Cyan Battle Qi was rolling around Xiao Chen, and a vigorous figure was faintly discernible within it. For a moment, heavenly drums rumbled, and a gale blew.
At this moment, Xiao Chen had already exerted all his strength to fight against the First Elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe for a long time. As time passed, the Guyuan Tribe and himself would definitely suffer heavy losses.
The old man in front of him was the strongest opponent that Xiao Chen had ever met. Even though he had exerted all his strength, it seemed that he could only remain undefeated. If he wanted to defeat this person, he would have to pay a certain price.
Xiao Chen knew that as an old fox who had cultivated for hundreds of years and experienced countless battles, it seemed unrealistic to defeat him with tricks. He could only exchange wounds for wounds, and exchange his life for a life.
Seeing that Xiao Chen had taken the initiative to attack him, the old man was slightly stunned. Then, he smiled ferociously. He clenched his battle saber tightly with his fingers, and the saber's body emitted traces of cold light. All of a sudden, a powerful force erupted.
The air within a radius of dozens of feet was once again attacked by the cold wave, and the temperature dropped abruptly.
The old man grinned ferociously. "Boy, you've exhausted your limited abilities. You're still too inexperienced to fight against me!
I'll seal you in ice, and then break you into pieces in front of your tribe. "
The silver-white battle saber was ignited with pale ice flames, but it emitted endless coldness. It was cold and deep, as if it came from the Nine Serenities of Hell.
"You want to seal me in ice? Old thing, you're not qualified. I'll cripple you first!"
Xiao Chen scolded coldly. His long spear was ignited with raging flames, and a violent killing intent burst forth once again. The ridicule towards Xiang Mo didn't affect his state of mind at all. At this moment, he had already made up his mind to exchange wounds for wounds, and exchange his life for a life. Only in this way could he seize the initiative.
He didn't believe that this old man wasn't afraid of death. As the Great Elder of one of the four overlord tribes in the valley, his status could be said to be second only to one person and above tens of thousands of people. In this Giant Rock Valley, countless tribes submitted to him with a single word. With endless glory and power on his back, how could he not be reluctant to part with the prosperity of the world?
Moreover, Xiao Chen had absolute confidence in himself. Otherwise, why would he take such a risk? He understood the principle of a gentleman not standing under the mast. As an alchemist, he believed in the healing pills in his hands. With enough healing pills, even if he had to exhaust the old man, he would exhaust him to death.
Boom!
Violent battle qi surged. Under the great impact force, Xiao Chen didn't dodge like before. Instead, he just let the splashing battle qi constantly cut his body. At the same time, the long spear in his hand erupted with dense strength once again!
In this brief moment of trance, Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of the old man. At this moment, facing Xiao Chen, the old man didn't panic. Instead, he revealed a grin. In his view, Xiao Chen's state of mind had been broken and had become violent.
In a life and death battle between martial artists, an inch longer was an inch stronger, and an inch shorter was an inch more dangerous. In the previous battle between the two, Xiao Chen had relied on the power of the Dark Blood Long Spear to constantly block the old man's attacks, not letting the old man get close to him. But at this moment, he actually gave up this method of fighting and approached the old man. Suddenly, the strength of the old man's blade suddenly soared by 30%.
"Boy, since you want to die, this Elder will take your cheap life."
Clang clang clang!
In close combat, the silver-white saber in the old man's hand became even more like a fish in water. It was crafty and sinister. It was like a venomous python attacking Xiao Chen's body unceasingly. In a short period of time, Xiao Chen's body already had wounds of various sizes.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen didn't panic. The spear in his hand was like a forest. In the blink of an eye, he had already stabbed out 36 times, constantly knocking away the incoming blade.
Looking at the increasing wounds on Xiao Chen's body, the old man revealed a trace of pride. If this continued, even if he didn't kill Xiao Chen, just the numerous wounds on his body would cause Xiao Chen's blood to run dry, turning him into a dried corpse.
"Puff!"
Suddenly, a silver white blade instantly pierced through the blue leather armor, stabbing into the right side of Xiao Chen's abdomen.
"Lord Patriarch!"
The old man's grin had not yet disappeared. At this moment!
Xiao Chen moved. He held his spear horizontally and burst forth with a strong aura, piercing towards the old man.
"You!"
In a flash, even if the old man's strength was higher than Xiao Chen's, it was already too late for him to dodge. He could only watch as the long spear in Xiao Chen's hand pierced through his body.
Two sounds of flesh being pierced resounded. The old man and Xiao Chen quickly retreated in a sorry state.
"You are ruthless!"
The retreating old man looked at the wound on his body that was pierced by the long spear. A burning feeling spread from the wound. He raised his head and roared fiercely at Xiao Chen.
"Haha, a man must be ruthless. I think this unpresentable move of mine is not worthy of your attention. People from remote areas can only use this move. I may not have much else, but I still have my life!"
"Is that so? Then this Elder would like to see how much blood you can lose!"
However, in the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen's next move left Xiang Mo dumbfounded. He saw Xiao Chen take out a white porcelain bottle, remove the cork, and pour the contents of the bottle into his mouth. In just a short moment, the wound caused by the saber healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Xiao Chen's face, which had turned pale due to the loss of blood, became slightly flushed.
"This …" Looking at Xiao Chen, who had recovered his strength in the blink of an eye, Xiang Mo was dumbfounded. He knew that there must be a heavenly treasure in the white porcelain bottle that could heal injuries. His eyes burned with passion. How could he be indifferent to a treasure that could instantly stop the injuries of a Blood Refining Realm cultivator? Even as the Great Elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, he could not easily obtain such a treasure.
"Brat, this Elder would like to see how many treasures you can squander."
Disregarding his own injuries.
Xiang Mo took the initiative to attack. It seemed that Xiao Chen's actions had infuriated him. Immediately, saber shadows filled the air and spear shadows pierced through the void.
"Brat, you deserve to die!"
Xiang Mo couldn't help but go berserk as he stared at the spear piercing another bloody hole in his body. He didn't expect Xiao Chen to be so ruthless and shameless. Xiao Chen didn't care about his own injuries and used them to his advantage. What infuriated him the most was the fact that Xiao Chen took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom and swallowed the healing treasure in it without any hesitation.
On the other hand, two bloody holes appeared on the old man's body. If he had not sealed the wounds with his Ice Battle Qi, he would have long been drained of blood. However, this method could not be used in the long run, as the wounds would definitely explode once more.
"Brat, as the leader of a tribe, how dare you be so shameless! Do you dare to have a fair fight with this Elder?!"
"Old thing, what do you mean by fair? In the Great Wilderness, only the winner takes all. Furthermore, you were the one who provoked us first. As a Blood Refining Realm cultivator of the older generation, you actually disregarded your status and attacked my Guyuan Tribe. If we are talking about shamelessness, then you are the most shameless one!"