My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 4839 Saint’s Nether Sword
  Coupled with the increase in the original power of the Ice Queen.

Every attack by Xiao Chen would bring biting cold, making Hu Xiao very uncomfortable.

After just over ten moves, Huxiao was sent flying by the God of War Halberd.

In the void, the icy breath shot out by the wind and snow killing array almost froze, causing the tiger to roar in fear.

"Saint...help!"

Calculating the time, the saint and others should be here by this time.

Unfortunately, the saint has not arrived yet.

But he had no chance.

Xiao Chen took the opportunity to kill him and kill him while he was sick.

After another seven or eight moves, the Ares Halberd directly pierced Hu Xiao's throat.

Even an existence as powerful as the roar of a tiger is not out of the realm of human beings. The vitals are still vitals. If the throat is pierced, you will still die.

"you you……"

Hu Xiao's eyes widened, and the color gradually lost in his eyes.

How frustrating this is.

The patriarch of the dignified Holy Prison Group, the 78th person on the psychic list, actually died in the hands of a secular warrior.

It's just so tragic.

"Tiger roars!"

In the distance, Saint Yang Ruijiao and the other three elders arrived belatedly.

Seeing this scene, they were really angry and shocked.

The reason why they came so late was not because they had anything to do, but simply because they thought the problem could be easily solved by taking action.

Until I heard the report, I wasn’t too nervous, and I still felt that Hu Xiao could handle it.

As a result, because of this inexplicable self-confidence, poor Hu Xiao died.

Xiao Chen looked at Yang Ruijiao and others outside the formation with a sneer on his lips.

Now that he has achieved a level breakthrough in his Immortal Mansion, his tactics will have to change a bit.

Before, he just wanted to delay for a while and then escape, but now, he plans to directly defeat the Holy Prison Group and take away the Holy Stone from the Holy Prison Group.

Yang Ruijiao stared at Xiao Chen, the shock in her eyes gradually turned into anger, then into indifference, and then into sky-high murderous intent.

"Should I call you Xiao Chen, or should I call you Saint Tu Tu!"

Yang Ruijiao finally asked.

"it's the same!"

While Xiao Chen was talking, he took out Huxiao's Qiankun bag and put it into his own pocket.

Doing this in front of the other party will really make the other party very angry.

"Everyone in the world says that the Saint Slaughter is mysterious and invincible. Today I saw that you are not as powerful as you thought. It took you so long to kill a tiger roar. As expected, you cannot believe all the rumors. They are all nonsense."

Although Yang Ruijiao is a woman, her words are really vulgar.

"That's not my fault. I never said how strong I am. It's just you people who think you are right."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"Yes, but your legend will end today. Kill the silver war puppet!"

Saint Yang Ruijiao did not intend to take action herself, but released the war puppet.

There are twelve silver war puppets in total.

Each of them is an existence at the pinnacle of the psychic realm.

Each one is comparable to the powerful ones on the psychic list.

It has even overwhelmed the four elders.

Yang Ruijiao naturally had her own reasons for sending them to take action.

The war puppet has no pain and is not afraid of death. This is much better than the four elders. After all, people are afraid of death, but the war puppet does not.

"Is this a war puppet?"    Xiao Chen frowned slightly, but then he relaxed his brows again. He smiled lightly and said: "A war puppet is just a war puppet after all. It's a brainless thing. Do you really think you can win?"

Facing twelve war puppets, Xiao Chen only did one thing, which was to release the Lu Bu and Xiang Yu puppets.

Compared with these inferior war puppets, the Lu Bu and Xiang Yu puppets are almost perfect existences, and they are completely controlled by Xiao Chen himself. They are flexible and can make various difficult movements with a thought.

How much better than those brainless warriors who fight on their own.

More importantly, the casting materials of the two are completely different.

As the level of Xiao Chen's Immortal Palace increases, the combat power of the puppets that can be released also becomes much stronger.

If a puppet were to face Hu Xiao now, it would be able to suppress it unilaterally.

This is Xiao Chen's puppet strength now.

Therefore, Xiang Yu's puppet and Lu Bu's puppet faced six silver war puppets respectively, and then used the influence of the wind and snow killing formation. Not only did they not have any problems, but they also firmly gained the advantage.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ruijiao's eyes widened.

"What a puppet! Even the current Mo family and Mo clan can't create such outstanding puppets. Anyway, let me take you down today. It just so happens that I want these two puppets too!"

Yang Ruijiao walked towards the Snow Wind Killing Formation.

Because she knew it was impossible for Xiao Chen to get out of the snowstorm killing formation, and the only way she wanted to kill Xiao Chen was to step into it.

However, the situation is different now, because she has three elders helping her.

"The three of you and the guardians will attack the formation together to contain its power. I will take down the Saint Slaughter in the shortest possible time."

Yang Ruijiao prefers to call Xiao Chen the Saint Slayer.

Because killing Xiao Chen is not worth mentioning.

But killing the Saint Slayer would be very honorable.

Raise your hand, here comes the sword!
  A strange black sword appeared in Yang Ruijiao's hand, exuding a sinister and evil aura.

"Netherworld Sword!"

Xiao Chen had previously studied the weapon catalog of Gu Hai, and this Nether Sword ranked eighteenth in the weapon catalog!
  This ranked higher on the weapon spectrum than any sword Xiao Chen had obtained before.

If he gets the Nether Sword, he will get the eighth sword of the same quality, and he will be one step closer to opening the Sword Ancestor Cave.

boom!
  At this moment, Yang Ruijiao had already stepped into the wind and snow killing formation, the terrifying aura on her body exploded, and the sword intent of the Netherworld Sword was released wantonly.

The will of martial arts is not something that ordinary people can master.

It is basically impossible to see it in the secular world.

It was slightly different in the ancient sea. Almost everyone knew how to use martial arts will.

But 90% of the warriors have just started the martial arts will.

Sword intention is an expression of martial arts will.

The sword intention is sharper and more terrifying in the martial arts will, which is manifested in the ultimate attack.

Yang Ruijiao's sword intent has reached the level of mastery.

Beginner, little accomplished, proficient...

To be able to achieve proficiency in sword intent has surpassed more than 90% of the warriors in the ancient sea.

No wonder she is a saint, she is really quite extraordinary.

The sword intent was released, and in an instant, the world suddenly turned into darkness.

In the air, there seemed to be countless resentful spirits making terrifying roars, and the evil power was constantly being integrated into the Netherworld Sword.

"kill!"

Yang Ruijiao chirped, rose into the air, and stabbed Xiao Chen with a sword.

The sword light surged instantly and was dozens of meters long, bringing with it terrifying killing intent and a terrifying violent wind.

Yang Ruijiao's eyes were always cold.

Because she felt that she should be able to easily take down Xiao Chen. Even without the Nether Sword, given her level, it should be easy to take down Xiao Chen.

(End of this chapter)