Chapter 411

"Who will come first?" Chen xulu looked at the other people on the scene and laughed: "I think xiaodouzi should be very interested in this boy, otherwise... You come first?"

"Don't call me a nickname!"

The swordsman angrily pulled out his long sword and instantly put it on Chen xulu's neck. The cold Sabre air had the feeling of cutting his skin.

With this skill alone, Wu Chen has been shocked - he didn't even see when the swordsman pulled the knife! It may be a moment, it may be shorter, it's not clear at all.

"Yes. As long as you kill this boy and save us a few troubles, we will not call you by your nickname any more. "

Wu Chen nervously looked at the changing expression on the swordsman's face and swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously. If you really fight with this guy, you don't have any bottom in your heart. It's easy to be crushed unilaterally by him!

And this swordsman gives him the first feeling - he is definitely the kind of guy who can seal his throat with a knife.

At this time, the blood devil in the blood drinking knife suddenly made a voice and said to him in his heart, "Wu Chen, if you can shorten the time limit for two years, I can use my own strength by you."

After hearing this voice, Wu Chen was overjoyed: "is what you said true? Do you really have a way to deal with these guys? "

"I'm strong enough to compete with these guys now, but you have to use your own skills to win. If it is in the power to pull a state of the situation, but also by people with skills to instant kill, you really do not have to live

Wu Chen thought about the conditions of the blood devil. What they said was to let him dispatch the blood devil for ten years to be his own spirit. Even if it's reduced for two years, it's nothing. After all, with the speed of self-cultivation now, you may not use the Shangyin blood knife again eight years later!

"Yes, I promise you."

Blood devil still knows Wu Chen's character. Compared with other people, he is more able to keep his promise. Simply, he didn't have any hesitation at all. He began to pour His strength into Wu Chen's body!

Wu Chen instantly felt a kind of unprecedented power full of his four limbs, but there were a lot of negative emotions in that power, which affected Wu Chen's mind.

However, this kind of emotion was soon suppressed by Wu Chen. For the moment, the spiritual power can still control the outbreak of emotion, and it also benefits from the strengthening of his mental state of cultivation recently, so that he can not be affected by it.

When he raised his head, the psychic eye opened instantly. At this time, he found that the swordsman didn't know when he touched his eyes, and he waved a fierce knife at his chest!

This kind of sabre technique is similar to Wu Chen's, at least different from others in style. On the contrary, it burns like a raging fire, making people unable to resist this kind of power.

Both are overbearing styles, so when they hit each other for the first time, they know each other's real level.

The swordsman looks at Wu Chen in shock, and finds that the boy can even force himself to do the next thing. What's more frightening is that his speed, which has surpassed that of human beings and most of the practitioners, has no effect at all in front of Wu Chen!

This person has grown up to the same level as himself! You know, more than a month ago, he was a little guy who almost died under Lou Qianyu's hands. Now he has become so terrible?

Wu Chen felt the vigorous and violent power in his body, and his mouth turned slightly up. With the continuous improvement of his attack speed, he was able to find some rhythm in this state, and even felt that fighting had become a kind of enjoyment!

Is this the power I've been longing for?

Wu Chen suddenly closed his eyes, the next moment, nine coagulated solid blood figure already appeared in his side. They are like nine loyal servants, waving evil swords against the world, attacking the swordsman crazily.

At that moment, maybe one or ten people were attacking the swordsman. Although we can find Wu Chen's noumenon, every part of him is extremely powerful, and it is not the general magic——

Every "Wu Chen" really exists in this time and space!

Spirit power incarnation!

Everyone on the scene has seen what's happening now. He looks at Wu Chen in surprise and doesn't believe that this boy can have such terrible power.

Soon, the swordsman was a little overwhelmed. After all, he was able to withstand the high-intensity fighting. Because they all have that kind of violent and domineering style, but now Wu Chen uses tianxie nine swords. The swordsman can't adapt to the changeable tactics.

In addition, Wu Chen's strength is now with the help of the blood devil. He has the same strength as the swordsman. How can he not beat him?

Wu Chen's knife speed is soaring. Because of the strengthening of this strength, his muscles are becoming stronger and stronger. During this period of time, he is in good condition and can do any difficult movements.

Even, Wu Chen even took the initiative to attack, sliding forward, a knife to the swordsman!

Meanwhile, the incarnation of Dao Qi around him all attacked him. Gradually, all of them merged into one. In a moment, they burst out with endless explosive force. The unstoppable Dao Qi was irresistible.

"Get the hell out of here!"

The swordsman roared angrily, his muscles burst, instantly burst all the clothes on his body, and became some fragments hanging around the muscles of his upper body.

And the knife in his hand also waved to Wu Chen——

Even if Wu Chen could defeat him, he would hurt the enemy a thousand and lose eight hundred!

As long as you let this kid run out of power, he has absolutely no way to stop other guys from attacking. As long as he died, he could get what Ouyang's family promised him, even if he was hurt, so what?

However, he did not expect that Wu Chen's knife came down at all. The knife he had been proud of had cracks!

What is this boy's knife?

At that moment, everything in front of him seemed to become slower and slower, and the blood red knife was his whole world

"Click!"

His knife, broken?

The swordsman looked at the blade that had fallen into his clavicle in disbelief, stretched out his finger, and said in horror, "why... You, you are the magician?"