Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

"That...that's the direction in which His Highness flees!"

The coachman was startled, and a silver light flashed under his feet, and he was about to rush to the majestic place, but Bai Chen was the first step to directly block his way.

Upon seeing this, the coachman suddenly became furious: "Get out of my way, I have no time to accompany you now!"

"Sorry, I am in a hurry too, so let's make a quick decision!"

Bai Chen was holding the Wind God Sword, and with a flash of light, he attacked the coachman.

With sword versus fan, close combat can occupy an absolute advantage, which is why Bai Chen is so anxious to attack.

The two of them fought fiercely all the way, sword light and fan shadows, blending together, but because of anxiety in their hearts, the coachman's movements were obviously a bit messy, and his realm was so much higher than Bai Chen, and he didn't get the slightest bargain when he called this way.

"Get out of here!"

Being entangled in such a close body, the coachman finally shouted, and the folding fan in his hand flew outwards, went around a semicircle, and cut directly at the back of Bai Chen.

Feeling the fierceness flying behind him, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes and muttered softly: "Boom!"

Whoosh!

Under the weird pace, his figure seemed to teleport, and happened to escape the folding fan, and he was attached to the coachman to chase wildly all the way, stabbing thousands of sword shadows.

锵锵锵锵锵!

Holding the folding fan that flew back all the way to resist, bursting out thousands of sparks, the two figures hit the ground from the forest, and then entangled in the low-lying quagmire. No one showed any sign of defeat.

Bai Chen made it clear that he wanted to use the length of the sword to entangle him to the end, and he had just taken the fifth-grade pill, and it would take a while for the spiritual source in his body to recover.

The two had been trembling for a long time. Facing this slippery fellow, the coachman had nothing to do. The worry about Prince Chen Xun in his heart made him even more impatient.

"Zhuang Diexiaomeng-Huawu!"

The coachman, who was backing all the way, suddenly turned the folding fan in his hand, and under a pink wave, a pink petal fell from the sky.

Bai Chen, who was keeping chasing, swept across the floating petals at will, and couldn't help but think of Hua Dounan, the spirit skill that guy used was also in this state.

However, although the coachman's strength is far superior to Hua Dounan, the petal illusion formed by Zhuang Diexiaomeng is an illusion technique, not a real spiritual technique.

The magic array is obviously more advantageous to ordinary people, but it's a pity...

Within the dark red eye pupils, those petals gradually became clear in the line of sight, and even the spiritual power form hidden on each petal, as well as the hidden eyes surrounding all the petals, appeared clearly in Bai Chen's gaze. In the sight of.

The corner of his mouth was hooked, and Bai Chen's forward stature suddenly stopped, holding the sword and stabbing a petal behind obliquely, a strong wind passed by, and the petal was instantly shattered, and in an instant, the entire flower formation burst. It became a piece of powder.

"how can that be!"

The coachman looked at the black-robed boy who was standing calmly in front of him in surprise, and his expression was a little dazed for a while.

"How about it, I didn't expect it, as a reincarnation realm, you can't even take me as a kid in the universe realm!"

A touch of ridicule appeared on Bai Chen's face, as if the emperor had descended, and his body exuded the courage of the world and the world, and under his contemptuous eyes, there was an indescribable arrogance.

"Hmph, it was just a coincidence, what are you crazy!"

Obviously, the coachman was completely irritated by Bai Chen's frivolous appearance, completely lost his square inch, unexpectedly raised the folding fan, and used the same trick again.

"Zhuang Diexiaomeng-Huawu!"

With a flap of the folding fan, countless pink petals fell in the sky again, and once the people in the illusion act rashly, they will be completely disoriented by the illusion, and even unable to see the coachman.

However, with such a terrifying phantom formation, Bai Chen snorted disdainfully, and suddenly pierced a petal in front of him with his sword in his hand.

puff!

This time, Hua Zhen's eyes were hit hard again. When all the petals broke into a piece of dust, the coachman was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After stumbling for two steps, the coachman raised his horrified eyes again: "This is impossible. Huawu can instantly melt thousands of petals, but there is only one petal in the eye. How did you discover... of……"

The confused driver suddenly stared at Bai Chen's calm and deep red eyes, hesitatingly said: "Difficult, can it be said that the eyes of inheritance?!"

"Oh! One by one, they all say that this is the eye of inheritance. You are really annoying." Bai Chen scratched his head helplessly, and slowly carried the wind **** sword across him, following his fingertips lightly. And then, the blade of the Wind God Sword burst into infinite dazzling light instantly.

"whispering sound!"

Seeing Bai Chen's inexplicable sword intent, the coachman gave a light sip in disdain, completely disregarding this sword intent.

Although Bai Chen's eyes are the natural nemesis of Zhuang Diexiaomeng, but even so, the coachman is still a strong man in the reincarnation realm, how could he be surprised by the inexplicable momentum of the sword.

Slowly retracting the folding fan, the coachman put his hands together impatiently: "Even without Zhuang Diexiaomeng, you are still not my opponent!"

After the words fell, under the quick knot of the handprints, a series of water columns hovered from his feet like water dragons. These water dragons did not look grand, but the faint spiritual pressure within them completely suppressed Bai Chen. Breath.

"An ant, it should have the posture of an ant! The blue dragon is in the deep!"

The coachman gave a cold drink, and several water dragons instantly raised their heads, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure, and dyed a large amount of coolness under the night sky.

This extraordinary wave of spiritual power alone caused the surrounding sea of ​​trees to be chopped into pieces in an instant by the aftermath of the water ripple. It is conceivable that if these water dragons collide together, they will What a terrifying destructive power.

However, just as the coachman took out his life skills, Bai Chen in front of him was holding the Fengshen Sword horizontally and nodded in appreciation: "Uncle, what you said is pretty good, Ant, it should be a bit stubborn! "

Puff!

Following Bai Chen's secret thoughts, the Wind God Sword, which was still exuding thousands of white glows, suddenly ignited a strange black flame under the violent trembling scream.

The appearance of this strange black flame caused the temperature between the two of them to rise at an incomprehensible speed, and the water dragon next to the coachman, after encountering the breath of this black flame, had a faint tendency to evaporate. .

Feeling that the power of his "blue dragon in the abyss" had been reduced by nearly half in an instant, at this moment, the coachman finally lost his face. When he looked at the red-eyed and black-robed boy in front of him, he unexpectedly showed a pity that was almost begging: " Not only do your eyes negate me, but also flames?!"

"Sorry, my life is too hard, Xiaoye, everything can be countered by the world, let alone you are a horseman driving a cart!"

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