Back then, when he met Xiao Chen for the first time in the secret realm of Tian Yanzong, in Mo Xie's eyes, Xiao Chen at that time was just a slightly bigger ant.
Fighting alone, Mo Xie would never put Xiao Chen in his eyes at all, but in just a few short years, Xiao Chen has grown to such an extent, one-on-one, Xiao Chen is not at all inferior.
The expression on his face was extremely ugly, Xiao Chen's growth rate far exceeded Mo Xie's expectation, and compared to Mo Xie's disgusting feeling as if he had eaten flies, Xiao Chen was incomparably happy. The fighting spirit is also constantly rising.
He was once hand-picked by Xiao Sheng and other four ancestors as the first holy son of the Holy Palace. At that time, no one would know the pressure on Xiao Chen's shoulders, especially after the first contact with Mo Xie. He was able to feel the gap between himself and the other number one saints. Such a huge gap made Xiao Chen feel a sense of powerlessness involuntarily.
Faced with such pressure, Xiao Chen did not give up, but gritted his teeth and persisted, not letting go of any opportunity to improve, such as the Nine Heavens' Heaven Realm, which would definitely not be entered by anyone else, but Xiao Chen did. accepted.
That is to say, with such crazy efforts, until today, Xiao Chen finally possessed the ability and capital to compete with Mo Xie and other number one saints.
As if he wanted to completely release the pressure that had been put on him for these years, Xiao Chen slashed out with a sword, and the holy-level martial skill Jiu Luo Jian Qi was displayed, and the sword edge slid across, causing layers of ripples to appear in the space, and at the same time , Xiao Chen also shouted in a cold voice.
"Mo Xie, do you think it's still back when you were in the secret realm of the Tianyan Sect? As I said, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."
Until this moment, Xiao Chen was considered to have truly stood on the altar of the younger generation of the Northern Star Realm, a altar that only a few people were qualified to stand on.
Facing Xiao Chen's counterattack and cold drink, Mo Xie's face became extremely gloomy, and he cursed involuntarily.
"Damn, damn ants, do you think you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me like this? It's just a joke."
In just a few years, the former ants have actually reached a height enough to fight him, which made Mo Xie unacceptable for a while, and when the words fell, Mo Xie also slapped fiercely, and the ghost clan's magical powers were directly displayed, and Xiao Chen The nine Luo swords collided fiercely.
The extremely powerful attacks of the two collided fiercely, and the terrifying air waves directly blown away the surrounding warriors from both sides, and cracks appeared in the space.
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Less than a semi-holy cultivation base, but possessing the ability to shatter space, this is the terror of the Holy Son.
Both of them shot with hatred, so naturally there was no mercy, but even so, in this head-to-head encounter, neither of them could do anything to win the other.
The attacks canceled each other out, and upon seeing this, the two climbed up at the same time, fighting together again.
Xiao Chen and Mo Xie fought inextricably, while the rest of Chen Ling, Long Qing and the others were not in a good situation at this time.
At this time, Long Qing and Chen Ling faced Yan Xiang and Xing Gang respectively. As for Hao Zong, it was indeed as he said before the start of the battle that he alone monopolized the Qing Emperor and other four holy sons.
With one against four, Hao Zong seemed to be very relaxed, but Qingdi and the other four were completely suppressed and beaten by Hao Zong.
The two sides fought against each other. As the world had guessed before, although the number of saints and saints in Yegui Pavilion was smaller, their strength was much stronger than that of the saints in the palace. This was the difference in background.
Although these years, the Holy Palace has spared no effort to support Xiao Chen and other holy sons and daughters to practice with all their strength, but after all, the time is still short, and the background of the Holy Palace itself is almost non-existent, so everyone's progress is limited.
On the other hand, the six holy sons and daughters of the Night Ghost Pavilion have all been famous figures for many years, and their prestige has shocked all directions in the Northern Star Realm.
The gap between the backgrounds of the two sides is most intuitive and obvious on the Holy Son.
That is to say, during the fierce battle, after more than a hundred searches, Haozong hit Jiang Yue's chest with a palm, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Jiang Xue flew upside down. Fortunately, he was hugged by Emperor Qing, otherwise he might directly About to be seriously injured.
He injured Jiang Yue with one palm, and the battle so far has only lasted more than a hundred times, so Jiang Yue was injured.
Seeing Emperor Qing rescue Jiang Yue, Hao Zong did not continue to chase, but said lazily, "You are not my opponent, why don't you stop here, you don't understand, and I don't understand how? Anyway, I agree I got Mo Xie, and helped him restrain the four holy sons of the holy palace, and now I have done it, how about it?"
On the battlefield, Hao Zong actually said such words, Qing Emperor and the others all looked extremely ugly when they heard the words, but before the four of them could reply, there was a round of applause.
"Papapa, ok, ok, good suggestion, if you can not fight, that would be the best, it's really annoying, if you have this time, why don't you just sit down and have a drink .”
Accompanied by the voice, Chen Yu appeared in front of the Qingdi four with a smile on his face. At the same time that Chen Yu appeared, Fujin, the sixth holy son of Yegui Pavilion, also came to Haozong's side, but at this time There was a smear of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, obviously he had been injured.
Before, Chen Yu fought against Fu Jin, and the four Qing Emperors fought against Haozong. Facing Fu Jin, Chen Yu's strength was obviously much stronger, so Fu Jin was injured, but when he saw Qing Emperor The bad thing about the four of them was that Chen Yu came here on his own initiative, and Fu Jin didn't stop him. Of course, he couldn't stop him either, because his strength was not as good as Chen Yu's.
Glancing at Fu Jin with blood on the corner of his mouth, a strange look flashed in Haozong's eyes. Seeing this, Fu Jin said with shame, "Senior Brother, I am not his opponent, he is very strong."
Skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say, Fu Jin admitted frankly that he is not as good as Chen Yu, hearing this, Hao Zong didn't say anything, and still smiled at Chen Yudao, as for Qingdi and the other four, they were directly ignored by him.
"You're right. It's really boring to fight and kill. It's better to sit down and have a drink."
Chen Yu injured Fu Jin, but Haozong didn't intend to get angry at all. On the contrary, the way he spoke was like chatting with old friends. People who don't know may think that he and Chen Yu are old friends who haven't seen for many years. .
Hearing Haozong's words, Chen Yu also smiled and said, "Well, I agree to your request just now, we won't do anything, and you won't do anything, so how about just waiting until the end of the war? Anyway, it doesn't matter if there are fewer of us, isn't it? "
Facing Chen Yu's proposal, Haozong smiled and glanced at Mo Xie who was fighting fiercely with Xiao Chen not far away, the smile in his eyes didn't diminish, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he turned his gaze to Chen Yu again, The smile on his face became very helpless and bitter.
"I really want to..."
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