Shi Weicheng sneered: "Do you think I will believe you in this trick of deceiving children?"

His expression seemed to be confident, he gave a look to the side, then drove the magic weapon and slowly approached Su Chen, the disciple next to him quickly surrounded Su Chen, "Boy, you are too tender to fight with me. Come on, follow me obediently today, I promise you, I'll let you go as soon as the matter is over."

"Bah," Su Chen rolled his eyes at him, "Do you **** think I'm a three-year-old?"

"You!" Shi Weicheng's face sank sharply, "I tell you, you'd better not toast and eat fine wine, you wouldn't think this is the realm of the Purple Cloud Sect, so I wouldn't dare to do it?"

Su Chen said: "Oh, scare me? But don't worry, I have always known the despicableness and shamelessness of Bank of China. Even if this is the realm of Ziyun Sect, you still dare to act shamelessly."

Shi Weicheng gritted his teeth and said, "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, boy, you do have a good tongue, but you don't have that strength."

Su Chen flipped his wrist, the Xuanming Saber was already in his hand, and the blade exuded a cold light under the sunlight. The surrounding disciples felt the threatening blade aura, and took a few steps back in shock.

Seeing this, Shi Weicheng shouted sharply: "Trash! You don't look at him, you're just a disciple of the Nascent Soul period, can you scare you into such a ghost?!"

Su Chen held the knife and swung three knives in a row in the air. There was a faint sound of air tearing between the shadows of the knife. The disciples hesitated and wanted to step back, but when they saw Shi Weicheng's stern eyes, they could only bite the bullet. Surrounded by Su Chen.

Shi Weicheng was really frightened when he saw the surrounding disciples, his eyes fell on the blade of the Xuanming Saber. Under the sun, the rust on the blade of the Xuanming blade could be clearly seen, and the front port was very neat, but there was no light of any sharp blade. .

There was a faint idea in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed again, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely.

He had already investigated the origin of Su Chen, and it was Liu Qingzhu who brought it back to the Purple Cloud Sect from his hometown a year ago.

Part of the exercises he cultivated came from the Purple Cloud Sect, and the other part was rather peculiar, but it had nothing to do with those Hidden World Sects.

From this, Shi Weicheng determined that the magic weapon in Su Chen's hands was indeed rather strange, but it was not an unborn treasure.

"Su Chen, you can think clearly," Shi Weicheng pretended to persuade: "You are not facing a small sect, the strength of Bank of China is not what you can imagine, even the Purple Cloud Sect. I can't protect you, but if you insist, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth, and his expression looked a bit sinister. He didn't know what Shi Weicheng's reaction was. He suddenly swayed in place, and three people appeared unexpectedly.

Shi Weicheng's pupils trembled, and he murmured, "Clone?"

When the disciples saw the three identical Su Chens, they were in disarray. At this moment, the three identical Su Chen suddenly made the same action, raised the magic weapon in their hands, and slammed them down.

Shi Weicheng finally reacted at this time, his hands drew a circle in the air, and the powerful spiritual power instantly condensed into a wall, and thousands of sword shadows condensed behind him, turning into a circular sword formation.

The sword shadow whistled and the spiritual power shook. Shi Weicheng raised his eyes and looked forward, only to find that only three of the dozen or so disciples he brought with him were barely supporting him.

Three identical Su Chen, holding a magic weapon, wounded seven or eight disciples in the blink of an eye, and the remaining three also had wounds on their bodies.

Shi Weicheng only felt that his back seemed to be hit by an electric shock, and the electric current went straight to the top of his head. Between the electric light and flint, he waved his palms forward, and thousands of sword shadows flew towards Su Chen.

The space shook, the sword shadow pierced the sky and whistled, Su Chen felt the unprecedented oppression, but did not flinch, but smiled evilly at Shi Weicheng.

Shi Weicheng felt that something was wrong, his mind turned sharply, and there was no movement for a while, and at this moment, a long sword pierced his back heart silently.

"Hall Master, Little"

Su Chen slashed over a disciple with a sword. The moment the disciple turned over and fell to the ground, he saw the person behind Shi Weicheng. He wanted to remind him in horror, but he only said half of what he said, and his body was already on the ground. The breath didn't come up, and he swallowed directly.

Shi Weicheng's back was cold, and he felt a strong sense of crisis inexplicably in his heart. When he was shocked, he immediately opened the spiritual barrier, squeezed a few tricks with both hands, and thousands of sword shadows instantly converged into a huge long sword, stabbing Xiang Su Chen's chest.

"Pfft."

Amidst the whistling of sword energy, Shi Weicheng suddenly heard a faint sound, and then he felt a chill on his back, and turned slowly, only to see a person standing behind him, with a cold and beautiful face. With a deep chill, his eyes fell straight on his face.

"You" Shi Weicheng just opened his mouth, and bright red blood dripped out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the half sword tip on his chest, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Liu Qingzhu pulled out his long sword cleanly, and he had already retreated a few meters in a flash.

Shi Weicheng swayed while clutching the wound on his chest, and he was a little unsteady, but after all, he had already reached the Pure Yang stage. Even if Liu Qingzhu had stabbed him in the key with a sword just now, he would not have been seriously injured.

Su Chen tried his best to resist the huge sword shadow, the reason was already covered with hot flames, and his spiritual power was released, but he was still forced to retreat by the sword shadow.

He felt that the pressure on the movie was getting heavier and heavier, and his arms began to tremble. If he was not holding the Xuanming Saber at this time, but another magic weapon, I am afraid that he would not be able to hold on.

"Senior Sister!" Seeing that Su Chen was about to lose his hold, he quickly greeted Liu Qingzhu, "Leave him alone, come and save me."

Liu Qingzhu flew in front of Su Chen, holding his sword to resist Jianying, but he could only temporarily draw a tie with it, neither advancing nor retreating, and Su Chen only took a few breaths for a while, then hurried forward, Xuan Mingdao's The blade rested on Jianying's sword.

The two sides saw each other for a while, and Su Chen finally couldn't bear it anymore. He roared up to the sky, and his heart suddenly increased beating. Threads of gray suddenly appeared in the blood vessels, and soon the blood in the heart completely turned gray.

Shi Weicheng's wound was no longer bleeding. He planned to step up the push to solve Su Chen, but suddenly his heart seemed to be firmly grasped by an unintentional hand, and a sharp pain hit him. softened.

The huge sword shadow lost its support and quickly dissipated. Su Chen gasped and sighed: "Sure enough, the gap is still too big."

Liu Qingzhu kept staring at Shi Weicheng, "The poison has worked."