On the roof of Meng's house, the lean man came back to his senses and glanced at Meng Shaowen indifferently. He looked aloof and aloof, as if nothing in the world could disturb his mind.
On the contrary, many people rushed out of the Meng family. Seeing that Meng Shaowen was seriously injured, they hurriedly asked: "Shaowen, who is so bold and dares to hurt you?"
"Dad, that's him!" Meng Shaowen turned around and pointed at Xiao Chen, who was slowly walking into Meng's house with Ye Yufei.
"Huh?" Meng Shaowen's father, Meng Ji, stared at Xiao Chen and shouted, "What kind of kid dares to hurt my son? Are you tired of living?"
When Xiao Chen heard this, his expression turned cold, and he raised his hand to express his strength.
Peng!
Meng Ji flew out directly and smashed a wall in the Meng family yard.
"Dad!!" Meng Shaowen trembled with fear and quickly said to the man on the roof, "Master, please kill this villain!"
Seeing Xiao Chen hurt Meng Ji, the lean man still had the same calm expression, but he also looked at Xiao Chen a few more times.
"Are you Meng Shaowen's master?" Xiao Chen looked at the lean man and thought to himself that this guy has a good attitude and is so calm.
"Let's go. I'm in a good mood today and I don't want to kill anyone!" The lean man said calmly to Xiao Chen with his hands behind his hands.
"Master!" Meng Shaowen said anxiously, "You can't let him go, or he will continue to bully me in the future!"
"Look at your potential!"
The lean man glanced at Meng Shaowen with a cold snort. He didn't know why he took this idiot as his disciple with a twitch in his head.
However, after collecting everything, we should still fulfill our responsibilities as a master.
He looked at Xiao Chen again and said: "Destroy your martial arts and save your life!"
"You're only in the middle stage of foundation building, can you really pretend?" Xiao Chen sneered when he heard this.
This person's strength is not the best among the enemies he has encountered so far, but his arrogance is definitely the first. He probably thinks that he is practicing immortality and is superior to others.
"You actually know about foundation building?"
The lean man finally lost his composure and immediately used his spiritual consciousness to probe Xiao Chen.
However, they found that Xiao Chen was as ordinary as an ordinary person and could not detect anything.
This surprised him even more.
Knowing the concept of foundation building, he should not be an ordinary warrior, but why can't his spiritual consciousness detect the aura of a cultivator?
"I have actually cultivated spiritual consciousness, which is not bad at all. It is much better than Yunzhen and Geng Tiannan!" Xiao Chen nodded in approval.
"You...who are you?" The lean man couldn't figure out Xiao Chen.
"Master, he is the murderer of my cousin!" Meng Shaowen said viciously.
"Huh?" When the lean man heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he asked, "So, you also let Tan Yuer go?"
"So what?" Xiao Chen said calmly, "You are also a foundation-building monk after all. Why are you embarrassing a little girl?"
"Humph, what do you know? She is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old 'extremely yin body'. The techniques I practice complement each other and can help me greatly increase my strength. But you actually let her go?" Lean Shou?
The man was obviously angry, and circles of spiritual power surged out of his body, exuding an extremely cold aura.
Originally, Xiao Chen could have ignored it if he injured Meng Shaowen.
But it is unforgivable for Xiao Chen to let his prey go!
"A very yin body?" Xiao Chen said suddenly, "I see, is this what you like?"
To be honest, he didn't care much about Tan Yuer's extremely yin body.
Because his knowledge is not comparable to that of a mere foundation-building period?
In the eyes of the lean man, the extremely yin body is rare and rare only once in a century, but in his opinion, it is just a very ordinary physique.
He once roamed the immortal world, and he had seen and killed many hegemonic bodies, divine bodies, and holy bodies.
A mere extremely yin body is really beyond his scope.
But lean men don't think so.
Xiao Chen didn't realize that Tan Yu'er had an extremely yin body, so the lean man thought that Xiao Chen was incompetent. In addition, his spiritual consciousness revealed that there was no spiritual power flowing in Xiao Chen's body, so he thought that Xiao Chen was just mediocre.
"Hmph, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, I will make you pay with your life today!"
The lean man spread his hands in the void and used his spiritual power to instantly transform three invisible spiritual swords. He then used his spirit to control his spirit and his energy to control the sword.
"die!"
He jumped up and shot out three swords at the same time, killing Xiao Chen.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Chen reached out his left hand to Ye Yufei's waist and gently hugged her behind him. He raised his right hand lightly and faced the three spiritual swords with his bare hands.
Clang clang clang!
With a wave of his hand, the three spiritual swords instantly shattered.
"What?" The lean man's expression immediately changed.
With his three swords, he could instantly kill a legendary martial arts master, but now he was easily defeated by a young man.
How could such a thing happen?
"too weak!"
Xiao Chen shook his head and then clapped his hands.
Peng!
The lean man flew away as if struck by lightning.
"Master..."
Meng Shaowen's pupils shrank sharply.
Even the master is no match for Xiao Chen, what should I do?
puff!
The lean man stabilized his figure, but couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. Then he looked up at Xiao Chen and asked with fear in his face: "Are you a cultivator or a warrior?"
"What does it matter? It's more than enough to defeat you anyway!" Xiao Chen said calmly.
"You..." A surge of anger emerged from the lean man's eyes, and he said gloomily, "Okay, you forced me to do this. I want you to see the power of the 'Ghost King Banner'!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and a flag that was more than ten feet long was held in his hand and began to wave.
"Ghost King Flag?" Xiao Chen stared at the flag with a hint of surprise.
The flag is black, with a white skull drawn in the middle. It constantly exudes a sinister spirit to the surroundings, and there seems to be the cries and laughter of thousands of ghosts.
Sharp, harsh, and creepy.
"ah……"
Meng Shaowen and everyone in the Meng family seemed to have had their souls taken away. They covered their heads in pain with both hands and kept rolling on the ground.
"Master, hurry up... stop now, I can't bear it anymore!" Meng Shaowen kept begging.
"This is the only way to deal with him. It's you who caused the disaster and brought the people here. You should be willing to sacrifice!"
The lean man did not care about the life and death of Meng Shaowen and the Meng family. He even held the flagpole with both hands and tried his best to shake the Ghost King flag.
Suddenly, the dark wind howled, thousands of ghosts roared, and an extreme oppression enveloped the surrounding areas. Any creature in this area would be baptized by the Ghost King's banner.
Ye Yufei stood closely behind Xiao Chen, and gradually felt her chest became stuffy, her palms became sweaty, and she felt dizzy.
"Xiaochen..." Ye Yufei said with difficulty.
Xiao Chen realized that Ye Yufei's mortal body could not bear this kind of ghost power, so he quickly reached out to grab her hand and sent a stream of spiritual power to her.
Soon, Ye Yufei felt that the dull feeling was gone, her mood gradually returned to normal, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Haha...go to hell!"
At this time, the lean man's Ghost King Banner seemed to have condensed enough ghost energy, and he finally shook it towards Xiao Chen, launching a fatal move.