Chen Xuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Could it be that the figure in white standing in the center of the group of tombstones was a martial arts cultivator from the Duan clan in Daxia back then?
Combining the battle five thousand years ago and what Xiao Baichuan said just now, the secret martial arts technique is most likely to appear here, Chen Xuan feels that the figure in white is very likely to be a martial artist of the Duan family.
Hearing Gui Yaotian's words, the figure in white slowly turned around. At this moment, Chen Xuan felt that words such as cool, suave, elegant and unparalleled were far from enough to describe this young man in white.
Such a handsome and elegant young master is actually a martial arts cultivator.
Moreover, Chen Xuan was very curious in his heart. Is the "Master Duan" in front of him a human or a ghost?
"The flames of war burn endlessly, and the battles are endless. Fighting in the field is fought to the death, and the defeated horse howls to the sky in sorrow..." This man like a celestial being, Mr. Duan, is reciting poems by himself. Both his expression and tone are full of sadness, as if
I didn't see the three groups of people in front of the tombstone at all.
Xiao Baichuan, Gui Yaotian and Xiong Debiao were no longer surprised by such a strange scene, and Chen Xuan guessed that these three guys might have been here once before.
"Mr. Duan, for the past five thousand years, there has been a legend in Zhongzhou that there is a tomb of the netherworld hidden here, which is full of the magical treasures left by your Duan family, but you do not allow anyone to enter the tomb of the netherworld.
All the masters in the past have been stopped by you alone; but five thousand years have passed, how long can your remaining soul hold on here?
Today is the day when you show up once a year to rearrange the restrictions of the Tomb of the Netherworld, and I think it is also the day when you are the weakest in the past five thousand years!"
Although Xiong Debiao was as afraid of the young master in white as Gui Yaotian, he didn't have many years left to live. At most, he would die among the tombstones of Duan's martial arts cultivators who died in the battle, and be buried with Duan.
Of course, in addition to the Duan family, there are also tombstones erected by various high-level resentful souls in Qingshakou. There are various magical relics buried in the tombstones, but they all pale in comparison to the Duan family's relics.
Especially the legendary Daxia top-quality elixir "Shengsheng Hematopoietic Pill". Taking one pill can reshape the body, enhance martial arts energy and blood, and extend life for thirty years. This top-quality elixir owned by Daxia Duan is very
Probably the most.
"Xiong Debiao, Gui Yaotian, why are you talking nonsense to this Duan?
Anyway, he never responded to anyone's words. I think the three groups of us should temporarily join forces and force Duan to open the Tomb of the Netherworld! Then we can each use our own abilities to snatch the treasure!"
Xiao Baichuan's words were full of impatience.
His words were immediately approved by the other two groups, and a dozen desperadoes slowly surrounded the young man in white from three directions in tacit agreement.
Chen Xuan was very interested in the so-called Tomb of the Netherworld. After all, in addition to the possibility of containing the secret martial arts, it also contained the most attractive Duan's magical skill, the "Tianmai Divine Sword".
But just as Chen Xuan took a step forward, a bloody martial arts resentful spirit suddenly appeared from an unnamed tombstone in front of him and flew toward him! Others were also attacked by the resentful spirit emerging from the group of tombstones.
All three groups of people were in a hurry at this time, because the resentful spirits here were more fierce than those outside, and every martial arts move was extremely powerful.
Chen Xuan's face darkened, and he punched him, and the resentful soul that was attacking him connected with his middle finger and index finger on his right hand, and sent out streams of white light shooting towards Chen Xuan's body in all directions.
"Spiral Qi Finger Strength?"
Chen Xuan was even more surprised in his heart. He did not expect that the resentful martial arts cultivator in front of him could actually use Duan's Whirlwind Finger Power. It was obvious that this person was a Duan's martial arts cultivator in his life.
Moreover, this martial arts resentful soul's cultivation has reached the stage of divine transformation, and the whirlwind finger strength he exerts has reached the peak of the third level. It is flawless and can only dodge, but cannot break the move.
Fortunately, Chen Xuan is not an ordinary monk, but a martial arts genius who is proficient in martial arts. Facing the swirling finger power of Duan's resentful soul, Chen Xuan did not dodge or dodge. His right fist condensed the true martial arts intention and forcefully blocked several white rays.
Blast away! Sensing the Zhenwu Fist Intent exerted by Chen Xuan, the resentful soul of the Duan family couldn't help but froze for a moment, and continued to activate the whirlwind finger strength, but Chen Xuan no longer gave him a chance. Wherever the fist touched, there were hidden meanings.
The incomparable power of Wu Xiu's Qi and blood blasted the Duan family's resentful soul in front of him into ashes.
After killing the resentful soul of the Duan family, Chen Xuan asked Lord Youhuo Ming to deal with the resentful soul that came over again. He looked at the three groups of people and saw a dozen desperadoes all using their best skills to suppress the enemy, and
The grudges of the Duan family among the tombstones are inextricably linked.
Chen Xuan only took a look and realized that these dozen desperadoes were not simple characters. He was a little afraid of some of the weird and vicious spells.
Looking at the young man in white at the center of the tombstone, he is motionless, as if he has no intention of helping his people deal with these evil foreigners.
Under doubt, Chen Xuan immediately opened his clairvoyant eyes and scanned the young man in white again. However, he found nothing unusual and could not tell whether the young man in white was a human or a ghost, or how advanced his cultivation was.
At the moment, neither Bei Gongxian nor Jian Zhou rushed over to take care of him. Chen Xuan did not dare to fight with the young man in white rashly. He might be easily killed with just a few fingers. Xiong Debiao just said that the young man in white once stopped the transitional robbery.
A seasoned master.
Just when the three groups of desperadoes were besieged by Duan's resentful spirit and had no time to think about themselves, the young man in white actually looked towards Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
The next moment, something happened that surprised Chen Xuan even more.
I saw the young man in white walking towards Chen Xuan's position with a graceful step. For a moment, Chen Xuan didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
The next move of the young man in white finally made Chen Xuan react.
A white light appeared from the left index finger of the young man in white.
Chen Xuan was shocked in his heart. Zhenwu Fist Intent immediately burst out from his fists and swept towards the young man in white. He could barely withstand the white light that shot towards him! The young man in white actually used it without saying a word.
Whirlwind Zhijin launched an attack on Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel a little frightened and angry in his heart, but he remained extremely calm. Since the young man in white wanted his life, but the power of the whirlwind finger force he displayed was not as powerful as he imagined, he could safely and boldly fight with the young man in white.
It's a battle.
When the three groups of people saw the young man in white suddenly attacking Chen Xuan, the first thing they thought of was not to help, but to take pleasure in his misfortune. They didn't care about Chen Xuan's life or death. It would be better to have the young man in white to help solve an unstable factor like Chen Xuan.
But what surprised Xiao Baichuan, Gui Yaotian and Xiong Debiao was that Chen Xuan actually resisted several white rays of light emitted by the young master in white.
Is this Mr. Duan really so weak that he can't even deal with a cultivator in the transformation stage?
No one could tell that Mr. Duan had saved his strength, including Chen Xuan.
Seeing Chen Xuan resisting the whirlwind finger force without any pressure, Mr. Duan still said nothing, but the five fingers of his right hand lit up with a faint blue sword light that was completely different from the white light before!
