The disciples of the other sects had more or less heard of it, and their hurried footsteps immediately came to a halt.
"It's him! He is the White Robed Xiao Chen!"
The words that were originally intended to threaten Xiao Chen turned into all sorts of cries of pain. In the blink of an eye, only two true inheritors remained standing.
One of the two true inheritors, a blue-clad youth, shouted coldly when he saw Xiao Chen fiddling with his short sword. Even if Xiao Chen could face Shangguan Lei, there were more than one hundred people rushing over.
What was left behind was a group of cultivators from the various sects, who could only swallow their saliva and look at each other in dismay.
That Dao Tool was definitely even more incredible.
The news of the White Robed Xiao Chen defeating the Little Thunder Saber with one saber strike on Thunder Controlling Peak and facing off against Shangguan Lei had set the Black Cave Mountain abuzz.
Xiao Chen did not draw his short sword, but he felt a cold sharpness and a weak aura of the Great Dao.
However, Xiao Chen smiled faintly. "I won't hide it from you. Let's not talk about that. Who left these injuries on you? "
Ling Yu had not wasted all his hard work and time.
"Xiao Chen, this is not your problem. Just stay out of other people's business."
Ling Yu found this somewhat inconceivable. Just earlier, he was still thinking about how to deal with this problem.
Several Black Cave Mountain core disciples in the passageway recognized Xiao Chen, and their expressions changed slightly.
The Veritable Essence Energy that surged out of Xiao Chen's Primal Core was weaker than he expected. However, he was still satisfied.
"Boom!"
Just this point deterred anyone from acting rashly.
Xiao Chen still did not say a word. He sent out another palm strike. This palm strike was even more tyrannical and tyrannical. Like before, he used his full power. However, the might that erupted out was even more ferocious.
A person's name was like a tree's shadow.
Although Xiao Chen was not famous now, Shangguan Lei's reputation was very resounding. Shangguan Lei could face off against Xiao Chen and leave calmly.
These people were at least late-stage Minor Primal Core cultivators, and they were all core disciples of the various sects. Otherwise, they would not have dared to fight for peak Treasure Weapons.
Dusting off his hands, Xiao Chen walked straight to the second floor as if he had done something very casual.
"You can fight back how I did to you. I won't help you."
As long as Xiao Chen refused to hand over the Ink Cloud Sword, they could work together.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but be curious. What kind of Precious Weapon could make such a person so angry? Even if it was a Dao Soldier, it was probably only so-so.
But after three palm strikes, the situation had completely reversed, leaving them dumbfounded.
Bang, bang, bang!
A large group of people appeared on the stairs of the second floor. All of them were brimming with killing intent, and their cultivations were not ordinary. All of them were core disciples of various sects. One or two of them were actually true disciples.
It seemed like every time he used his full power, he could dig out more of the potential of his 9-Star Primal Core.
It was indeed a good sword. The Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion truly lived up to its reputation as one of the three most popular forces in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.
Xiao Chen received the short sword. The words "Ink Cloud" were carved on the scabbard. Just by holding the scabbard, he could feel the surging energy contained in the sword.
This was the difficulty of fighting for a Dao Tool and a Precious Weapon. It was not like subduing a weapon would make it yours.
The blue-clad youth turned his head slightly and looked at the other Heavenly Profound Sect true inheritor from the Black Cave Mountain. He said, "Brother Zhang Yu, don't you agree?"
Of course, Xiao Chen would not do that. He had already comprehended the Saber Dao's Great Dao Energy.
With this thought, the blue-clad youth no longer showed any fear. A ferocious look appeared on his face once more, and he was about to speak up in agreement with the two.
"How strong!"
When Xiao Chen pushed out with his palm strike, six stars lit up in the Veritable Essence Energy in his 9-Star Primal Core. However, the speed of the explosion was even faster. The hundred-odd core disciples and the two true inheritors on the ground crashed into the wall like sandbags.
"He is already as strong as Shangguan Lei. How did he do it?"
"The main thing is those two true inheritors. I can deal with one. However, with two attacking together and the attacks of the others, I can't block them at all."
"Xiao Chen, why are you still not handing over the Ink Cloud Sword? Are you really thinking of blocking so many of us for your friend?" Zhang Yu retorted coldly, making his intentions clear.
Zhang Yu was originally Xiao Chen's greatest competitor. However, at this moment, Zhang Yu wanted to work with him.
When the disciples on the first floor saw this, their lips twitched. This … are those really the core disciples of the various sects?
"Bang!" The Veritable Essence Energy in the palm wind knocked the two true inheritors, who had just turned around, into the wall.
Five golden stars flickered on the crystal Primal Core.
If one used it for three to five years, one would be able to condense a Dao. The comprehension of a cultivator would be even better than obtaining a Dao Tool.
Is this still the martial uncle that I know?
After flipping over the two true inheritors, Xiao Chen tossed them to Ling Yu's feet, one in each hand. At the same time, he returned the short sword to Ling Yu.
After all, true inheritors were already very strong. In their opinion, if one of them fought against the peak Minor Primal Core Xiao Chen, the odds of victory would be forty to sixty. If the two worked together, they would be able to win.
A strong wind kicked up by Veritable Essence Energy howled in the surroundings. The long hair of the two true inheritors fluttered wildly, and they found it hard to keep their eyes open. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
If the two still dared to stand here, they would be seeking death.
Then, they landed on the ground. This strike was very ruthless. They felt like most of their bones had shattered.
Infused with the Great Dao's Might, Xiao Chen drove his Veritable Essence Energy. Resplendent purple energy flowed through the meridians in his body. It was like a surging river gushing endlessly, giving off thunderous roars. All the energy in his body burst forth as he pushed his palm forward.
The two true inheritors felt bitter in their hearts. They did not dare to say anything more as they turned and fled. They already knew how horrifying Shangguan Lei was. Right now, Xiao Chen's strength rivaled Shangguan Lei's.
The crystal stone Primal Core lit up six stars!
Their expressions immediately turned grave. This was a Treasure Weapon that was about to give birth to a Great Dao. No wonder everyone coveted it.
Before the two true inheritors could say anything, they vomited blood and went flying. Without the strength of a true inheritor, they were caught off guard and went flying. After they fell to the ground, they howled in pain.
Aside from the Heavenly Shaking Mountain's various Confucian sects, the Potala Mountain's various temples, and even the Black Cave Mountain's sects, there were also these people.
No matter how one looked at it, Xiao Chen had no chance of victory at all.
One had to be able to face the encirclement of more than one hundred people and still be able to flee calmly. This was how people were. If they could not obtain something, they could not obtain it.
With the two true inheritors holding the line, the other core disciples of the various sects immediately felt much more confident.
Xiao Chen nodded to indicate his understanding. Then, he walked over and picked up the many core disciples piled together like they were cabbages before tossing them out.
Ling Yu wiped off the blood at the corner of his lips and took out a short sword.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly. It looked like he still needed some time to familiarize himself with the full might of a 9-Star Primal Core.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen's aura soared. His originally suppressed tyrannical aura was already frightening. Without Xiao Chen suppressing it, it was released to its heart's content.
"What Treasure Weapon did you find?"
"It's this."
Three palm strikes. With just three palm strikes, Xiao Chen severely injured a group of core disciples and two true inheritors, rendering them incapable of fighting anymore.
"Martial Uncle, since when did you become so strong?" Ling Yu gaped, speechless for a long time, completely stunned.
"Bang!"
With a thought, Xiao Chen sent out another palm strike. The Purple Thunder Divine Incantation circulated wildly, and his clothes flapped loudly. His long hair and stern face looked exceptionally scary.
Before this strong palm wind, the many core disciples found it hard to move, not to mention working together. Even their freedom of movement was restricted.
No wonder Ling Yu was in such a sorry state despite his great increase in strength. Before Xiao Chen's cultivation advanced, he might not have been able to take it.
Just the thought of witnessing the birth of a complete Great Dao Energy at one's own hands was exciting.
As long as one or two people stood out and called on everyone present to attack together, why would they fear an insignificant Xiao Chen?
However, the silent Xiao Chen did not say a word. He raised his head and looked at them coldly. Then, a strong aura erupted from his body.
Ling Yu recalled that when his martial uncle was a half-step Primal Core cultivator, he could barely exchange one hundred moves with him. Before entering the mountain, Xiao Chen was clearly not this horrifying.
Xiao Chen's strong Quintessence knocked back the two true inheritors who bore the brunt of the attack. The core disciples of the various sects behind them, who were about to chime in, were all stunned.
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