Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 933

Chen Xinghe was angry.

These people really don't take him seriously, or say they don't take the young emperor of such a powerful sect as the Qingtian Sect seriously.

There are still three catties of nails in the rotten ship, let alone such a huge ancient sect?
Don't talk about decay, and don't say that the sun is dying. Since Chen Xinghe is standing here, it means that Qingtianzong still has a chance.

Dare to challenge a young emperor, it seems that this group of people are old birthday stars eating arsenic and getting impatient.

Since everyone wants to die, he will send these people to hell.

No, from this moment on, these people will not even have the chance to go to hell. He will directly obliterate the soul and the origin of the existence of these monks. When they are exterminated, they will be completely wiped out without leaving any future troubles.

The confrontation has begun, and this is a confrontation between one person and a group of people.

Chen Xinghe's speed was extremely fast, as if ten of him shot together, sometimes slamming violently, sometimes throwing pills, displaying all the abilities in his body.

Soon several Nascent Soul cultivators fell, all of whom were not very strong and wanted to follow to pick up cheap ones, but failed to pick up cheap ones, and instead took a good life.

Realizing that Chen Xinghe picked the soft persimmons first, some Nascent Soul cultivators lost their composure, and hurriedly used their means to leave the battlefield, so as not to become the opponent's key target.

After these monks retreat, those who are confident to stay on the battlefield have at least reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Without further ado, Chen Xinghe continued chasing him, but he still squeezed the persimmons first, and immediately killed those early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators that he could easily slaughter.

"No, I've already quit." The fleeing figure turned pale with shock.

quit?Chen Xinghe sneered, what do these bastards think?Since you have the courage to jump out to trouble the young emperor Qingtianzong, you must be mentally prepared to fail and perish.

You know that three melons and two dates are also money, maybe which guy is rich?
Is it possible to succeed in escaping in front of Chen Xinghe?
Even if he killed them one by one, it would be enough to wipe out these monks, and there was enough time.

At this time, a man stood up, at an equally astonishingly fast speed, and stood in front of him and said, "Do you only bully the weak?"

Chen Xinghe looked embarrassed, wondering if there is something wrong with this guy's head?If the Nascent Soul cultivator is considered weak, how can those Golden Core cultivators feel so embarrassed?These people are obviously here to kill him, can't they kill him back?

The man was wearing a red leather jacket and red leather boots. Even his hair and nails were red, his skin was also reddish, and his pupils glowed red.

This kind of red is not the intense transpiration red of flame, but the greasy red of blood. Among the five elements, one belongs to fire and the other belongs to water, and there is an essential difference between the two.

Chen Xinghe suddenly remembered that he had seen a kind of monk called blood cultivator in the classics.

This kind of monk is very rare, because the initial stage may be very fast, and every step up after that is more difficult, so there are almost no blood cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. It is blood repair.

No wonder he has the confidence to stand up and speak out. His combat power should be very solid. If he, the young emperor of the Qingtian sect, is suppressed today, it will be enough to spread his name to the world, so he does not hesitate to confront him head-on.

Chen Xinghe was cold and proud: "These people come here for fame and fortune, don't they think about whether they will fall if they fail? The head is so hot that they don't care about the consequences. How did this kind of cultivator get up? It really deserves death, including the red-clad man in front of him. You bastard, do you really think that you are a popular fried chicken? Can others listen to you if you say a word?"

In a moment, Chen Xinghe disappeared in a blink of an eye, and when he reappeared, he was behind a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

He still used heavy blows to kill, at most it was more troublesome, the opponent's resistance was higher, and he was not qualified to fight with him.

After all, Chen Xinghe's body training level is much higher than the actual level, and he is also a small accomplished Qi refiner, so it can be said that he has great stamina.

With such strength, it is almost no difficulty to deal with the mid-stage Nascent Soul monks. It is difficult for others to come to help him and touch him. This is a natural moat determined by speed, and it is difficult to cross.

Chen Xinghe's current level of strength is all due to the long period of training in the foundation building period. Once he rises, his rise will be limitless. Even if other people practice for three or 400 years, there is no room for retaliation in front of him. Repaired to the dog, useless.

Cultivation is not that the longer the years, the better, but the higher the efficiency, the better. Cultivators should not rely on the old to sell the old, or they will die miserably.

Zhaziji was furious, he went out alone and talked face-to-face with Young Emperor Qingtianzong, this guy actually ignored him and still killed the target on his own, it was extremely abominable.

What's even more damning is that he is very confident in his speed, but compared with anyone else, he is still slightly inferior to the young and shameless monk in front of him.

This guy is very good at putting gold on his face, so the speed is not only a step behind?Chen Xinghe hadn't shown his full strength yet, so even if he was fast, his speed was limited. Even so, it was enough to look at. None of the monks present could match his speed.

Explosions were heard in the helix, and red air bursts came one after another, which was a little surprising.

If it were someone else, they would have to fight with all their strength on the spot, but this kind of offensive is not easy for Chen Xinghe. There were faint ripples under his feet, and the next moment he slammed into a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Crack..." This was the sound of the spirit weapon shattering. Before the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could react, 27 sword shadows spun around his neck.

When Yuan Ying broke through the top and escaped, Jian Guang immediately chased it up and broke it down, and the front and back were done in one go, without any hindrance, clean and neat.

At this time, a monk came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Everyone gather together, so as not to be defeated by this guy one by one."

A good siege, because the words are gone.

Now it's not the group of people besieging Chen Xinghe, but Chen Xinghe besieging the other party alone, which is completely busy for him.

The popular fried chicken was fried again, but I didn't even catch a fart.

The slow speed is so awkward. He tried his best to hit the empty space, and he couldn't help but feel sad and doubtful. Is there any way to continue this battle?

Chen Xinghe told everyone with practical actions that now it is not something you can end if you want, but to help him complete a unilateral harvest.

This kind of behavior is too crazy, too annoying, but you have no means to limit his speed, it's all useless.

No solution!

Facing this kind of monk is really helpless. Even if everyone gets together and defends together, they still cannot escape the bombing again and again.

Even if you take out the treasure at the bottom of the box to restrain it, your treasure at the bottom of the box must be stronger than the breakthrough of the Guizang sword, otherwise it is still useless.

(End of this chapter)