I can see the accuracy

After Chen Mingxuan severed Chen Wenhui's leg, he chased after him endlessly, raising the knife and chopping one of them to death.

However, Chen Wenqiao took the opportunity to jump into the distance and retreated into the crowd. He looked at the knife in Chen Mingxuan's hand with lingering fear. He knew very well, and fortunately Chen Mingxuan was only able to refine his Qi. If his strength was stronger, he would die at that moment. Chen Wenhui is not the only one.

"Wen Hui..."

Chen Xiuyue's eyes were splitting canthus and his heart was heartbroken. His parents and children were killed in front of him, and he was extremely sad for a while.

In his roar, the elders of the Chen family's generation suddenly called out seven elders, and joined forces to suppress Chen Mingxuan.

"This wicked animal has a lack of spiritual power, so take the opportunity to take him down."

"Let's go together, he is in a low state and can't control that knife for too long."

"Go all out and don't save his life."

The elders of these cultivators had a vicious look, and they all saw that Chen Mingxuan's spiritual power had reached a dry state at this time, and he could not be fierce.

In fact, after Chen Mingxuan killed Chen Wenhui, there was indeed not much spiritual power left in his body at this moment.

"This sword consumes spiritual power really fast."

Chen Mingxuan's legs leaned on the knife vainly, and the hand holding the knife couldn't stop shaking a little.

Seeing that the elders of the seven major cultivators joined hands to grab him, he really wanted to let people help him up again and cut another wave.

Unfortunately, there is really no extra spiritual power in the body to support it.

Just when he wanted to give up, suddenly, there was something inexplicably stuffed into his drooping palm.

"?????"

Who?

Who put something in his hand?

Chen Mingxuan looked around, but there was no ghost shadow.

Look at the palm of your hand again...

Glistening, warm and hot, red in color, but it is a high-quality flame spiritual power.

"Fuck!"

"Are you too lazy?" Chen Mingxuan said brokenly.

He knew that Chen Jing was nearby, and it was Chen Jing who gave him the Selling Stone.

He was just about to sit down and let Chen Jing come to take the stage, but this piece of spirit stone was packed in such a timely manner, but he made it clear that he was not allowed to rest.

He clenched his fist tightly, and the spiritual power of the flame spirit stone was absorbed by him in an instant.

The originally dry Dantian, the short and small spiritual line, was suddenly uplifted like a seedling.

In an instant, it rose back to its peak state.

And ahead, seven elders of the cultivator generation were approaching, some with punches and weapons, and the nearest one was less than half a meter away from him.

"Ah~"

Chen Mingxuan roared suddenly, the burning sun knife whose flame had already faded suddenly became feverish again.

Huh~

Long knife swept!

Boom~

The fiery flame floated up a long dragon, and the flames were raging, burning the front into a sea of ​​fire.

The scorching air wave and the surging and fierce sword aura forcefully forced the seven elders back.

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The seven elders returned to their places one after another, scrutinizing Chen Mingxuan suspiciously.

"What's the matter? He obviously seems to have dried up his spiritual power, how come he has recovered?"

"Is it acting?"

"Impossible. It is absolutely impossible to act. It's only a small accomplishment in refining qi. His spiritual power is absolutely limited. And he will definitely not be able to support that psychic sword for a long time."

"It's a spirit stone, he used it." An elder suddenly saw powder falling between Chen Mingxuan's fingers.

That's exactly the powder that the spirit stone turns into after being drained of spiritual power.

"Set up an array and drain his spiritual power."

"I want to see how many spirit stones he can use."

After the seven elders of the cultivator generation exchanged their eyes, they joined forces to form an array.

Once the seven of them join forces to form an array, their power must be far better than the previous elders of the writing generation.

And Chen Mingxuan is not stupid, and will not wait to give them time and opportunity to set up an array.

Dancing the Sunburst Knife aiming at an elder and chasing to the end.

The face of the elder he was staring at changed drastically and ran away.

He estimated that he wanted to scold him, so many people didn't chase him, why did he chase him only one?

Chen Mingxuan admitted to death, looked for him, and resolutely pursued and killed him.

The two of them chased each other, and they almost circled two big circles in the outer courtyard. In the end, Chen Mingxuan still caught up with the elder, and also killed him with a single knife.

The elders of the cultivator generation, although the realm is higher than him, after all, he is old, how can he get past the dual blessing of [Lingshi] and [Scouring Sun Knife]?

After finishing the first one, he continued to pick the second one.

"Just you."

"..." The selected elder was like a concubine, his face black as ink.The first reaction ran, and rushed towards the exit of Ghost Valley.

He was not afraid of Chen Mingxuan, but he was afraid of the knife in Chen Mingxuan's hand.

One thousand degrees of high temperature, who dares to resist?Who dares to take it hard?

Ordinary weapons are not opponents at all, and they can't fight it at all.

Therefore, once Chen Mingxuan is staring at him, apart from running, he can only run.

"Why? So many people, what are you afraid of him doing alone? Are you all alive with dogs at an age?"

Chen Xiuyue experienced the pain of losing his son, and the anger he had previously calmed down slightly.

With a loud drink, the nine-claw hook once again grabbed Chen Mingxuan.

The other elders, led by him, also shot at the same time and threw hidden weapons.

All of a sudden, various hidden weapons fell to Chen Mingxuan like a torrential rain pear flower.

Chen Mingxuan was shocked, and swiped his knife to block it.

But the number of hidden weapons is too much, and he can't stop 360 degrees of his body by himself with a knife.

"If you don't come out again, I can't stand it!"

Chen Mingxuan shouted while dancing.

But as soon as the words rang, in the bamboo forest on the side, a giant three-legged tripod flew up.

With a pounding sound, he flew over Chen Mingxuan's head.Blocked most of the hidden weapons for him.

Boom~

The giant cauldron flew more than ten meters and landed on the ground, shaking the earth.

The appearance of this tripod caused many familiar elders' pupils to shrink quickly.

Their eyes unanimously looked towards the bamboo forest.

I finally saw the mysterious man who had been hidden for a long time coming out of it.

"Three-legged Moon Burner, it's him, it's Chen Jing! Why is he back?"

Chen Wenbang's eyelids twitched twice in a row, and he couldn't help but step back in the crowd.

Chen Xiuyue's old eyes were protruding and bloodshot. He could hardly believe Chen Jing's sudden appearance.

When did this guy come back?

During this period of time, the Chen family sent many people to inquire about the news, but no one could find out.

I thought he was going to disappear, but he didn't expect to come back at this time.

"I just heard someone say bad things about me, saying that my family has nurtured me, but I'm not big or small, and have no respect and strength.

I also said that I used public equipment privately, giving away a weapon that originally belonged to the family in private?

Who said this, stand up for me now!"

Chen Jing walked out of the shadow of the bamboo forest step by step, his face fierce and stern.

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