Chapter 450
The majesty of Great Demon (when you stare wide, others dare not laugh at all).
The expressions of the group of people were like seeing a ghost. They were fine. Chen Xinglie glared. They couldn't laugh anymore, as if they were stuck in their throats.
Chen Xinglie understands that this is the result of a special effect trigger.
He was satisfied secretly, "This thing looks like a tasteless thing, sometimes it works well."
He doesn't plan to let this group of people with no difficulty, Lao Tzu, Heavenly King It's useless if it comes.
The young man quickly recovered, "dressed up as God, playing the Devil! Look at the move!"
He took the lead, and the group of young guys behind came back to his senses, keep up.
The young man’s weapon is very interesting. It is made of two hooks, which seem to be made by imitating the claws of the Golden Winged Great Peng.
But they are not destined to be close to Chen Xinglie.
Because he has drawn his sword.
"Void Condensation Sword Art!"
Using Chen Xinglie’s current dragon-like cultivation base, the Void Condensation Sword Art has long been used, which is not the same as before. , To secretly swallow Qi and Blood Pill.
He slowly drew out the great sword, and the sword intent swept out endlessly in an instant.
All the people headed by the youth freak out in a moment, as if they were not facing a single person, but a Great Desolate giant beast.
For a while, the entire Golden Eagle tribe felt this fierce sword power, the tongueless complexion changed, the secret path was not good, and the first one reacted and moved towards Chen Xinglie's direction.
Shang Qingkong and Gu Hou Meimei followed immediately.
They are Chen Xinglie's subordinates. There is something wrong with the master and they are not around. This is a performance of incomplete duty.
These people know Chen Xinglie's methods, and I'm really afraid that when the time comes, they will be blamed. With Chen Xinglie's temperament, it is really possible to cut them with a single sword.
At the same time, Second Elder found an excuse to lead the tribe’s division of war complexion greatly changed.
He also felt the majestic sword intent, and the sword intent happened to come from the direction of the tribe.
From a distance, there is a thousand zhang sword light rising above the golden eagle tribe.
Shizhan has no doubt about the formidable power of this sword. He has heard from Tongueless and the others about Chen Xinglie's deeds of slaying dragons with one sword.
He glared fiercely at Second Elder beside him, and then the body flashed and disappeared in place.
On the side, the looking old man is the Golden Eagle tribe Second Elder. He had long wanted his son to pursue Shi Feiyu, but he never thought Chen Xinglie would suddenly appear.
And he didn’t know the identity of Chen Xinglie and the others. He only thought that he was the son of Chen Xinglie. Not up to his son Shizhong, so by the same token, the people who followed Chen Xinglie should be just subordinates.
But at this moment, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that he has missed this time and kicked the iron plate.
"I hope that there will be no accident in Zhonger. If not, I want you Chen Xinglie to be buried with you!"
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In the Golden Eagle tribe, the great sword has just been drawn out If the one third is not there, the whole tribe is in chaos.
Those who tried to shoot Chen Xinglie were scared witless, and there was no fighting intent.
They just want to escape.
But I can’t escape.
Following Chen Xinglie's deliberate guidance, those sword intents no longer attack indiscriminately, but as if they found a catharsis, they all rushed towards the young man, the only son of Second Elder, Shizhong.
Shizhong only felt a Supreme divine might that was far beyond resistance swept through his body, and then he suffered a severe pain in his lower abdomen.
Chen Xinglie only relied on the sword intent to abolish his dantian, and his cultivation base was completely scattered.
In other words, he will only be an ordinary person in the future, even inferior to an ordinary person. The abolition of the cultivation base is tantamount to losing half of his life, and will become weak in the future and become a drag on the entire tribe.
In the Barbarian Race in Northern Xinjiang, a dead person without any battle strength will generally not be well, even if his father is Second Elder.
For an instant, endless regret and unwillingness flooded the master's mind.
But it was too late, his eyes were dark, and the pain made him unconscious.
The moment he closed his eyes, he saw his father arrived.
"Father, kill him!"
After shouting weakly, he fainted completely.
Chen Xinglie retracted the great sword, and the soaring sword intent suddenly disappeared.
And he was like a okay person, quietly looked towards in the sky, the old man with murderous expression on his face.
Second Elder of the golden eagle tribe, from the north of Xinjiang.
"You...little bastard! What did you do to me?"
Shi Beijiang is like a madman, soaring into the sky in an imposing manner of Nine Tribulations, trying to oppress Chen by this. Xinglie.
"Oh? This trash is your son? That's sorry, and I will abolish him."
Chen Xinglie looked at Shi Beijiang playfully, and even had kung fu fingering .
He wanted to see if this person dared to make a move. If he hits a small one out of the old, he doesn't mind letting the Golden Eagle tribe lose a powerhouse in the Nine Tribulations Realm.
The system has just reminded him that the hidden task is complete.
In other words, he can now kill with confidence, without worrying about the boss point.
After hearing Chen Xinglie's words, Shi Beijiang was a little relieved, as long as he didn't die, he would still have a chance.
At this moment, many people appeared around Chen Xinglie. The people of the Golden Eagle tribe looked at him fiercely one by one, seeming to have some deep hatred.
Barbarian Race is like this. For the tribe, everyone is a family member. Chen Xinglie's re-strike against the teacher is tantamount to swinging a knife at their golden eagle tribe.
Vividly and thoroughly demonstrated by the cohesion of the barbarians.
Feeling the killing intent from all directions, Chen Xinglie is not afraid, but he no longer intends to shoot. These all are clansman from Feiyu.
The necessary face still has to be given.
But... if the teacher in Beijiang was courting death, no one can blame him.
Beside him, there is no tongue and the others appear out of thin air.
Tongueless, Shang Qingkong, Gu Huu Meimei, even Li Azure Lotus and Ling Xiuxiu are here, and A Chou clings to Chen Xinglie tightly, looking all around with his big eyes, seeming to be right in front of him This scene is very curious.
Chen Xinglie frowned, "How did you bring the little fellow?" He looked towards Tongueless, and then turned towards Ling Xiuxiu.
The tongueless imposing manner shrank slightly, but there was no explanation. Protecting the master is his greatest mission, although the master may not need his protection.
With such an attitude of tonguelessness, Chen Xinglie has nothing to say and can't scold him. After all, the old Court Eunuch showed his absolute sincerity with his every move.
"Xiaoqing, you take A Chou back first."
"A Chou, listen to what the big brother said, go back first, the big brother will be back soon." He stroked A Chou's Head, whispered softly.
"Big brother, are these all the bad guys?"
"Of course not all, but the old fart here is the bad guy."
, Chen Xinglie took a finger at Shi Beijiang, who was standing in the air.
The latter's mouth twitched, his gaze looking towards Chen Xinglie was full of murderous intent, but he did not dare to move.
Because the tongueless and the others have not restrained aura since they appeared.
He can feel that the three people around Chen Xinglie are all Earth Immortal!