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    One punch, killing the fifth level acquired in an instant!  The whole place was silent. Looking at the fallen guard, everyone felt that their heartbeats were about to stop and their minds went blank.  The vast majority of them were below the fourth level of acquired skills, and they thought that Xia Chen's cultivation level was similar to theirs, but now they realize how ridiculous this idea is. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the five acquired beings, they are actually stupid enough to want to kill someone to steal the treasure!  "Asshole, you killed Guard Ding, you actually killed Guard Ding!" Qian Xueming screamed involuntarily, his expression changing from fierce to fearful in an instant.  "Quickly, young master! Quickly, go back to find the master!" The expressions of Uncle Yang and the other guard changed dramatically, and they shouted at the top of their lungs.  Then they both rushed toward Xia Chen.  Since this person can kill Guard Ding instantly, it is no problem to kill them instantly. The only solution now is to block him with all his strength and give Qian Xueming a chance to survive.  "Get out!" Xia Chen shouted coldly.  He punched out two fists together, with a slight flash of Sky-Splitting edge, and punched Uncle Yang and another guard respectively.  The two screamed in unison, and their fists were instantly torn into pieces by the sky-splitting edge, and then the blade extended all the way upward until their entire arms were turned into flesh and blood.  With two bangs, Xia Chen flew up with his feet and kicked the two of them away. They fell to the ground, motionless, and completely passed out.  The two days were seriously injured, only one interest!  Qian Xueming felt that his whole body was weak. He turned around and wanted to escape, but his legs felt like they were filled with vinegar, sore and heavy that he could not move at all.  Looking at Xia Chen, who was wearing a black cloak, slowly walking over, it was like the footsteps of the God of Death were approaching little by little.  Qian Xueming tried to stay calm, but his voice was trembling slightly: "Don't come here, don't come here. My father, Qian Li, is a seventh-level warrior. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father will cut you into pieces."  !¡±  I advise you not to dig your own grave. Although I will retaliate against you, but you also killed my people, the debt between us will be wiped out. From now on, we will never touch the river again. What do you think?" He said that he wanted to reconcile?  , but vicious thoughts were swirling in his heart: Zunzi, when my father personally takes action and catches you, you bastard, I will torture you until your life is worse than death!  "Okay!" Xia Chen smiled solemnly, suddenly raised his hand and slapped him hard on the head.  Qian Xueming screamed wildly, his eyes suddenly popped out with an unbelievable look, blood gushed out from his seven orifices, and his face slowly collapsed with a ferocious expression.  Until his death, he still couldn't believe that Xia Chen actually dared to kill him.  There was silence in front of the trading place. Everyone stared at Xia Chen with frightened eyes. There was only one thought in their mind, this man must not be messed with, must not be messed with!  How can anyone be afraid of Qian Li if he dares to kill Qian Li's beloved son in public?  Not far away, the women from the Haoran faction were pale and sweating profusely.  "Junior Sister He, you are right. Fortunately we did not kill this person, otherwise we would have died!" Chen Lan murmured, her tone unable to conceal the horror.  The freckled woman also turned pale: "I didn't expect this person to be so terrifying! It seems that only Senior Sister Zhan can compete with him. If he also wants to enter ancient Tibet, he will really be our strong enemy!" Haoran Sect!  The others were also watching, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cave when they saw this scene.  "Instant kill of the acquired fifth level! So this person is so strong!" Senior Brother Qi said with a face as earthy as the earth.  Although he was still far away from Xia Chen, he still involuntarily stepped back.  The arrogant prestige in the trading field has long since disappeared without a trace.  "Thanks to Junior Brother Yan's reminder, we didn't rush in and kill him! Otherwise, we would have been killed!" Another disciple murmured.  "This person's cultivation level is at least the acquired seventh level, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kill the acquired fifth level in an instant." Although Yan Bing remained calm, he could not hide the horror in his eyes, "Even if the four of us plus one move are not his,  The enemy, it seems that only Senior Brother Ling can restrain him. Where did such a powerful master suddenly appear? " "This man is very strong" The man in green stood on a stone step, and his eyes suddenly changed when he saw this scene.  Shrink!  Then, as if thinking about something, he turned around and disappeared into the vast night.  "Who else wants to kill someone and seize the treasure? Come forward!" Xia Chen stepped on Qian Xueming's body and said coldly.  No one spoke, everyone was worried, and even lowered their heads involuntarily, for fear of provoking this evil star.  Suddenly, aA rough and arrogant voice rang out: "Haha, great. This rich guy didn't run away and dared to stay here. He's really stupid. Hey, kid, you're not just waiting to keep the treasure."  Give it to me? I didn¡¯t expect that I would be able to catch up with such a good thing after coming out a little later! Haha!¡± I saw a tower-like man striding over and standing in front of Xia Chen, letting out an excited and ferocious laugh.  Everyone looked at him with pity in their eyes, thinking that you might be extremely stupid!  "You want the treasure on me?" Xia Chen said lightly.  "Of course!" the big man laughed wildly, "You are so rich and you bought so many treasures? Who wouldn't be jealous! Everyone here wants to kill you and seize the treasures. You are really stupid. If I were to buy it,  These treasures have escaped long ago, how can you still stand here, waiting for others to snatch them, ha" Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at the others around him, as if he had just discovered something strange.  There were so many people here, but no one laughed with him. Instead, they all looked at him like a dead person.  "You guys" Only then did the big man realize that something was wrong. He lowered his head slowly and immediately saw the body that was trampled by Xia Chen. His expression suddenly changed, "Did you kill Qian Xueming? How dare you" "  Qian Xueming said that he is very lonely down there and needs you to accompany him." Xia Chen smiled solemnly, raised his hand and waved it, and a cold light suddenly flashed through.  All the sounds of the big man instantly turned into meaningless whimpers. He clutched his bleeding throat tightly and staggered back. His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe that Xia Chen could kill with just a few movements of his hands.  Got him.  As his body slowly collapsed, he once again saw the pity-filled eyes of everyone out of the corner of his eye. The big man suddenly understood that he had always been the stupidest one. Unfortunately, he could only understand this truth after he died.  "Is there anyone else?" Xia Chen said lightly, taking a step forward.  Everyone immediately took a step back, keeping the same distance as Xia Chen.  "Why, don't you all want to kill people and seize treasures?" Xia Chen sneered, "Why are you so weak now? A bunch of losers!" Everyone's faces turned red immediately. When had they ever endured such humiliation? They were extremely angry, but in front of them  He was afraid of Xia Chen's terrifying power, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it helplessly. This feeling was really uncomfortable.  "Your Majesty, don't be too arrogant." Suddenly, a middle-aged monk sneered, "No one is stopping you, but it doesn't mean that we are all afraid of you. If we join forces, no matter how powerful you are, you will die without a burial place!"  "This big brother is right. This guy is so arrogant. Who does he think he is? A magical monk? Even a magical monk would not dare to fight against all of us." "I think this bastard has long been disliked.  Thinking that a little cultivation is great, we join forces to kill him! " "Yes, there are so many of us, why should we be afraid of him? No matter how strong he is, we can't defeat him with ten thousand people."  Grab the treasures from him and divide them equally. "Let's go together. No one should step back. As long as we work together, there is no way this guy can escape!" With the middle-aged monk taking the lead, everyone!  Suddenly the crowd became excited, and they all approached Xia Chen with red eyes. A few monks with ulterior motives even screamed very enthusiastically.  The middle-aged monk did not expect that he would become the trigger. He couldn't help but feel proud and shouted: "Today we will work together to kill this official, and then the treasure will be divided equally, which is equivalent to killing the people" Suddenly, a swift black arrow  Ying rushed in front of him, a cold light flashed on his hand, and a bright edge flashed across it.  Whoosh!  The middle-aged monk's head instantly separated from his body and flew out. His face was still excited, and he shouted the word "harm" loudly in mid-air.  "Okay!" Although everyone saw this strange scene, it happened too fast and there was no time to adjust their emotions. Most people still responded enthusiastically, as if they were applauding his death.  With a bang, the middle-aged monk's head was smashed into a bloody mess at the feet of a young man. The young man screamed in horror, turned around and ran away.  Xia Chen's figure was like a ghost. He stretched out his hand to grab. The sky-splitting edge of his hand flashed, and he drew several blazing blades, cutting the monks who had screamed the loudest with ulterior motives into pieces all over the ground.  .  It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on everyone's faces. The anger they had just felt instantly turned into infinite fear. With a cry, they all dispersed like birds and beasts.  They are a mob without any cohesion. As long as Xia Chen kills a few people to establish his authority, they will immediately begin to collapse.  Xia Chen's figure turned around and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.    At the entrance of the trading place, the pavilion master and a group of elders appeared at some unknown time. Looking at this scene, the muscles on their faces twitched involuntarily.  "You can only make friends with this person, don't offend him." The corner of the pavilion master's eyes twitched for a while, and then he said softly.  Running to the entrance of an alley, Xia Chen stopped, casually took off his cloak, and threw it away from a distance. He was not afraid of showing his current appearance to others. At worst, he would use the Thousand Faces Technique to change his appearance again.  There are many people who have strange thoughts towards him, but those who dare to show it openly are basically idiots, so Xia Chen has no problem whether he laughs at him or kills him.  What is really difficult to deal with are those guys who are hiding in the dark and preparing to kill people and seize treasures.
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