Old Chen was glowing, holding a long sword, scanning all opponents, no one dared to step forward, and those who were caught in his gaze were palpitating and retreated involuntarily.
Many people realized that Old Chen was probably going to die!
Regardless of friend or foe, everyone saw his abnormality, lightning flashed from his chest, and there was a terrible dull sound inside.
Old Chen's body was trembling, and he would fall down at any time, but he held on, holding the sword and looking at the end of the horizon of the Pamir Mountains, and his originally sharp eyes gradually dimmed.
The four elders of the old art once commented that if Old Chen was born in ancient times, he could at least establish a school, and if he was strong and powerful, he might become a Bodhisattva-level master in the field of old art.
Wang Xuan's nose was sour, he felt very sharp, and Old Chen's vitality was decreasing sharply, and he was really not going to work.
He kicked a master in front of him in the air, his eyes were red, and he rushed to Old Chen's side. He never thought that his old colleague was actually going to die.
"Master!" Qingmu roared, full of despair and sadness. In his eyes, Lao Chen, who was extremely powerful and extremely shrewd, how could he die?
"Lao Chen!" Many people shouted, unable to accept this reality.
Not long ago, Lao Chen was still here, like a god of war, killing three great masters alone, showing his invincibility. Now his eyes are dimmed and he is about to die.
Many people in the old art field rushed there, feeling very uncomfortable. Lao Chen was too fierce. He broke through the new art camp alone and killed to the opposite side, while they were so far behind.
"You dare!" Wang Xuan was angry when he saw someone in the new art camp relying on his courage, holding an alloy long knife and going towards Lao Chen, trying to chop off his head.
In this situation, even many people in the new art field did not take action again. Although many people hated Lao Chen, they had to admire his bravery. Seeing that he was dying, there was no need to destroy his body.
Only some people didn't think so. Even though Old Chen's eyes had lost their luster, there were still a few people who wanted to step forward and behead him, giving him an undignified death.
Wang Xuan's fighting power was unquestionable. When Old Chen broke through the new art camp, he was not very far away. He was closer to Old Chen than the others who took the old art path.
Now he was furious, picked up a corpse and started to rotate it, and smashed it out with a loud bang, hitting the young man who rushed towards Old Chen very accurately.
With a bang, the young man was knocked to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, and the alloy knife fell to the ground.
He stood up, covering his nose, and looked at Wang Xuan hatefully. Regardless of everything, he picked up the long knife on the ground and went towards Old Chen again.
Today, he was going to do something big! No matter what others think, curse or criticize, he just wants to cut off the head of the old art grandmaster!
In addition to him, there were several people approaching, all young people, quite radical, and after being overwhelmed by their passion, they only thought about taking the head of the grandmaster of the old technique, without thinking about what kind of storm it would cause.
Wang Xuan was very close, his eyes were extremely terrifying, if someone really chopped off Lao Chen's head in front of him, he felt that he would never forgive himself in this life.
He didn't have time to pick up the corpse and hit people, but there were many rocks on the gray-brown frozen soil. He kicked up a stone as big as a basin, hitting the chest of the young man who raised the alloy knife.
This was very heavy, and everyone nearby heard the sound of a snap. Several bones of the young man were broken. It can only be said that Wang Xuan's kick was extremely powerful.
After all, he was a person who practiced the Golden Body Technique to the initial stage of the fifth level. His flesh and blood were full of vitality and contained amazing power.
The young man in the new technique fell to the ground, coughing up blood from his mouth. Although he was not dead, his chest collapsed and the severe pain made him hate him endlessly.
The pupils of the other young men who rushed towards Lao Chen contracted, but they did not stop. They wanted to cut off Lao Chen's head first, but it was too late. Wang Xuan finally came close.
He jumped over, and in mid-air, he kicked through the chest of a young man. You can imagine how terrifying this force is. He stepped on this person's body and fell to the ground.
"Ah..." The man screamed in pain, which was extremely tragic because the pain was unbearable.
It can be said that this scene was a bit bloody and unbearable to watch, but there was a unanimous roar of excitement from the old art camp.
Just now, many people were going crazy. Lao Chen had never been defeated. If his body was insulted after his death, they would be in pain and could not bear to watch that happen.
At the same time, all parties outside the field saw this scene. Some people stared at Wang Xuan. That kick was sharper than a steel knife and could actually kick through a person.
Wang Xuan exerted a little force on his feet and shook off the man. Then he took a step forward and came close to the young man who was knocked over by him with a stone. He kicked him in the head without mercy and killed two people in a row.
There were three people who retreated involuntarily. Seeing Wang Xuan's murderous aura, they retreated again and again as if cold water was poured on their heads, and did not dare to rush over.
In this situation, although Lao Chen's eyes were completely dim and there was no sound, he still held the sword and did not fall down.
Wang Xuan touched the tip of Lao Chen's nose and then supported him.
"Master!" Qingmu's eyes were bloodshot, and he also rushed to the front to save his master. Tears rolled down immediately.
"Don't use too much force. Although your master has no sound, there are still lightning interweaving in his chest. It is easy to explode completely!" Wang Xuan whispered.
Old Chen's condition was extremely bad. His breathing had stopped, but lightning was still emerging from his five internal organs. If he wasn't careful, he would be torn into pieces. His death was miserable. This was not the way a grandmaster of the old art should die.
Wang Xuan stared coldly at the three young men opposite him. He didn't kill them. He gently carried Old Chen back, fearing that the noise would be too loud and the lightning in his body would explode.
"This area is too complicated. Protect Old Wu as well." Wang Xuan whispered.
Qingmu nodded. Old Chen was so smart. As his disciple, he was naturally not a simple person.
Just because he had arranged Wang Xuan's work to Old Chen in advance and safely before he graduated, it was clear that Qingmu was definitely not a "good guy".
"Protect Mr. Wu as well." Qingmu shouted, and rushed to Wu Chenglin with a large group of people, wrapped him up, and arranged him together with Old Chen.
Both he and Wang Xuan were a little worried. If someone suddenly fired an energy cannon, it would be meaningless for those who were waiting to endorse him to investigate later.
Old Wu was speechless for a while. He naturally knew what was going on. He came from a super family of Xinxing, and no one would dare to let him get into an accident easily.
Wang Xuan escorted Lao Chen back and turned around again. Because there were still masters in the new art field, some people slowly walked over and approached.
Wang Xuan was really aroused. Lao Chen fell to this point because of the final coercion of these people. Now he had no hesitation and was going to kill him again.
Because he wanted to save Lao Chen and wanted to try to stimulate the supersensory state in a deadly battle!
At this time, his fists and feet were powerful, his five internal organs were ringing, and a faint halo almost penetrated his body. This was the physical technique left by Zhang Daoling.
He collided with a middle-aged man several times, which made the strong man covered with green light and extremely tough. The green light collapsed and his body was punched through by Wang Xuan!
This scene surprised and attracted many people's attention. Lao Chen was like a killing god, killing a group of masters, but this young man was so strong that he killed a master in the new art field alone, which attracted sidelong glances.
Someone's eyes were cold, urging his own blood, secret power to flow, and red light suddenly bloomed outside his body. He wanted to deprive Wang Xuan of his blood essence.
However, Wang Xuan's five internal organs resonated, and he kept ringing. He jumped in the air and rushed over, collided with this person quickly, and blew this person alive after four punches!
Everyone in the new art field was shocked. Although their real masters were killed by Lao Chen with a black sword, the two people who were killed just now were not weak either. They died in the hands of that young man.
Another person from the new art field rushed over, four meters tall, with a faint blue light on his body. It was obviously a new human - a genetic superbody, with great strength. He took a step towards Wang Xuan and punched him, making a sound of wind and thunder.
Wang Xuan dodged by turning sideways, and then swept across violently, with a faint white light bursting out from his five internal organs, spreading to the soles of his feet, and kicked the genetic superbody's knee with all his strength. With a click, the man screamed in pain and knelt on one knee.
Wang Xuan jumped up and kicked him in the head, without even looking at him, he rushed forward and met another master.
Finally, when Wang Xuan chopped the fifth person away and made his chest collapse, he retreated decisively and quickly, because he was using the physical skills recorded in the five-page golden book, which consumed too much energy and could no longer bear it.
He sighed, and it turned out that the more deliberate he was, the more he wanted to trigger super sense, the less likely it would happen.
At the same time, he calmed down. He knew that today was almost over. No matter what the two sides thought, it was almost over.
Someone on the opposite side pointed at Wang Xuan with great hatred and resentment. Obviously, they did not expect that such a powerful young man could rush out of the old art field at the last moment and kill several of their masters.
Wang Xuan ignored it and retreated quickly.
Wu Chenglin's eyes flashed, staring at Wang Xuan again and again, and finally said to Qingmu: "The old Wang mentioned by Lao Chen, could it be this young man?"
I have to say that Lao Wu is quite sharp, and he can quickly associate this.
"No!" Qingmu denied it.
Wang Xuan complained in his heart, this old Wu is quite cunning, trying to dig out his background, it's really not kind.
Wu Chenglin sighed, "Young man, you really surprised me. You are so strong. It's true that heroes emerge young."
Wang Xuan naturally knew that the Wu family wanted to find a master of the old art to cooperate with. They were so close and attentive, probably trying to win him over to work for them.
"The masters were all killed by Lao Chen. The few I killed were much weaker." Wang Xuan shook his head.
At the same time, he was startled and asked, "Where is Lao Chen?"
"He was taken to the spacecraft by the relevant department as soon as possible and is receiving emergency treatment." Qingmu said with a heavy heart.
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Lao Chen's death attracted attention from all parties, and different organizations naturally reacted differently.
Most people felt a little sad and felt that it was a pity that such a person finally appeared in the field of the old art, but he could not escape his fate and could not compose a brilliant song of the future.
Many people were paying close attention to when Lao Chen's life would be extinguished.