Chapter 965

Name:Martial Master Author:暗魔师
At this time, in the depth of the cave where the blood hand king and they were tracking, a figure was running at a high speed.

It kept going for half an hour before it stopped.

This is the shadow of Qin.

Just before Qin dust was ready to plunder other people's treasures, his soul power felt a strong breath of King Wu following him, so he rushed into the channel at the first time.

Although he didn't know which dynasty the king of Wu belonged to, only the seven dynasties had enough capital to let a king of Wu return to the wuzun area.

If you know that he killed Wang Tianxiao, he will be the first to attack him.

Although Qin Chen is not afraid of general King Wu, it is better to leave just now. There is no need to entangle with each other.

"The harvest this time is really good."

Stopping, Qin Chen's mental strength swept into the storage ring, and felt the dense magic crystal in the storage ring, as well as the large amount of magic liquid. He couldn't help but be surprised.

With so many magic crystals, it is no longer difficult for him to further his cultivation.

It's no wonder that there are so many people yearning for it. It's really a good place for treasure hunting.

"And the golden bowl!" Qin Chen was overjoyed to see the golden bowl snatched from Zhou Zhengshu in his hand. The golden bowl looked like the seal. It was an extraordinary treasure. Although he could not release all the power of the real treasure, as long as he broke through the realm of King Wu, the power of the two treasures would be greatly improved.

"First, refine the golden bowl thoroughly."

Looking for a corner and sitting cross legged, Qin Chen immediately began to refine the prohibition in the golden bowl.

When he snatched the golden bowl just now, he only refined the most superficial prohibition. If he wants to really urge the golden bowl to be driven like an arm, he must refine more prohibitions.

The prohibition in the golden bowl is very complicated.

Fortunately, Qin Chen has a unique attainments in the prohibition. After a single stick of incense, he has refined all the restrictions that can be refined in the golden bowl.

Hum!

The misty golden bowl is like a golden disc, suspended on his palm, emitting a terrible breath. At the edge, the void has a kind of artistic conception of being cut.

"Great!"

Qin Chen stood up and was surprised. The more refined he was, the more satisfied he was with the golden bowl.

Just ready to try the power of the golden bowl, suddenly, Qin Chen's face changed, and even looked at the channel he had come before.

In his perception, a terrible breath of King Wu is coming here. Because he was refining the golden bowl just now, his soul power has not been fully released, so that the other party has approached him, he found out.

"Shua!"

Under Qin Chen's dignified eyes, a faint blood color light appeared at the end of the channel. As fast as lightning, it came to him in the blink of an eye.

"It's too late."

Qin Chen grinned bitterly. He thought he left at the first time, but the other party couldn't track him. Unexpectedly, the king of Wu was so powerful in tracking that he found him so quickly.

However, since he was found, Qin Chen did not intend to continue to hide, just calmly looking at the sudden appearance of King Wu.

"It's you who just killed my disciple of Daqian dynasty?"

The body falls, the blood hand King's eyes cold looking at Qin dust in front of him, the whole body is killing boiling.

Qin Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that he was the king of Wu of the great Qian Dynasty.

"How about it? What if it's not? " Qin Chen sneered.

It's hard for ordinary wuzun to spy on the cultivation of King Wu, but Qin Chen, with his powerful soul power, instantly sensed the cultivation of bleeding hand king, which was at the peak in the early stage of the seventh stage.

If he was the king of Wu in the middle of the seventh level, he would feel a little tricky, but he was only a king of Wu at the beginning of the seventh level, and he could not let Qin Chen escape.

Not to mention anything else, the Demon Armor on his body alone can make him occupy the absolute upper hand among the king of Wu at the beginning of the seventh stage of the war, unless the opponent can break his defense.

Qin Chen's calm, but let the blood hand Wang's eyes suddenly gloomy down, the body's killing intention is more dignified, like a sharp blade on the top of Qin Chen's head.

"Boy, if I ask you something, you'd better give me a good answer, otherwise, I will let you live and die!" Wang's eyes are cold.

"If you want to fight, you have to talk about what to do."

Knowing that it's impossible to be good, Qin Chen sneers, and his whole body bursts out with a sense of war. On the golden bowl in his hand, a stabbing golden awn erupts.

Qin Chen also wanted to try his current strength and how much difference he had with the king of Wu, who was the peak in the early stage of the seventh stage. He was confident that even if he could not fight against the other side, he could still retreat.

"What a wild boy, but you are in vain. A little martial master, in the hand of my blood hand king, you will surely die."It's no wonder that the bloody hand king doesn't know Qin Chen's idea. He thinks his strength is amazing, and he wants to challenge the strong one of King Wu.

However, he will soon be disillusioned with each other's fantasy. A mole ant trying to find out the details of a tiger is extremely ridiculous. After all, a mole ant is a mole ant, and no matter how powerful it is, it can never be compared with a tiger.

"I'm afraid not!"

Qin Chen slowly urged the golden bowl, and the golden edge of the golden bowl breathed and puffed indefinitely, sending out a terrible breath.

"Even if you want to die, the king will take you first, and then I will let you answer on your knees!"

The blood hand king didn't have the patience to linger on. The blood color breath on his body suddenly soared. The blood gas soared to the sky, whizzing, and a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded. In the blood gas, blood colored Zhenyuan vines shot out and attacked Qin Chen.

It was the move that killed Xu Guanlong before.

"Chop!"

With his hands across his chest, Qin Chen's real power surged wildly, and powerful spiritual force poured into the golden bowl. His hands were in opposition to each other. The golden bowl trembled wildly between Qin Chen's palms, like electric light, and burst out into the bloody vines.

Boom! The golden light surged all over the sky, and the terrifying Golden Bowl rose against the wind, and instantly turned into several tens of meters in size. It collided with the bloody vines in the sky and made a fierce roar. At the same time, a terrible cutting force quickly spread to the blood

hand King through the Zhenyuan vine.

"What?"

It was the first time that he was surprised to see his own hand. However, in the face of the sharp cutting force, the blood hand king did not move, and allowed the cutting force to spread over. A strange scene happened. The sharp cutting force was close to the blood hand King's body, like the blade of a knife stabbed into the mire, and instantly became sluggish. At the same time, the force was rapidly weakened, and seemed to be drained of strength and became powerless.

"Power absorbed?"

Qin Chen was surprised. Although the power of cutting is also an attribute power, it is more like the force of artistic conception.

It's like the intention of a sword. Even if it's not stimulated by real force, it can still produce extraordinary power. Now, as soon as the meaning of cutting permeated by the golden bowl approached the blood hand King's body, it quickly weakened and was obviously neutralized by another force.

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