After the loud noise, one of the old men, a sixth-grade Holy Emperor, was seen floating out like a leaf.
After flying seven to eight hundred meters, it barely stood in mid-air, teetering on the edge of collapse.
The other old woman, a sixth-grade Holy Emperor, had been pierced through the throat by Chi Xiaoxuan's sword before, and lay paralyzed on the mountain below without moving.
"Do you have any last words?" Chi Xiaoxuan Yukong came not far from the old man.
"If you dare to kill the second elder of Shengxiao Pavilion, I guarantee that none of you will even think about it..." The old man stared at Chi Xiaoxuan with a twisted expression.
"No last words? Then let's hit the road!" Chi Xiaoxuan interrupted him directly.
While speaking, he flipped his wrist and a powerful sword flashed toward the old man's throat at high speed.
"Huh?!" The old man's hair stood on end and his pupils shrank sharply.
However, at this moment, he could do nothing but watch the sword light magnify rapidly in his eyes.
call!
But at this moment, an overwhelming wave of air swept in from not far away, destroying the world and destroying the world.
Chi Xiaoxuan immediately felt a breath of death envelope her, and couldn't help but shudder.
Without having time to think about it, he immediately used his 'Phantom Trace' and dodged to the left, barely avoiding the opponent's attack.
Then, looking at the three or four figures coming from the sky a thousand meters away, a look of solemnity flashed across their faces.
She can be sure that the person who attacked her just now is definitely the eighth-grade Holy Emperor!
"You really surprised me, you were able to dodge any of my palms!"
The four of them stood in mid-air two to three hundred meters away. The leader, an old man in white robe, looked at Chi Xiaoxuan and spoke.
"I've seen the leader!" After seeing the old man in white robe, the old man just bowed to him.
Seeing this scene, Chi Xiaoxuan naturally knew the identity of the visitor.
It is none other than the master of Shengxiao Pavilion, Lin Zheng!
She didn’t expect that in order to obtain the things in the ‘Xingluo Secret Realm’, both the chief and deputy masters of Shengxiao Pavilion came!
"Yeah!" Lin Zheng looked at the old man and nodded slightly: "You go down and rest first!"
"Thank you, Pavilion Master!" The old man bowed again and fell to the ground.
"If your guess is correct, you should have practiced Xingluo Sect's 'Phantom Trace', right?" Lin Zheng then looked at Chi Xiaoxuan and said calmly.
"Now it seems that I was right to let you in, and you did not disappoint me!"
Hearing his words, Chi Xiaoxuan frowned slightly.
"Haha, are you surprised?" Lin Zheng explained with a faint smile.
"The Xingluo Sect back then, in addition to martial arts, was also unrivaled in formations. No other force could match it."
"I don't need to ask to know that there are definitely many formations arranged in the 'Xingluo Secret Realm'."
"I think I'm not good at formations, so I'm naturally willing to let you go in first to find out more."
"Otherwise, do you really think you could enter the maze so smoothly twenty-odd days ago?"
"You are quite scheming!" Chi Xiaoxuan frowned.
While speaking, my heart couldn't help but thump a few times.
Among the four people on the other side, in addition to the old man in white robes, there is also an old Western man in red robes, who is also an eighth-grade holy emperor!
Moreover, the other two people are also very skilled, at the sixth level of the Holy Emperor.
She is self-aware, and the few people in front of her are not something they can compete with.
Ling Hao may be able to kill his opponents at the seventh level if he uses all his cards, but facing the eighth level, he has no chance of winning.
What's more, when the other party comes, it's two people!
This level is difficult!
"Haha, that's ridiculous!" Lin Zheng replied lightly and then turned to look at the old man in red robe.
"Lord Horner, I'll leave her to you. I'll go meet that kid!"
