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Hua Xiaochen felt a little sorry for Shenmu Zhenren.

What method is not good for him, he insists on attacking mentally, isn't this asking for trouble?
Hua Xiaochen's mental strength can only be regarded as average, and there is nothing special about it.

But there is an Alpha living in his sea of ​​consciousness, as long as he has the spirit to attack, it is equivalent to attacking Alpha.

With Alpha's tyranny, Hua Xiaochen has never seen any mental attack that would make Alpha suffer.

Not to mention that Shenmu Daoist is only in the psychic realm, even in the secret realm, wouldn't the spiritual power left by those powerful people who surpassed the psychic realm thousands of years ago be swallowed up by Alpha?
So Hua Xiaochen is not afraid of any form of mental attack!

How did the poor Shenmu Daoist know this, his most powerful method is the Shenmu attack.

It's a pity that his most powerful method is the biggest gap between him and Hua Xiaochen.

Daoist Shenmu's Shenmu attack was counterattacked, and both eyes were severely injured. Maybe he would really become blind.

Even though Hua Xiaochen feels sorry for Shenmu Zhenren, but at this time they are opponents, Hua Xiaochen will not do such things as pity opponents, beat the dog in the water, that is what he wants to do.

With a movement of his body, Hua Xiaochen came directly in front of Daoist Shenmu and punched out.

Although Master Shenmu was injured, he still reacted quickly. He stretched out his hands, but in fact only one and a half hands were left to resist.

"Bang!" He actually completely resisted Hua Xiaochen's punch, and was knocked back more than ten meters.

Everyone in Kunlun was silent. Raging Fire is not Hua Xiaochen's opponent, and Shenmu is still not Hua Xiaochen's opponent. Are they Kunlun really going to be knocked down by this young man in front of them today?
"It's over." Hua Xiaochen glanced at the real Shenmu who was struggling to stand still, and wanted to make another move.

"Enough!" An old and majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Hua Xiaochen jumped back suddenly, and jumped several meters. The place where he was standing before had been blasted into a big hole by the invisible attack.

Three old men with white hair and white eyebrows flew out from the back mountain of the Kunlun Sect and formed a triangle, surrounding Hua Xiaochen in the middle.

"Welcome to the three uncles!" Seeing the three old men come out, the faces of the real Shenmu and the real Lihuo showed excitement. These three old men are their kunlun's Dinghai magic needle. With them coming out, everything will be fine. You can rest assured.

"Offend the majesty of my Kunlun, damn it!" The current old man drank.

The three raised their right hands at the same time, and waved them gently in Hua Xiaochen's direction.

Hua Xiaochen's face sank like water. He knew that this was a formidable enemy he had never encountered in his life. Each of these three people was stronger than him, but he was one against three. Little chance of winning.

Now there is no time left for Hua Xiaochen to think, the attack of the three old guys has arrived in front of him, Hua Xiaochen can only meet the enemy.

"Ha!" Hua Xiaochen yelled, clenched his fists, and punched continuously, every time he punched, there was an earth-shaking power.

He had no choice, the internal strength of the three old men was too strong, he could only punch more punches, hoping to improve the quality by relying on the accumulation of quantity.

However, he didn't succeed, and the energy he exerted had little effect on blocking the internal force of the three elders.

Hua Xiaochen felt as if his body was hit by an extremely heavy object, and there were three of them.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood. This was the first time he was injured after he got the system.

"Master!" Zhen Baizhan yelled, he didn't expect that the masters of the Kunlun sect would emerge one after another, kill one wave after another, and Hua Xiaochen couldn't resist the one who finally came.

For the first time, Zhen Baizhan felt terrified, because Hua Xiaochen, whom he had always regarded as his most reliable support, was also injured.

The reaction of everyone in Kunlun was completely opposite to him.

Hua Xiaochen was indeed injured in front of them, this cannot be pretended, and the Kunlun disciples were all overjoyed.

It was only because of the majesty of Shenmu and Liehuo that they didn't open their mouths to shout out, otherwise, they would have started to mock.

"It's not bad at the peak of the spiritual realm. It can withstand a blow from the three of our senior brothers. But it's just a waste of effort." The old man in front of him said lightly, then raised his right hand, as if he was about to Started the second attack.

"Okay, Ku Xuan, what kind of skill are you three old guys bullying a junior?"

An old man suddenly appeared beside Hua Xiaochen, it was the old man that Hua Xiaochen and Zhen Baizhan met on the road when driving up the mountain.

No one could find out how this old man appeared in the field.

Including Hua Xiaochen, who was closest to him, and the three elders from the Kunlun School, none of them could see clearly.

They just suddenly found that there was such a person in front of them. As for where and how this person came from, no one could tell.

The unknown is the scariest thing, especially the three of Ku Xuan, they already knew the old man, and they were also defeated by the old man.

After being defeated by this old man, the three of Ku Xuan spent many years in retreat in Kunlun, and finally broke through to a new level. They thought that with the strength of the three of them, they could compete with the old man in front of them.

However, the old man had already told them clearly that they were still far from him just by appearing on the stage.

"Old man Mo, you want to meddle in the affairs of our Kunlun faction?" Although Ku Xuan realized the gap, he was unwilling to give in.

After all, in front of so many Kunlun disciples, if they shrink back without even daring to say a few tough words, Kunlun will lose face to the three of them.

"How come?" Mo Lao laughed, "Why should I meddle in your Kunlun affairs? Am I not free?"

"Then get out of the way quickly!" Ku Xuan's face was ugly.

"Get out of the way? Why should I get out of the way?" Mo Lao looked surprised, "Although this place is very close to your Kunlun faction, it's not your Kunlun territory. I want to stay here and stay here!"

"The person behind you is our Kunlun's enemy, you said you would not interfere in our Kunlun affairs, so don't stop us!" Although Ku Xuan was angry, he had no choice.

Mo Lao wanted to play a scoundrel, so he could only explain it well.

If you can't beat others, you can only reason with them. As for whether others want to reason with you, it depends on their mood.

"He, is your Kunlun's enemy?" Mo Lao glanced at Hua Xiaochen, "It seems that I am also your Kunlun's enemy, this is my old man Mo's great benefactor, my benefactor's enemy, so naturally it is me my enemy!"

Mo Lao's words made the hearts of everyone in Kunlun tremble.

Damn, what kind of shit luck did this kid have to become the benefactor of such a powerful master? Is this world crazy?