Chapter 1645

"I heard that his cultivation was only the second round of a small month."

"What's the matter, duel, regardless of high and low accomplishments!"

"Ha ha, that makes sense. I want to compete with him, too."

"Well, you can only compete one-on-one? It's not fair to take turns! "

"What's fair with him? Does he deserve it? "

"Also, count me!"

"Count me in!"

……

"OK, how many people want to compete? Write it down. Let's join hands in the afternoon!"

A group of old people wrote down their names in the challenge book one after another. After a while, twenty names were written.

"Hey, hey, who will deliver it in the afternoon?"

"Give it to me. I'll come first. This Xia surname will give him some color first!"

A dark faced middle-aged man, holding the challenge book, with dark eyebrows jumping obliquely: "brothers, wait for my good news!"

He waved to the old people in front of him.

They stood up one after another, but their expression was particularly strange, and their emotions such as consternation and disbelief were mixed in their eyes.

"What's the matter? It's not so polite to see you off? " The dark middle-aged man was stunned and asked in surprise, "I'm just looking for Xia. It's no big deal."

However, they retreated and retreated one after another, and the look on their faces began to gush out of fear.

"Hey, you're interesting. How can it be as agreed?" The dark middle-aged laughed.

Until this time, an old man finally retreated and pointed to the dark middle-aged behind him: "you... Behind!"

"Back? What's the matter behind me? Is there a ghost? You all look like dead fathers? " The dark middle-aged just observed that their expressions were particularly strange.

As he spoke, the dark middle-aged turned back.

At a glance, his heart jumped suddenly and almost jumped out of his throat!

Three feet behind him, a young man in a pale green robe stood like a javelin. The other party stood with his hands behind him, stepped on a blood sword under his feet, and stared at them coldly.

The dark middle-aged seemed to have been electrocuted and swallowed a spittle: "Xia... Xia Qingchen?"

It was Xia Qingchen who answered him and kicked him!

His accomplishments on the surface are three rounds of the small moon, but his body has long reached the level comparable to the middle moon.

One foot down, unprepared little moon realm, enough to be kicked to death.

The dark middle-aged cultivation has only four rounds of small moon. How can you bear this blow?

With a dull noise, the dark middle-aged man turned into a black remnant and flew back.

Bang bang——

The remnant shadow crashed and destroyed seven or eight houses in succession, and finally stopped in a piece of ruins.

When they looked back, the dark middle-aged fell into the ruins, panting weakly, all their bones were shattered, and many broken bone spines pierced their bodies, revealing themselves with blood and visceral fragments.

The scene was particularly miserable!

WOW——

Xia Qingchen held out his hand and grabbed the challenge book that the dark middle-aged man took off and flew. He spread it out with light wind and clouds. After glancing at it, he said: "challenge me, right? Good! "

"Who comes first."

When he asked this casually, he was so frightened that the people present were like seeing a ghost. He turned and ran away.

Can we not escape?

Xia Qingchen almost kicked those of them with good cultivation skills to death!

"I... I heard that he once crushed emperor Guiyi on Linlang island and almost killed him! The strength of emperor Guiyi should be close to the middle moon at that time! "

"Sleeping trough! What the fuck are you talking about now? "

"I have heard of this legend. It seems that even the leader of Linlang island was suppressed by him at that time!"

"Hiss! I'll go to malgobi! Why didn't you say it earlier? "

"I also heard that he almost killed Siyuan morni with his sword array!!!"

"Shit! Another one I already knew! I greet your ancestors for eighteen generations! "

……

While running away, the old people were frightened and scolded several "things that don't report!"

"We all thought it was a legend!"

"Yes, who will believe it!"

The old people are always arrogant and don't look at anyone. This can be seen from the old people slapping Huang's house owner.

How can they believe that a hairy boy has the strength of the mid month?

Now I see it with my own eyes and finally believe it!

They were all frightened to think that they would challenge the existence of a nearly middle moon.

Xia Qingchen carried the book of war and smiled: "OK! I fight! "

Hearing this, the faces of the tomb guards who were running away changed.

"Shit! Xia, really! "

"Brothers, separate and run!"

"Go and tell the elders to save the field!"

Xia Qingchen smiled coldly and caught up with the three or four people in front. Jiying came forward. A huge palm print formed by the divine power of the evil Buddha photographed the four people flying hundreds of feet away and in a tragic coma.

Then the body method soared and caught up with five old people in the other direction. With a sword sweep, the strong sword Qi fluctuated and stunned all the people.

Everywhere the summer light dust goes, it turns over.

The small town is a temporary residential area built by the old people to spy information. It is very narrow.

How can such a movement not attract people's attention?

When all the people were turned over by Xia Qingchen, an elder finally hurried to the scene.

He led a group of old people to the scene in anger. Xia Qingchen stepped on an old man's chest and made him vomit blood and faint.

"Summer! Light! Dust! How dare you commit murder in the barracks! " The elder came at a gallop with crutches.

Xia Qingchen disagreed. With a hook on his toes, he kicked the old man on the ground, then clapped his hands, took out the challenge book slowly, shook and said, "don't talk nonsense. I can't afford this basin of dirty water."

"We are fighting! Don't believe yourself! "

He threw the challenge book into the hands of the elder.

When the latter unfolds, the content and signature of the challenge above are clear and unambiguous.

"They challenge and I challenge. This is a friendly exchange of views between them. I don't dare to shout and commit murder. Otherwise, I'll sue you for a crime of slander!" Summer light dust road.

Compete with your sister!

A martial artist who was not yet unconscious said wrongfully, "he came before we had the afternoon. What kind of competition is this? It's obviously provocation!"

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They are fighting with Xia Qingchen, and Xia Qingchen is provoking them?

Xia Qingchen said lightly, "the war is in my hand, isn't it still the war? Black and white words can't be erased with your mouth. "

The martial artist vomited blood in anger and said, "but your move will kill people. What kind of friendly competition is this? You are malicious revenge! "

Xia Qingchen innocently spread his hand: "then excuse me, whose life did I want?"

The martial artist turned his head and looked. Although all his companions were in a coma, there was still air in and out of his mouth. He should have been seriously injured and was in a coma.

"You are unreasonable!" The warrior stood up and accused.