Chapter four hundred and eighty-eight hit his own face(2/2)
"Emperor Chen Qing, you are looking for death." Shangguan Wuchang's body was filled with a huge murderous aura and shouted angrily: "I will kill you first. As long as I kill you, no matter how much you lose, it will not be a loss."
"Is that right?" Chen Qingdi raised his eyebrows, and there was no intention of taking action. He just said lightly: "That old guy was very powerful, right? Moreover, you have heard that even he did not get a bargain in my hands, let alone you? Do you think you are stronger than him?"
"You..." Shangguan Wuchang gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say, and shouted angrily: "I see if your strength is as powerful as your mouth."
Shangguan Wuchang took action directly.
Chen Qingdi said this, of course, not showing off anything, but mocking Ren Wuxiu.
Although Ren Wuxiu left, Young Master Chen always felt that he was secretly peeping at him, but his spiritual sense could not be noticed.
Therefore, Mr. Chen wanted to use this method to determine whether Ren Wuxiu had really left.
Those who know it are not scary, just be careful.
But you don't know at all whether the enemy is there or not.
"I will definitely let you satisfy you, and I will let you know that my strength is even stronger than my mouth." Chen Qingdi raised his eyebrows, holding the traceless ice marrow sword, and met him.
"Although this old guy has a good personality, he is also a person with good face. I was just a little ridiculed, and my breathing changed." Chen Qingdi attacked and said to himself: "However, the most impact on him is the traceless ice marrow sword in my hand."
When Chen Qingdi launched the attack, he clearly felt that a sudden sound of breathing suddenly appeared, although it disappeared quickly.
"Clang!"
With a shocking sound, Chen Qingdi's scarless ice marrow sword collided with Shangguan Wuchang's long sword, and Shangguan Wuchang's long sword was directly cut off.
If it weren't for Shangguan Wuchang's internal force attached to the sword, he would not make any sound when his sword was cut off.
Shangguan Wuchang's long sword is good, but it is just ordinary iron after all. Chen Dashou's traceless ice marrow sword is a medium-grade magic weapon.
It's a magic weapon.
"My sword..." Shangguan Wuchang let out a cry of great distress, his eyes were bloodshot, "Di Chen Qing, I must kill you."
"Who, I'm sure, the sword-breaking style!"
Emperor Chen Qing was too lazy to pay attention to Shangguan Wuchang's roar. The spiritual energy in his body burst out, and the traceless ice marrow sword in his hand quickly slashed at Shangguan Wuchang.
Who is that?
It seems that he is talking about Shangguan Wuchang, but in fact he is making Ren Wuxiu look forward to it.
"boom!"
A huge pit appeared at Shangguan Wuchang's feet. Shangguan Wuchang's hair was disheveled, his whole body was covered with soil, and the broken sword in his hand also fell to the ground.
"Who, please look at it again, the sword-slashing style!"
Another sword was slashed out, and a sarcastic smile appeared on Chen Qingdi's face.
After this slash was cut, Shangguan Wuchang was seriously injured, and a wound appeared on his chest, but he had not completely lost his combat power.
"Who, look at this sword again..." Chen Qingdi was about to draw the sword again, but before he could finish his words, Shangguan Wuchang, who was kneeling on one knee, got angry.
"I'm calling Shangguan Wuchang, it's not that person." Shangguan Wuchang roared wildly, and then he vomited several mouthfuls of blood, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was trembling violently.
"puff……"
Emperor Chen Qingdi didn't say anything anymore. He moved his body and quickly pierced Shangguan Wuchang's chest with a sword. The speed was extremely fast, and he was not something Shangguan Wuchang could dodge at all.
"The sword-holding style is useless, you have to use the sword-holding style." Chen Qingdi looked at Shangguan Wuchang, his already angry body, and shouted loudly: "The sword-holding style."
Chapter completed!