Chapter 1013

This young man from the ghost race was determined to take revenge, seeing this, Xiao Chen naturally agreed.

In fact, Xiao Chen didn't take this ghost youth's life-and-death battle seriously, because he wouldn't put Xiao Chen in any danger.

He nodded and agreed. Seeing this, a terrifying aura erupted from the ghost youth, and the murderous intent in his eyes reached an extreme at this moment.

It's just that, in the face of this terrifying aura sweeping across, Xiao Chen stood still like a mountain, unaffected at all.

No one thought that such a thing would happen, a holy son of a holy sect would dare to challenge a holy son of a sub-sage sect, this is indeed unexpected .

However, for such a development, apart from being surprised, everyone present was more excited, and they were all faintly excited.

This holy palace is inherently mysterious, but as the holy son of the holy palace, it is naturally even more mysterious. Therefore, many young talents present want to see it. Just how strong is the Holy Son of the Zongmen Sacred Palace.

Whether the holy son of the Holy Palace is as powerful as the holy son of the old sub-sage sect like Taishenzong, and whether they have reached the same level of existence, this is what everyone is curious about.

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Of course, no one thinks that Xiao Chen will lose, after all, he can become the holy son of the sub-sage sect, Naturally, it can't be a vase, and strength must be there.

What everyone really cares about is how strong Xiao Chen is, what level he has reached, and how different he is from the holy sons of the old sub-sage sects like Taishenzong.

I hope that this holy son of the ghost clan can test Xiao Chen's strength, this is what everyone is looking forward to the most.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, on the competition stage, this saint son of the ghost race took the lead, and he didn't hold back the slightest hand when he came up. With a slap of the palm, a giant bone palm made of condensed ghost energy suddenly fell from the sky, and slammed towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

"Bone Seal." With an angry shout, the palm of his hand suddenly fell.

Xiao Chen didn't have the slightest intention of dodging the attack of the saint son of the ghost clan in front of him. With a flash of the ring in his hand, the Molong sword appeared in his hand in an instant.

Standing with a sword in his hand, he looked at the bone seal of the holy son of the ghost clan as a matter of course. Seeing that the bone seal was getting closer and closer, and was about to hit Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, who had never moved, It was finally time to make a move, a sword was slashed out, the blade edged across, and collided fiercely with the giant bone palm.

There was no evasion, no defense, and he didn't even move his feet too much. He just saw it casually, but what everyone didn't expect was that after the giant white bone palm collided with Xiao Chen's sword edge, it was very fast. Soon it broke apart.

At a glance, he defeated the all-out attack of the ghost son, and then, without stopping, Xiao Chen slashed out with his sword again. Okay, but it's too late to retreat at this time, so I can only defend with all my strength.

The second thing fell, and the saint son of the ghost clan was directly blasted out, and a large mouthful of blood was spit out from his mouth, obviously he was severely injured.

One sword broke the bone seal, and one sword severely injured the ghost son. Regarding this, Xiao Chen said to himself indifferently, "It seems that I still have a little high opinion of you."

For this Holy Son of the Ghost Clan, Xiao Chen did think highly of him. He blocked his first two sword strikes, but at this time, this young man from the ghost tribe couldn't even block his second sword strike.

Completely losing interest, Xiao Chen slashed out with his sword again, and with the fall of the sword, a sword intent of the small perfect level spewed out, rushing towards the holy son of the ghost clan like lightning.

Without the slightest resistance, Xiao Chen chopped off the saint son of the ghost race in the air, and his body was cut in half.

There are only three swords before and after, and the outcome has already been decided. Faced with such a result, many young talents present are a little confused.

Originally, I thought I could use this battle to see the strength of the Saint Son of the Holy Palace. Whoever arrives first, this Holy Son of the Ghost Clan, was actually beheaded by Xiao Chen's three swords.

Moreover, anyone could see that Xiao Chen's three swords were simply slashed casually, except that the last sword used sword intent, but did not use martial skills.

The victory was decided without even using the martial arts that the human race is proud of. In this way, this battle obviously has no reference value, and the strength of the Holy Son of the Holy Palace is still a mystery .

However, the more curious one is, the more shocking one is. To be able to kill a holy son of a holy sect without even using martial arts is enough to prove Xiao Chen's inscrutable Measured.

Like the others, their gazes also fell on the competition platform, looking at Xiao Chen's back, Jia Lingya said with some disappointment.

"What a waste, he can't even test his strength."

Jia Lingya also had the idea of testing Xiao Chen's strength, but it's a pity that the ghost saint The son was too useless, and he didn't test out Xiao Chen's real strength at all.

Hearing Jia Lingya's words, Ke Suo on the side took a sip of his wine without haste, and said something lightly.

"It's because you think too much, just a holy son of a holy sect wants to test the depth of the first holy son of the holy palace, isn't this a dream?"

br>Ke Suo already knew that this would be the result, trying to test out Xiao Chen's depth with just a holy son of a holy sect, this is indeed a dream, it is completely impossible.

Ke Suo had fought against Chen Ling before, and he knew that the Holy Son of the Holy Palace was definitely not a superficial one, and this could be seen from Chen Ling.

You can see the whole leopard at a glance, through Chen Ling alone, you can see that the top ten holy sons and saints of the Holy Palace are absolutely real in strength, and they must have reached the level of the holy sons of the sub-sage sect. threshold.

I was not surprised by this result. Hearing Ke Suo's words, Jia Lingya curled her lips, but she didn't say anything more. She also knew that Ke Suo was right.

While the two were talking in low voices, Xiao Chen on the competition stage looked at some other saint sons of the ghost clan present, and shouted softly.

"Is there anyone else who wants to avenge the Heavenly Ghost Sect? If so, we can come up together."

As soon as Xiao Chen said this, the other saint sons of the ghost race present Everyone was silent.

Revenge for the Heavenly Ghost Sect? Just kidding, everyone knows at this time that the holy son of the holy palace is probably at the same level as the holy son of Taishenzong. At this time, whoever dares to avenge the Tianguizong is simply looking for death.

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