Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 150 No bones left
"You little bitch, you're screaming so happily now, but later I'll make sure you understand what it means to be unable to live or die!" The old man in black robe looked at Zhao Qingluan coldly.

See, this is a good way to create hatred.

Then he looked at Chen Xuan and sneered, "You are hiding your head and showing your tail, and you are quite arrogant. It depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

After a brief fight, without even any direct contact, Chen Xuan had a rough idea of ​​his strength.

This person's skills are very strong, probably comparable to Mr. Yushan, or even better. However, his skills are not pure and condensed enough, and I think he has not learned any superior skills.

His lightness skill was actually average, and he relied entirely on his strong internal strength to be extremely fast. In other words, his explosive power was very strong, but it was difficult to maintain for a long time. Secondly, although he had not used it yet, Chen Xuan could also see that he must have practiced a vicious hand skill, and the second was the powerful and heavy snake staff weapon.

In this way, Chen Xuan knew that it was not difficult to kill him, but he did not take it lightly, because this man was vicious and cruel. His martial arts were secondary. He should be more careful about his ability to use poison and hidden weapons.

Martial arts do not represent everything about a person. No matter what means are used, being able to kill the enemy and stay alive is the greatest ability.

“You’ll know after trying it.”

Chen Xuan said calmly, and walked to Zhao Qingluan in two steps. He looked at the old man in black robe and said to Zhao Qingluan: "I'll lend you my weapon. I haven't used it for a long time. I wonder if it's rusty or not."

Anyway, I have made up my mind to avoid close combat with the enemy as much as possible, in case they try to poison me.

The opponent is not a huge python, like a living target, which can be dealt with by an invisible sword energy. He must be experienced at his age, so if he can't be stopped, he won't just hide. If he is scared and runs away, it will only cause more trouble.

"Feel free to use it, senior. It's my honor," Zhao Qingluan said without hesitation, his eyes wide open as if he wanted to take the opportunity to learn a few tricks.

Nodding, Chen Xuan shook the spear in his hand, and the spear body lit up with silver light, humming like a dragon's roar. The silver light wandered around the spear body, and in the blink of an eye, a dazzling edge condensed at the tip of the spear, and then it exploded with a crackling sound. The silver-white electric light dissipated, and the spear became ordinary again. Everything seemed like an illusion.

Zhao Qingluan was immediately shocked and asked in surprise, "What kind of spear technique is this, senior? Lightning flashes, dragon roars, I have never heard of this spear technique since I was a child."

You can shut up.

Chen Xuan didn't bother to pay attention. He held the spear in his hand and moved his body with it. He rushed towards the old man in black robe like a dragon. Only a dazzling electric light flashed on the tip of the spear, flickering unpredictably like a cold star in the night.

The Thunder Dragon Spear Technique is one of the unique spear techniques that Liu Changhe left to Chen Xuan. Old Liu is proficient in all kinds of weapons, and each of his techniques is a top-notch technique. There is no need to tell Zhao Qingluan about this.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan's cultivation is limited now, and he cannot bring out the true power of many martial arts. Take this spear technique for example. Now when he performs it, it only shows some electric sparks. If the true energy of the innate realm reaches a certain level, it will be amazing when it is performed. Electric light will surge around, and the spear will rush through the sky like a thunder dragon. With a spear in hand, it is enough to kill thousands of armored soldiers.

But it is more than enough to deal with the old man in black robe at this time.

With years of tacit understanding, there was no need to say much. Gao Jingming stood vigilantly with a sword in hand to prevent the old man in black robe from becoming desperate and attacking other people.

He was extremely surprised in his heart. A Xuan's strength was far beyond his expectations. But he soon felt relieved. His master had said that A Xuan had an outstanding talent for martial arts, and he had cultivated his internal strength nearly a month faster than himself. It was normal that his martial arts skills were so high.

At this time, the old man in black robe had a gloomy face. Chen Xuan's spear skills made him feel terrified with just the opening move. The key point was that the opponent attacked with a long spear, and many of his methods were restricted.

A flash of retreat crossed his mind. The enemy was right in front of him, and he was unwilling to leave like this. After that, they would go their separate ways, so where would he go to find them?
"Come on, you rat, since you're seeking death, I'll grant your wish!"

He roared in a deep voice, and rushed forward like a black whirl. The waving of his snake staff made the air vibrate and buzz, and sand and rocks flew in a small area. There were also some strange sounds in the air, which made people feel dizzy.

"This strange weapon is truly unique. When used in conjunction with a special staff technique, it can cause sonic disturbances, and it's also incredibly stealthy. If you're not prepared, you could easily fall prey to this insidious trick."

Chen Xuan's mind flashed, and he used his internal energy to protect his ears and keep his mind clear. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the other people who were unable to move had uncomfortable expressions on their faces.

The two men approached each other in the blink of an eye. There seemed to be lightning exploding in Chen Xuan's eyes, and the spear in his hand showed dozens of afterimages when he shook his hand. The tip of each afterimage was emitting dazzling sharpness, as if an electric net was spread out to cover the old man in black robe, and the dark surroundings seemed to be brightened for a moment as if a flash of lightning had passed through.

Dangdangdang~!

In the space of a breath, the weapons of both sides collided hundreds of times, and each collision was accompanied by sparks. The air exploded and surged, and the air within a radius of two meters surged, all the grass and trees were shattered, and smoke and dust filled the air.

The old man in black robe swung his powerful snake staff tightly, but he was struggling to hold on because Chen Xuan's attacks were endless and more ferocious each time. Especially when the weapon touched him, the electric current spread, and his body became paralyzed and he could no longer keep up with Chen Xuan's rhythm.

"You dare to speak so arrogantly with such little ability? Let go!"

In the midst of the violent attack, Chen Xuan could still easily speak to mess with his mentality, and when he saw the right moment, he suddenly shouted loudly, and with a shake of his spear, lightning flashed, and an electric current as thick as a thumb surged and spread. The old man in black robe was shocked, and the electric current hit his body, and his sleeves exploded. Black marks spread along his arms, and he could no longer hold the snake staff, which slipped out of his hand immediately. He was picked up by Chen Xuan's spear and rolled and fell several feet away, and landed on the ground, almost half of it was embedded in the ground.

He had no weapon in his hand. At this moment, Chen Xuan shook his wrist, and the sharp edge of the spear exploded, covering all the vital points on his body. If he could not resist, he would be pierced with more than a dozen holes in his body.

The black-robed old man remained calm in the face of danger. His hands formed claws, turning dark blue, as if made of fine iron. Especially his ten inch-long nails, which became like ten sharp blades containing deadly poison. Clang clang clang clang, his hands flew, abruptly blocking Chen Xuan's dazzling shot.

However, before he could catch his breath, Chen Xuan's figure bent, and the spear seemed to disappear. In the blink of an eye, it strangely reappeared from behind him and swept across. The old man stretched out his hands to resist, but was swept away with a dull bang, and his hands even made a slight cracking sound as if they were broken!
Chen Xuan's sweeping move sent him flying dozens of feet away, and he even crashed into a tree that was so big that two people had to hug it, only then did he stop bleeding and his momentum.

"Who are you? Your internal energy turns into tangible lightning, which is clearly a supreme martial art. Why do you want to pick a fight with me when we have no grudge against each other?" He spat out a mouthful of blood and roared angrily. His hands were shaking and he could hardly lift them up. His left hand was deformed and twisted, and his right palm was covered in blood, with obvious white bones piercing his palm.

Chen Xuan responded with a long weapon, but his poison and claw skills were restricted and he could not use them at all. He suffered a great loss in the first encounter. Although he did not die, if he did not receive timely treatment, his hands would be crippled.

Chen Xuan, with the tip of his spear pointed downwards, walked over cautiously and said, "What are you saying? Just now you were calling for me to be killed, but now you say there's no grudge. Have you forgotten so quickly?"

"You were the one who started the fight first. Now that things have come to this, I will fight you to the death!" Seeing that Chen Xuan had no intention of letting him go, the old man shouted gloomily, and raised his right hand from his waist, and a piece of gray-blue poisonous powder was sprinkled towards Chen Xuan. With a burst of internal force, the poisonous powder swept over like a cloud of poisonous mist visible to the naked eye, and there were also vicious poison needles hidden in it.

This old guy was practically full of poison. Chen Xuan had been prepared for this situation. He flicked his sleeves and his internal energy surged, creating a strong force that rolled back all the poison powder and needles.

The poisonous mist that swirled back onto the plants caused them to wither and rot visibly. It was clearly a deadly poison that killed instantly upon contact with blood. The poison needles penetrated the tree trunks, and wherever they passed, the trunks spread out like weathering, with the small cracks as the center, and debris flew everywhere.

He was about to pursue the victory, but this was just a trick played by the old man. He had no intention of fighting Chen Xuan to the death. He threw out the poison powder and poison needles and turned around and ran away.

"You can't run away," Chen Xuan's figure flashed and he chased after him. As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared behind the other person, and the sharp edge of his spear flashed like a death warrant.

When it comes to performing light skills in front of him, the other party is still far behind.

"is it?"

The opponent suddenly turned around and faced Chen Xuan's spear with a cruel smile. Then his figure shook slightly, allowing the spear to pierce his shoulder, and his right hand stabbed towards Chen Xuan's eyes like lightning.

Enough!

Chen Xuan admired his decisiveness, but this trick was used in the wrong place.

When the opponent stretched out his hand, Chen Xuan raised his left hand with his fingers like a sword, and an incomparably condensed sword energy was emitted from his fingertips. With a swing, his skeleton-like arm was severed at the shoulder.

"You~!"

This is another extremely high-level skill. The old man looked incredulous, as if saying, if you have such a skill, why are you making things difficult for me?
Chen Xuan planned to chop off his head with a sword, but he suddenly kicked him in the heart. Chen Xuan couldn't help but kick him back. As a result, the recoil force broke one of his legs and he broke free from the spear.

The next moment, he used his only remaining leg to gain leverage on the ground, and his figure flashed out, but he did not escape, but quickly came to his snake staff.

His left hand was already twisted, but now he swung it forcefully and struck the snake staff, growling viciously, "Even if I die, I will drag all of you down with me today!"

As he spoke, his snake staff hummed, the metal scales stood up, and out of it spewed a visible poisonous mist of white, red, and black. It was extremely poisonous at first glance, and if it spread out, who knows how many people would die!

"It's not up to you!"

Just as the three-colored poisonous fog was about to erupt, Chen Xuan arrived here in the blink of an eye.

He let go of the spear, stretched out his hands, and his internal energy surged, enveloping the snake staff. He hugged his hands and twisted them, and the air was visibly distorted. A transparent vortex appeared in an area of ​​about ten feet in radius, and the three-colored poisonous mist that continuously spewed out of the snake staff could not escape the range of the vortex.

The old man's face was filled with horror, and the poisonous mist stopped spewing out of the snake staff. Chen Xuan clasped his hands together, and it seemed as if the surrounding space was compressed, showing ripples visible to the naked eye. This was actually a visual error caused by the internal force affecting the air.

Then, the three-colored poisonous fog was compressed extremely hard, and in a breath it was compressed into a ball the size of a glutinous rice ball. Looking at the old man's stunned expression at such terrifying and profound internal strength, Chen Xuan raised his hand and slapped it, and the three-colored poisonous fog compressed into the size of a glutinous rice ball fell into his mouth. Then he slapped his palm twice in the air, one palm compressed the air to close his mouth, and the second palm lifted him up and flew out in the air.

After doing all this, Chen Xuan caught the spear that had not yet hit the ground. He saw that the old man who was knocked away had a distorted face. Under the three-color poison, the moisture in his body seemed to disappear quickly out of thin air, and he became extremely fragile. As he flew away, his body broke apart and fell to the ground dozens of feet away. Even his clothes turned into debris on the ground, and some broken bones and hair could be vaguely seen.

After a brief battle, the old man in black robe was killed by Chen Xuan, and his body was never found.

"That three-colored poisonous fog is truly terrifying. Even weaker innate masters wouldn't be able to withstand it. It seems like that's his ultimate weapon. Fortunately, I'm powerful enough to stop it in time. Otherwise, if it spread, who knows how many people would have died."

Only after the other party was completely dead did Chen Xuan feel a little relieved.

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(End of this chapter)