Fanatic Martial God

After leaving the auction, Xiao Chen went to fill the hunger. After crossing the mountain road for a few days, they all ate the flowers and bark. The stomach was hungry and screaming.

However, Xiao Chen was on the way to a restaurant. He felt that someone was following him. Although he couldn't see or know who it was, he was sure that someone was secretly tracking.

Xiao Chen didn't make a fuss. After eating and drinking, he continued to hurry without pretending to do anything, but his heart was always vigilant.

Through a street, Xiao Chen came to a forest. There was no one in the forest. I didn't know whether it was intentional or intentional.

Xiao Chen walked at a slight pace and came to the woods. Xiao Chen stopped and immediately pointed at the air: "I have been with me for so long, don't I plan to show up?"

"Well? When did the little devil perceive me?" The secretly observing monk was surprised. He couldn't believe that a teenager in his teens actually noticed his existence.

The secret monk stared at Xiao Chen for a moment, and then it appeared. The sneer sneered: "A good little guy can actually detect my existence."

"It's you." Xiao Chen looked very dignified. This man was staring at the monk he watched at the auction, and the repair of one was in the middle of the heart.

The tall, thin man who came in his early twenties, dressed in a black brocade, looks like the insidious villain, especially the greedy eyes, which makes people very uncomfortable.

"Yes, it is me." The sneer sneered, his eyes flashed and greedy.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Chen asked coldly, and the tender face became cold.

"Oh, little devil, if you still love the good life in the world, you will hand over the storage ring, and the sword behind you, you even auctioned the sword, I think this sword is better than the middle The spirit is even more powerful." The tall and thin man smiled insidiously, and did not put Xiao Chen in his eyes.

As long as it is not a fool, it can be seen. Xiao Chen enters the auction and takes out a piece of Chinese goods auction directly from the storage ring. Only the sword behind it is not auctioned, so I don’t want to know that the sword is extraordinary. It is.

"At the time of the auction, I saw that you were trying to misbehave. I don't think you really have a greed." Xiao Chen cold voice, his eyes are more and more dignified, middle-aged men obviously will not let go of grabbing the storage ring Thoughts.

"Do not talk nonsense, you are not qualified to die in my hands, but if you are stubborn, I will not be merciful." The middle-aged man was cold, and a murder began to permeate.

Upon hearing this sentence, Xiao Chen was angry and reminded him of the words that the mysterious man said to him at Xiandaozong: Waste is not qualified to die in my hands!

Feeling the anger of Xiao Chen, the middle-aged man dismissed: "What? Do you still want to resist?"

"I will let you regret saying that sentence!" Xiao Chen is extremely cold, his eyes are full of murderous, and the real elements in the body are starting to spur.

"What? At the beginning of the heart?" Inspired by the strength of Xiao Chen's strength, the middle-aged man suddenly shocked. It is obvious that he does not believe that a teenager in his teens has such a strong cultivation.

"boom!"

Pushing out the real yuan, the angry Xiao Chen took the lead in attacking, pedaling on the ground, and the thin body quickly rushed to the middle-aged man along the ground.

"Good boy, repair is not weak, I can't think of you as the beginning of the heart." The middle-aged man chilled, and also quickly urged the real yuan to rush.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen and the middle-aged man slammed into a punch, a muffled sound, a strong gas spread, and the leaves on the ground floated.

The strength of the middle-aged man is obviously much stronger than that of the robber Zhang Zhen. The confrontation of this boxing has brought Xiao Chen back several steps, and it is still a blow of Xiao Chen.

"Good!" Xiao Chen's heart secretly, with his strong physique, just a punch of the fist, the fists are somewhat faint.

"How is this possible? A little devil has such power!" The middle-aged man was shocked again in his heart. The punch of the punch and the tingling of his fist could not be believed to be the power of a little ghost.

"Hey!"

The two stared for a moment, once again confronted, and immediately launched a fierce hand-to-hand combat, both of them had a fierce attack and defense, the action was very sensitive, and the muffled sound continued to sound in the woods.

In the face of Xiao Chen, who has a strong power, the middle-aged man does not dare to care about it. The real yuan in the body is also fully motivated. Xiao Chen is also like this. He faces even more powerful enemies than him.

However, the gap in cultivation has become obvious soon. As the battle becomes more and more fierce, the speed of middle-aged men is getting faster and faster, and Xiao Chen is already reaching the limit. The limit of the early heart, especially this is Xiao. The second battle of the dust, in the face of more powerful enemies, naturally difficult to cope.

"boom!"

The speed couldn't keep up. Xiao Chen was hit by a middle-aged man. With a bang, Xiao Chen's thin body was shot and flew out.

"It hurts! This guy is really strong!" Xiao Chen secretly ate painfully, but Xiao Chen, who was extremely angry in his heart, did not give up, and then slowly climbed up.

"What? In the punch of my all-out attack, this little devil can still stand up! Is this little devil a human?" The middle-aged man was shocked again, and looking at Xiao Chen’s eyes was like watching a monster.

Xiao Chen’s murderous eyes swept to the middle-aged man, and he said coldly: “I want you to say the price of the life!”

When I heard a little devil, the middle-aged man was angry, and his face was dark and sullen: "The big stinking boy! Since you are looking for death, then I will send you on the road!"

"Drink! Wind Shadow Boxing!" The middle-aged man spurred the real yuan, screamed, and quickly rushed toward Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was extremely dignified, and his eyes stared at the middle-aged man. His heart angered: "I must not lose to him! Anyone dares to say this to me again, I want him to die!"

This time, Xiao Chen did not fight hard. Although he has a strong constitution, his opponent's strength is obviously stronger than him. Xiao Chen's combat experience is not yet mature, and he can't completely slave. After all, the combat experience can be owned by one or two battles. So he chose to avoid the attack, it is not cowardice, but wisdom.

With the super strong and flexible body shuttle in the forest, in order to achieve the purpose of consuming the middle-aged man's real yuan, the attack of the middle-aged man who exerted martial arts was lost. Xiao Chen's action was flexible, the speed was sensitive, and his body was small. It is also difficult to catch up.

To this end, the middle-aged man was furious, and the muscles of his face twitched. He yelled: "Bad boy, don't let me catch you, or I will tear you into pieces!"