Blade of the Sword Master Chapter 1003: Same 3 swords

This young ghost clan was determined to take revenge, and Xiao Chen naturally agreed.

In fact, Xiao Chen didn't care about the life and death battle of this young ghost clan. He didn't put Xiao Chen in any danger.

I nodded directly and agreed. Upon seeing this, a terrifying aura burst out of the ghost youth, and the killing intent in his eyes reached its extreme at this moment.

It's just that, in the face of this terrifying aura swept across, Xiao Chen remained motionless like a mountain, unaffected by it.

No one thought that something like this would happen. A holy son of a holy sect dared to challenge a holy son of a sub-sage sect. This was indeed unexpected.

However, for the development of this kind of situation, besides being surprised, everyone present was more excited, and they were all faintly excited.

This holy palace is originally mysterious, but as the holy son of holy palace, it is naturally even more mysterious. Therefore, many young talents in the room want to see this newly-emerging Asian holy sect. How strong is the Son of the Palace?

Whether the Saint Son of the Saint Palace is as powerful as the Saint Son of the old sub-Saint Zongmen like Taishenzong, and whether they have reached the same level of existence, this is everyone's wonder.

Of course, no one thinks that Xiao Chen will lose. After all, being able to become the saint son of the sub-sage sect, naturally it cannot be a vase, and strength is definitely required.

What everyone really cares about is how strong Xiao Chen's strength is, what level he has reached, and how far apart he is from the saint son of the veteran sub-sage sect like Tai Shenzong.

I hope that this ghost clan saint child can test Xiao Chen's strength, this is what everyone looks forward to most.

Under the gaze of everyone's expectation, on the martial arts stage, this ghost clan saint child took the lead, and he didn't keep the slightest hand when he came up. The ghostly spirit was suddenly lost on the martial arts stage, and he slapped him violently. After coming out, a giant white bone palm condensed from ghost energy fell from the sky fiercely and blasted towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

"Bone Mark." With a scream, the palm of his hand suddenly fell.

Xiao Chen didn't mean to dodge the attack of the Saint Child of the Ghost Race in front of him, and the Molong Sword appeared in his hand for a moment.

Standing with the sword, of course, he looked at the white bone print of this ghost clan saint child, seeing the white bone print getting closer and closer, and almost hit Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen who had never moved, finally made a move. Then, a sword cut out, and the blade slashed across, and violently collided with the giant bone palm.

There was no evasion, no defense, and even no movement of the feet, just like that. What everyone did not expect was that the giant palm of bones would soon be after colliding with Xiao Chen’s sword. Shattered.

At first sight, he defeated the full blow of this ghost tribe saint son. Then, Xiao Chen didn't stop, he cut out again with a sword, and the sword light passed, this ghost tribe youth made a bad cry, but At this time, it is too late to retreat, and can only defend fully.

The second one fell, this ghost clan saint child was directly blasted out, and a large mouthful of blood was also spit out, which was obviously severely injured.

One sword broke the bone mark, and one sword severely inflicted the holy son of the ghost clan. In this regard, Xiao Chen whispered to himself indifferently, "It seems that I still look at you somewhat."

For this ghost clan saint son, Xiao Chen really looked at him a little bit. The strength of this person was not as good as the first saint son of the ghost sect that day, at least the first saint son of the sky ghost sect still blocked him. After losing his first two swords, the ghost youth at this time could hardly stop even his second sword.

No interest at all, Xiao Chen slashed out again with a single sword. With this sword falling, the sword intent of Xiaoyuan's level spewed out, and he rushed towards the ghost clan saint child like lightning.

Without the slightest resistance, this ghost clan saint among the people was directly cut down by Xiao Chen with a sword in the air, and his body was directly cut in half.

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

I originally wanted to see the strength of the Saint Palace Saint Child through this battle. Whoever came first, this ghost clan Saint Child was directly beheaded by Xiao Chen's Three Swords.

Furthermore, anyone could tell that Xiao Chen's three swords were simply cut out at random, only that the last sword used sword intent, but the martial arts were not used.

Even the martial arts that the human race is proud of are not used, and the victory or defeat is determined. Thus, this battle obviously has no reference value, and the strength of the holy palace is still a mystery.

But the more curious, the more shocking. Even the martial arts can kill a holy child of a holy sect without using martial skills, which is enough to prove Xiao Chen's unfathomable depth.

Like everyone else, her eyes fell on the martial arts stage. Looking at Xiao Chen's back, Garingya said with some disappointment.

"It's really a waste, I can't even test the strength of others."

Jia Lingya also had the idea of ​​testing Xiao Chen's strength, but it was a pity that the Saint Child of the Ghost Race was too useless, and he had not tested Xiao Chen's true strength at all.

Hearing Garingya's words, Corso on the side took a sip of wine without any haste, and said lightly.

"You are thinking too much, right? 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 foolish dream?"

Ke Suo knew that this would be the result for a long time. He wanted to use a saint-level sect's saint child to test the depth of Xiao Chen. This is indeed a foolish dream, and it is completely impossible.

Korso once fought Chen Ling~IndoMTL.com~ He knew that the Son of the Holy Palace was definitely not a mere manifestation, and Chen Ling could see this.

Through a glimpse, I saw Quan Leopard. Through Chen Ling alone, we can see that the ten greatest sons and daughters of the holy palace are absolutely solid, and they must have reached the threshold of the sons of the sub-sect.

I was not surprised by this result. After hearing Corso's words, Garingya curled her lips, but didn't say anything more. She also knew that Corso was right.

While the two were talking quietly, Xiao Chen on the martial arts stage looked at some of the other ghost clan saints present and shouted softly.

"Is there anyone else who wants to avenge the Sky Ghost Sect? Anyone can come up together."

As soon as Xiao Chen said this, the other ghost clan saints present were silent at this time.

To avenge the Sky Ghost Sect? Just kidding, everyone knows at this time that the Saints of the Holy Palace are probably at the same level as the Taishenzong Saints. At this time, anyone who dares to avenge the Heavenly Ghost Sect is simply looking for death.

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