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"What are you laughing at? Your death is near, and you can still laugh?" Xue Yong said coldly.
Chen Xiao shook his head and said, "I just thought of something funny. Is there a problem with laughing?"
Hearing that, Xue Yong's face darkened, "What an arrogant brat. I hope you can still laugh in a while. Die."
This time, he attacked. The thin blade pierced through space and attacked Chen Xiao in front of him.
With the Wind Lightning Sword in his hand, Chen Xiao quickly slashed out to meet the attack.
"Bam."
With a crisp sound, the thin blade in Xue Yong's hand was swept away by Chen Xiao's sword like a willow branch. It was sent to the side, and then the sword's momentum changed, and with an extremely strange angle, it stabbed back.
"Using the force of the sword, what a fast sword."
Chen Xiao's eyes were shocked. He withdrew his sword and blocked in front of him, quickly retreating a distance away, wanting to pull away from the other party.
Because he suddenly discovered that the other party's sword seemed to have become a little faster. He could only adopt a defensive position.
When Xue Yong saw this, he laughed coldly, "If you want to pull away, how can I let you do as you wish? Haha."
He laughed loudly and pounced over. In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance and continued to fight with Chen Xiao.
"Bam, bam, bam."
The sword light clashed, and the aftermath was unceasing.
Xue Yong's sword was light and fast, and Chen Xiao was unable to withstand it, so he could only adopt a defensive position and continuously retreat.
At this time, Xue Yong's eyes lit up, "There's a gap."
He retracted his thin blade and quickly thrust it out. It was extremely fast and fierce, like lightning dancing, piercing into Chen Xiao's body and halfway in.
Seeing this, Xue Yong laughed out loud, "I got it. Chen Xiao, your strength is nothing special. Today is the day you die."
He laughed sinisterly, grabbed the hilt of the thin blade, and twisted it with all his strength to cause more damage to his opponent.
He was very familiar with this move. He didn't know how many cultivators had died under this sword. He had long forgotten about it.
However, at this moment, there was a slight difference. His opponent was the Purple Cloud City's Chen Xiao, the enemy of the Seventh Prince and Yi Tianren. If he could use this opportunity to get rid of him, it would be a great achievement.
Thinking of this, Xue Yong's heart became hotter and hotter. He pushed forward with all his strength and twisted it with all his strength. He fiercely attacked without holding anything back.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, he realized that the hand that he was holding the hilt of the sword could not move at all. No matter how hard he tried, it did not move at all.
He was shocked. What was going on?
He was unwilling to give up. He used all his strength, and the veins on his arm bulged. He twisted it with all his strength, but his hand slipped, and a layer of skin was forcefully ground off.
"Ah!"
Xue Yong let out a miserable cry. His hand was covered in blood, and his eyes were wide open as he stared at Chen Xiao, who was just inches away.
All of this happened too quickly. He was actually a little stunned for a moment.
"You can't twist it? What's going on? Could it be that your body is even harder than iron? That's impossible. "
His feeling was as if his sword had been stuck in an iron mountain, and it was difficult to twist it. It was not moving at all.
Facing Chen Xiao's cold gaze and disdainful gaze, Xue Yong's heart skipped a beat, and he started to panic a little.
He could not care about anything else. He held the sword hilt and pulled it out with all his might, wanting to pull out his sword and escape.
Unfortunately, his reaction was too slow.
"Swoosh."
A black vine drilled out and pierced towards Xue Yong's chest. At such a close distance, he could not avoid it.
He was so scared that his soul left his body. He hurriedly let go of the sword and raised his left palm into a shield, releasing a ray of magic light to resist. However, he was too hasty and could not withstand a single blow. He was stabbed in the chest by the vine, and his body was covered in blood.
"Ah!"
Xue Yong screamed miserably and fell from the sky. He landed heavily on the ground. There was a large hole in his chest, and it almost pierced through. However, even if it did not pierce through, it still severely injured him. He was left with a slim chance of survival.
Seeing this, Chen Xiao was not in a hurry to chase after him. He just sneered, "Xue Yong, right? Thank you for your sword. It is a pretty good treasure."
Chen Xiao stood in the air and pulled out the thin blade that was stuck. After taking a few glances at it, he put it back into his body and suppressed it with the Tower of Void.
On the ground, Xue Yong, who was covered in blood, had red eyes. He was extremely unwilling to accept this. "This is impossible. That is my sword. Come back."
He formed a hand seal and used his spiritual will to communicate with his sword, but he realized that it was useless.
"You, what did you do?"
Chen Xiao sneered. There was still the soul imprint left by Xue Yong on the sword. He couldn't erase it, so he naturally couldn't use it directly. However, it was too easy for him to temporarily suppress it with the Tower of Void.
Without the sharp blade in his hand, Xue Yong's strength was greatly reduced, and he was also heavily injured. He was not far from death.
Xue Yong's face was filled with anger and unwillingness. "You can actually stop my treasure sword. How did you do it?"
Chen Xiao was about to reply, but he glanced into the distance and said coldly, "You can go to hell and ask."
At this moment, he sensed a powerful aura rushing over. It was an immortal-level cultivator. It was most likely the helper Xue Yong had called over.
To avoid any unnecessary trouble, Chen Xiao increased his speed. He wanted to deal with Xue Yong before the other party arrived, and to get rid of any future troubles.
At this time, the helper Xue Yong had finally called over had instead become his life-saving talisman.
Seeing this, Xue Yong was shocked. "The person I called over is here. Chen Xiao, you can't kill me. Haha, how could I die here? Dream on."
Even though he was heavily injured and had no strength to retaliate, Xue Yong still had a trump card to escape.
He took out a blood talisman and slapped his chest with his left hand. A stream of blood splashed onto the blood talisman, and the blood talisman quickly melted, turning into a blood ball that wrapped around his entire body. It turned into a blood-colored escape light and quickly flew into the distance.
"It's the Blood Escape." Chen Xiao's eyes narrowed as he said indifferently.
"Haha, Chen Xiao, there is still a long way to go. I will remember this grudge first. I will definitely avenge you in the future. Your family will wait for my revenge."
In midair, Xue Yong's arrogant laughter came out.
Chen Xiao's eyes turned cold, "Really?"
Almost at the same time, a green light flashed and shot out. It was the Soul Seizing Sword. In an instant, it crossed the distance between space and time and caught up to the blood-colored escape light, piercing through it.
"Puff."
The blood ball escape light shattered, revealing Xue Yong's terrified appearance. His face was filled with disbelief.
"What kind of magic treasure is this? This is impossible. Ah!"
The black ghost flame attached to his body and quickly spread out. In just a blink of an eye, Xue Yong was burned into ashes, not leaving a single trace.
Chen Xiao's figure moved and arrived in front of Xue Yong's ashes. He glanced at it and sighed, "What a pity, even the storage ring was burned."
The power of the ghost flame was too great, and Chen Xiao could not control it. In addition, the situation was critical, so he could not care about anything else. He killed it first to prevent any accidents from happening again.
"That thin sword is not bad. It is also a Mysterious Heaven Treasure. You can be considered to have gained something."
In his soul sea, Xilo said indifferently.
Thinking up to this point, Chen Xiao laughed.
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