Suddenly, the Eastern Emperor Bell soared into the air. Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand and grabbed the bottom of the Eastern Emperor Bell. He shouted and swept it at Song Que, who was charging at him.
Song Que was horrified. He had been attacking the Eastern Emperor Bell all this time. However, when he saw that Xiao Chen did not react, he was already out of habit. Song Que was thinking that he only needed one more attack to get Xiao Chen out.
Xiao Chen had not expected Xiao Chen to charge at him with the bell in hand. Xiao Chen's rapidly descending body trembled. Before Xiao Chen could react, Xiao Chen sent him flying with a 'bang.'
The huge recoil caused Song Que to fly back like he was swatting a fly. He vomited a mouthful of blood in the air and landed on the ground.
Many of the inner disciples who had rushed over after hearing the bell had just stabilized themselves when they saw this inconceivable scene.
An Inferior Grade Martial Grand Master had sent a peak Martial King flying back while vomiting blood. No one could figure out what was going on.
This mouthful of blood was actually the Qi and blood that Song Que had been suppressing. From the first strike, Song Que had not dissipated the recoil from the Eastern Emperor Bell.
He had only used his cultivation realm to suppress it. He had struck the Eastern Emperor Bell for close to a thousand times. The suppressed energy in his body had already reached a horrifying level.
If he continued suppressing it for a long time, it would cause hidden injuries to his body. Hence, when Song Que vomited this mouthful of blood, his body actually felt very refreshed.
However, even though his body felt refreshed, his heart felt even more upset. Song Que looked at the crowd that was still rushing over. He felt like his heart was being cut by a knife. He thought to himself that he had completely lost all his face today.
A Peak Master was actually forced into such a sorry state by a junior. This joke was getting out of hand.
As the saying goes, break a crutch and break a fall. Song Que's emotions had completely calmed down. Since it had already come to this, as long as he could kill this person, there was no need to care about morality.
When Song Que saw Xiao Chen charging over with the bell, he knew the strangeness of the Eastern Emperor Bell. He had already lost all his face, so he did not mind losing some more face. He did not choose to clash head-on.
Relying on his advantage in speed, he quickly dodged Xiao Chen's attack. Then, everyone saw an incredible scene.
An Inferior Grade Martial Grand Master used a damaged Secret Treasure to crush a peak Martial King, forcing him to flee. It was a very impressive sight.
Seeing the crowd pointing at him, Song Que remained expressionless. He looked coldly at Xiao Chen and easily dodged Xiao Chen's attack.
Xiao Chen also knew what Song Que was thinking. He was waiting for Xiao Chen to exhaust his Essence Qi before dealing a fatal blow.
In any case, he had already thrown caution to the wind. Xiao Chen also knew what the outcome would be. He held the Eastern Emperor Bell and smiled as he chased. "Song Que, your father really knows how to name you. He knows that you lack morals, heart, and calcium, so he gave you some."
"Why are you running? You are a bona fide Peak Master. You do not even dare to have a proper battle with me, an insignificant Inferior Grade Martial Grand Master?"
"Weren't you quite awe-inspiring just now? Why are you acting like a tortoise now? How long are you going to hide? "
I'll bear with it. Let's see how long you can shout for. Song Que felt sullen in his heart. However, he did not fall for Xiao Chen's trick.
If he attacked now, Xiao Chen would place the Eastern Emperor Bell on his head. He could only think of another way to break the Eastern Emperor Bell. At that time, the gains would not make up for the losses. Instead, it would be a waste of time.
Xiao Chen might as well let him be pleased for now. When his Essence ran out, Xiao Chen would torture him and make him kneel and beg for mercy, living a life worse than death.
"Who is this brat?! How can he be so arrogant? To think he dares to speak to Song Que like that. "
"This brat seems to be Liu Ruyue's new disciple. He is called Ye Chen. He is only an Inferior Grade Martial Grand Master."
"Liu Ruyue is already arrogant enough. I did not expect this brat to be even more arrogant than her. Indeed, the disciple is like the master."
These Heavenly Saber Pavilion inner disciples had good judgment. Naturally, they would not be foolish enough to think that Xiao Chen could defeat a Martial King and force Song Que to flee.
There had to be a reason for this that they did not know. Furthermore, Song Que dodged very easily; he did not panic at all. Even so, everyone was filled with admiration for Xiao Chen's courage.
"If this brat survives today, his name will definitely shake the entire Heavenly Saber Pavilion. It seems like the Heavenly Saber Pavilion has not had such a bustling event in a long time."
"Indeed, a disciple who just entered the sect a few months ago actually dares to challenge a Peak Master. In the history of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, this is unprecedented and will not happen again. "
Although the Eastern Emperor Bell was damaged, it was still one of the peak Secret Treasures of the human race. As Xiao Chen controlled the Eastern Emperor Bell, his Essence was depleting very quickly.
The river in his dantian was slowly drying up. Xiao Chen thought to himself, I can't continue playing around. I have to run. Although it would be difficult to escape with the strength of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, Xiao Chen still had to give it a try. He could not just sit there and wait for death.
Just as Xiao Chen was preparing to use the Eastern Emperor Bell to open a path and leave this place, the Eastern Emperor Bell in his hand suddenly trembled. It turned into a small, exquisite bell and landed in Xiao Chen's hand.
Xiao Chen hated that he could not trample on this Eastern Emperor Bell until it smashed to smithereens.
This was not the first time the Eastern Emperor Bell had failed. Every time it happened, it was at a crucial moment. Every time it happened, it was a life-threatening moment.
When Song Que saw the Eastern Emperor Bell suddenly disappear, he was stunned. He thought that Xiao Chen was playing a trick on him. When he saw Xiao Chen quickly flee, he came to his senses.
He had finally endured to the end. Song Que could not help but laugh loudly, "Little bastard, let's see where you can run to!"
Xiao Chen executed the Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art to its limits. His figure was like a rushing flood dragon, flying on flat ground. Unfortunately, the difference in cultivation realm was too great. Even with a Heaven Ranked Cultivation Technique, his speed could not compare to a peak Martial King.
A white light flashed and Song Qianhe appeared behind Xiao Chen. He sent out a kick. This kick tore through the air and gave off an intense sonic boom. It landed heavily on Xiao Chen's back.
Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. His body slid forward continuously.
Song Que had actually controlled his strength in this kick. He did not want Xiao Chen to die so quickly. Otherwise, the force of this kick would have shattered all of Xiao Chen's internal organs.
"Why don't you run? Run for me!" The rage that Song Que had endured for a long time was finally revealed at this moment. He revealed a gloomy expression as he walked unhurriedly towards Xiao Chen.
In his eyes, Xiao Chen, who had lost the Eastern Emperor Bell, was like an ant. He could play with him however he wanted, but he could not go overboard. If he was not careful, the ant would be squashed to death.
When Song Que thought of this, he could not help but laugh loudly. It was like he was possessed; he was in a state of madness.
However, just at this moment, Liu Ruyue, who was holding the Lunar Shadow Saber in the distance, finally completed a certain ritual. Her already extremely weak body became even more unbearable.
After the ritual was completed, the Lunar Shadow Saber in her hand glowed brightly like a miniature sun. It quickly flew towards Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen, who was on the ground, stretched out his hand naturally and grabbed the saber's hilt.
The light on the saber instantly disappeared and it became ordinary again. When Song Que, who was originally startled, saw this, he calmed down.
"Trashy Master, long time no see. You are still as trashy as ever!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out in Xiao Chen's heart. Xiao Chen became excited and forgot about the pain in his body. He exclaimed, "Ao Jiao, is that you? Is that you? Is that you? Is that you? "
Xiao Chen asked "no" three times in a row. It was clear how excited he was in his heart. That familiar voice rang out again, "It has only been such a short time and you can't even recognize my voice. You really make me sad."
"Furthermore, the one who woke me up was actually a young lady. I thought I would see you the moment I woke up," the familiar voice rang out again.
Without a doubt, Xiao Chen was pleasantly surprised. However, when he heard Ao Jiao's words, he could not help but feel confused, "Why did you seal yourself back then? Do you know that I … "
Before Xiao Chen could finish speaking, Ao Jiao interrupted him, "Don't you want a Sub-Divine Weapon? I won't explain it to you. I don't have much time left. Let's deal with this old man first.
"I'll borrow your body for a while. Don't resist."
The moment Ao Jiao spoke, Xiao Chen felt a strong mental energy enter his mind. Knowing that this was Ao Jiao, Xiao Chen did not resist and handed over control of his body.
Slowly, Xiao Chen felt a strange state. His thoughts were very clear, and he could see the outside clearly. However, he could not make any movements.
When Song Que saw that Xiao Chen was slowly getting up, he laughed coldly in his heart. Then, he sent a kick at Xiao Chen. Another intense sonic boom resounded in the air.
Xiao Chen revealed a gentle smile on his face. No, it should be Ao Jiao's smile now. It was somewhat strange for a man to have such a smile.
Ao Jiao stretched her body and used her left hand to block Song Que's kick, which was faster than the speed of sound. Then, she casually pulled back and lifted Song Que's body into the air.
What's going on? Song Que was incomparably terrified. Xiao Chen actually blocked his attack. Not only did he block it, but he also lifted him up. This was too unreasonable.
Song Que calmed down and took a deep breath. His upper body was in the air and he did a difficult sit-up. Then, he swung the saber in his hand at Xiao Chen's head.
Ao Jiao's palm struck Song Que's wrist. Song Que felt his arm go numb, and the saber fell to the ground.
"Pa!"
Ao Jiao's right hand slapped Song Que, who was in midair. The strength of this slap was so great that Song Que's body was immediately slapped back, and there were five clear handprints on the right side of his face.
This slap was incredibly resounding. Not only did it knock out all the surrounding Heavenly Saber Pavilion inner disciples, but it also knocked them unconscious. Song Que was completely fooled by the slap.
What's going on? Didn't I endure for so long because I was waiting for this brat to exhaust his Primordial Qi so that I could torture him to death?
Why is it that I just had a kick and the situation changed again? He is just an Inferior Grade Martial Grand Master, yet he lifted me up and even slapped me.
I am a peak Martial King, this is impossible!
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