The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Looking at Xiao Chen's humble face, Nangong Tianxiang's face became more and more ashamed, what is despair, this is despair.

Nangong Tianxiang thought that if someone came out, he could stop Luoyang, or at least let him die with peace of mind, but now it seems that it is just a chicken of the same species.

"Ah! Da da da da da..."

Just when Xiao Chen's tongue was about to hit Nangong Tianxiang's face, the tassel in Xiao Chen's arms suddenly jumped out, and a light speed meow punch hit Xiao Chen's chin.

"I……"

Before Xiao Chen finished speaking, his whole body was blasted into the sky like a rocket.

Seeing Xiao Chen disappearing into the sky like a shooting star, everyone was dumbfounded. What's the matter? This strength is too terrifying.

"Old pervert, stinky rascal..." Tassel Mingyue, with a flushed face, swayed in the air.

"Hi..." Looking at Nangong Tianxiang who was in a daze, Liusu Mingyue belched and patted her chest, and said in a childish voice, "Sister, don't be afraid, sister, don't be afraid, watch me wash him..."

Saying that, Liusu Mingyue closed her eyes and fell down.

Nangong Tianxiang used his last strength to catch Liusu Mingyue, and turned several times on the ground viciously.

"Ah... ah... ah..." A scream came from the sky, and everyone looked up, only to see a small black dot, like a meteor falling, falling towards the alley.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen slammed into the alley fiercely, and the huge shock wave directly smashed the entire alley into pieces.

Poor Xiao Chen fell headfirst into the ground.

Falling down from such a high height, even the iron fighters would probably be torn to pieces. Everyone thought that this hooligan who had just appeared on the stage was gone just like that.

Xiao Chen's voice sounded from that huge pit.

"I pull, I pull, I pull again..."

Everyone looked in disbelief at Xiao Chen, who was trying to pull out his head in the big pit. The originally chilling atmosphere was a little funny for a while.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen finally pulled out his head, cursing: "Little bastard."

In fact, Xiao Chen could completely block Liusu Mingyue's fist, but Xiao Chen was afraid that the force of the shock would hurt the little guy who didn't know how hard he was, so he just got punched.

It's just that what Xiao Chen didn't expect was that Liusu Mingyue, who usually only used his strength to eat, punched him drunk this time, so terrifying.

Of course Xiao Chen has a thick skin, so naturally he doesn't care.

Xiao Chen came to Nangong Tianxiang at almost a teleportation speed.

He snatched Liusu Mingyue who was sleeping in Nangong Tianxiang's hand, and stuffed it back into his arms.

With Liusu Mingyue making such a fuss, Xiao Chen was in no mood to tease this peerless beauty in front of him.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand casually, and Nangong Tianxiang's long knife, which Luoyang picked off earlier, flew into Xiao Chen's hand.

As soon as the black long knife fell into Xiao Chen's hand, it made a sound like cicadas.

Looking at this scene, Nangong Tianxiang's already muddy pupils suddenly lit up.

The name of this knife is Chansong, and it was obtained by Nangong Tianxiang by accident.

There is a legend about this knife. It is said that this knife named Chansing has a soul, and when it meets someone who really understands the knife, it will make the sound of cicadas.

Xiao Chen hadn't used a knife for a long time, but for a knife, it was something engraved in his bones, even if he died, he would never forget it.

Xiao Chen swung the saber, smiled at Nangong Tianxiang, and said, "The saber is not used like that."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he rushed out like a cannonball, and arrived in front of Luo Yang in an instant.

Xiao Chen controlled his strength well, and slashed away from top to bottom.

This knife is extremely majestic, like a rushing river flowing backwards.

In a panic, Luoyang raised his gun to block.

The next moment, Luoyang's entire body and guns were sent flying out.

Knives do not follow tricks, and the usage of knives has always been simple. What is important is to be fast, ruthless, and accurate.

As for Nangong Tianxiang's use of knives, he tended to draw knives, and some of them gave up the basics and chased the end.

Xiao Chen bullied himself forward, and slashed away with another slash, straight to take Luoyang's head. Xiao Chen's two slashes opened wide and closed, majestic and majestic, as if crushing everything.

Luoyang was so frightened that the souls of the dead trembled, and he raised his gun to block again.

But this time, Luoyang's spear was directly chopped off by the long knife in Xiao Chen's hand.

The long knife cut a cold light, and Luoyang's head shot up into the sky.

Seeing Luoyang's head soaring into the sky, everyone was stunned.

Especially the little maid, she burst into tears. Although she knew Luo Yang's character, she still couldn't accept seeing Luo Yang die in front of her.

But the strange thing is that the head that soared into the sky didn't bring up any blood.

Moreover, Luoyang's headless body turned into bits of ashes and dissipated into the air.

"Substitution technique, want to run?" Xiao Chen smiled: "If I let you run away today, I will stand on my head and shit."

Xiao Chen's hand holding the knife tightened, and swung it down obliquely forward.

A huge phantom of a long knife in the air slashed down fiercely, and the world changed color for a while.

A terrifying gully three feet wide and one hundred feet long appeared obliquely in front of Xiao Chen.

Of course Xiao Chen couldn't use a knife now, this was just the effect of compressing the air with all his strength.

In the ravine, Luoyang was lying in it like a dead fish, his face was covered with blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Xiao Chen raised his hand, Luo Yang, who was like a dead fish, was grabbed back in front of him by an invisible hand.

The little maid couldn't bear to look any further, so she could only close her eyes.

It has to be said that this Luoyang is still a little bit capable, unexpectedly resisting Xiao Chen's casual stab without hanging up, and he still held his breath.

"Cough cough..." Luo Yang kept coughing up blood and froth, and said intermittently, "Let... let... I will... horse..."

Xiao Chen happily squatted down, and pulled the armor on him in disgust. It seemed that this armor should have saved his life.

Xiao Chen said cheerfully: "You're such a grown-up, so let's just say unrealistic things. As practitioners, what we pay attention to is to cut off cause and effect. If you don't die, this matter will be gone."

"You...you...can't...kill...I...there are...immortals...protecting...me..." Although Luo Yang was full of despair, he still made the last effort.

Of course Xiao Chen knew, because the substitute technique just now was a supernatural power that only practitioners had, and the technique was extremely clever.

It's not something that a little maidservant can make at a divine level.

Since she is not a little maid, that means there are other great practitioners behind Luoyang.

At this time, the figure of Master Fang Fei suddenly appeared, her face changed from the previous tranquility, and her face was as cold as frost.

Master Fang Fei looked up at the sky, and said coldly: "Who is protecting him, how about talking about it?"