Chapter 509

Chen Xinghe closed his eyes and felt the storage ring.

He wanted to find something usable, and worked hard to rob the baby ghost, just to save his life at the critical moment, but he didn't expect the critical moment to come so quickly.

"How many years did the old guy live? He actually saved so much money."

"Many things are too old, and their effectiveness may not be as good as before."

"Huh? This is..."

Chen Xinghe's heart moved, and he moved the gold seal carefully.

The ghost baby left powerful means in the coffin, if it weren't for the suppression of the golden seal, it might have revealed its position in an instant.

When half a quarter of an hour was up, the cloudy wind blew over immediately.

The person who came was a ghost.

Monsters become ghosts after death, and slowly practice to get good fortune,

Its body seems to be a fox, but the light and shadow behind it are elongated and hazy, and only a human-like body can be seen in front.

This demon is indistinguishable from male and female, with a slender body, and the clothes on his body are like pieces of black petals.Her long silver-white hair looked a bit dazzling, with a bit of grace and a bit of gloom, and her temperament was quite unique.

There were exclamations from the surrounding mountains.

"Young Master Wen Ting is out!"

"My son's enemies don't look very good."

"Hey, that's a big mistake. People can't be judged by their appearance, and sea water can't be measured. To be captured by the altar at this time is definitely not a simple person! Look at the other arenas, which one is not alive? Mr. Wen Ting should wait a while, let the other players use up this kid's confidence, and then it won't be too late to make a move."

"What are you talking about? Mr. Wen Ting is so arrogant, how could he take advantage of others?"

Chen Xinghe's hearing is excellent, he heard the noisy discussion, looked at his opponent and said: "It seems that your reputation is not small, everyone knows it."

"It's just a false name. I am one of the candidates for the son-in-law. If I lose to you today, their expectations of me will be greatly weakened."

"Oh? Are you here to seek defeat?"

"That depends on whether you have the strength! I thought seriously before leaving the game. If this opponent is strong enough, then it means that I have no chance with the princess. If I win, then I will accept the arrangement of fate."

"Interesting! Ghost, they want to get married, and they are more entangled than living people." Chen Xinghe moved his hands and feet: "Then let's start!"

Suddenly, Mr. Wen Ting cut to Chen Xinghe.

Too fast!
Most of the ghost cultivators couldn't see how he moved at all. When they realized it, Mr. Wen Ting had already slashed eleven times.

However, none of the eleven knives were hit.

He is fast!Chen Xinghe was faster, shaking his head and said: "Don't waste time, look at the arenas around, they are all fighting for life and death, can you be more serious?"

Mr. Wen Ting looked solemn, he knew that the Bloody Forbidden Land suppressed these Huangquan cultivators, and it suppressed escape and speed the most.

"How fast can you go?"

All of a sudden, light and shadow whirled, and Mr. Wen Ting's long knife became mysterious and illusory.

Chen Xinghe raised his legs and kicked, only heard a "boom", Mr. Wen Ting slid on both feet, he couldn't stop until thirty feet away.

"you……"

"I want you to be serious. You have no determination to fight. If your identity didn't make me feel troublesome, you would have fallen here."

"Very good, it seems that there are some tricks!" Wen Ting took out a short knife and put it in his mouth, and drew out a long and thin blade in each hand. There was a flickering light and shadow behind him, which looked like nine arms and nine fox tails. Nine precious blades were drawn out from somewhere, and a cold light flashed on the blade.

Suddenly, Mr. Wen Ting split into two, and then split into four.

This is a very powerful ghost technique. Each of the four Wen Tings controls twelve precious blades, forming a formation of blowing blades. When the figure shakes slightly, it makes a strange sound, like a gust of wind blowing through the blades, which disturbs the mind .

"Not bad!" Chen Xinghe praised, this saber formation is indeed quite powerful, the saber light and sword shadows are spinning, and it feels like the slightest distraction will result in several knives in the body.

However, Wen Ting was wrong!Big mistake!

He was still taking advantage of his speed to attack. He knew that the Bloody Forbidden Land suppressed foreign monks, but he plowed deeply on this road. It can be seen that ghosts are ghosts, and they always like to plot tricks.

Unfortunately, he met Chen Xinghe, and the two sides' understanding of speed was not on the same level, just like Xia Chong can't speak ice.

There are so many long knives, but none of them can be cut with one knife. It's not to let the water keep your hands, but it's really impossible to cut.

Chen Xinghe even took the opportunity to scan the map to get the general situation of the nearby mountains into his mind, and according to the star power to determine the direction and distance of the ghost baby's lair.

After getting the general answer, he felt a little relieved.

The position of the ghost baby is not close, almost catching up with the distance from Kongtong Mountain to Motian Ridge. Even if it is exposed at such a distance, it will not be able to come as soon as possible. What's more, the ghost baby will not be able to leave the catacomb.

"Dang..." Mr. Wen Ting couldn't believe it, the precious blade held tightly in his left hand actually broke, how did the other party do it?
Chen Xinghe flicked his fingers and said, "You'd better admit defeat! Some tricks won't work in front of me, if you keep fighting, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold back."

"Unexpectedly, I was underestimated." Wen Ting was full of arrogance in his bones. He didn't care on the surface, but he was angry in his heart. He suddenly stood still and gathered his body back. The eleven long blades merged into one place, turning into a cold glow in his mouth. .

Suddenly, there was a strong wind on the ring, and Wen Ting turned into a nine-tailed fox.

"Roar..." The hostility was rampant, the cold blade flashed, and the scene in front of him was divided into two, which was unbelievable.

Chen Xinghe knew that this Mr. Wen Ting had been showing weakness to the enemy, and the sudden explosion at this time was not to increase his strength by a few percent, but to increase his strength by ten times or even dozens of times.

It is rare to see such a scheming ghost.

Chen Xinghe knew that he couldn't avoid this knife, because it was locked firmly in the dark.

The arena is so big, where are you going?If they could run out of the ring, I believe Li Xuanhuang and others would have already run away.

Since you can't avoid it, then take it hard!

"Boom..." The right hand collided with the cold light, the two forces stalemate for a moment, and then one began to disintegrate and shatter.

"What?" Mr. Wen Ting was horrified that the other party actually caught his attack with bare hands?

Of course he could catch it, and with the help of the outer alchemy, his right arm forcibly swallowed a remnant treasure.

That is a magic weapon!

Even if it has survived for thousands of years, it still retains a rather powerful sword spirit, which proves that it is a top existence among the broken magic weapons.

Such a treasure is turned into a nail leaf and put on the arm, let alone a top-quality magic weapon, even an ordinary spiritual weapon is hard to hurt.

In addition, the right hand itself has a tyrannical corrosive ability to the magic weapon, flying around with a few broken knives, isn't that a treat for guests?

Mr. Wen Ting pulled back quickly, and suddenly returned to a somewhat graceful and melancholy look, clasped his fists and said: "Your Excellency has to give way, I already know how powerful it is! I lost this competition."

There was an uproar on the surrounding mountains, but Mr. Wen Ting actually lost?Is this new guy that good?

Many female ghosts screamed: "No, the young master won't lose, he didn't use his unique skills."

Chen Xinghe could see it, the world of daring ghosts also likes a little boy, that's really sweet!

(End of this chapter)

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