Wrath of the Immortal

"You bastard, take my knife..."

Bai Qichao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he waved his hand, the butcher knife returned to his hand, and held it tightly.

He had already decided that he must chop off Xiao Chen's head before he was smashed to death.

Only in this way could he relieve his hatred.

However, at the moment when Bai Qichao took his hand, something that stunned him appeared.

The stones that fell in this round were soft and powerless, and could not break Xiao Chen's defense at all.

"Uncle Master, is your stone made of eggs?"

In order to divert Bai Qichao's attention, Xiao Chen suddenly grabbed a stone figurine and crushed it immediately.

"Impossible, how could you crush my magic?"

Bai Qichao's eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief.

He couldn't figure out what method Xiao Chen used to crush the stone.

Just when Bai Qichao was puzzled, Xiao Chen waved his sleeves and performed the wind technique.

The wind was howling, and the sand and stones were flying.

The huge force of wind blew up the surrounding stones and rushed straight to the sky.

"Am I seeing right? This guy can easily defeat the ancestor's spell with a wind spell?"

"It's incredible. How can a foundation-building period cultivator cast such a powerful wind spell?"

"This must be a trick. This kid can't be so powerful."

"..."

The onlookers were all stunned and couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

"Boy, no matter how strong you are, you are seriously injured now and you will die."

Bai Qichao snorted coldly and was about to cast a powerful spell to kill Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen did not answer Bai Qichao's words, but suddenly raised his right hand and cast an extremely complicated spell.

At the same time, Xiao Chen muttered to himself and silently recited a complex spell.

When the spell was finished, a white light flashed on Xiao Chen's body, and a ray of light bathed him.

"What kind of spell is this?"

The onlookers were stunned when they saw such a scene, and they couldn't tell what kind of spell it was.

Bai Qichao frowned, his eyes full of confusion.

Even though he was well-informed, he still couldn't tell what Xiao Chen was trying to do.

The white light bathed Xiao Chen, and his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, Xiao Chen's injuries disappeared, and his pale face completely improved.

"Is this... the legendary healing technique?"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Xiao Chen with unbelievable eyes.

Healing technique, a legendary, lost ancient magic.

This magic only appeared in ancient books, and no one had ever seen it.

Many people once thought that the records in ancient books were deceptive, and it was impossible to have such magical powers.

The reason is very simple. To practice this magic, you need an extremely rare spiritual root.

Medicine spiritual root!

A spiritual root attribute that is even rarer than the chosen spiritual root.

"No, this is impossible..."

Bai Qichao clenched his fists and said angrily.

He didn't believe that Xiao Chen had the legendary medicinal spirit root in his body.

He didn't believe that Xiao Chen's strength could be so strong.

As the descendant of a king, a general, and a minister, Bai Qichao would not allow a foundation-building disciple to defeat him.

In the public eye, if he couldn't kill Xiao Chen, he would become the laughing stock of the Qin State.

"Xiao Chen, today, you must die..."

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Bai Qichao gritted his teeth and was about to use a more powerful magical power.

At this moment, Bai Qichao was surprised to find that his cultivation was suppressed to the foundation-building stage.

"A formation that restricts cultivation?"

Bai Qichao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly understood why Xiao Chen could easily crush the stone.

"Do you think I can't kill you like this?"

Bai Qichao smiled grimly at Xiao Chen, and suddenly bit his finger, and a drop of blood flowed out.

The spiritual power wrapped the blood and floated in front of Bai Qichao's body.

Bai Qichao pointed at the blood, and the blood flashed and flew into his eyebrows.

At the same time, the aura released from his body instantly increased several times.

"Break it!"

Bai Qichao shouted angrily, and a huge force was released from his body, rushing straight to the surrounding formations.

His idea was very simple, he wanted to use absolute power to defeat the formation.

Xiao Chen knew that this was the last chance, and his figure flashed, and he appeared out of thin air behind Bai Qichao.

The bronze sword suddenly appeared and quickly pierced into Bai Qichao's back.

Just when Xiao Chen thought that even if this stab could not kill Bai Qichao, it could seriously injure the opponent, something he did not expect happened.

The bronze sword passed through Bai Qichao's figure and flew away.

"Not good!"

Xiao Chen's face changed drastically, and it was too late to dodge.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

Bai Qichao suddenly appeared behind Xiao Chen, and a palm method containing huge spiritual power suddenly hit Xiao Chen's back.

"Bang!!!"

Under the huge force, Xiao Chen flew backwards, and blood spurted in the air.

At this moment, everyone thought that Xiao Chen was doomed.

"Xiao Chen, I'm going to chop off your head and let you know the consequences of offending me..."

Bai Qichao took a step and followed, ready to chop off Xiao Chen's head in the air.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and he pointed at Bai Qichao who was coming quickly.

This finger was countless times more powerful than the previous finger technique.

It seemed to be the last finger that Xiao Chen made before he died.

All the power in the Qiankun Ding was condensed on the fingertips in an instant.

The originally red beam suddenly turned orange.

The orange light was extremely dazzling and brilliant.

The finger technique was advanced, and the attack power contained in it was even more terrifying, no less than the fatal blow of a Jindan stage cultivator.

"No..."

Bai Qichao never expected that Xiao Chen could still make such an attack before he died.

He was caught off guard and had no time to cast a powerful defensive spell, so he could only cast a spiritual shield to block in front of him.

The Heaven and Earth Divine Finger flashed, breaking Bai Qichao's shield and heading straight for his Dantian.

Bai Qichao's face changed drastically, and he tried his best to block the orange beam from flying into his body.

After all, he was a powerful Jindan late stage great perfectionist, and his cultivation should not be underestimated.

In the end, Bai Qichao was able to defeat the orange light at the cost of serious injuries.

"Damn it, go to hell!"

Looking at Xiao Chen falling from midair, Bai Qichao was furious and was about to chase him and chop off Xiao Chen's head.

This time, Bai Qichao was alert, his spiritual sense was radiating, and he was always paying attention to Xiao Chen's movements.

When he found that Xiao Chen's tendons and veins were broken and only one breath was left, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You are still too young to fight with me!"

Bai Qichao held a long knife in his hand and chopped at Xiao Chen's head.

At the moment when the long knife chopped, a flash of light came quickly, instantly grabbed Xiao Chen's body and flew into the air.

The speed of this flash of light was unimaginable, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

Among the people around, except Bai Qichao, no one could see the other person's appearance clearly.