Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

This scene caused Jianya Zong's party to burst into laughter.

Lan Jian empty stomach: "What are these things? Shabby and old!"

The rest of the disciples also sighed in relief. The last time Longtan asked, it was still their victory that ended.

Wang Quanjian shook his head funny.

Is the Xingyun Sect party ready to hold pots and pans and fight against them like a beggar?

Li Ruxue asked: "Senior brother, let's bare hands."

Holding pots and pans in their hands is cumbersome.

Xia Qingchen said: "Yes, if you don't think you need to use the relics of the gods, then forget it."

what?

God's relic?

Li Ruxue's body that was about to bend down was fixed there with a bow waist.

A pair of snow eyes filled with doubt.

As if to say, did I hear it wrong?

Xia Qingchen said lightly: "It's worth it, just one per person."

Recovering, Li Ruxue immediately grabbed the chopsticks in it, and looked around in surprise.

"Sacred relics?" She could not believe that she could see such things with her own eyes.

It's just, it's very ordinary, it has no power at all.

Xia Qingchen came over and took out a dagger and gave her: "Drop your drop of blood on it."

Hearing the words, Li Ruxue took the dagger, cut his finger, and dripped it on the chopsticks.

Suddenly, the quaint old chopsticks immediately radiate a bright light.

"Instill inner strength and give it a try." Xia Qingchen said.

Li Ruxue followed suit and tried to instill inner strength in it.

As a result, an amazing scene appeared.

An explosive fireball erupted from the chopsticks and shot forward.

Blast the ground out of a huge crater with a diameter of eight feet!

The violent explosion blew the entire ground fiercely, and emitted huge blue smoke.

The two parties who were caught off guard were all startled.

Wang Quanjian, who was leaning leisurely on the Jiao Yi, a stagger, almost fell off the Jiao Yi.

He hurriedly stood up, staring at the terrible pit, and finally changed his color.

"The relics of the gods...the relics of the gods...is it you at the miracle meeting, who bought the ten relics of the gods?" Wang Quanjian said.

He heard Master Chen mentioned that this time, there will be a buyer in Miracle, who bought ten relics of the gods in one breath and set a record in the past.

However, out of confidentiality, Master Chen did not disclose the identity of the other party.

He never thought that that person was Xia Qingchen!

Master Dayun heard it and couldn't help but wonder: "Light dust, what's going on at the meeting of the gods, isn't it cheap? How much did you spend on these ten relics of gods?"

Xia Qingchen chuckled: "It's not much, it's only a billion."

Quiet!

Still!

Only the sound of Longtan’s waves crashing on the shore is enduring.

What did he say?

Ten billion?

No, it's "only ten billion?"

Has Xia Qingchen regarded billions of days of coins as money?

So much so that a "talent" word is spoken!

Master Yun's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and there was a deep sense of frustration.

She worked hard all her life, and her savings were only in her early billions.

Xia Qingchen spent 1 billion casually?

Li Ruxue and others recovered, and were all shocked and silent.

Looking at Xia Qingchen, their eyes changed completely.

Xia Qingchen, how rich is it?

Li Ruxue suddenly thought of it, and said with a smile: "Wang Quanjian, your master is so rich in resources, how can you give you 500 million days of coins? It is not as good as my fellow brother."

He just said aloud that Xia Qingchen was just like a country boy in front of Yu Qingyang...

But Yu Qingyang takes 500 million seriously.

Xia Qingchen, a countryman, treats billions of dollars as small money!

Wang Quanjian's face was blue and red, and he said lowly: "Don't talk nonsense, Longtan asked to start!"

"Good!" Li Ruxue stood side by side with a group of Nebula Sect disciples, staring at each other's Lan Jikong ten.

The latter's face is very unsightly.

Seeing the power of god's relics, where can they have a little confidence?

If you are not careful, you will be killed alive.

Wang Quanjian comforted: "Adopt strategies, first weak and then strong."

In this way, Lan Jiankong and others resumed a little calm.

As long as the weakest group of them is removed first, the Jianya Sect can build the advantage of adult numbers.

With their half-order nirvana, they may not be able to win.

The high-level officials of both sides exchanged a look, nodded slowly, and then shouted at the same time: "Start!"

Lan Jikong and others were extremely tacit, and Qi Qi shot towards the Nebula Sect, the weakest one, Dachen Wei, Ba Xuan disciple.

Ten ninjas attack one person at the same time.

One can imagine that power.

The disciples who were attacked were so scared that they looked disappointed, and hurriedly urged them to break the bowl.

Inner energy was poured into it, and the boiling water immediately burst into the bowl.

Suddenly, the ten people who attacked were sprayed in front of them.

Most people flash quickly when the situation is not good.

Only Blue Strike Kong Xiu was the weakest, failed to escape, and was hit by a hit.

Ah!

Two consecutive screams, Lan Jiankong fell into the water.

He was burnt all over and died on the spot.

The disciple who shot was pale and his lips shuddered: "I... I killed! I killed!"

She backed away in panic.

But the disciples of Jianya Sect retreated faster.

Their legs were soft and ran to the back of Duantianblade, and their backs were cold.

"I retire!"

"No, I admit defeat."

"It's too cruel, I don't want to die!"

...

Li Ruxue and others held the relics of the gods and killed them in the past. He heard that Jianya Zong's side abandoned all matches.

"Hey!" Li Ruxue pointed at them with dissatisfaction: "Can you respect your opponent a little bit? Retire without playing, which is an insult to us!"

The disciple of Jianya Zong heard teeth tremble.

Not angry, but afraid.

Respect you?

Respect you with your own life?

They shook their heads and said nothing.

Li Ruxue looked helplessly to Xia Qingchen and said, "Brother, they don't fight anymore, what should I do?"

Xia Qingchen said lightly: "Will you just hit it?"

After hearing this, the disciple of Jianya Zong numb his scalp.

"Deputy Patriarch saves life!"

"Quickly save us!"

Duan Tiandao's face was as gloomy as water, Shen Drink announced: "This time Longtan asked, we lost, and the reward for gambling is all owned by your Nebula Sect."

Xia Qingchen was firmly locked in his gaze.

A touch of remorse rose in my heart.

At the beginning of the Xingyunzong Mountain Gate, he foreseen that Xia Qingchen was a threat.

Now it really comes true.

Now it’s even harder to get rid of him again!

"Humph!" Wang Quanjian came to Lan Jiankong's corpse, and said in a dark way: "The person who killed me Jianya Zong must pay his life!"

He pointed to the female disciple who shot, and said coldly: "Within three breaths, I will kill myself, otherwise, I will do it myself!"

"three!"

"two!"

"One!"

Under strong oppression, the female disciple was at a loss and was so scared that she cried: "I didn't mean it, not..."

"Time is up!" Wang Quanjian walked coldly.

During the walk, there was a breeze.

Killing intentions.

However, a figure flashed in front of the female disciple like a ghost.

It is Xia Qingchen.

He looked faint, standing with his hands down, saying, "Within three breaths, get out of my sight!"