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    (- Lover's Pavilion - Please remember) (- Lover's Pavilion - Please remember) Chapter 242 One after another Xue Yizhen still sat with his eyes closed, as if he was worried about the coming murder.  Yi didn't feel anything at all, but just when the Sky Splitting Sword was about to fall on top of his head, the big dry hand that was still tearing Li Qitong's clothes suddenly reached up and grasped the indestructible sword.  His movements were not fast, and seemed to be just an ordinary head-scratching movement, but with just such a movement, he caught Xia Chen's sword, which was like thunder rushing into the wrathful sea, and he slashed out with all his strength.  The unparalleled sword light struggled desperately in his withered palm, but like a fish that was hooked, it could not escape the strong shackles no matter what. The sharp sword light that once wiped out more than thirty people from the Xue family  , in Xue Yizhen's hands, it is just a toy that can be manipulated at will.  With only one flesh palm, you can fight against magic weapons. What a terrifying power this is.  Xia Chen's heart suddenly sank. Although he had thought that Xue Yi was really scary, he realized at this moment that he had underestimated the ancestor of the Xue family.  Back then, he was holding the Sky-Splitting Sword and could even hold Xu Fang's innate energy for a moment. But now, with one hand of the withered old man, he could completely suppress the Sky-Splitting Sword that he had wielded with all his strength as it became more powerful.  This kind of terrifying strength is much more powerful than the first-level magical monks such as Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang. It is worthy of being the pinnacle of the first-level magical power.  "But Xia Chen is not someone who is willing to admit defeat. He has experienced more desperate situations than this. There is no panic, no fear, or even any other slightly complicated emotions in the young man's heart.  Xia Chen only felt calm in his heart, and he also had the courage and excitement to become stronger when faced with a strong situation, and would rather bend than bend. Being able to fight with such a powerful magical monk was an opportunity, but also a challenge.  He shouted loudly, pouring the true energy in his hand into the Sky Sword like he was dying. At the same time, he stretched out his hand a little, and the true energy instantly formed countless extremely fine silver needles, shooting towards Xue Yizhen's eyes, ears and other vital parts.  Such a close-range attack is also an attack on the opponent's key point. Even monks with first-level supernatural powers like Li Chendong, Fan Yun, Du Li, etc. may have to guard against it.  However, Xue Yizhen still didn't open his eyes, and his body stood still, like a statue. He held the Sky Sword in one hand, and stretched out the other hand. His five fingers were like playing with the strings. With a slight shake, he used Xia Chen's full strength.  Block all the sharp attacks coming out.  After flicking the last zhenqi needle into pieces, Xue Yizhen's fingers did not stop moving, but slowly extended and pressed on Xia Chen's chest.  His movement was still very slow, but for some reason, Xia Chen just couldn't avoid it.  The moment he was pressed by Xue Yizhen's finger, Xia Chen felt like he was struck by electricity. His whole body was shaking violently, his face instantly turned pale, a fishy taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.  He was condescending, and the blood was aimed at Xue Yizhen's head, but Xue Yizhen flicked his finger again, and the invisible force spread out, and all the blood was immediately shaken out, but it was not spilled on his body.  In an instant, Xue Yizhen used three fingers. One finger broke Xia Chen's attack, one finger seriously injured Xia Chen, and one finger shook away the blood all over the sky. During the whole process, he only moved two hands, without raising his head and eyes.  Without opening his eyes, his body was still like a wax statue.  Xia Chen held on to the Sky-Splitting Sword tightly, so that he was not knocked away by Xue Yizhen's finger. After the blood spurted out, his expression not only did not show any shock, but showed determination and determination, without any pause for breath.  The violent zhenqi bloomed again, and the sky-splitting edge flashed instantly, piercing Xue Yizhen's eyes.  He couldn¡¯t retreat, not even a step. If he retreated, he would give up the Sky Splitting Sword, and it would also mean giving up the hope of saving Li Qitong. Although the attack had just begun, it was only the beginning, and it was already time to see the enemy.  When he needs to fight hard, Xia Chen will never hesitate.  At the same time, the Sky-Splitting Sword kept beating, making a sound that was enough to tear the eardrums.  Struggling desperately in Xue Yizhen's hands.  This is an angry sword that will never succumb to the humiliating fate of being imprisoned and suppressed. Even if it exhausts all its power and is shattered into pieces, it will not make the slightest compromise.  Xia Chen was channeling his true energy like a desperate man, concentrating all his energy and squeezing himself as hard as he could to pull the Sky-Splitting Sword out of Xue Yizhen's palm as steady as a mountain.  Where the sword is, the people are there, but when the sword dies, the people die.  The corners of Xue Yizhen's dry and expressionless mouth were slightly raised, as if he felt troubled, and also seemed to be mocking, mocking the overestimation of the little bug who attacked him.    The palm that had just popped out three fingers grabbed it again and grasped the fierce sky-splitting edge. The edge was enough to break stone and crack gold, but it seemed that it could not cause any harm to his palm.  The momentum of the Sky-Splitting Edge suddenly stopped, but at the moment he was caught by Xue Yizhen, Xia Chen roared, and the Sky-Splitting Edge suddenly shattered into countless fragments, still cutting towards his eyes and other weakest parts.  "Huh?" Xue Yizhen's nose twitched slightly and he made a slightly surprised sound, as if he did not expect such a change in the sky-splitting edge.  "Obviously, this old man is not completely unaware, but has his own consciousness. He just doesn't know why he still puts on an incomprehensible posture, refusing to move or open his eyes.  At this time, his hand was too late to block the fragments of the Sky-Splitting Edge, while the other hand was still holding the Sky-Splitting Sword. It was impossible to dodge at such a close distance, and once the Sky-Splitting Edge pierced his eyes,  Even if he is a magical monk, he cannot bear it.  But Xue Yizhen still didn't make any move, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his lips were slightly opened, and a powerful force of energy suddenly spurted out from his mouth, facing the fragments of the sky-splitting blade that were within easy reach.  With a whoosh, the sky-splitting sharp edge like a strong bow and crossbow stopped instantly. Although the front edge could barely touch Xue Yizhen's old eyelids, it could no longer move forward an inch.  Then, these sharp fragments were like stagnant bullets, slowly falling and disappearing in the air.  Boom!  A deafening thunder suddenly sounded in the silent space. Xia Chen's face was expressionless. Almost at the moment when Xue Yizhen spurted out his energy, the extremely powerful thunder seal had taken shape in his hands. Without any pause, it followed the sky-splitting edge.  The tail fiercely hit Xue Yizhen's eyes.  Xia Chen didn¡¯t even expect that one blow would be effective. From the moment the sky-shattering strike struck, he began to prepare the Thunder Seal.  The two are connected end to end without any gaps. It can be said that they have brought the two great magical powers into full play.  Nowadays, Xia Chen's cultivation is not only at the top of the acquired level, but his combat skills have also reached the level of proficiency, and he is already infinitely close to the realm of supernatural powers.  The Thunder Seal emitted an extremely bright light and roared towards Xue Yizhen. It was really like a real thunderbolt. Any other acquired monk would have been reduced to ashes under this thunder without any suspense.  Xue Yizhen made another unexpected noise from his nose, but even so, it still did not move the magical monk in the slightest.  The big dry hand that had just grasped the sky-splitting edge was swung sideways, and it was as easy as catching a mosquito, and it grabbed the thunder seal.  The powerful thunder seal seemed to have plunged into a bottomless black hole. All the power disappeared directly after entering Xue Yizhen's palm, as if it was blasted into another space, with only some hissing current flowing from the edge of the dry palm.  When it overflows, it randomly turns into tiny pieces of light and dissipates.  The withered palm was like black ice that had never melted for thousands of years. Even though the thunder seal roared wantonly, there was no sign of civilization at all.  Xia Chen really wanted to know what material Xue Yizhen's two palms were made of, and he even had doubts about whether what he saw was real.  How could there be such a perverted pair of hands in this world that could shake the Sky Sword with one hand and destroy the Thunder Seal with the other.  The lightning made his face look cloudy and uncertain, but his eyes remained unchanged and remained as solid as a stone.  After Xue Yizhen grabbed and destroyed the Thunder Seal, he hit him with a palm. Without any change of direction, he still slapped the opponent's eyes. After the sky-splitting edge was the Thunder Seal, and after the Thunder Seal was this palm. The three attacks were together.  Completely, without any pause.  Xue Yizhen was like an eternal rock, motionless. Only his big dry hand met his palm silently.  Neither the Sky-Splitting Edge nor the Thunder Seal could damage his palm at all, so what effect could Xia Chen have with just one hand?  However, the moment the two hands met, a blazing flame suddenly rose in Xia Chen's palm.  The flame was still blood red when it first burned, but after a breath, it turned into pure white. The surrounding air immediately became distorted, and the hot breath quickly spread to the surroundings, directly turning the space of several feet in radius into a fire field.  Palm of True Fire!  In the past, Xia Chen used the Fire Palm form to use the Heavenly Palm Technique. This was the first time he directly attacked with his flesh palm. However, the power of direct attack with his flesh palm was doubled, and Xia Chen directly added Hou Tianzhen into it.  Fire, the superposition of two firepowers creates a terrifyingly high temperature.  Xue Yizhen¡¯s palms shrank slightly and his eyelids moved even more. He seemed to be a little surprised that the opponent¡¯s firepower was so powerful, but it was just a little unexpected.  The big dry hand shook slightly,With one spit, the flame that had turned into pure white was completely extinguished.  But Xia Chen seemed to have expected it. He slightly bent his five fingers and suddenly shot out beautiful and terrifying flowers of true fire one after another. They passed through the gaps in Xue Yizhen's palm at various tricky angles and still shot towards him.  Closed eyes.  Xue Yizhen finally snorted clearly, with a hint of rage in his snort.  He had been fighting with this ridiculously weak guy for a long time, but he still couldn't completely suppress Xia Chen. Instead, he was forced to panic by the opponent's continuous tricks.  Phew!  A bigger and more pure flame burned from his palm, turning into a fire curtain about a foot wide, swallowing up the Hou Tianhuo fired by Xia Chen one by one.  The heat wave caused by the high temperature rolled more violently, and the air became extremely hot, faintly showing a fiery red color. It was the power of the innate fire, which was more terrifying than Xia Chen's enhanced version of the acquired fire.  Xue Yizhen's expressionless face finally showed a hint of impatience. The innate fire in his hand condensed into a thread in an instant. The next moment, it was about to shoot out and burn this annoying guy to smithereens. ?? But Xia Chen didn¡¯t want to retreat, nor did he want to resist the innate fire.  A smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.  ¡ï¡ï¡ïYou can save the latest chapter or , which you have seen, so that you can read it next time ¡ï¡ï¡ï ¡ª¡ª
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