"Interesting, then you'd better not disappoint me."
Leng Chuixue saw how confident he looked, and the dissatisfaction in his heart became stronger and stronger.
On the surface, he was sneering, with an exaggerated curve at the corner of his mouth and cold eyes.
Before taking action, he released a firecracker in front of Jiang Chen. The dazzling fireworks were clearly visible even in the daytime.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not asking people to come and kill you." Leng Chuixue said.
"Really? I also look forward to killing a few more people from the Evil Cloud Palace." Jiang Chen looked at him with regret.
Leng Chuixue snorted and refused to argue with him.
Not long after, figures appeared around, all attracted by the fireworks, thinking there was a treasure here.
As a result, they saw Jiang Chen and Leng Chuixue, who were at war with each other. After a moment of silence, there was an uproar.
The Hall of Heroes and the Hall of Evil Clouds are mortal enemies. When disciples from both sides meet, they will kill each other without any reason.
"Are you looking for an audience for yourself?" Jiang Chen asked curiously.
"Otherwise? Only by killing you can those ignorant guys in Dragon Territory shut up."
The killing intent in Leng Chuixue's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and a spiritual sword appeared in his hand.
"I understand, you are dissatisfied with others saying that Liu Shayang's hidden strength is higher than yours, and you want to kill me to prove it, right?"
After Jiang Chen wanted to understand this, he shook his head helplessly and said: "You are really childish and make people laugh."
"Go to hell!"
Leng Chuixue couldn't bear being ridiculed like this, so he unsheathed his sword and galloped away.
"Well, his swordsmanship is much better than that of Liu Shayang, who only knows how to use dirty tricks."
Jiang Chen stood there indifferently and commented in a dignified manner, like a master facing his apprentice.
"Nine Transformations of the Demonic Dragon!"
Leng Chuixue roared, and the spiritual sword emitted black and red aura, condensing into a giant dragon.
"Yes, the edge of the sword is sharpened by strong skills, and it affects a wide range, but its lethality is only a little bit."
The demon dragon was in front of him, but Jiang Chen still didn't draw his sword.
The people who were attracted were scratching their heads. Let’s not talk about the cause of this unclear battle for the time being. It would be nice to watch a lively scene.
However, Jiang Chen's performance was too arrogant.
He has lost to others in realm, so he can only win through martial arts. He can let other people's sword power overwhelm him, fall into a disadvantage, and bring disaster on himself.
"Die, die!"
Leng Chuixue didn't care so much, but when he saw that Jiang Chen couldn't avoid it, he no longer had any remaining strength.
With all the power released, the demon dragon's momentum grew several times, and Jiang Chen became a small black spot.
The demonic dragon dived towards Jiang Chen, its mouth opened, and each of its teeth was extremely sharp.
"It's a pity that the heat is not enough."
Until then, Jiang Chen pulled out the Red Sky Sword, and in an instant, the sword energy rushed into the sky. Facing the demonic dragon, the mortal body had an unshakable aura.
"One sword, break."
Jiang Chen didn't use sword moves, he just entered the Tianwu artistic conception and used the power of swordsmanship.
Leng Chuixue immediately sensed something unusual in Jiang Chen's swordsmanship. When he was sure he had seen it correctly, his expression changed drastically.
The demon dragon's body stopped little by little. After it was completely still, it began to shatter from the dragon's head.
In one second, the demonic dragon turned into a ray of energy and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
Leng Chuixue spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, and the sword in his hand dropped weakly.
"This is not on the same level at all."
Only then did the onlookers understand the reason for Jiang Chen's indifference.
What's ridiculous is that it's not difficult to see that all of this was provoked by cold blood, and ended up like this.
"It shouldn't be like this." Leng Chuixue said unwillingly.
"Liu Shayang and I fought and ran away not long after that. After that, my swordsmanship improved again. Now do you know how stupid your behavior is?" Jiang Chen sneered.
Leng Chuixue gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen rushed to him, grabbed his shoulders and left.
Resigned to his fate, Leng Chuixue closed his eyes and waited for death, but Jiang Chen did not kill him.
When they brought him to an uninhabited land, Jiang Chen said, "You still have one chance to survive."
Leng Chuixue rolled his eyes and said, "What do you want to know?"
"The secret was opened by you guys from Xieyun Palace, right?"
Leng Chuixue was stunned for a moment and laughed at himself: "Do you think that even if it is such a big thing, I can know about it?"
"Then who knows?" Jiang Chen heard the clue and asked calmly.
Leng Chuixue realized that he had let something slip. He glanced at him and said, "Su Xing, Su Xing knows."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen said nothing, and pierced his palm with a sword, nailing it to the ground.
Leng Chuixue screamed and cursed.
"Don't be clever, because you are so stupid that you make me laugh." Jiang Chen said.
Leng Chuixue took a deep breath and suddenly realized that Jiang Chen was different from other disciples of the Hall of Heroes.
"Then do you know what the main purpose of the Hall of Heroes is? How much can I tell you about the secrets?" Leng Chuixue asked in return.
Jiang Chen frowned. The Hall of Heroes just told its disciples to be careful of enemies, help teammates, and collect treasures.
However, there must be other explanations for Li Nanxing and other inheritance disciples.
"The two of us haven't reached that level yet. You don't know, and I don't know either." Leng Chuixue said again.
"Since you don't know anything, why should I keep you?"
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, raised the Red Sky Sword, and was about to swing it down.
"Wait!"
Leng Chuixue was so frightened that he kept backing away. Not to mention how much he regretted coming to trouble Jiang Chen now.
"Tell me everything you know, and don't challenge my patience." Jiang Chen said.
"Yes! The secret treasure is what Xieyun Palace wants to open, but this kind of thing is tacitly understood in Xieyun Palace, and the top management has not acknowledged this statement." Leng Chuixue said.
"You haven't admitted this statement, so why do you sound so determined?"
Leng Chuixue curled his lips and said: "As you know, Xieyun Palace was founded by the remnants of the royal family of the Shenlong Dynasty. Naturally, only the members of the royal family know about Shenlong's secrets."
"Then we don't take action until now?"
"The Venerable cannot enter the secret vault, so the time is not ripe. Until now, Su Xing and the others have become the strongest in the Tongtian Realm."
Leng Chuixue was very straightforward this time and said: "This time we not only want to get the treasure, but also annihilate all the inheritance disciples of your Hero Hall. Of course, you are not a disciple and are not included in the scope."
Jiang Chen felt inexplicably unhappy when he heard that no one wanted to kill him.
Jiang Chen said: "You have always missed the point. What I care about is not who kills whom. What I want to know is where the treasure in the secret is."
"I know one thing, but I won't tell you. The murderous aura in you is more terrifying than the people in Xieyun Palace."
Leng Chuixue stood up and said, "I'll take you there, so that I can rest assured."
Jiang Chen pondered for a while, knowing that he must be up to something again.
"Then what are you waiting for? Lead the way." However, Jiang Chen was confident that he would be beaten to death.
After coldly blowing blood and bandaging the wound, he walked ahead without saying a word.