The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

call!

While he was speaking, Chen Xuan had already slapped him lightly with his palm. The innate qi, acquired inner qi, and physical strength were all fused together. It seemed nothing at first, but the moment he approached Sima Ru, suddenly there was a turmoil. There was an incomparably terrifying pressure, the air was turbulent, and strong winds scattered in all directions, as if an invisible mountain was coming across.

Sima Ru's complexion changed suddenly, and he directly felt an overwhelming pressure, unpredictable and unspeakable, which made the hairs all over his body stand on end, and his skin was so painful that it seemed like a mountain was pressing down on the top, and even his breathing changed. It's going to be difficult.

He was horrified.

This is the fourth strength on the list?

How can this be?

Seeing that Chen Xuan's palm was about to be slapped close to him, he let out a roar, and frantically circulated his inner energy. His body was finally able to move, and he desperately used his palm force to push hard towards Chen Xuan's palm.

boom!

There was a muffled, earth-shattering, roaring sound.

Boulders cracked in all directions, trees exploded, a layer of light swept out, and an unknown number of rubble rose into the sky.

Everyone around was taken aback, their gazes converged, and their pupils shrank.

"That's... is Yu Qilin fighting someone?"

"On the opposite side is the soul chaser Sima Ru, he is the disciple of the old man Lusha!"

"What? How did they fight each other?"

Click!

There was a clear sound of bones exploding, Sima Ru squirted blood wildly, and screamed, his whole body seemed to be hit by a mountain, endless power surged out, blasting into his limbs, smashing his bones and meridians instantly. Everything in the room was shattered, the viscera were shaken like mud, the seven orifices spurted blood, the body flew upside down, and fell into the distance, the dead could not die again.

Chen Xuan's face was flat, his clothes were loose, he withdrew his palm, and said calmly: "It seems that the Soul Chaser is nothing more than that."

His voice echoed, resounding all around.

In all directions, everyone was shocked.

Sima Ru, the soul chaser, was shocked to death by a palm!

How strong is Zhao Butou?

Not far away, Shangguan Han took a deep breath, his eyes were blazing.

Another hill not far away.

Song Wuhen of the Zhenwu lineage also appeared here, his eyes were surprised, and he looked at Chen Xuan with a slight strange look, and he wanted to fight.

The third prince was furious, looked at Chen Xuan, and said angrily: "Looking for death!"

In front of so many people, who dared to kill his Ke Qing, would this little head catcher want to rebel?

"Third prince, let's get him for you!"

Three people suddenly stood up in front of them, with a fierce breath, they clasped their fists and said.

"Are you his opponent?"

The third prince said gloomyly.

"Third Prince has underestimated us. Although we are not on the list, we have already reached the level of the second turn of Tongmai. With joint efforts, we are confident that we will not be weaker than anyone else on the list."

One of the big men said proudly.

"Not bad!"

Another big man beside him cupped his fists and said.

They are all people who have been famous for a long time. Although they have not entered the list of people, they have cultivated for a long time and their realm is deep enough, which is also the biggest capital.

"Go and bring him to me!"

The third prince said coldly.

The three immediately backed out with fists in their hands, and flew towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan was looking down at Sima Ru's body when he suddenly heard a strong wind. He turned around again and saw three burly men, about 40 years old, dressed in long robes, with loose clothes and indifferent eyes.

"Who are you?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"Arrogant thing, we are Beimo Sanxiong, and we are here to get you!"

The leader said coldly.

"Oh, that's how it is. It seems that you are also heretics. If this is the case, then you should die too!"

Chen Xuan's tone was calm, and as soon as he finished speaking, a palm was suddenly slapped towards him. His breath was surging, the space was hazy, and there was a huge pressure.

The expressions of the three of them changed, and they rushed forward to make a move.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound was muffled, and the strong wind swept across.

Three corpses flew out one after another, their skulls were shattered, their arms were broken, and they fell in the distance.

Chen Xuanyun was calm and breezy, retracting his palm, it seemed effortless.

Shocking sounds came from all directions, which was unbelievable.

Three palms!

He only used three palms to kill the three heroes of Beimo?

Worthy of being in the top ten!

The third prince in the distance was furious, and the guests around him were also burning with anger.

"Looking for death! Third Highness, let's get him!"

All of a sudden, another seven or eight people came out, clasped their fists and shouted.

"enough!"

The third prince shouted angrily, his face was cold, he left his seat, and walked towards Chen Xuan himself.

A group of guest officials followed with cold faces, their murderous aura raging.