The big sword danced wildly, and the sword lights emerged.

Huhuhuhu! Murong Chen punched a few punches and exerted his force, directly knocking several disciples from Tianwu Palace to the ground.

A disciple with a high level of cultivation, with a sword in front of him, wanted to take over Murong Chen's tiger fist.

Bang! The big knife was hit with a deep pit, and a clear fist mark appeared on the big knife.

Puff! The latter spit out a mouthful of blood, all of his internal organs were cracked, and his seven orifices were bleeding and he died.

"The Fierce Tiger Fist is powerful!"

Murong Chen said to himself.

Wang Lin, the senior brother of Tianwu Palace, saw the scene in front of him and thought to himself that he took his disciples out to hunt beasts. Not only did he not gain anything, but he also ruined so many disciples. The leader would definitely kill him. The lightest punishment would also destroy his cultivation and be demoted to a less than that of his disciples outside the sect. From then on, he would take laundry, cooking, wiping the floor and dust, and he would accompany him for his whole life.

Wang Lin said viciously: "Boy, what's your name?

Dare to kill our disciples from Tianwu Palace! I am Wang Lin from Tianwu Palace!"

"Murong Chen, the eldest son of the Murong family in the Falling Dragon City!"

Murong Chen's robe was free from wind, his eyes were like torches, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

Chen Jingshen remembered Murong Chen's name, "Murrong Chen, who is Murong Chen who cannot practice?"

, In the Falling Dragon City, the reputation of the waste young master Murong Chen is well-known and well-known. However, calmness cannot be imagined that the handsome and handsome man in front of him is the waste young master Murong Chen himself.

"So it's that trash!"

Wang Lin stood with a sword and smiled bitterly: "Baoshi! I'm really afraid of dirtying my hands when I kill you, a trash!"

Murong Chen killed the disciples of Tianwu Palace. As the senior brother, he could not explain to Tianwu Palace. All of this was given by Murong Chen, the useless young master in front of him.

Bang! Under Wang Lin's knife, a deep crack appeared on the ground. This knife could have at least five thousand kilograms of force! "Kneel on the ground and kowtow to my grandfather and admit my mistake! Maybe I'm happy and spare you!"

"die!"

Murong Chen moved his robe and punched him.

"A sword!"

Wang Lin slashed in the sky, and the sword light won.

Murong Chen continued to exert force with his arms, and then punched him again.

"The tiger comes out of the mountain!"

With this punch, the shadow of a fire tiger can be clearly seen. The fire tiger is as powerful as a tiger going down the mountain! It pounces on the King of Tianwu Palace.

Boom! A punch and a knife collided violently, the fist blade shattered, and the knife light was dim.

Murong Chen's second fist, the tiger came out of the mountain, and it was as powerful as a bamboo shoot! A fire tiger seemed to swallow Wang Lin from Tianwu Palace.

Puff! "You! You!"

The great disciple of Tianwu Palace couldn't believe that the useless young master Murong Chen really killed him.

"Our Tianwu Palace will never let you go!"

As his life dies, the senior brother of Tianwu Palace roared with hatred.

Murong Chen sorted out his robe and checked the corpses on the ground. These disciples from Tianwu Palace are so poor that they don’t even have the lowest storage bag, not to mention the storage armband.

Fengming Pavilion quietly walked over, picked up the Black Wind Wolf's demon core, and held it tightly in his hand.

"Thanks!"

Seriously grateful.

"fine!"

Murong Chen looked at the woman who was not very outstanding in front of him, "These people are not right in character and are not worthy of being a warrior. Besides, I hate the people from Tianwu Palace!"

Murong Chen is telling the truth. If the Ten Thousand Beasts of the Lei family had a dispute with the Tianwu Palace of the Wang family today, he would definitely ignore it, watch the tiger fight in the mountains, or even the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole behind, and reaped the power of the fisherman.

Today is different. The people in Tianwu Palace are really bullying people.

"I am a disciple of Fengming Pavilion. I am calm, thank you."

Chen Jing continued, "My master practices and becomes possessed by demons. At midnight, his demonic attacks and is tortured. I came here to find the Black Wind Wolf's demon core and go back and give it to the master!"

This calmness is a bit filial.

It was getting late and there was no sunlight. Murong Chen said, "It's almost dark, and the Broken Soul Cliff is very dangerous. You are going back to Falling Dragon City tomorrow, which is safer."

"That's all!"

Chen Jing knew that Murong Chen was telling the truth. The night on Broken Soul Cliff is indeed more dangerous than during the day. He hadn't eaten for a day. He looked at the roast beef shanks by the bonfire and saliva came into his mouth.

"Eat it! You're welcome, this white flame thunder bone beef meat is very delicious!"

Murong Chen politely handed Chen Jing a piece of beef. Chen Jing took the beef and started eating it voraciously.

The Broken Soul Cliff is relatively dark. Now where Murong Chen is located is the first area deep in the dark forest of the Broken Soul Cliff. The warriors call it the trial area. The reason why it is called the trial area is because the monsters here are of very low level, many of them do not have much spirituality, and killing is relatively easy.

Walking inside is the second area of ​​the dark dense forest. The warriors call it the forbidden area. It is not that it cannot be entered here, but that the monsters in this area are of high level, and some monsters are very powerful, equivalent to the sixth level or even the seventh level of the spiritual realm, which is very difficult to deal with.

The third area is even more terrifying. Almost no one has been to it. It is called the Purgatory Area. This is also a small legend in the Falling Dragon City. For thousands of years, none of the people who entered it came out alive. It is rumored that there are strange flowers and plants in the Purgatory Area, many spiritual fruit immortal trees, and monsters are rampant. Many monsters have already practiced, which is equivalent to the realm of divine awareness of warriors.

...... Late at night, Murong Chen sat quietly and practiced, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of the world around him. His martial arts cultivation was firmly at the peak of the fourth level of the Agile Realm. After trying several times, he swallowed the pills again, but there was still no sign of breakthrough. In the martial arts path, every time he reached the peak of a small realm, if he wanted to break through, the spiritual energy needed was almost twice the spiritual energy of the previous realm, and it was very difficult to break through. If he broke through a large realm, the spiritual energy needed was more than twice the spiritual energy needed in the previous realm. The later stage, the more difficult it was to break through! Therefore, there are many martial arts people who have been able to break through by swallowing a large number of pills. In the martial arts path, hard practice and qualifications are very important. Pills are very precious, and buying pills requires countless spiritual stones.

The Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron in Murong Chen's dantian rotated rapidly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be sucked dry. Two vortexes formed in the air, and his eyes were wide open. This was the first time she saw a warrior absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, reaching such an exaggerated level.

The bonfire was burning, and the firelight shone on Murong Chen Yingwu's face.

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Murong Chen slowly opened his eyes. The next day, there is still one day tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be that bastard Lei Hao. When you go to Murong Mansion and pick up the bride, you must return to Murong Mansion before Lei Hao and kill that bastard Lei Hao.

The cold air at night in Broken Soul Cliff was very heavy, and he curled up quietly and his body was a little shaking.

"Come and sit down."

Murong Chen said politely.

Impressed Chen Jing to come to the campfire to keep warm.

Jing Jing glanced at Murong Chen and said in a sweet voice: "Thank you!"

"You are really the eldest son of the Murong family, Murong Chen?

!”

Looking at the person in front of me quietly and affectionately, the person who saved me.

"no!"

Murong Chen smiled slightly, "I made up it. The Murong Chen used to be reborn long ago and has gone to reincarnate!"

It’s not that Murong Chen didn’t believe Chen Jing. No one knew about his disappearance now, whether he was dead or alive. The entire people in the Dragon City were not clear. If Chen Jing lets go and is known by someone with ulterior motives, he will be in trouble again. The Xuantian Sword Sect of the Murong family will inevitably be another bloody storm. His strength is too weak. In the Dragon City, strength is everything.

He stared at Murong Chen in front of him quietly, his heart beat faster and his pretty face turned slightly red.
Chapter completed!