MTL - Fanatic Martial God-Chapter 19 Strong opponent

Xiao Chen leisurely wandered around the streets of Qiufeng Town, and did not worry about those big men coming back for revenge.

"Xiao Chen, are you not afraid of them to take revenge?" Xiaobaihu asked, and found Xiao Chen not worried at all, Xiaobaihu was a bit strange.

"Of course I am afraid! But my repair is a breakthrough in the middle of the heart, so I deliberately stayed. If they come to revenge, I will use the opportunity of the battle to break through. I must improve the cultivation as soon as possible, and I must avenge Xiandaozong. Yang family regrets!" Xiao Chen said, his eyes flashed fiercely and firmly.

"It turns out that it is like this. You want to fight through the battle and let yourself break through faster." The ancient white tiger voiced the voice and understood the meaning of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen spread his hand and sneered: "I didn't want to, I asked them to come to me first?"

Sure enough, Xiao Chen just left the pub less than a fragrant time, the enemy is to come to the door, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with more than a dozen big men, is coming to Xiao Chen.

The monks on the streets have all avoided, and the business has also quickly closed down. They are very excited about these big men, and the streets suddenly become cold.

Xiao Chen did not change his color. He looked at the dozen or so big men who appeared not far from him in front of him. His eyes were always looking at the middle-aged man in the middle.

"Boss, that is the stinky boy!" The big man who had been blown out by the nose of the dust by Xiao Chen pointed to Xiao Chen.

Their boss is the middle-aged man in his thirties. He is the boss of these bullies, named Zhao Yun, tall and thin, with a black brocade, a cloaked hair, and his body is repaired to reach the late stage of the heart.

Zhao Yun looked at Xiao Chen, who was actually a teenager in his teens. He couldn’t help but yell at the big men: “It’s all rice barrels! Even a rabbit can’t be cleaned up! Hey!”

"Xiao Chen, that guy is the late stage of the heart, two levels stronger than you, you have to be careful!" The ancient white tiger voiced, some worried that Xiao Chen got up.

"I know, I can see that the stronger the opponent, the faster I can progress." Xiao Chen laughed, no worries in his face, more expectations.

"Little devil, are you called Xiao Chen? Is it because you are playing with me?" Zhao Yun looked coldly at Xiao Chen and refused to accept Xiao Chen in his eyes.

"I am Xiao Chen, they are really playing." Xiao Chen is not humble and laughs.

"Very good! Since you admit it, then I will be welcome! You can beat them three or two times. You can see that you also have a heart-warming repair!" Zhao Yun coldly shouted, the real element of the body rushed out, and immediately went to Xiao The dust rushed up.

In the face of the late stage of the heart of the monk, Xiao Chen did not dare to carelessly, and quickly rushed to the real yuan, his face condensed gaze quickly Zhao Yun.

Inspired by the smell of Xiao Chen, Zhao Yun sneered: "It is really a heartbeat period, but it is a pity, in the early days of the heart, the little devil, I will teach you today to let you know the people who offend me."

Zhao Yun's speed is very fast. In a few blinks, he is approaching Xiao Chen. The fists are condensed with powerful power, and a fist is smashed toward Xiao Chen.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen also ushered in the same punch, and still fully greeted, a sigh of silence, the first one, Xiao Chen fell into the wind, was shaken by Zhao Yun’s powerful fist, and his feet were squatting. The ground only stabilized the figure.

"Sure enough, the situation in the late stage of the heart is really powerful! It is much stronger than the middle of the heart!" Xiao Chen was shocked. He was shocked by his opponent's punch and his arm was stinging.

"Xiao Chen, be careful, don't touch him. This guy's power is much stronger than you." The ancient white tiger voiced, and saw Xiao Chen being shaken off, he began to worry.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was only shocked and not injured, Zhao Yun’s eyes were also amazed. He sneered: “Xiao Chen, not simple, actually can bear my fist, just don’t know how many punches you can bear. !"

When the voice fell, Zhao Yun launched an attack again, his eyes flashed fiercely, and launched a fierce attack against Xiao Chen.

"Hey!"

Zhao Yun’s attack speed is fast, and he does not have the opportunity to counterattack his opponent. Xiao Chen’s resistance is a bit confusing. The muffled sound is constant. All the way is controlled by Zhao Yun. From this street, he hit another street. Rao is a powerful body. It is also difficult to bear the powerful power of Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun, who has been restraining Xiao Chen, proudly sneered: "How are you? Little devil? Do you know that I am amazing?"

"If I can't break through, it is not his opponent!" Xiao Chen said in the heart, the speed of Zhao Yun's attack made him somewhat unclear, too fast.

"Boss! The lesson of this stupid boy!" A big man watching the war shouted, and he didn't know how refreshed he was.

"Yes! Kill this little devil!" Another big man followed suit.

Zhao Yun is the late stage of the heartbeat. It is a two-level cultivation that is stronger than Xiao Chen. Both strength and speed are beyond the dust of Xiao Chen. It is normal for the latter to be difficult to confront. This is the gap.

But it can be as long as Xiao Chen’s support, which makes Zhao Yun shocked. He has played a lot with others. He has never seen any one like Xiao Chen who has been so long, and he has hit a few punches. It is only slightly injured.

"This little devil's body is so strong!" Zhao Yun was shocked, but his face was not changed.

"Almost a little! You can break through! You must hold it!" Xiao Chen’s heart was secretly hit by Zhao Yun, and the last punch was shocked by Xiao Chen’s mouth, and his mouth was hung. Bloodshot, pale color is also pale.

"Little devil, can't hold it?" Zhao Yun sneered, his eyes flashing fierce color.

Xiao dust wiped the blood and sneered: "You are blind."

"Is it? I see when you can barely go to it." Zhao Yun sneered, the real element in the body once again spurred, suddenly stepping on the ground, the body shape quickly attacked Xiao Xiao.

Seeing that Zhao Yun attacked again, Xiao Chen quickly pulled out the Excalibur, and the real element that was urging was injected into the Excalibur, and both hands clasped the Excalibur and rushed up.

"Well? What kind of weapon is this? There is such a powerful force!" Seeing Xiao Chen’s long sword in his hand, Zhao Yun’s heart wondered.

"drink!"

Xiao Chen was not slow. In the blink of an eye, the two men approached, and Xiao Chen shouted, and both hands clasped the sword and swept Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's face was dignified. Now he gave up the attack and quickly avoided Xiao Chen's sword. The two men passed by, and Zhao Yun suddenly stepped on the ground and quickly rushed to the back of Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen, be careful!" The ancient white tiger quickly screamed and shouted.