waste?

Xu Jia smiled handsomely, making her somewhat elegant and delicate face look ugly.

"I know I was seduced by Wenren Qiuhou, but I wanted to be fooled myself. Is this a waste?"

"no."

"I want to take away your three lions and use them to find assessment questions. Is this waste?" Xu Jiashuai asked again.

"No." Qi Chen shook his head.

"It's not like I just got on the God-given list, and then I was pushed down and I became a waste."

"That's not even true." Qi Chen smiled.

"Then what qualifications do you have to call me a waste?"

"Because I'm better than you." Qi Chen said bluntly. Although he was wary, he didn't think much of Xu Jiashuai.

"To me, you are useless. If I want to say something, I will say it. If I don't want to say something, I won't."

"Are you better than me? This is probably the best joke I've ever heard."

"I don't know if you have read the novel, but your remarks are very similar to those of a villain."

Feng Huo jumped from Qi Chen's arms.

Xu Jiashuai was speechless.

He stopped talking, and his hands slowly pressed on the two long swords.

The sword is unsheathed.

A handle of white snow and a handle of early sun, it feels like the two heavens of ice and fire.

Qi Chen sighed and said: "Brother Xu, you are good at using three swords, why use two swords?"

Xu Jiashuai's pupils moved. He didn't expect his three swords to be seen through, but he remained calm and sneered: "I don't need to use the third sword against you."

He could probably see Qi Chen's realm, but so what, he was already iron-clad and extremely powerful. He was once the genius of the sword sect. Now he was giving face to the opponent by using his two swords. Moreover, he was now a master of the same generation.

Everyone already knows that, with his name and surname, maybe Qi Chen is a hidden master, but this probability is too low.

Xu Jiashuai looked at Qi Chen, who was thirty meters away. He took a deep breath, and the sword light flashed in his dark eyes.

His right foot slowly moved forward against the ground, moving half a step, and the sole of the shoe made a rustling sound.

This is a trail, leaning towards the mountains, so no one walks on it.

The road is a bit uneven, many stone bricks have cracks, high and low, and there are some weeds growing in the middle.

The two swords were trembling.

"please."

After he said this word, his expression suddenly became excited, and sword energy burst out from the two swords. There were nearly a hundred of them, entangled with each other, and flew towards Qi Chen.

At the same time, he slammed his foot on the ground, his body was like a flying shuttle, and the tip of his sword was also aimed at Qi Chen's eyes.

The ground of the small street was cracked, and the weeds growing in the cracks of the stones were scattered in the air.

The sword energy is like waves.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the stone walls on both sides, spreading like an abyss towards Qi Chen in the direction of the sword energy.

The world is falling apart.

This is in the mountains, this is Buddhism, so the destructive power of monks to the real world is far less than what it is outside the mountains now, but an Iron Bone Realm is still terrifying enough.

If Xu Jiashuai hadn't had some scruples and limited the scope of his sword energy, the entire alley would have exploded.

Qi Chen also held the sword and felt the fluctuations coming from the thin sword. He knew that his sword was also eager to fight when he met his peers.

He stared at the group of swords that looked like swimming fish, and then looked at Xu Jia's handsome sword style swallowing mountains and rivers. He felt a thrilling beauty.

But there was no expression on his face.

Many people will underestimate their opponents, especially after knowing their opponent's strength.

But Qi Chen won’t.

He has killed an adult since he was a child.

He also knows that many masters will be beaten to death by a brick.

Strong cultivation cannot prevent death.

The speed of the sword group reached the extreme, almost disappearing from the naked eye, as if Qi Chen faced only Xu Jiashuai's own attack.

The distance quickly closed.

Qi Chen drew his sword, flipped his palm, and the thin sword floated out smoothly from his waist like a breeze. The tip of the sword picked up the weeds on the ground, and then pointed accurately among the almost transparent swords.

.

It was like a car speeding on the highway. Suddenly someone took an iron rod and inserted it directly into the tire, making a tooth-ache and ear-ache friction sound.

Sparks flew.

The large group of swords were messy, like headless flies, shooting out directly, hitting the ground and walls, and piercing hundreds of holes.

Qi Chen's blow was effective and he didn't stop. Looking at Xu Jiashuai's figure, he lunged forward.

A thin sword chopped at the messy dust in the wind, and then struck the two hot and cold long swords.

Xu Jiashuai showed a sinister smile.

His swords are not ordinary. With his qualifications in the Sword Sect, the swords he can get are naturally of the highest quality.

So he had already expected that Qi Chen's sword would break next.

Even using spiritual energy cannot stop his sword, because his sword is extremely sharp and can break through spiritual energy.

"Is this the previous Jianmen? It has indeed fallen. I hope Yan Junqing will not disappoint me."

"Since you don't use the third sword, then don't use it."

Qi Chen's cold words rang in his ears, and at the same time, he felt cold on his neck.

As soon as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, his pupils suddenly shrank as if illuminated by a strong light, and emotions of shock and confusion surged up like a tide.

He saw the weeds splashing out from the cracks in the rocks. The grass fell on his neck and cut his neck open.

Xu Jiashuai couldn't understand what happened for a while.

Qi Chen had fought against old monsters before, all of them had vicious eyes and rich experience, so he was familiar with the Taoist grass characters and knew how to deal with them.

Moreover, at that time, Qi Chen did not have the Sky Bearing Wheel, and his understanding of grass characters was far less than it is now.

What is the grass character?

In the entire Taoist sect, there are less than five people of the younger generation who have access to it, and they have not even fully learned it.

The Jianmen Sect has become weaker and weaker over the years, almost closing the mountain. Xu Jiashuai grew up in such an environment. Although he was the number one person in the Jianmen Sect before, he is indeed weak compared to the disciples of other sects.

A little bit, this has a lot to do with vision.

Qi Chen didn't hold back.

He also has no habit of holding back against those who want to kill him.

Before the head left his neck, Qi Chen said softly: "Actually, I am the one who wrote the black words."

Not surprisingly, he saw Xu Jiashuai's horrified eyes and the rich regret.

Boom!

The neck fell to the ground.

Only then did blood splash out.

The weeds flew up one after another, and finally fell on Xu Jiashuai's body, which was even sadder than the horse-leather corpse on the battlefield.

Qi Chen doesn't like killing people, but sometimes, he has to deal with it cleanly, so as not to be unwilling to give up in the end.

There was a faint sound of footsteps in his ears. When he looked back, he saw a little novice monk huddled in the corner, looking at him like a devil.

"Ahhh!"

The little novice monk shouted intermittently, but he was too nervous, so he sounded without confidence.

"Buddhism... has rules... not to kill people."

Qi Chen smiled and said, "Just pretend you didn't see it."

"This is unreasonable." The little novice monk looked pale.

"Either you pretend not to see it, or I will make you invisible." Qi Chen threatened.

The little novice nodded repeatedly, and finally ran away crying.

Qi Chen was speechless. The little novice monk was just a child less than ten years old, so he couldn't do it. What's more, there was no reason why human lives would not be taken at the banquet between humans and gods.

Qi Chen ignored the body. After a few hours, the patrol officers would naturally deal with it if they saw it.
To be continued...