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"Rumble ?"
Mo Yi quickly shifted to the side and became more distant. He knew his own limits, and now that the Neihai Zong's people were here, it was better for him to stay far away from this netherworld ghost who would not care about the bystanders. This Li Chen he could not defeat, and with netherworld ghost here, it was impossible to give him the chance to make a move.
However, seeing that Li Chen had easily turned around and hid himself, Mo Yi could guess, Li Chen's cultivation level, was probably the same as the Nether Limitless, who was a level 7 Martial Saint.
This difference was truly extraordinary! Moyu shook her head in self-mockery, stood for a moment, then flew away, informing the elders in sect, that was what he could do now.
Seeing that Mo Yi had left, the disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect glanced at the people beside them, those who were afraid of death walked a distance, they cherished their lives very much, this was clearly not something they could handle, but, if the netherworld ghost did not come, they could not control Li Chen either.
After all, this netherworld ghost had stayed at the Seventh Martial Saint level for close to a hundred years, and her cultivation was many times stronger than Li Chen's.
After a dozen or so moves, Li Chen appeared to be at a disadvantage.
The Ghost of the Nether Realm only knew that Li Chen had definitely improved in the The War God's cave, and adding the War God's inheritance, when he thought of this, the netherworld ghost's eyes were filled with greed and hatred.
"Brat, hand over the War God's inheritance and I can still benevolently leave you an intact corpse."
After once again resisting the poison needles of the netherworld ghost, the fighting spirit and murderous intent in Li Chen's eyes surged. "Heh, the War God's inheritance? I do not know what it is, but even if I have it, I will not give it to you.
In the The War God's cave, in those last few exchanges, Li Chen did not know that everyone had guessed that he had obtained the inheritance, and now that he had come out, the outside world did not have any rumors about him having the War God inheritance either, so, it was better to not admit it, if not, if he was heard by someone, he would have more enemies.
If there were enemies, it would just be a matter of trouble and escape! Li Chen still did not want to create such a situation, so Tyrant Sword Sect and Neihai Zong were still using other excuses to chase after him.
Thousands of poisonous needles in netherworld ghost were all controlled within the range of the spatial lock. This spatial lock was even the Method of travelling that he had used right after he arrived, so Li Chen could be said to have also been locked within this domain.
Seeing Li Chen's face full of disapproval and ridicule, and with the netherworld ghost's control, the poisonous needles all began to sound out sinisterly.
"Since you don't know how to choose, I'll help you choose one!"
Weng ~ Shua ~
Thousands of poisonous needles were attacking Li Chen consecutively. Li Chen wanted to dodge to his left and right, but the spatial lock was controlled by the netherworld ghost, causing it to shrink even smaller.
"Do you really think you can kill me with your strength!" After Li Chen finished speaking, a small cauldron appeared in his hand, and with a thought from Li Chen, the cauldron grew bigger and bigger.
"Clang ~ Clang ~ Clang ~ Clang ~"
The poison needles were all knocked aside by the cauldron, causing netherworld ghost to feel that he had lost contact with the spiritual strength after being hit by the cauldron.
"Hehe, do you really think I can't kill a brat like you?" netherworld ghost was completely enraged by Li Chen.
Initially, he had even wanted to control Li Chen with the poison needle, but he had forgotten that Li Chen had obtained the miraculous cauldron in The War God's cave.
This time, he did not hold back anymore and used all his strength to attack Li Chen. With Li Chen dead, all the things on his body would be his, he was afraid that he would not be able to find the War God's inheritance.
So, this time Li Chen noticed the surrounding changes, the spatial lock suddenly stopped shrinking, and the surrounding temperature also suddenly increased.
Li Chen then transformed into the Golden Puppet Cover and wrapped himself with it. With the change, Li Chen could not afford to be careless.
"Haha, boy, you won't be able to escape death today."
netherworld ghost was very proud, the blades in his hands suddenly turned into a burning hot transparent red, as if they were refined by fire.
The air around them began to heat up. "Rumble ?"
Li Chen's right ear moved, he immediately left the place, and when he turned to look at the place where he was standing a moment ago, he saw countless bright red gold blade pieces that were extremely sharp, and they were quickly being activated.
"Rumble ?"
Another sound came from behind him. Li Chen dodged in a flash, and in the 10 metre radius, the number of bright and red blade pieces increased, and they were extremely sharp, as they floated around soundlessly. Only when they attacked Li Chen, they would emit a light sound.
And at this time, the netherworld ghost's spatial lock released countless of sword blade spiritual strength, adding on the shiny blade that was everywhere, Li Chen could only stick to the cauldron and move it, blocking countless of killing intent for himself.
"Hmph, don't think that you're the only one with Method of travelling s." Li Chen snorted coldly, he had transformed into countless of ice shards and frozen all the blades. In an instant, other than the space beside netherworld ghost and around a meter of Li Chen's cauldron, there were only ice cubes in the dimensional lock, and specks of red light shone from within the ice cubes.
"Drip, drip, drip ~"
Due to the heat of the blade, the ice began to drip.
"Kid, this is the Innate Flame. Your bent body is unable to seal it for long, so you should obediently hand over the War God's legacy. Also, this cauldron, I'll let you die a quick death."
As soon as Li Chen touched the needles, all of the needles vanished, not a single drop of water left his body. Li Chen had never thought that he would be affected by the poison in the first place, he had never seen a single drop of water before.
Seeing that he could only freeze the cauldron once again, and then, using the Ares-class Arts, because his cultivation had gone up, these high order and Method of travelling that were originally Kunlun s were unleashed with the greatest amount of power by Li Chen.
The poisonous needles were no longer controlled by the netherworld ghost and they all stopped their attacks, trembling non-stop.
"Humph, useless trick, break it."
netherworld ghost shouted. When all the spiritual strength were activated, the poison needle trembled even more violently, but it still stopped moving. This caused netherworld ghost to be shocked.
This brat Li Chen, what Method of travelling did he use this time to actually control his own treasures? This won't do, this brat must die today, do you think that he only has these two moves, the older the better.
"Whooosh."
Countless strong gales started to blow and the ice began to crack open one after another. The bright red blades suddenly began to stir violently.
This allowed Li Chen to stand directly next to the mouth of the cauldron, and hide inside the cauldron the moment there was anything wrong, and then use the spiritual strength shield to cover the mouth of the cauldron.
This time, netherworld ghost's actions were not right.
Li Chen's attack was not wrong, the blades were stacked one by one, more and more, adding the sudden gust of wind, the blade pieces hummed loudly.
Li Chen had to rely on his strength as a Seventh Martial Saint to be able to stabilize himself. The strong winds were not ordinary, and when they brushed against Li Chen, he could not take it anymore.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz ~"
The blade pieces that were stacked together started to make sounds, that kind of muffled sound, and at times sharp sounds, transmitted to the surroundings of the Tyrant Sword Sect's honorary Town.
Even in the mountain city a thousand miles away, some people raised their heads and looked around in puzzlement, looking for the sound to slowly fly up to the sky to look in this direction.
Of course, these people did not concern Li Chen and netherworld ghost.
What Li Chen was so nervous about was the blade that looked more and more like a long blade.
If it weren't for the fact that Li Chen personally saw the shiny golden red blades stacked on top of each other, no, they should have found a way to pull each other's attention together and slowly melded together, turning into a large, untraceable blade, which Li Chen would probably have thought to be the work of some great artificer.
However, this also meant that Li Chen's current situation wasn't very optimistic.
As the large saber slashed down, the surrounding wind swirled around it, whirlpools spinning rapidly one after another. Just a few meters away from the large saber, a small whirlpool of wind was fused into the whirlpool, forming a destructive whirlpool.
Li Chen stood at the mouth of the cauldron, frowning as he watched the change. When the big blade slashed at him, he did not panic at all as he used his right leg to spin the furnace, causing the big cauldron to hum loudly as it flew towards the blade.
"Bang ~"
The collision between the two Polar Ares-class s created a loud noise, and the aftermath of the explosion spread far, far away.
"Impossible!" Impossible! Impossible! How can it be? But how can it be stopped! "
netherworld ghost roared out in disbelief. How could his Law Blade be blocked by a cauldron?
However, what shocked the netherworld ghost the most was that following that, the big blade started to disintegrate. Pieces of blade pieces flew out as if it was shattered, and the hilt of the blade in his hand also started to vibrate.
Seeing that it was also about to shatter, netherworld ghost did not seem to believe it. With the support of the spiritual strength in his hand, he ruthlessly suppressed the trembling hilt of his blade.
The blade pieces flew out and scattered everywhere. Even the handle of the blade couldn't stand it any longer and exploded.
"Pfft!"
netherworld ghost, who should have been tightly holding onto his blade, was knocked flying to a plate, as he spat out a large mouthful of blood, looking miserable and in a state of disbelief.
However, what followed was hatred, with bloodshot eyes that filled the entire eye socket, he ignored his own internal injuries and flew straight into the sky, where one after another the words of Method of travelling came out from netherworld ghost's mouth and burrowed into the scattered blade fragments.
"Rise!"
netherworld ghost shouted loudly, and the gold blade pieces scattered on the ground started to shine with red light, with some of the red having a strange color.