Chapter 297 The powerful back-up force of the Soul Clan!

"This person must be from the Soul Clan!"

"Ok!"

"Then kill him!"

Xiao Chen said in a calm voice, it seemed that a strong fighting saint like Hun Mie Sheng was not taken seriously by him at all.

Xiao Yu knew that in the illusion, the strength that Xiao Chen showed in the early stage of the Five-Star Fighting Saint was probably as strong as the sky, because Lu Chuan could easily defeat him.

But now, Xiao Chen's tone made Xiao Yu understand that he was not what he seemed on the surface.

"Thousands of years of being imprisoned in the fantasy world for such a long time, even if you can't practice normally, the so-called water drops can penetrate the stone, and the achievements accumulated bit by bit can still make people feel shocked... It seems that ancestor Xiao Chen dared to say this If you say it, you must be sure of it!”

Xiao Yu thought secretly in his heart.

"Are you from the Xiao clan?"

Hun Mie Sheng suddenly remembered what the latter said earlier, and spoke with disbelief in his tone.

Judging from Xiao Chen's appearance, it was obvious that he was not a Dou Sheng who had cultivated into a fighting saint in just a few decades like Xiao Yu.

In this case, his existence must be quite long, but why doesn't the Soul Clan have any information about him?

Regarding the shock of the Master of the Soul Palace, Xiao Chen's face did not show the slightest fluctuation, and he just stepped on the void.

Xiao Chen took steps step by step, and his cultivation was accompanied by every step he took. His aura would become higher and stronger like the waves that kept rolling.

Four-star mid-term!

Late four-star stage!

……

Five-star mid-term!

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen's back with surprise. The latter's aura, in just a few breaths, actually broke through the four-star level and reached the middle stage of the five-star Dou Sheng!

This level of strength is actually a level higher than that of the Master of the Soul Palace!

"Who are you?!"

Feeling Xiao Chen's terrifying aura, Hun Miesheng's expression finally changed and he shouted sharply.

"chatter!"

Facing the fierce shout of Soul Destruction, Xiao Chen frowned. He held the void with his palm, and a huge blood shadow condensed in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the blood shadow condensed into a huge blood axe, which then caused bursts of sonic booms and struck down at the three masters of the Soul Palace as fast as lightning.

"Go back!"

Seeing Xiao Chen take action, the face of the master of the Soul Palace changed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he knocked back the two Soul Winds behind him.

Immediately, its mouth bulged violently, and a black ball of light about half a foot in size quickly shot out from its mouth.

"laugh!"

In the sky, a blood shadow flashed, and immediately everyone saw a huge blood-colored ax shadow appearing on top of the black ball of light that had just been ejected from the mouth of the Master of the Soul Palace.

Immediately afterwards, a small sound sounded, and a line of blood spread on the dark ball of light, and then with a bang, it slowly split into two halves...

"Pfft!"

The black ball of light didn't even explode, but was directly split by the huge blood axe. Immediately, Hun Miesheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became a little sluggish.

Xiao Chen's attack was so sharp that it was unbelievable. Wherever the blood ax passed, it seemed as if the heaven and earth could be split open by it.

"Three axes that break the sky!"

An ax easily split open the attack of the Master of the Soul Palace, but Xiao Chen did not hold back at all. Without saying a word, he took two steps forward and struck out three axes with a swish of the huge blood ax in his hand!

The three axes were almost connected together, and ordinary people could only see a red shadow passing by in the sky with the naked eye.

Only powerful people like the Master of the Soul Palace can clearly see three bright red blood lines rushing out of the space, and then arriving at an extremely terrifying speed in an instant. before.

The three blood lines seemed weak, but the Master of the Soul Palace felt an extremely strong sense of crisis from them.

"The art of soul burial!"

Under such a crisis, the body of the Master of the Soul Palace was shaken, and his soul floated out from between his eyebrows. Immediately, the soul's arms exploded strangely.

"Woo!"

As soon as the soul's arms exploded, the overwhelming black mist suddenly emerged, covering the sky and the sun. The vast sky was filled with black mist almost in the blink of an eye.

Countless shrill soul sound waves came out from the black mist, like magic sounds, drilling crazily into the depths of people's minds.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three blood lines tore through the heavy black clouds, but with the rapid shuttle, ripples exploded above the blood lines.

In less than a few breaths of time, the first blood line was actually shaken away, and even the second blood line became looming.

"crack!"

Black fog filled the air, and suddenly, a low and hoarse voice slowly sounded.

Immediately, the heavy black clouds burst open suddenly, and a blood line swept out as fast as lightning, and finally shot into a certain part of the black clouds at an astonishing speed.

"Pfft!"

As soon as the blood line shot into that area, the sound of spitting out blood was heard. Immediately afterwards, the black clouds in the sky froze and retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the black clouds receded, everyone's vision also recovered. With a quick glance, they saw, not far away, the Master of the Soul Palace standing tremblingly with blood all over his body.

From his shoulder to his lower abdomen, a terrifying wound emerged ferociously.

Obviously, the previous blow caused Dehun Mishisheng to be severely injured.

Xiao Chen glanced at the Master of the Soul Palace with an indifferent expression, but there was some surprise in his eyes.

Obviously, he did not expect that a person with the strength of Hun Miesheng could survive. In his time, there were countless strong men who fell to his attack.

The Master of the Soul Palace stared at Xiao Chen ferociously and fiercely, and hurriedly took out several jade bottles from the Najie, poured the medicinal liquid inside into the wound, and let the white mist rise.

Immediately afterwards, he formed a seal with both hands, and a black light curtain suddenly emerged, surrounding him and Xiao Chen like a prison.

"Mo Lao, after watching this show for so long, it's time to take action, right?"

The master of the Soul Palace formed a black light prison and suddenly shouted angrily to the outside.

"Oh, soul destroys life, you really disappoint me..."

When everyone was surprised, an old low sigh finally sounded in the void.

Among the crowd, an old man in gray, whose strength had only reached the level of a high-level semi-saint, shook his head and slowly walked out with a disappointed look on his face.

As he walked out, his face also changed slightly.

A pair of long black eyebrows drooped down, looking extremely strange.

This old man, who had only shown his semi-saint strength before, was chased by the Fire Slave, and no one paid attention. However, no one thought that this old man who looked so ordinary could actually be so secretive.