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    Xia Chen!  These two words seemed to have magic power. Not only did Mr. Zuo's face change, but also that of Emperor Wang Zhong and Xue Lingshan, and even the faces of others changed.  The expressions of everyone who knew this name changed.  No one knows where this sentence came from.  It seems to come from a distant direction, it seems like a whisper in the ear, and it seems to be ringing directly in the heart. Every corner seems to be echoing with the echo of these words.  Emperor Wang Zhong had a look of disbelief in his eyes. His hand was only a few minutes away from Chen Qiushui. Even without using his spiritual thoughts, even with just a slight stretch, he could grab this beautiful woman in his hand and torture and play with her wantonly.  However, the distance of a few minutes was actually so close that there was endless space in between. No matter how much he stretched forward, he could no longer touch it.  He was extremely angry in his heart, but compared with the anger, there was an omnipresent fear. This fear was the darkness in his heart. Even under the sunlight, he still felt chills all over his body.  Xia Chen came slowly. He was walking from an unknown distance, just as usual.  No one should have noticed him originally, but for some reason, when he took the first step, everyone felt it and turned their attention to him.  His face was calm, neither sad nor happy, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.  He walked in the dust, but it seemed like he was walking on a road leading to the sky, giving everyone an infinite and far-reaching feeling.  It seems like this day and this place.  This mountain, this water.  This person and thing are all his foil. He is the center of the world, which makes people unable to ignore it.  Chen Qiushui suddenly moved away from Wang Zhongdi and flew towards Xia Chen.  From the moment Xia Chen appeared, the cold aura in her body disappeared, the confinement was automatically lifted, and even the injuries became much milder.  This is not an illusion, this is what really happened.  Chen Qiushui was not surprised. It seemed that it was natural for such a thing to happen.  No matter what happens to Xia Chen, she is not surprised.  "Are you back?" She walked forward slowly and asked softly.  The tone was like the normal greeting a wife at home would give when her husband comes back.  "Senior sister!" Xia Chen looked at her deeply.  His eyes were soft, "I missed you. It's so good to finally see you again." In front of thousands of monks, he spoke naturally and affectionately.  Expressing his deepest attachment to his fianc¨¦e, he did not take his formidable enemies such as Zuo Gongzi, Wang Zhongdi, and Xue Lingshan into consideration at all.  No, not only did he not take it seriously, his attitude was simply dismissive.  Because he is Xia Chen.  Because he is now qualified to do so.  Everyone was shocked.  Everyone immediately felt Xia Chen's carelessness and disdain, and the burning anger of being underestimated suddenly burned in their hearts.  Why are you so dismissive of us?  How dare you turn your back on me?  Xue Lingshan perked up and shouted majestically: "Junior Xia Chen, do you think that just because you are back, you can act as a savior and save your Zhengxuan sect from defeat? Let me tell you, you came back just in time. You were in front of me back then  In front of you, kill my disciples of the Haoran sect. Today I will kill all your fellow disciples in front of you. This is called karma." He smiled ferociously and shouted to the three-level monks with magical powers who just ordered:  "You guys, why don't you hurry up and kill these remnants of the Zhengxuan sect? According to His Highness's instructions, cut off their heads and hang them on bamboo poles as a warning to others!" Those three-level monks with magical powers are in a daze.  , then he woke up as if from a dream, and quickly flew towards Ma Huanshan and others.  Xia Chen ignored it, let alone panicked. Instead, he gently held Chen Qiushui's hand, and the two walked forward side by side, unhurriedly.  He said softly: "Now that I'm back, you can't touch any of my classmates, my friends, my brothers, my elders, or my wife. I'll kill anyone who touches them." A supernatural power  The third level monk had already fled to Ma Huanshan's side. When he heard this, he couldn't help laughing sarcastically: "Xia, I thought you were special. It turns out you were just pretending. I will kill you now."  Fellow disciple, what can you do?" He sneered, raised his hand and slashed at Ma Huanshan's neck, intending to chop off Ma Huanshan's head to show Xia Chen.     Snapped!  A snowflake swayed down from the sky, like a copper coin, and stuck to the palm of his hand, making a crisp sound.  The face of the third-level magical monk froze. He suddenly found that his hand seemed to be frozen. Although he raised it, he could not chop it down no matter what.?.  He was horrified in his heart, and when his spiritual thoughts were released, he was about to push open the invisible ice power.  But for some reason, the more his spiritual thoughts were released, the stronger the ice power became. The chaotic snowflakes fell, but very strangely, they only landed on him.  No matter how he tried to get rid of it, the snowflakes did not melt. They accumulated more and more, becoming thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a snowman.  "Elder Xue, save me, save me" His face changed drastically, and he struggled violently and screamed, but his voice became hoarse and hoarse. The snowflakes got into his mouth and nose, and seemed to be falling from the inside out.  Freeze him completely.  Xue Lingshan¡¯s expression changed. He originally wanted to help.  But I don¡¯t know why, seeing the third-level magical monk gradually turning into a snowman, but still struggling desperately, seeming to be suffering unparalleled pain, I felt an inexplicable chill in my heart, and he stood still.  "Ah, my legs, why are my legs on fire? What's going on? Holy shit" Another shrill voice shouted, that was another third-level magical monk.  He ran away towards Yin Qiu, but before he could get closer, his legs suddenly burst into flames, turning his calves into ashes in the blink of an eye.  The flames did not disappear. After burning his calves, they spread upwards and began to burn his thighs and waist.  He fell to the ground and couldn't even fly.  He could only roll back and forth in pain as the flames burned mercilessly, screaming loudly.  Life is worse than death.  The last third-level magical monk was heading towards Lin Ruoshui. Seeing this scene, this ancestor-level figure was so frightened that he turned around and ran back without caring about his face.  Several cold stars flashed past, but nothing seemed to appear.  The monk with the third level of supernatural power suddenly stopped and instantly turned into a clay sculpture.  After a while, countless blood lines emerged from his face.  Then it slowly spread downward, first to the neck, then to the shoulders, then to the chest and abdomen, then to the waist, and finally to the limbs and feet.  He is like a rag doll that has been broken into countless pieces and then spliced ??back together, revealing a shocking original appearance.  Everyone looked at him with extremely surprised eyes.  He didn't seem to be aware of it, and he took a step forward with a blank look on his face.  With one step, his whole body was like a collapsed tarot card, instantly shattered into countless pieces of flesh and falling to the ground.  An eyeball rolled out, and he blinked slowly.  It was closed forever.  "Ah, ah!" The monk who was burned by the flames had only one head left, but he was still screaming hysterically. It was not until the flames covered his mouth that he became silent.  The horse returns to Shan¡¯s side.  A snowman stands in a strange posture, both in expression and movement.  They are all lifelike, vividly expressing the fear of unknown supernatural powers before death.  This snowman looks like a real person.  Three monks with the third level of supernatural power died in such a strange way. They didn¡¯t even know how they died. It was as if they were cursed by heaven and suffered a direct disaster.  Everyone's hands and feet were cold and their bodies were cold. No one could tell how the three people died. If it was Xia Chen who did it, he clearly didn't move or do anything.     How can this be?  Ma Huanshan, Yin Qiuli and Lin Ruoshui also looked confused, but when they saw Xia Chen and Chen Qiushui walking over slowly, they were immediately surprised.  "Master Uncle Ma, Master Yin, Master Lin." Xia Chen bowed and called out. He did not call him a fellow Taoist because he had broken through the fourth level of supernatural power, but still treated him with the courtesy of an elder.  "Xia Chen, you're back, it's good to be back" Ma Huanshan murmured, his eyes filled with infinite relief, and his already desperate eyes suddenly glowed again.  Yin Qiuli and Lin Ruoshui showed the same expression, and their hearts suddenly became very calm. It seemed that as long as Xia Chen appeared, no matter how big the difficulty was, it could be solved and there was no need to worry anymore.  Sun Li, Fang Qiu, and Chen Lie came over with difficulty and hugged Xia Chen one after another.  The four former friends have not seen each other for two years. They have all grown up a lot, matured a lot, and have become supernatural monks. The only thing that remains unchanged is their deep friendship.  There is no need to say anything, everything is left unsaid.  Zhan Kongchen and the few surviving first-level magical disciples all fainted, but they were picked up by Fang Qiu and Chen Lie and took the elixir.  Xia Chen turned to look at the sky, stretched out his hand gently, and Xu Qiankun flew down involuntarily and landed in front of everyone.  Mr. Zuo and others were close at hand, but watching him move the Zhengxuan faction toPeople gathered together and were shocked by the atmosphere coming out of Xia Chen, but no one stopped him.  "Ancestor, this disciple came too late and failed to save the lives of Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Fan and Senior Brother Lu, and ended up being killed" Xia Chen said with a sad expression on his face.  Li Chendong and Fan Yun once led a team to the zoo and had a close relationship with him. Unexpectedly, they came one step too late and were killed by Mr. Zuo. Xia Chen was calm on the surface, but the anger in his heart was already burning.  Xu Qiankun looked at him with a calm expression: "I believe you will avenge them." Xia Chen nodded: "I will." He casually scattered three transparent sparks, which landed on Li Chendong, Fan Yunhe  On Lu Wanting's body, the three bodies were burned into ashes.  "Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Fan, and Senior Brother Lu, I wish you will enter reincarnation again and regain your supernatural powers after reincarnation, so that we can meet again" He clasped his palms together and prayed devoutly.  After praying, Xia Chen turned around and looked up at the sky coldly: "Master Zuo, my ancestor just made a divination, saying that you will be killed without the ability to resist. My ancestor has always made every plan and made no mistakes.  , So, I plan to let you be killed by me without any resistance as the hexagram said. What do you think?"
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