Chapter 532: The Natural Nemesis

"That...that's the direction His Highness is escaping!"

The driver was startled, and there was a flash of silver light under his feet, and he was about to rush towards the majestic place. However, Bai Chen took the lead and directly blocked his way.

Seeing this, the driver was furious: "Get out of my way, I don't have time to accompany you now!"

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry too, so let's do it quickly!"

Bai Chen held the Fengshen Sword, and with a flash of light, he fiercely attacked the coachman.

Using swords against fans, close combat can give you an absolute advantage, which is why Bai Chen is so eager to attack.

The two fought fiercely all the way, swords flashing and shadows slapping each other, but because of the anxiety in his heart, the coachman's movements were obviously a little messy. He was obviously much higher than Bai Chen in level, but he didn't get any advantage during the fight.

"Get out of my way!"

Being entangled so closely, the coachman finally shouted loudly and flew the folding fan in his hand outwards, going around a semicircle and slashing straight into Bai Chen's back.

Feeling the sharp force coming from behind, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Explosive step!"

Whoosh!

With the strange steps, his figure seemed to teleport, and he happened to avoid the folding fan, and he followed the coachman in a mad pursuit, stabbing out thousands of sword shadows.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Holding the folding fan that flew back, they resisted all the way, and thousands of sparks shot out. The two figures hit the ground from the forest, and then entangled themselves in the low-lying quagmire. No one showed any signs of defeat.

Bai Chen made it clear that he wanted to use the length of the sword to fight him to the end. Moreover, he had just taken the fifth-grade elixir, and it would take some time for the spiritual energy in his body to recover.

The two of them had been trembling for a long time. The coachman was helpless when faced with this guy who was as slippery as a loach. The worry in his heart about Prince Chen Xun made him even more impatient.

"Zhuang Die Xiao Meng - Hua Wu!"

The coachman who was retreating all the way suddenly turned the folding fan in his hand. Under a wave of pink air, a pink petal suddenly fell from the sky.

Bai Chen, who continued to pursue, glanced at the floating petals casually, and couldn't help but think of Hua Dounan. The spiritual skills used by that guy were also in this state.

However, although the coachman's strength was far superior to that of Hua Dounan, the flower petal illusion formation formed by Zhuang Diexiaomeng was an illusion rather than a real spiritual skill.

The phantom formation obviously has more advantages over ordinary people, but it's a pity...

In the dark red eyes, those petals gradually became clear in his sight. Even the form of spiritual power hidden on each petal, as well as the hidden formation eyes surrounded by all the petals, all appeared clearly in Bai Chen's gaze. in sight.

With a curl of the corner of his mouth, Bai Chen's forward figure suddenly stopped, and he stabbed a petal diagonally behind him with his sword. A strong wind blew past, and the petal shattered instantly. In an instant, the entire flower array collapsed. It became a piece of powder.

"How can this be!"

The coachman looked at the black-robed young man standing calmly in front of him in shock, and his expression was a little dazed for a moment.

"How about it, you didn't expect that, as a person in the Samsara Realm, you can't do anything to me, a kid in the Qiankun Realm!"

A trace of ridicule appeared on Bai Chen's face, as if the Emperor of Heaven had descended. He exuded an air of arrogance and disdain for the world. Under his contemptuous eyes, there was indescribable arrogance.

"Huh, it was just a coincidence. What are you so crazy about!"

The coachman was obviously completely irritated by Bai Chen's frivolous look. He completely lost his bearings and actually raised the folding fan and used the same trick again.

"Zhuang Die Xiao Meng - Hua Wu!"

As soon as the folding fan flapped, countless pink petals fell from the sky again. Once a person in the phantom formation acted rashly, they would be affected by the phantom formation and completely lose their way, and they would not even be able to see the figure of the coachman.

However, it was such a terrifying illusory formation, but Bai Chen snorted with disdain and stabbed a certain petal in front of him with his sword.

puff!

This time, the flower array's formation eyes were hit hard again. When all the petals collapsed into a piece of dust, the driver was also hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After two staggering steps, the coachman raised his horrified eyes again: "This is impossible. Huawu can instantly turn into thousands of petals, but among them there is only one petal. How did you find out... of……"

The coachman, who was full of doubts, suddenly stared closely at Bai Chen's pair of calm and deep red eyes, and hesitated: "Could it be said that it is those eyes of inheritance?!"

"Alas! One by one, they all say that this is the Eye of Inheritance. You are really annoying." Bai Chen scratched his head helplessly, holding the Fengshen Sword slowly across the front of him, following his fingertips. Then, the sword body of the Wind God Sword instantly emitted infinite dazzling light.

"whispering sound!"

Seeing Bai Chen's inexplicable sword intention, the coachman spat disdainfully, completely ignoring the sword intention.

Although Bai Chen's eyes are Zhuang Diexiaomeng's natural nemesis, but even so, the coachman is still a strong man in the reincarnation realm, so how could he be surprised by the inexplicable momentum of the sword.

Slowly closing the folding fan, the coachman put his hands together impatiently: "Even without Zhuang Die Xiaomeng, you are still no match for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand seals were quickly closed, and water pillars swirled up from his feet like water dragons. These water dragons did not look grand, but the spiritual pressure faintly coming from them completely suppressed Bai Chen. breath.

"Ant should behave like an ant! The blue dragon is in the abyss!"

The coachman gave a cold shout, and several water dragons raised their heads instantly, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure and creating a large area of ​​coolness in the night sky.

This extraordinary fluctuation of spiritual energy, and the aftermath of the water ripples it produced, caused the surrounding sea of ​​trees to be chopped into pieces in an instant. It is conceivable that if these water dragons collided together, what would happen What a terrifying destructive power it produces.

However, just when the coachman took out his natal spiritual skill, Bai Chen in front of him held the Wind God Sword horizontally and nodded approvingly: "Uncle, what you said is good, you ant, it really should be a bit embarrassing! "

Phew!

Following Bai Chen's secret thought, the Wind God Sword, which was still emitting thousands of white lights, suddenly ignited a strange black flame under the violent trembling cry.

The appearance of this strange black flame caused the temperature between the two of them to rise sharply at an incomprehensible speed. The water dragon next to the coachman had a faint tendency to evaporate after encountering the breath of this black flame. .

Feeling that the power of his "Blue Dragon in the Abyss" was reduced by nearly half in an instant, at this moment, the coachman was finally shocked. When he looked at the young man with red eyes and black robes in front of him, he showed a look of pity that was almost like begging: " Not only do you defeat me with your eyes, but you also defeat me with flames?!"

"Sorry, sir, my life is too hard. Everything in the world can be defeated, let alone you, a mere horseman driving a carriage!"