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Hearing the shouting behind him, Chu Zhongtian quickly put away the century-old blood core and four blood essences, and immediately turned around with a lower-level spirit knife in his hand to look at the person who was shouting.

A boy about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Demon Heart Sect, looked ordinary, but had a very outstanding temperament, was staring at him with an angry face.

Putting away the lower-level spirit knife in his hand and taking out his own spirit knife, Chu Zhongtian looked at the other party indifferently, without any intention of actively talking to him.

"Boy, is there something wrong with your ears? Didn't you hear what I said just now!" Seeing that Chu Zhongtian not only took away all the blood essences and blood cores, but also changed weapons very leisurely, with an act that did not take him seriously at all, the boy questioned angrily without being intimidated.

"Hehe!" Facing the other party's questioning, Chu Zhongtian sneered, then his face changed, and he roared in a very impolite tone: "Who do you think you are? You dare to order me around. I think you are tired of living."

The reason why Chu Zhongtian suddenly changed his face was because he recognized the other party's identity.

The only one who was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Demon Heart Sect, who had reached the tenth level of the Body Refining Stage and could go deep into the rocks was the Xuanhuang among the one emperor, three kings and nine marquises of the Demon Heart Sect.

One king and four marquises of the Demon Heart Sect died at his hands. Chu Zhongtian knew that he had formed a hatred with the Demon Heart Sect that could never be resolved, so he didn't need to be polite when facing the disciples of the Demon Heart Sect.

"You...!" Xuanhuang never expected that Chu Zhongtian would not only not respond to his questioning, but also dare to roar at him. This made Xuanhuang, who had never experienced contempt, not know how to refute.

"Boy, I guess you are the most powerful, highest-ranking, and most honorable Xuanhuang among the One Emperor, Three Kings, and Nine Marquises of the Demon Heart Sect!" Guessing is just guessing. Chu Zhongtian wants to get the real news from the other party, which is convenient for his next plan.

"Yes, I am the Xuanhuang!" Suppressing the anger in his heart, Xuanhuang nodded and admitted his identity.

"Alas, I am so disappointed!" Xuanhuang's admission made Chu Zhongtian pretend to be very disappointed and said.

"Xuanhuang, you, the One Emperor, Three Kings, and Nine Marquises, are really brothers from the same family. Whether it is the way you deal with people or the domineering style of doing things, you are so annoying and hateful that people can't help but want to slap you hard!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Xuanhuang thought that the other party would say words of respect for him, so he suppressed his anger, but what he didn't expect was that the other party actually insulted him like a wild word, which made Xuanhuang no longer suppress his anger and planned to end the other party's life with the sword in his hand.

"Xuan Huang, your disciples of the Demon Heart Sect have said this to me more than once, but the final result is that I am still alive, while your junior brothers have returned to the embrace of the Demon God. I hope you can change this reality." Chu Zhongtian continued to sarcastically.

Chu Zhongtian's provocation calmed the angry Xuan Huang down.

However, from his slightly trembling hands holding the long sword, it is enough to show that he is not calm at this time.

"After suffering, there will be happiness!" With a middle-level sword technique of the small success realm and a high-level body technique of the small success realm, Xuan Huang slashed directly at Chu Zhongtian's head at a gust of wind speed.

Feeling the powerful momentum emanating from Xuan Huang's natal spirit sword, Chu Zhongtian revealed a slightly solemn look.

Being able to become the strongest person who can suppress the three kings and nine marquises with the cultivation of the tenth level of the body refining period, Xuan Huang's strength must not be underestimated. Without using his trump card, Chu Zhongtian thought he was not his opponent.

However, this was not a sect competition, nor a friendly competition between friends, but a fight of life and death. At the same time, there was also a need to guard against the appearance of Shuras around, so Chu Zhongtian did not test too much and directly exposed the first trump card: momentum!

The momentum that could affect the surrounding environment directly enveloped the rushing Xuanhuang, turning the Xuanhuang, who originally had the speed of a gust of wind, into a snail moving slowly.

"No, it's the momentum that can affect the power of heaven and earth!" Xuanhuang was very clear about this special power that could affect his speed and began to solidify his body and consciousness.

Because the most talented and most noble son of the Demon Heart Sect, who would definitely be the successor of the sect master in the future, was a demon-level genius who mastered momentum.

He had secretly consulted the son of the saint after winning the first place in the sect competition.

And the son of the saint easily defeated himself with a basic sword technique and momentum that could affect the power of heaven and earth under the same realm and strength, so Xuanhuang knew too well how terrible people with momentum were.

Fortunately, he had a good relationship with the Holy Son and they belonged to the same faction, so after he was defeated by the Holy Son, the Holy Son had specifically explained to him how to face an opponent with momentum.

His body stopped instantly, and then he mobilized all his spiritual power to penetrate his legs, and Xuan Huang retreated desperately.

According to what the Holy Son said at the beginning, all masters who master momentum can affect different ranges when exerting momentum according to their own understanding of momentum and their mastery of power.

According to the level of mastery, the Holy Son divides the power of momentum into ten levels.

Those who can master the tenth level of momentum can affect a range of one hundred meters.

Those who can master the ninth level of momentum can affect a range of ninety meters.

Those who can master the eighth level of momentum can affect a range of eighty meters, and so on.

The reason why Xuan Huang was confident in breaking the momentum controlled by Chu Zhongtian was because the momentum controlled by Chu Zhongtian at this time barely reached the second level, which means that it could affect the range of 20 meters.

He just rushed into the range of the momentum for two meters, which was also the weakest place, so he was confident to get out of the range of the momentum.

Seeing Xuan Huang suddenly stop and immediately retreat with all his strength, Chu Zhongtian frowned slightly. Xuan Huang was the first opponent who knew how to deal with the momentum, and the first opponent who was about to get out of the momentum safely.

As long as he could get out of the range of the momentum, the momentum would have no effect on Xuan Huang.

However, seeing Xuan Huang who was about to get out of the momentum, Chu Zhongtian's mouth corners slightly raised. The high-level body movement martial arts of the Great Success Realm allowed him to quickly approach Xuan Huang and let him go deeper into the range of the momentum.

"Not good!" Seeing that Chu Zhongtian's high-level body movement martial arts had reached the Great Success Realm, which was much faster than his body movement martial arts of the Small Success Realm, Xuan Huang's face suddenly changed.

When the Holy Son first told him about momentum, he had said in a serious tone that opponents with momentum were not scary, but those who had both momentum and speed were the ones who were truly scary.