"Oh my God! Death, the dead man came out of the coffin?"
The thin man was the first to react, and he rolled and crawled away for more than ten meters. Then his feet fell to the ground and he stared at the hand that stretched out the coffin in horror.
The strong man with the scar was also very frightened. He was lying on the girl's body, like a frightened toad, he jumped up and took several steps back!
Miao Ling finally escaped from the other party's clutches. She rushed to the coffin in three steps and took two steps at a time. She grabbed Chen Shen's outstretched fist and said doubtfully: "Master? You are not dead? I, I am not dreaming, am I?"
…”
His fist was clenched tightly by two soft and silky hands, this feeling...
"Ahem, um... Miao Ling, let me go first, and then stay away from this coffin. Wait until I go out and deal with those two scum, and then I'll let you hold them until I'm back."
Hearing the familiar voice, the girl was shocked at first, but when she heard the words "I'll turn around and let you hold it for a long time", her pretty face suddenly turned cherry-colored with embarrassment, and she hurriedly let go and backed away.
After realizing that the girl had retreated to a safe position, Chen Shen followed the possessed person's memory and circulated the profound energy in his body through the meridians, expanded it and released it, and then used the force of his limbs to break free - "Break it!"
"boom!"
The next moment, the solid wood coffin was directly shaken to pieces, and countless pieces of wood scraped across the ground, bringing up a large amount of smoke and dust.
When the smoke and dust faded away, they saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing firm on his feet, his back as straight as a pine tree, and his face as serious as iron!
"When did the young master become so powerful? He was able to release his profound energy and shatter a coffin. This level of cultivation has at least reached the level of a profound practitioner!" Miao Ling blinked her big, watery eyes, very surprised.
Surprised.
Although Miao Ling is not a Xuan Qi cultivator, she has lived in the Chen family compound since she was a child, and her knowledge of martial arts is much higher than that of her peers, so she naturally understands the gap between Xuan disciples and Xuan practitioners.
Xuan Tu can only be possessed by Xuan Qi and provide strength and blessing.
A mysterious person can release his mysterious energy and injure the enemy from afar.
Just yesterday, Chen Shen was just a poor three-star Xuan disciple.
At the age of fifteen, let alone the Imperial Family, even in the Xuanqi Academy in this second-tier town, his cultivation level can only be at the bottom.
But now, he actually burst out with such powerful profound energy that it shattered the wooden coffin!
Even if she saw this situation with her own eyes, Miao Ling still couldn't believe it...
Miao Ling rubbed her eyes vigorously and focused her eyes on the young man in the distance:
His body shape is slightly thin, but his height is not short at all.
A high nose bridge and cheerful eyebrows.
He has jet black hair and wheat-colored skin. Although he is not a handsome man, he is extremely capable.
"This person must be the young master!"
Compared to Miao Ling's surprise, the two guys carrying the coffin felt frightened!
"Chen Shen? You... aren't you dead, you loser? How is it possible... how is it possible..." The scarred man muttered to himself in disbelief, his tone trembling.
As for the timid thin man, when Chen Shen broke out of the coffin and made a loud noise, he was frightened and fell to the ground. There was still foam at the corner of his mouth, and he was scared to death!
A cold light shot out of Chen Shen's eyes, and he glanced at the body of the thin man: "Are you scared to death? You are so comfortable, I think you are getting an advantage!"
Then, the young man cast his angry gaze at the scarred man not far away and walked towards him step by step.
The scarred man played with Miao Ling while adjusting his breathing, and injured Shun Lao!
These two crimes were like two heavy hammers, hitting Chen Shen's heart one after another, making him extremely distressed!
If he feels bad, someone must feel bad with him!
Moreover, it hurts ten times, a hundred times more than him!
For a moment, the young man was filled with rage and murderous intent!
The strong murderous aura stirred up waves of mysterious whirlwind, blowing the leaves off the branches not far away and shaking them!
The sound of "sashasha" sounded like the call of death to the scarred man's ears...
"Release the mysterious energy? The mysterious person?"
"The dead are resurrected and soared from a three-star Mysterious Disciple to a Mysterious Master? Impossible, this is definitely not true! Damn it! You can't fool me!"
"You are a waste, you will be a waste for the rest of your life!"
The strong man with the scar kept yelling, as if to embolden himself.
Chen Shen snorted coldly: "Who is more useless between you and me? You will know if you try it."
The scarred man understood that with the momentum in front of him, he and the boy opposite were destined to be in trouble.
Escape?
If the opponent is really a mysterious person, turning around and running away will only lead to faster death, so it is better to go all out and fight!
If you strike first, you will be stronger, if you strike later, you will suffer disaster!
Thinking of this, the scarred man was like a crazy bull, charging wildly, aiming his big fist at the head of Chen Shen who was strolling in the courtyard and suddenly smashed it down!
"Ah! Master, be careful!"
At the same time as Miao Ling's exclamation, Chen Shen moved.
He refused to evade, filled his right fist with strength, and moved forward bravely - "Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, two fists, one big and one small, collided!
"Crack!"
The fist of the smaller one moved forward, but the fist of the larger one, which looked astonishingly powerful, was shattered on the spot, and the sound of broken brocade and broken bones was particularly harsh!
"Ahhh!" The scarred man screamed in pain, and the anger in his heart was replaced by a sense of fear.
In the fist fight just now, he secretly used the low-grade mortal level mysterious skill "Iron Bull Rush", but the opponent obviously didn't use any tricks, just a simple and rough head-on confrontation, and actually destroyed his entire right arm like this!
Until this moment, the last trace of luck in the heart of the scarred man was completely gone: it turned out that all this was not an illusion, that good-for-nothing Young Master Chen, inexplicably, really became a mysterious person!
The eight-star profound disciple seems to be only two stars different from the one-star profound disciple, but in fact, there is a huge gap between the two.
The battle between a mysterious disciple and a mysterious person is like hitting an egg against a stone!
The scarred man regrets it now, but it's too late.
His beastly behavior towards Miao Ling and the old housekeeper made Chen Shen murderous.
The young man's eyes narrowed, and while he rushed forward, his fists with swollen black energy came down like raindrops:
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."
With the blessing of the mysterious power of the mysterious energy, the scarred man couldn't even catch Chen Shen's fist shadow, but he was hit one after another.
Head, chest, abdomen, crotch...
The punches hit the flesh and the pain reaches the bone marrow!
The whole process sounds cumbersome, but in fact it is just a matter of seconds.
When the young man closed his fist and stood still, the scarred man who had been arrogant and domineering a while ago was now on his knees, his head drooped weakly, and he was muttering feebly: "No, it's impossible... you are a waste
, you are a waste, how, how is it possible..."
The corner of Chen Shen's mouth raised a cold arc: "Oh? Then you can't even defeat a loser, so what are you?"