At the same time, Elder Nangong waved his arm fiercely and swept the shield in front of him, hitting most of An Xiaomo's avatars that were floating in the air and smashing them one by one!
In this short span of a breath, Elder Nangong blocked the Fire of the Underworld on the left, stopped Xiao Chen's sneak attack from the back, and repelled a group of An Xiaomo. He actually resolved all the attacks easily!
Everyone present was dumbfounded. Xiao Chen and Elder Nangong's series of attacks and defenses dazzled everyone, making it hard for their eyes to take in all of it.
Some of the weaker juniors did not see the movements of the two at all. They only heard a series of banging sounds and Xiao Chen suddenly appeared behind Elder Nangong. Then, many inexplicable things appeared in the living room.
At this time, Xiao Chen's right palm had been hit by the handle of Elder Nangong's spear. There was a bone-cracking pain that started from the palm that was hit and gradually spread to his entire right arm!
Xiao Chen frowned and shouted while enduring the pain, "Little Nethery, An Xiaomo, don't attack separately. Attack together and kill him with all your might!"
After hearing Xiao Chen's order, the Fire of the Underworld jumped a few times in the air and suddenly turned into a bluish-purple smoke, quickly entering An Xiaomo's body!
After obtaining the power of the Fire of the Underworld, An Xiaomo's two pitch-black eye sockets quietly appeared a wisp of flame. His mouth also began to spew fire. Even the flying sword that was originally as bright as autumn water was gradually covered with a layer of bluish-purple shimmer. It looked as if it was dipped in poison, which was extremely strange.
"Oh? This is a little interesting. I didn't expect these two artifacts to not only have their own consciousness, but they can also merge into one … "Elder Nangong looked at An Xiaomo up and down with interest. He found that his figure seemed to have grown bigger and looked more powerful than before.
"Hehehe … Are you afraid? Why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake? Maybe I'll be merciful and leave your corpse intact! "An Little Demon said with a strange smile as he felt that he was full of strength. His confidence was greatly boosted.
Elder Nangong did not seem to hear An Xiaomo's threat. He carefully observed the bluish-purple flame in her eye sockets. As if he suddenly thought of something, he turned to look at Xiao Chen and asked with narrowed eyes, "Boy, I heard that there is a kind of Quenching Fire in the world, also known as the Heavenly Flame. It is not afraid of any water source, and the most powerful one can even burn everything in the world. Did you get it?"
"What's the True Tempering Mystical Flame?" Xiao Chen moved his aching right arm and pretended to be nonchalant as he said, "I'm from the countryside. I don't understand the nonsense you're talking about!"
"It's your magic tool, that purplish-blue flame!" Elder Nan Gong's face turned cold. He couldn't tell if this kid was pretending to be stupid or if he was really stupid.
"Oh, that!" Xiao Chen grinned and laughed heartlessly, "I bought a lighter and it was given to me for free! I thought the color was not bad, so I used it to bluff people! "
"What a waste of God's gift!" Elder Nan Gong snorted angrily and looked back at the faint blue flame. A hint of greed flashed in his eyes as he said, "Boy, give me your Quenching Fire, and I can consider not pursuing the matter of Burning Sky Faction robbing our Profound Cloud Sect's treasure for the time being! What do you think? "
"Are you f * cking sick?" Xiao Chen stood behind Elder Nan Gong and secretly gave An Xiaomo a look. He kept scolding, "You old fart, do you have no money to buy a coffin? Was he blinded by lard? Why did he want every good thing he saw? Why don't you go and collect junk? "
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chen's feet gently stepped on the ground. His figure was like a breeze as he suddenly appeared on top of Elder Nan Gong's head. His left palm gradually condensed a cyclone.
"Old thing, how dare you ignore me? I'll make you pay the price you deserve! Tsk, tsk, tsk … "An Xiaomo received Xiao Chen's gaze and immediately laughed strangely. The flying sword in his hand ignited a towering flame as he slashed at Elder Nangong's left shoulder!
"Hmph, it's just a small trick! How dare a grain of rice shine? "Elder Nan Gong snorted coldly as he raised his spear and easily blocked An Xiaomo's flying sword.
Xiao Chen wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to strike but Elder Nan Gong seemed to have eyes on top of his head. While blocking the flying sword, he waved the shield in his left hand up and directly knocked Xiao Chen away!
Elder Nan Gong had just finished off Xiao Chen with this move and his other hand immediately turned his wrist flexibly. The long spear took advantage of the momentum to deflect the flying sword's blade. The sharp tip of the spear moved forward and stabbed An Xiaomo's right leg!
"Hehehe … Old man, are you a fool? How dare you stab me with an ordinary weapon? This is simply … What?! " At first, An Little Demon was smug and wanted to mock him, but when he looked down, he found that his thigh that had been stabbed was continuously leaking black gas. He was shocked!
"Bang!"
At this time, there was a loud noise. After being sent flying by Elder Nan Gong, Xiao Chen smashed heavily into the wall!
Wood shavings splattered everywhere as the wall collapsed, burying Xiao Chen inside. The dust that flew up filled the living room.
"Husband Xiao Chen!"
"Exalted Immortal Master!"
Hong Zhu and Gong Shaoxi, who were standing on the side, could not help but be horrified when they saw this scene. They shouted in unison and then moved, ready to run over to check on Xiao Chen's condition.
However, as soon as the two of them took a step, five figures suddenly appeared in front of them. It was the five disciples of the Profound Cloud Sect. They blocked in front of them.
All five of them were exuding faint yuan qi from their bodies, fully displaying their cultivation bases of the consummate Nascent Soul Stage. They did not attack Hong Zhu and Gong Shaoxi, instead standing in a straight line in front of them. It was obvious that they did not want to let the two of them pass so easily.
Hong Zhu and Gong Shaoxi both had fuming looks on their faces, but they also knew that with their strength, they would not be able to defeat any one of them in a one-on-one fight, not to mention that there were currently five Nascent Soul Stage cultivators glaring at them. They had no choice but to stand on their tiptoes and peer at the large hole, but it was completely grey and they could not see the situation clearly, so they could only stare anxiously.
Seeing that his disciple had the situation under control, Elder Nangong sneered and turned his gaze back to An Xiaomo. He said lightly, "Although I don't know what you are, even an immortal cultivator of a higher level than me would not be able to gain any advantage over these two magic tools, let alone a nondescript thing like you. You'd better surrender and hand over the Heavenly Fire of Quenching Truth! "
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