Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 893 Wei Chen
The battle that took place on the Road of Illusion naturally attracted the attention of many martial artists outside.

"Sun Jie is the younger generation in the medicine field, but he is a rare existence. His master is Tie Zun, who is good at using iron rods, especially the crazy iron rod, which is well-known in the medicine field!"

"Sun Jie has already reached the five-star Martial Lord. If he makes a move, he will definitely be able to kill the ghost face."

"It's natural. Five-star Martial Master vs. two-star Martial Master. The result is obvious."

"However, Ghost Face has a helper, who is powerful and even defeated Elder Li."

"Don't worry, Ghost Mian is extremely arrogant, if Sun Jie challenged it himself, Ghost Mian will naturally strike."

Many martial artists began to whisper, and when the sound of the battle on the Road of Illusion disappeared, everyone raised their heads and looked at each other, probably the battle was over.

"Let's go and have a look."

Several powerful Wuxiu moved and entered the road of illusion.

"There's a lot of fighting going on here."

These people came to the place where Xiao Ling and Sun Jie fought, seeing the mess on the ground, they looked at each other, not knowing who would win or lose in this battle.

"This is Sun Jie's clothes."

A martial artist squatted down, picked up a piece of rag, and said in a deep voice: "It is estimated that Sun Jie is already in danger. If he wins, he will definitely walk out of the road of illusion..."

"No way, Sun Jie is a five-star Martial Master, why can't he even clean up the ghost face?" Someone asked in astonishment.

"Maybe it's Ghost Face's helper who made the move."

The martial artist stood up and said: "Let's go to the Yin Tomb Altar now, there is a good show there, and it will be staged soon!"

There is no doubt that as long as you go to the altar of the Yin Tomb, everything will be revealed.

If Xiao Ling killed Sun Jie, he would definitely go to the Yin Tomb Altar. If Xiao Ling was dealt with by Sun Jie, he would naturally not reach the Yin Tomb Altar alive.

On the altar of the Yin Tomb, the sky is dark, and above it, the devilish energy is entangled, and with the addition of will-o'-the-wisps wandering around, it looks extremely gloomy.

Wei Chen, the head of the six princes, wants to fight ghost faces on the altar of the Yin Tomb to avenge the death of the five princes. After hearing the news, many powerful martial arts came to this place, wanting to see what happened. The outcome of the battle.

Time passed bit by bit, and the figure of the ghost face has not yet appeared.

"That guy called ghost face, maybe he's afraid?" You Wuxiu got impatient and was about to get up and leave.

Wei Chen's strength is so terrifying, even a normal person would not come to the appointment.

"Ghost Face is probably a shrinking turtle."

A gloomy young man said disdainfully: "He wears a mask, and no one knows his identity. If he doesn't come, Wei Chen will have nothing to do with him."

The topic revolved around Xiao Ling, no one knew about Xiao Ling's identity, and no one cared about Xiao Ling's identity. These martial artists came here just to see how strong Wei Chen is, and how powerful he really is.

"Ghost face, not here yet."

Yun Tian's eyes were gloomy, he raised his head, and looked at Wei Chen with seriousness in his eyes.

"If I face him, I won't be an all-in-one enemy..." Yun Tian secretly said.

On Wei Chen's body, Yun Tian felt a deadly aura. Before that, he had never felt this kind of fatal aura from Wei Chen. Got tougher!
On the altar of the yin tomb, Wei Chen sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, a round knife was randomly inserted into the ground, and there were bursts of knife groans.

Suddenly, there was commotion among the crowd.

"The guy with the ghost face is coming!"

"Oh my god! Ghost face really dare to come!"

"Hehe, the ghost face came to fight, the result is obvious, you must die."

A playful gaze looked not far away, where two figures approached with strides, and in front, a boy wearing a ghost mask walked leisurely with his hands behind his back.

In addition, there was a burly man in black robe, with his hands in his sleeves, silently following behind Ghost Face without the slightest breath in his body.

These two people were Xiao Ling and Da Hei.

"Ghost face! Sure enough, it's Lin Xiao!"

When Yun Tian saw this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly, he almost thought he was hallucinating, and when he saw the pale faces of Han Dong and Han Yan, he could be sure that he was not dim-sighted.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Han Dong shook his head vigorously, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he was dressed like a ghost, naturally it was Lin Xiao who was defeated by him not long ago.

"Don't make a sound."

Yun Tian patted Han Dong, his gaze was very cold, and said: "No matter what the status of Ghost Face is, if he dares to come here to challenge Wei Chen, his fate will not be much better."

Han Dong had no choice but to suppress the fear in his heart, fixed his eyes on Xiao Ling, and began to curse Xiao Ling in his heart that he must die.

"You, are you the one who challenged me?"

Xiao Ling raised his head, looked at Wei Chen in the tomb altar with his eyes closed, and said coldly: "The head of the six princes, Wei Chen."

"Ghost face, you really came."

Wei Chen opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out, staring at Xiao Ling, as if he wanted to see through Xiao Ling.

"I heard you wanted to kill me."

Xiao Ling walked slowly towards the altar of the Yin tomb by himself, and the martial arts around him immediately moved out of the way, staring fixedly at Xiao Ling, and could feel a suffocating murderous aura slowly spreading from Xiao Ling's body.

"good."

Wei Chen stood up slowly, stood with his hands behind his back, and nodded.

"I also heard people say that if I don't come, you will attack my relatives and friends, and seem to want to kill them all?" Xiao Ling walked up to the tomb altar, and looked at Wei Wei with extreme indifference. Chen asked softly.

Sensing Xiao Ling's indifferent gaze, Wei Chen was slightly taken aback, feeling a little uneasy, and almost took a step back.

"As expected of the ghost face that killed the other five princes!"

Wei Chen was startled, regained his composure, and said with a sneer, "It seems that you know everything you should know. Since you're here, I just want you to die."

"Hehe, in my eyes, you six eldest sons are nothing more than cats and dogs."

Xiao Ling said indifferently: "Wait a minute, I'll send you down and let you reunite with them, so that you won't be lonely."

"Ghost face, these words are too early."

Wei Chen sneered, and said, "Did you meet a guy named Sun Jie when you came out of the Road of Illusion?"

"What? Was he sent by you?" Xiao Ling asked.

"He just wants to compete with you."

There was a strange light in Wei Chen's eyes, and he said with a smile: "But it seems that he has died in your hands, right?"

"He wants to kill me, so I can only kill him casually." Xiao Ling shrugged and said casually.

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion immediately, one after another looked at Xiao Ling in astonishment, Sun Jie was a five-star martial master, although he had only just broken through to a five-star martial master, he was not something a two-star martial master could take care of.

From now on, it seems that Sun Jie was killed by Xiao Ling!
"I have some unfortunate news for you, Sun Jie's master is called Tie Zun."

Wei Chen smiled lightly, and said in a calm manner: "Tie Zun is quite a prestigious existence among the strong men of the older generation, not only that, Tie Zun is very protective, you killed Sun Jie, Tie Zun will not let you go you."

Undoubtedly, there must be Wei Chen's reasons for Sun Jie's interception and killing of Xiao Ling.

What Wei Chen did was to completely cut off Xiao Ling's way of life.

"I see."

Xiao Ling pulled out the blood sword, a bloody light flashed out of nowhere, and then disappeared, the murderous aura around him swept towards Wei Chen as if it were real.

call!
The messy saber aura turned into a barrier, blocking Wei Chen, blocking all the murderous aura that swept over him.

"Fight."

Xiao Ling didn't have any nonsense, he moved his body, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Wei Chen, stabbing sharply with sword after sword.

call out!call out!call out!
One after another sword shadows, true and false, false and real, carrying phantom sword intent, poured towards Wei Chen like a torrential rain.

"The strength of the three-star Martial Lord! And this sword intent, it seems to be... phantom sword intent!"

Seeing the killing Xiao Ling, Wei Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. The phantom sword intent is very peculiar in the sword intent, and it is especially difficult to comprehend. There are only a handful of existences that can comprehend the phantom sword intent. On the Shenwu Continent, they all have heads and faces characters.

"I've only seen the existence of phantom sword intent in books, and now I can see phantom sword intent in your hands, it's really surprising!"

Wei Chen drew his sword, and strands of blue light emerged, illuminating his indifferent face, and said coldly: "However, the phantom sword intent has not yet been fully understood, and if you want to defeat me, it may be very difficult. !"

Clang!Clang!Clang!
Wei Chen swung his saber to resist, resisting the incoming sword energy, but there are some real and some fake sword energy, it is very difficult to resist all of them, if there are no omissions.

call out!
Xiao Ling stretched out his sword, the light of the sword soared, and stabbed towards Wei Chen's chest.

Wei Chen frowned slightly. Logically speaking, a martial artist who comprehends the phantom sword intent would generally not attack as violently as Xiao Ling. With a sway of his body, he used footwork and martial skills to avoid Xiao Ling's sword.

scoff!

The terrifying sword light didn't hit Wei Chen, but drew a long sword mark on the altar of the Yin tomb, which didn't stop until a thousand meters away.

"What a terrifying sword energy!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp. The tomb altar is very hard. Even if they made a move, they couldn't leave traces on the tomb altar. However, Xiao Ling managed to do it, which can only show Xiao Ling's offensive was very powerful.

Wei Chen stared at the sword marks on the ground, his pupils shrunk slightly. Even with all his strength, it was very difficult to leave such a long sword mark.

"It seems that after you broke through to the three-star Martial Lord, you have a deeper understanding of the sword intent of the illusion." Wei Chen looked at Xiao Ling, and he still maintained that calm appearance, as if for him, he had to clean up. Xiao Ling is very simple.

"So-so, just getting started."

Xiao Ling smiled lightly, and said: "However, with my current swordsmanship, I can deal with you, the leader of a cat and a dog, with ease."

"Ghost face, Hugh is going crazy!"

Wei Chen's eyes turned cold, and he said: "Just now it was just a warm-up exercise, next, I will let you understand how big the gap is between us!"

(End of this chapter)