to do some unique research. For example, not long ago, the two brothers worked with a common purpose invention I created a treasure that can glow day and night, and I showed it to Chen Xinglie. It is actually a mirror. As long as the candle is continuously lit in front of the mirror, the mirror will keep reflecting and reflecting until the end of time, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten...
Anyway, the two brothers are very unreliable.
And this moment.
Du Heiyan's actions gave Chen Xinglie a sense of unreliability as the heroes and brothers.
"Come on!"
"Come out! You cut this sword saint with a sword!"
"I heard you Chen Young Master, Slashing the dragon with one sword, even the True Dragon above Nine Heavens, did not dare to face your sword edge, and was cut and fleeing. The Palace Lord of Cangming Palace Ling Hengchao was directly scared by the sword in your hand."
"Now that this sword saint has offended you, why didn't you have a sword, why didn't you come and cut this sword saint?"
"Hurry up!"
"This sword saint beg you!"
Du Heiyan yelled loudly, and at the same time raised his hand, and forcibly removed a section of the armor that was wrapped around his neck, revealing bronze's thick neck. Pointing to the throat, yelling at Chen Xinglie.
However.
Du Heiyan only raised one hand.
When the Barbarian Race sword saint clamored, the other hand was hanging beside him, and a very strange hand shape was pinched out between his fingers.
Chen Xinglie felt wrong when he saw this hand shape. He always felt that there were some impressions in his memory. He couldn't help but frowned. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered.
Barbarian Race has an extremely profound mystery secret technique.
The disintegration of the wild god!
This method is extremely mysterious.
The Barbarian Race expert of this method of cultivation, after each disintegration, as long as the injury is restored, the fleshy body will become stronger than ever.
The greater the formidable power of the attack before death, the more tenacious the body after recovering from the injury.
If you survive a catastrophe, you will become stronger!
As a Barbarian Race sword saint, Du Heiyan must have cultivation through the disintegration of barbarian gods.
Any Barbarian Race expert who cultivated this kind of secret technique will definitely take advantage of the traits that become stronger after being injured, bring about one's own destruction, and make his fleshy body more and more tyrannical.
generally speaking.
This kind of physical exercise takes place inside the Barbarian Race.
Barbarian Race has no shortage of experts.
There are several Earth Immortal in the North Xinjiang Barbarian Race.
For those experts who cultivated the disintegration of wild gods, they only need to ask the Earth Immortal inside the Barbarian Race to take action to achieve the purpose of training the fleshy body.
However.
Martial Dao Road, never ending.
How could Du Heiyan not want to make his fleshy body stronger?
He really wants to get a sword from Chen Xinglie.
The sword in Chen Xinglie's hand, even True Dragon can be cut!
Such an infinite sword art, if it is slashed on the body, it will not die. After the injury is recovered, won't it make the body tyrannical to the point of unimaginable?
This is Du Heiyan's yearn for something even in dreams.
The secret technique of the disintegration of Barbarian God is simply unknown to the outside world except for the expert inside the Barbarian Race.
For example, the group of people who came to the banquet today, even the two Demon Immortal Qian Yuzao and Gu Huo Meimei, and the tongueless old Court Eunuch, Drunk Daoist Long, Feng Youyou, etc. Earth Immortal, don’t know. The existence of the savage god disintegration secret technique.
Only Chen Xinglie knows.
Because Barbarian Race was learned by Monster Race many years later, Barbarian Race’s many secret techniques will all be printed by Monster Race and circulated in Monster Race, and then by Monster Race beauty , Passed to Chen Xinglie's hands.
Chen Xinglie stared at Du Heiyan coldly, and said proudly: "You are only a trifling illiterate, but you also want to plot against this seat. It's just a dream!"
Du Heiyan's eyes Flickering, said: "plot against? This sword saint doesn't know what else you are talking about."
"oh!" Chen Xinglie shook his head and sighed, raised the big sword in his hand, and gently touched the sword edge with gentle movements It’s very, as if touching a lover’s hand...