Chapter 498
Chen Xinglie will naturally not let this person off.
This should have been a dead man, and it is not too late to die now.
Demonic Will has fallen, and everyone around him is treated as if he hasn’t seen it. It seems that Chen Xinglie is dealing with a piece of air.
Although there is no expression on their faces, only they know what they think.
But obviously, it will not be too calm.
Only relying on sword qi to be released, you can directly kill an Earth Immortal who is not too weak.
How many people in this world can do it?
Besides, even if someone can do it, who knows how much sword qi Chen Xinglie has used?
Maybe half, maybe 30%, maybe less than 10%.
At this moment, some talents came out of the surprise brought to them by Lian Xianchi.
Although Lian Xianchi is good, you still have to live to enjoy it.
If you die here today, what if the Refining Immortal Pond can make people soar in daylight?
But at this time, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.
Chen Xinglie answered.
At the location where Golden Winged Great Peng Demonic Will fell, a light blue and white streamer appeared, carrying an extremely pure energy, just a little bit away, Let people rush to relaxed and joyful.
"This...this is a drop of refining fairy pond water!"
As soon as this statement was made, a stone stirred up waves.
In an instant, several palms came in and wanted to take it away directly.
All of these shots are people who are extremely confident in themselves, but the madness in their eyes means that their state at the moment is crazy.
There is no reason at all.
This is the charm of Lian Xianchi.
Every time the immortal pond appears, it represents not only the hope and vitality of Martial Dao Road, but also the boundless killing and blood.
Lian Xianchi is just this big, with a limited number of people, impossible and everything.
So there is contention, there is killing.
It is conceivable that after the news that Lian Xianchi is about to appear, countless lives will disappear somewhere on the border between Northern Xinjiang and Monster Race.
Forever turned into a loess.
But at this brief moment, the Barbarian King, who had been standing behind Chen Xinglie and not moving, took the shot.
He drew a long spear, and the spear head pierced out.
Where the gun head passed, the void made a rustling sound, which was the sound of breaking through the sky left by extreme speed.
Next moment, dozens of palms were pierced by the long spear. These people simply have no power to fight back against the barbarian king.
At this moment, they were injured by the Barbarian King, and the people who had lost their minds suddenly roared and wanted to attack the Barbarian King.
But where does the latter give them this opportunity?
The breath of the Earth Immortal Peak powerhouse burst out without any concealment, oppressing those who shot it.
At the moment when they came into contact with this terrifying aura, many people's eyes were a little dazed, and then they recovered.
After they remembered everything that happened before, their complexion greatly changed!
They... actually attacked the Barbarian King?
It's really a long life.
Although the Barbarian King is just a symbol in the Barbarian Race, it is also the most powerhouse on the surface after all, a person who stands at the top of this world.
Maybe his true strength is not as good as Shang Qingkong or the Monster Emperor, but apart from a few people, no one is qualified to question the strength of the Barbarian King.
Regardless of identity, he is the best powerhouse in the world.
Fortunately, the Barbarian King didn't want to kill him in front of Chen Xinglie. Even after seeing those people recovered, he directly knocked down the strong wind and shot them, and bounced those people into serious injuries.
Xuan even received the pressure.
He has a sense of measure, he can hurt him, he can't recover for a while, and he can't hurt his life. This is the experience of many years.
Chen Xinglie is satisfied. He knows that all this is what the Barbarian King did for him, but no matter what, he is very useful.
Looking at the eager gaze around one after another, Chen Xinglie admired that the attractiveness of Refining Immortal Pond Water is not small even in the upper realm, and it can even be regarded as a top treasure.
It's just that the other person in front of you is destined to not take it away, it can only be his.
Speaking, Chen Xinglie used Telekinesis, and the streamer of light blue lased directly at him.
But at this moment, the mutation protrudes!
I saw a scarlet red light moved towards Chen Xinglie's direction lashing out.
The speed of this thing is so fast that people can't really see it.
Only a few people, such as Chen Xinglie and Barbarian King, could see that under the scarlet rays of light, there was a Flying Sword.
Chen Xinglie is slightly surprised that there is actually a cultivation Sword Controlling Art in Barbarian Race?
The sword guarded by this Sword Controlling Art is not an ordinary three-foot or five-foot long sword, but a short sword in particular.
The length of the short sword plus the hilt is much longer than the dagger, but it is also much shorter than the long sword.
And this kind of dagger is generally made from extremely precious ore, usually tenacious.
However, this thing is not very common even in places where Martial Dao Road is more prosperous than Barbarian Race. One is because Sword Controlling Art is not the mainstream of the moment, and the other is because it is difficult to find short productions. The material of the sword.
Furthermore, this dagger is generally a complete set. The appearance of one handle means that there will be many handles at any time.
Sure enough, when Chen Xinglie was in a trance, five more bloody rays of light moved towards him, with a strong killing intent, as if he wanted to put him to death. .
As soon as he saw the sword, the Barbarian King complexion changed and looked towards somewhere aside, "Blood Spirit! You dare!"
With a stern cry, the Barbarian King directly faced the void With one kick, one of the daggers was forcibly shaken off.
But it was just a handle, he didn't have time to kick all the short swords out.
Immediately, he looked towards a blood robed old man in sight.
This person is obviously Barbarian Race, but the scarlet robe on his body looks like a Taoist costume.
Blood Lingzi is naturally the master of those daggers.
This person is completely in madness, and there seems to be a voice guiding him in the dark.
"Kill Chen Xinglie and seize the water in the Immortal Pool."
As time passed, he couldn't keep his mind sober.
Blood Spirit has also survived the Earth Immortal of 5-Layer Thunder Tribulation, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
But even so, it is still driven crazy by the water from the Immortal Pond.
"Blood Lingzi, you are courting death!"
The Barbarian King and several other elders around him took action to deal with the Blood Lingzi.
The attitude of the Barbarian King is naturally needless to say, of course it is on Chen Xinglie's side.
Others followed the Barbarian King, just because they didn't want Chen Xinglie to uproot Frost City in a rage.
However, none of them expected that Blood Spirit had a grin at this juncture, and four Flying Swords suddenly appeared in front of them.
Ten handles in total.
This set of Flying Swords was made by him exhausting half of his life to search for materials. Generally speaking, only one handle was used. At most six were used at the same time. No more.
Because of his opponent, no one can stop the six-handed Flying Sword.
Not to mention there are four left.
Even people who are very close to him don't know that he has a dozen Flying Swords.
However, he was out of luck.
I met Chen Xinglie today.
"act recklessly!"
A word intent burst out.
The Major Perfection used by him in "Void Condensation Sword Art" can be released with only thoughts move.
At the same time, all the ten Flying Swords present stopped moving, and they were suspended in this quietly, seeming to have encountered some kind of resistance.
The ten short swords suddenly began to tremble, and at this moment they were completely out of the control of the blood spirit.
The latter just felt that the connection between himself and the short sword suddenly broke.