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Chapter 965 Fighting the Martial King

At this time, deep in the cave entrance that the Bloody Hand King and the others were following, a figure was running at a very fast speed.

It kept going for half an hour and then stopped.

This figure running wildly is Qin Chen.

Just when Qin Chen was about to plunder other people's treasures, his soul force sensed a powerful aura of King Wu coming, so he rushed into the passage immediately.

Although he didn't know which dynasty this Martial King belonged to, he thought that only the seven dynasties had enough capital to allow a Martial King to return to this Martial Lord area.

If he knew that he had killed Heng Tianxiao, he would definitely be the first to attack him.

Although Qin Chen is not afraid of ordinary King Wu now, in the current situation, it is better to leave if he can, and there is no need to get entangled with the other party too much.

"The harvest this time is really good."

Stopping his steps, Qin Chen swept his mental energy into the storage ring. He could not help but be pleasantly surprised when he felt the densely packed magic crystals and large amounts of magic liquid in the storage ring.

With so many magic crystals, it will no longer be difficult for him to advance further in his cultivation.

No wonder so many people yearn for this magical secret realm. It is indeed a good place for treasure hunting.

"And this golden bowl!"

Qin Chen was also very happy when the golden bowl he snatched from Zhou Zhengshu appeared in his hand. At first glance, the golden bowl was just like the big seal. It was an extraordinary real treasure. Although he was still unable to use all the power of this real treasure.

However, as long as he breaks through to the Martial King realm, the power of these two true treasures will be even greater.

"First, completely refine this golden bowl."

Finding a corner and sitting cross-legged, Qin Chen immediately began to refine the restraints in the golden bowl.

When he snatched the golden bowl just now, he only refined the most superficial restraints in it. If he wanted to truly activate the golden bowl and make it drive like an arm, he had to refine more restraints.

The restrictions in the golden bowl are dense and extremely complicated.

Fortunately, Qin Chen has unique attainments in restraints. After one stick of incense, he has refined all the restraints that can be refined in the golden bowl.

Buzz!

The misty golden bowl was like a golden disk, floating above his palm, exuding a terrifying aura. At the edge, the void had a vague artistic conception of being cut.

"sharp!"

Qin Chen stood up with a look of surprise on his face. The more he refined it, the more satisfied he was with the golden bowl.

Just as he was about to try the power of this golden bowl, Qin Chen's expression suddenly changed and he even looked at the front of the passage he had come from before.

In his perception, a terrifying Martial King aura was rushing towards here. Because he was refining the golden bowl just now, his soul power was not fully released, and he only discovered it when the other party was already approaching him.

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"Whoosh!"

Under Qin Chen's solemn gaze, a blur of bloody light appeared at the end of the passage. It was as fast as lightning and came to him in the blink of an eye.

"That's too late."

Qin Chen smiled bitterly. He thought that if he left immediately, the other party would not be able to track him. He did not expect that King Wu was so powerful in tracking and found him so quickly.

However, now that he was found, Qin Chen had no intention of hiding anymore, and just looked at the sudden appearance of King Wu calmly.

"Is it you who just killed my disciple of the Daqian Dynasty?"

Falling down, the Bloody Hand King looked at Qin Chen in front of him with cold eyes, and his whole body was boiling with murderous intent.

Qin Chen was stunned. He did not expect that this person turned out to be King Wu of the Daqian Dynasty.

"So what? If not, so what?" Qin Chen sneered.

Generally, it is difficult for a Martial Lord to spy on King Wu's cultivation level, but Qin Chen, with his powerful soul power, was able to instantly sense the cultivation level of the Blood Hand King, which was at its peak at the early seventh level.

If he were a Martial King at the mid-seventh level, he would still feel a little bit in trouble, but he was just a Martial King at the peak of the early seventh-level, and he couldn't let Qin Chen escape.

Not to mention anything else, the strange demon armor on his body alone would give him an absolute upper hand against the early seventh-level Martial King, unless the opponent could break through his defense.

Qin Chen's calmness made the Bloody Hand King's eyes instantly darken, and his murderous intent became more serious, as if a sharp blade was placed on Qin Chen's head.

"Boy, when this king asks you, you'd better answer obediently, otherwise, I will make you unable to live or die!" The Bloody Hand King squinted his eyes, and a chill erupted all over his body.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Knowing that it was impossible to be kind, Qin Chen sneered, his fighting spirit burst out, and buzzing, a dazzling golden light erupted from the golden bowl in his hand.

Qin Chen also wanted to test the gap between his current strength and the peak Martial King in the early seventh level, and he was very confident that even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he would be able to escape unscathed.

"You are such a arrogant boy, but you are working in vain. For a small martial master, in the hands of my Bloody Hand King, you will definitely die."

How could the Bloody Hand King not know what Qin Chen was thinking? It was not unusual for him to think that his strength was amazing and wanted to challenge the powerful King Wu.

However, he will soon shatter the opponent's illusions. It is extremely ridiculous for an ant to try to find out the details of a tiger. An ant is an ant after all, and no matter how powerful it is, it can never be compared with a tiger.

"I'm afraid not necessarily!"

Qin Chen slowly moved the golden bowl, and the golden edge on the edge of the golden bowl was flickering, exuding a terrifying aura.

"You actually want to seek death, so I will capture you first, and then I will make you kneel down and reply!"

The Bloody Hand King didn't have the patience to wait any longer. The blood-colored aura on his body suddenly surged, and the blood energy shot into the sky. A sharp sound broke through the air. From the blood energy, blood-colored true essence vines shot out and attacked Qin Chen.

It was the same move that killed Xu Guanlong before.

"cut!"

Putting his hands across his chest, Qin Chen's body's real power surged wildly, and powerful spiritual power poured into the golden bowl. His hands faced each other in palms, and the golden bowl trembled crazily between Qin Chen's palms, exploding like lightning. Go out and attack into the bloody vines.

Boom!

Golden light surged all over the sky, and the terrifying golden bowl rose up in the wind, and instantly became several feet in size. It collided with the bloody vines all over the sky, making a violent roar, and could not help but block the attack of the bloody vines. At the same time, a terrifying The power of cutting quickly spread to the Bloody Hand King through the true essence vines.

"What?"

The Bloody Hand King was shocked. It was the first time that he saw a Martial Lord able to block his attack, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

However, facing the sharp cutting power, the Bloody Hand King remained motionless and allowed the cutting power to spread. A strange scene occurred. The extremely sharp cutting power approached the Bloody Hand King's body, like a blade stabbing him. As if it had fallen into a quagmire, it instantly became sluggish. At the same time, the power was also rapidly weakening, as if it had been drained of strength and became weak.

"The power has been absorbed?"

Qin Chen was shocked. Although the power of cutting is also an attribute power, it is more similar to the power of artistic conception.

Just like the sword intention, even if it is not driven by real power, it can still explode with extraordinary power.

But now, the cutting intention permeated by the golden bowl quickly weakened as soon as it came close to the Bloody Hand King's body. It was obviously neutralized by another force.


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