Chapter 147: The Deal Behind

The cold wind, holding the snowflakes like a knife, slashed on Xiao Chen's face.

Pfft!

A piercing murderous intent locked Xiao Chen, and a dazzling ice line shot out from the giant mouth of the ice monkey. The ice line was condensed to the extreme, only as small as a needle.

Xiao Chen felt a threat of death, and immediately wanted to sacrifice the Donghuang Bell, but when he thought of his previous concerns, he did not sacrifice it.

Thunder Shield!

The electric light flickered around Xiao Chen, and the gold-shaped thunderbolt wrapped Xiao Chen, but the ice thread the size of a needle and thread shot directly through the Thunder Aegis, leaving a small hole that was invisible to the naked eye.

The Thunder Aegis slowly dissipated, and a strand of blood spurted out from Xiao Chen's chest. Xiao Chen looked at the wound strangely. The ice line was so small that he didn't even feel pain when it passed through his body.

The wound on the chest was extremely small, but the blood that flowed out was like a faucet, spurting out.

Xiao Chen's face was pale, and with a plop, the Moon Shadow Blade supported his body and knelt on the ground on one knee. He took out a blood-boosting pill with his left hand, swallowed it instantly, then took out another blood-boosting pill, crushed it, and applied it to the wound.

But Bailing's blood-boosting pills had no effect this time. When he got the wound on his chest, there was a chill that kept lingering around, hindering the flesh and blood that wanted to get together.

The ice ape shot out this ice line, as if sending out all his strength, and rested in place for a long time. Only then did he regain his strength, landed on all fours, leaped into the air, and flew towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's pale face showed a hint of determination, and a golden wooden sculpture was thrown out. The golden lion king appeared out of thin air, and the mountain-like body directly stepped on the ice monkey on the ground.

The sturdy forelimbs of the golden lion king ruthlessly stepped on the huge ice ape under his feet, constantly twisting and twisting, and after a while, the ice ape finally stopped struggling.

Xiao Chen poked out a ray of consciousness and felt that the Ice Ape was indeed dead, so he breathed a sigh of relief. The wound on the chest is still slowly bleeding, and the blood-tonifying pill is slightly relieved, not as turbulent as before.

After tearing off a piece of cloth, Xiao Chen wrapped the wound and came to the side of Ice Ape.

Looking at the scarred ice ape, he took out a sharp short knife and cut open its body from the side, and found that its internal organs had been damaged very badly, and there were still streaks of lightning.

"It seems that the dozen or so third-order thunder attribute talismans are the fatal reasons for killing it." Xiao Chen said lightly, and then took out the top-grade ice-type inner core.

At this moment, in the air, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a dazzling sword energy shot towards it.

Xiao Chen calmly put the inner core into the Qiankun ring, smiled faintly in his heart, and finally couldn't help but take action.

In the past, although the Divine Sense had been fired many times, no one was found to be following him, but Xiao Chen kept an eye on it, knowing that there was definitely a follower behind him.

Therefore, even at the most critical moment in the battle against Ice Ape, there were some ultimate moves that were not used. If it wasn't for the final critical situation, the Golden Lion King would never have used it.

when!

The Eastern Emperor Bell chimed softly and flew out of Xiao Chen's body, floating on top of his head, wisps of mysterious yellow energy falling from the top of his head. The sword qi that flew behind him was blocked directly by the qi of Xuanhuang and disappeared into nothingness.

Lightly tapping his toes, Xiao Chen stood on the top of the golden lion king's head, quietly looking at the person who came. An old man walked out slowly.

It was the Wu Zun called by the master of the Zhang family. His name was Chang Cun, and he was the first guest of the Zhang family in Yunyang City.

After a martial artist has reached the level of Wu Zun, each time a small realm is raised, the strength of the warrior will increase exponentially, and a middle-grade Wu Zun can withstand ten low-grade Wu Zun.

Chang Cun looked at the Eastern Emperor Bell above Xiao Chen's head, and then looked at the huge golden lion king under his feet, with a cautious expression. He followed along, and the young man in front of him surprised him too much.

If it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated a martial skill that concealed his breath, he would have discovered it several times. Seeing that he sacrificed the Golden Lion King, he was already very surprised, but he didn't expect to sacrifice a powerful defensive secret treasure now.

"Is this your confidence?"

His voice was light, but incomparably clear, standing quietly on the spot, with a monstrous aura. It spread out involuntarily, so that Xiao Chen didn't dare to be careless even if he had the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Golden Lion King.

Whoosh!

In terms of momentum, Xiao Chen has an absolute disadvantage and does not want to entangle with him. With a move in his heart, the Golden Lion King spit out a golden flame, flying towards Chang Cun.

laugh! A sword qi swept across, and the golden flame was directly cut into two halves and flew towards both sides. Brush, the figure flashed, and it always existed like a ghost. It flew to Xiao Chen's side, the sword light flashed, and the long sword had appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

when!

Another wisp of mysterious yellow aura slid from the Eastern Emperor Bell like a glass of glass. Before Xiao Chen had time to react, he automatically blocked the sword.

Dang, dang, dang, in the blink of an eye, Chang Cun swung out hundreds of swords, reaching the peak of his speed, but every time he was blocked by the mysterious yellow aura that fell from the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The Eastern Emperor Bell deserves to be the strongest defense secret treasure of the human race. Even if the Dao pattern is completely broken, it still has such power. Xiao Chen showed a calm look on his face and snorted softly.

clang clang!

The Eastern Emperor Bell rang a long time, the faint sound of the bell rang, and a ripple swayed around, and Chang Cun bore the brunt of it, and was immediately knocked out.

When the bell was released, Xiao Chen felt dizzy and terrified. He quickly stopped the bell and continued to ring. After all, the incomplete treasure could not be used in good condition.

Controlling the Golden Lion King, he leaped in the air, the ground shook, and the hill-like body was pressing towards Chang Cun.

Chang Cun's figure turned sharply, and he quickly changed his figure in Kuaizhong. While dodging the attack, one after another of dazzling sword qi kept shooting towards Xiao Chen.

But Xiao Chen, who has the Eastern Emperor Bell, is basically invincible, and his mysterious and yellow aura falls from the top of his head, blocking all attacks from the outside.

Break the mountain!

Chang Cun suddenly shouted, the light above the sword body was restrained, the ground-level martial arts, the peak strike, stabbed the black and yellow aura fiercely.

The ground-level martial arts used by the mid-rank Wu Zun were much more powerful than Xiao Chen's dragon catcher, and all the attacks were a little more urgent.

There was a wave in the air of Xuanhuang, and a huge force came. Xiao Chen took a few steps back on the back of the Golden Lion King before standing firm.

Xiao Chen was startled, the fire flashed in his right eye, and a purple torrent was facing it, constantly spewing out, the flame formed a vortex and kept spinning.

Chang Cun opened his hands, his body retreated sharply, and in a blink of an eye, he avoided the spinning Zi Lei Zhen Huo and slowly fell to the ground.

Controlling the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Golden Lion King at the same time, Xiao Chen lifted the vitality in his body, like a dam opening a gate, and let it go out desperately, and he couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.

brush! At this moment, the Donghuang Bell above his head, for some reason, swayed, turned into a small bronze bell again, and fell into Xiao Chen's hands.

What's going on, Xiao Chen was dumbfounded. It was already repaired, but the Dao pattern was not completed, and my mark was also stamped. How could it suddenly be unusable?

There was a ray of light in Chang Cun's eyes, and the figure moved again, the sword light lifted into the sky, and slashed down at Xiao Chen.

The situation was critical, and there was no time to think about it. Xiao Chen retracted his thoughts, and a thunderstorm sounded in the sky. The technique of rushing to the thunder and drawing the sword was unfolded.

boom!

Xiao Chen's body was directly slashed out, and fell heavily to the ground, rolling back and forth continuously, the wound on his chest exploded again, and the pain was incomparable.

It seems that there is no chance. The low-grade martial artist challenged the middle-grade Wu Zun, which is an act of courting death. Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground, smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought that relying on the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Golden Lion King, there might be a chance.

After the real battle, I realized that it was a big mistake. The speed and strength of the opponent was too much, and the Golden Lion King simply met the opponent, so the opponent was already invincible.

However, knowing that someone is following him, this goal can be considered achieved, Xiao Chen thought lightly in his heart, this person does not have the waist card of Daocheng.

The most important thing is that this person is a swordsman, which means that this person is not sent by Ge Yunbin, at least not the worst result.

"violent!"

Xiao Chen issued an order in his heart, the golden lion king on the ground immediately exuded endless ill-will, and the speed increased a lot, entangling Chang Cun and preventing him from chasing Xiao Chen.

The art of falling thunder!

Xiao Chen used a lower-level spirit stone again, and his vitality was immediately full.

The power of this thunderbolt technique can be almost ignored by the middle-rank Wu Zun, but it is inevitable to hit the body, causing some pain. He is being entangled by the raging Golden Lion King at the moment.

He didn't have time to seriously avoid the lightning bolts, and after a while, he was struck by several lightning bolts, his skin was charred, and all the hair on his body stood up, looking extremely embarrassed.

Qiqiao, who was always angry, gave birth to smoke, but had nothing to do with Xiao Chen. At this moment, the speed of the golden lion king the size of a hill had soared.

"It's almost there, the Golden Lion King after the madness won't last long." Xiao Chen smiled lightly, a silver warship appeared, jumped gently, and left gracefully.

Before leaving, I took a deep look at the Golden Lion King, feeling a little pity in my heart. After the golden lion king rages, there is no way to use it again, and it is very difficult to find good materials.

In the knife city, Xiao Chen returned to his small courtyard, sat cross-legged, and Zi Lei Jue kept running.

The small wound on his chest never healed. There is always a cold air lingering on it. If the cold air cannot be expelled, Xiao Chen will die sooner or later because of the blood.