Chapter 602

"Xiaozhi, did they come at us?"

After taking a look, Su Chen asked.

"Yes, and we will encounter us soon." [Smart Chariot] quickly replied.

Su Chen is a little puzzled. He hasn't killed the orcs in recent days, and his whereabouts are also very secret. How did the other party find own?

He couldn't think of the reason, he didn't think too much, and told everyone, "You will all stay in the car for a while."

At the 9th level, even Chenfeng and Xia Jingyi could not participate.

"Brother Su, do you really want to harden steel with them?" Chen Fengman asked worriedly.

"The other party has been killed, we can't go if we want to."

Su smiled back, opened the door and walked straight out of the car.

But at this moment, that gorgeous tiger has already carried two 9th-level cultivators to the front.

"Roar!"

The gorgeous tiger stopped ten meters away from Su Chen, opened his blood basin and roared.

Suddenly, a bad wind swept forward, causing Su Chen's clothes to rustle.

"I'll skin you cramps later!"

Su Chen snorted coldly, waved his hand, and smashed the evil wind, turned to look at the two men on the tiger's back, and said lightly: "The two are here specifically to find me?"

"You are making waves in our Royal Orcs Continent, killing many of our tribesmen, of course this king is here to find you." The Royal Orcs man sneered.

"It seems that you are the Holy Lord of Nanban."

Su Chen murmured, "I'm a little strange, how did you find me?"

The Southern Barbarian Holy Lord didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "Your base car has my eyeliner, but now it seems to have been killed by you."

"That's it." Su Chen nodded slightly.

The Orc Royale who was killed usually looks honest, but he must have used some unknown techniques to leave clues.

However, the Royal Orc was clearly a subordinate of the Holy Lord of Beiyi, but he left clues to the Holy Lord of Nanban.

It can be seen that it must be the eyeliner of the Holy Lord of Nanban placed beside the Holy Lord of Beiyi.

"Human, why are you only level 7?"

The undead people who hadn't spoken all the time, after feeling the breath emanating from Su Chen, he suddenly sighed.

Before they got news, the Holy Lord of Beiyi probably died at the hands of the young man in front of him.

However, what a powerful existence is the Holy Lord in Beiyi. To kill it, a Cultivation Base of level 9 or higher is required, right?

And Su Chen is clearly only level 7. How did he do it?

Could there be a powerful helper?

Thinking of this, the undead people turned their eyes to the [smart chariot], instinctively thinking that the master was hidden in the car.

After hearing this, the Nanban Holy Lord next to him frowned slightly.

Having confronted the Holy Lord in Beiyi for hundreds of years, he knew the power of the Holy Lord in Beiyi better than anyone else.

Can a mere 7-level cultivator kill the Holy Lord of Beiyi? It's ridiculous.

In this way, he and the undead clansmen had the same idea, and Su Chen must have a powerful helper beside him.

"Two, don't think too much, the Holy Lord of Beiyi indeed died in my hands."

Su Chen curled his lips and chuckled lightly: "I don't have any grudges with the two. If you leave this big tiger behind, I can consider leaving the two a deadly life!"

"hiss!"

When Su Chen finished speaking, Chenfeng and Xia Jingyi took a breath.

Facing two 9th-level superpowers, Su Chen not only was not afraid, but also humiliated each other with words, which was maddeningly boundless.

Chenfeng even thought that if he was one of the 9th-level powerhouses, he would definitely not let Su Chen go in the face of this humiliation.

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