However, the sword was already drawn, and the momentum was already formed. It was already too late for him to change his move.
"Dang!"
When the two's saber and sword clashed, it was like two different skies clashing together. A loud sound rang out, and tiny cracks appeared in space.
The two clashed, each taking ten steps back. Blood leaked out of a corner of Xiao Chen's lips, and his complexion paled slightly.
The blue-robed old man did not appear injured, but his arm was numb. His palm was empty, and this saber strike knocked his sword away.
Shock appeared on the faces of the other three old men. The blue-robed old man's strongest saber strike. The blue-robed old man's strongest saber strike actually failed to defeat Xiao Chen. Instead, it knocked away the sword in his hand.
How could someone who just entered the Blue Robed Emperor be so strong?
No matter how much accumulations Xiao Chen accumulated, the power of the world that the Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperor could drive should be at least double that of his.
Unless …
There was only one possibility. This fellow's Profound Martial Technique had already reached Medial Grade, one grade higher than the blue-robed old man's Thousand Dragons Soaring.
Furthermore, the Blue Dragon Battle Armor on Xiao Chen's body seemed extremely strange. It seemed to have absorbed a significant amount of damage from the Thousand Dragons Soaring.
"I said it before, don't regret it. I, Xiao Chen, have never feared you. If you want to compete in ruthlessness, then let's see who is more ruthless!"
Xiao Chen snorted coldly and tore off the Neptune Headscarf on his forehead. Then, he charged at the weaponless blue-robed old man.
While you are down, I will take your life!
"Stop him!"
The three felt like they had just woken up from a dream. They already expected the severity of the situation. They leaped up in unison to block Xiao Chen, preparing to deal with Xiao Chen as quickly as possible.
"Ao Jiao, Little Yellow Feather, help me block these two. It will be done in a moment."
"I promise to do it."
Little Yellow Feather spread its wings amid a piercing golden light and entered a berserk state. The light was like the sun, illuminating the space like it was daytime.
Little Yellow Feather opened its beak and spat out a golden holy flame at one of the three.
"What the hell is this? Solar True Fire! How can there be such a pure Solar True Fire?"
The flames could melt even Xiao Chen's Blue Dragon Armor, so how could they be so easily blocked?
Caught off guard, a large portion of that person's protective laws were burned away. His hair and eyebrows were all set ablaze, and he cried out in panic.
Ao Jiao didn't waste any time and imitated a short knife. With a slash, divine thunder resounded through the sky and blocked the other elder.
Only one elder flew towards Xiao Chen, wanting to stop him from harming the weaponless blue-robed elder.
Who could have imagined that Xiao Chen would not even look at this person, allowing the other party's attacks to land on him? Xiao Chen wanted to strike the blue-robed old man with his saber?
Puchi!
Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood upon receiving this attack, his face turning even paler.
However, the blue-robed old man was in an even more miserable state. His chest had been struck by a saber, and his flesh and ribs had all been severed. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
After clashing head-on with another move, Xiao Chen swung his saber again, striking the blue-robed old man.
"Bang!
Bang! "After taking three moves, Xiao Chen also sent three saber strikes at the blue-robed old man. Xiao Chen chopped the unarmed blue-robed old man, who had lost his momentum in one move and was half-dead.
Xiao Chen did not even give this person a chance to catch his breath. However, the price was extremely heavy.
The other old man's three moves landed on Xiao Chen's body without holding anything back. The Blue Dragon Armor he wore already turned into a beam of dark light and vanished. Wounds covered his body, and blood dyed his white robes red.
However, when this person saw Xiao Chen turn around, he did not show any fighting spirit. Instead, he was so frightened that he took three steps back.
This person was truly frightened. In the three hundred years of his life, he had never seen such a ruthless youth.
Xiao Chen was ruthless to his enemies but even more ruthless to himself.
The old man was very clear on the might of his three moves. However, Xiao Chen did not even make a sound. He did not even turn his head to look at the blue-robed old man until he was half-dead.
The old man just watched as the blue-robed old man, the strongest person among them, lay on the ground in pain, moaning helplessly.
The old man finally understood what Xiao Chen meant when he said, "Don't regret it."
When the old man saw Xiao Chen charging at him with his saber in hand with a cruel smile on his face, his legs trembled. Then, he did something that even the old man himself did not dare to imagine — he turned around and fled.
After being scared off by Xiao Chen, the old man simply did not dare to face this pair of eyes. He simply could not muster any fighting spirit.
"What's going on?!"
After the initial panic, the two old men fighting with Ao Jiao and Little Yellow Feather had already gained a clear upper hand. They looked at the half-dead blue-robed cultivator on the ground and the old man fleeing, confused expressions on their faces.
"Ao Jiao, back off!"
Xiao Chen did not care about the old man's departure. He shouted coldly and turned his body to the side, dragging his saber. Then, he switched places with Ao Jiao and Little Yellow Feather, blocking the pressure from the two Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperors.
After a hundred moves, the two old men panicked. They now knew why the old man retreated without fighting.
When facing Xiao Chen, who fought with his life on the line, anyone would feel flustered. They had no choice but to submit to such a ruthless person.
No part of Xiao Chen's body remained intact. However, the saber wounds on the two old men were still very shocking, raising eyebrows.
"Let's go! Let's go! I can't hold on anymore. This fellow is too crazy!"
The wounds on Xiao Chen's body increased. Several times, the two old men hoped that Xiao Chen would fall. However, they were disappointed again and again, only getting more wounds.
The two old men's minds were on the verge of collapsing. They no longer dared to continue gambling. They left the battlefield, picked up the blue-robed old man's body, and turned to flee.
Four Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperors were scared away by Xiao Chen, who had just entered the Blue Robed Emperor realm. They did not even want to linger.
If news of this spread, no one would believe it. Aside from "heaven-defying," there was no other word that could describe this.
Xiao Chen extended his Spiritual Sense and verified that the four old men had already dragged their heavily injured bodies far away.
A smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face as he fell backward.
Earlier, Ao Jiao had been forced out of the battle. She tried to interfere several times but failed. Now, she rushed forward and caught the fallen Xiao Chen in her arms.
Little Yellow Feather, who had lost a significant number of its feathers, flapped its wings and flew over.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, wanting to praise Little Yellow Feather. However, when he saw that his hand was covered in blood, it felt too dirty. Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, and his raised arm drooped back down.
"Ao Jiao, I'll be fine after sleeping. Don't cry. If you cry, I won't wake up."
After saying that weakly, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Ao Jiao hugged Xiao Chen tightly. Tears welled up in her eyes. However, when she thought about Xiao Chen's words, she forced her tears back. She muttered, "You idiot, why are you always so desperate? What is so good about being the Blue Dragon King?"
The scorching land and the dark sky — one man, one Item Spirit, and one bird — appeared desolate and lonely in this vast world.
Covered in blood, Xiao Chen leaned against Ao Jiao, falling into a deep sleep. Wounds covered his body.
Little Yellow Feather shook its head, shaking off the dust and broken feathers on its body. Then, it became spirited again. "Creak!
Creak! "
The Little Golden Crow chirped. When it saw the sorrow on Ao Jiao's face, it wanted to coax her. However, its actions were childish and ridiculous.
Ao Jiao rubbed Little Yellow Feather's head and squeezed out a smile. "Little Yellow Feather, go and find some water for me."
The Little Golden Crow looked at Xiao Chen, who was covered in blood and dust. Then, it flapped its wings and made a gesture as if it was a trivial matter. Then, it flew to the second ring, the Ice Mountain Ring.
Soon, Little Yellow Feather flew back. Its sharp claws held a mountain-sized chunk of ice and placed it beside Ao Jiao.
Ao Jiao did not know whether to laugh or cry. Then, she found a piece of rag from Xiao Chen's clothes. After the ice melted, she wiped Xiao Chen's body with a serious and solemn expression. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
Little Yellow Feather went back and forth, bringing more than ten mountain-sized chunks of ice. Then, it flew over.
Ao Jiao smiled in understanding. Little Yellow Feather was really stubborn. I did not tell it to stop, but it did not.
This was also good. The Flame Ring was hot all year round. The ground was scalding hot. With these chunks of ice to cool down, the sleeping Xiao Chen should be more comfortable.
After Xiao Chen finished wiping Xiao Chen's entire body, his clothes were as white as snow. Then, she brushed aside the hair on his forehead, revealing his delicate face. Then, Ao Jiao gently tied the Neptune headscarf around Xiao Chen's head.
In less than half a day, Xiao Chen's injuries had mostly recovered.
However, Xiao Chen's injuries were too severe this time. The sleeping Xiao Chen did not show any signs of waking up soon. It would be hard for him to wake up before his internal injuries recovered.
Getting up, Ao Jiao picked up the Lunar Shadow Saber that fell from Xiao Chen's hand. Then, she carved an ice bed on the ice and slowly placed Xiao Chen on it.
Within the scarlet space, Ao Jiao did not say a word. She held the Lunar Shadow Saber and practiced her Saber Techniques on the ground.
Rumbling thunder resounded, and golden divine lightning tore through the sky. It flickered endlessly as Ao Jiao walked.
The Little Golden Crow got excited and flew over to exchange moves with Ao Jiao.
Seven days later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. A chill came from his numb limbs. This made his body feel extremely comfortable in the Flame Ring.
Xiao Chen touched his body with his hand and realized that he was lying on the ice bed. The blood on his body had already been cleaned up. He got up and looked into the distance, but he did not see Ao Jiao.
Xiao Chen felt suspicious. He slowly floated down from the ice bed and looked around. However, he still did not see Ao Jiao.
"Creak!"
A bird's cry drew Xiao Chen's gaze behind him. Only then did he discover that Ao Jiao had fallen asleep on the ice bed.
Ao Jiao, who had her eyes closed, leaned back on the ice bed. Her usual mischievous and fiery temper was gone, looking cold and moving.
Her voluptuous figure added to her charm, looking very alluring, like a sleeping goddess.
Noble and beautiful, cold and charming.
Little Yellow Feather was very energetic as it stood on Ao Jiao's shoulder. Its intelligent eyes looked around warily, like a warrior on guard.
Seeing that Xiao Chen had recovered, Little Yellow Feather was very excited.
Seeing that it was going to cry out again, Xiao Chen quickly made a shushing gesture and pointed at Ao Jiao.
Little Yellow Feather understood, and a lively look flashed in its eyes. Then, it shut its mouth and used its wings to make a shushing gesture as well.
Just at this moment, Ao Jiao's eyelashes twitched. When she saw the white-robed Xiao Chen, her sleepiness immediately vanished.
Joy flashed in Ao Jiao's eyes. She stood up in a fluster and hugged Xiao Chen.
A dense flame immediately lit up in Little Yellow Feather's eyes. It burned with rage and jealousy as it bared its teeth at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen patted Ao Jiao's shoulder and smiled. "If you still don't let me go, Little Yellow Feather will roast me to a crisp."
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