Chapter 1319: The New Lord's Provocation

At this time, there was a woman holding a two or three-year-old child next to him, passing by the white-haired old man.

She seemed not to have seen the strange old man, but just nodded respectfully to Bai Chen, and then continued to run into an alley.

Bai Chen was even more surprised, others couldn't see this old man?

Chaos ghost pupils...!

The pupils gradually turned into a strange dark red, Bai Chen looked again, and saw that the old man was covered with a layer of strange light all over his body.

Picking up the wine jar in his hand and gulping it down, Bai Chen smiled faintly and said: "Tsk tsk, water clone, a bit interesting..."

"Hehe, worthy of being the famous evil emperor, he really has some skills." An unusually old voice came from under the white hair.

Hearing this, Bai Chen smiled and said indifferently: "I don't dare to be famous, but I do have some skills."

"Yeah. It's rare to be able to see through the power of the clones. Such blood power is really rare." The old man said as if he was praising.

"Sorry, my eyes can see through more than just the clones."

Bai Chen's pupils suddenly condensed, and the white hair covering his face became transparent in an instant.

Behind the white hair was an old face with a cold expression, wrinkles, and a slightly raised snow-white brow.

In addition, there was a scar on his face, which made him look a little fierce.

"You... have seen my appearance?" The old man suddenly said.

"Ah, your scar is very annoying. Do you want me to find a pharmacist to remove it for you?" Bai Chen said with a smile.

"Oh, no need. This scar is a very beautiful memory for me."

It's beautiful, but at this moment, the old man's eyes revealed hatred from the heart, as if it had been settled for ten thousand years, and the hatred had penetrated into the soul.

"So, why did you come to me?"

Bai Chen smiled calmly.

"Nothing, just to see you."

"Since you are looking at me, why don't you show your true face?"

"When the fake is true, the real is also fake, and when the real is fake, the fake is also true."

A faint voice came from the old man's mouth. With the wave of the white sleeves, his dry palm directly extended a dark green palm print, and attacked Bai Chen's direction.

Looking at the flying palm print indifferently, Bai Chen sighed helplessly, waved his hand casually, just like a slap, and easily beat the palm print into a scattered green light.

Bai Chen yawned lazily, a little impatient: "You can't measure my strength with just a water body. Why don't you come over and compete with me?"

"Hehe, the evil emperor is really arrogant. I have something to say first. If you think I'm as easy to deal with as Dongfang Ke'er, then your life will be gone."

After the voice fell, the old man's body instantly turned into a splash of water and splashed on the ground.

Staring at the muddy water on the ground, which gradually seeped down through the cracks in the street, Bai Chen's mouth also raised a shallow arc: "Wanchao Pavilion..."

...

On the Tianhe River, Xiaoya and the cold-faced man fought more and more fiercely. Although Xiaoya has now exerted her super-god power, she is still suppressed by the huge difference in realm with the other party.

Bang!

Finally, the cold-faced man found the gap, swung his giant tail, and hit Xiaoya's shoulder hard.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiaoya rolled a distance in the air before she could barely stand.

Facing this powerful Wanchao Pavilion who had suddenly increased in strength, everyone on the city wall secretly broke into a cold sweat. If Xiaoya lost, everyone here would die without a burial place!

Xiaoya wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth casually, stared at the monster in front of her with cold eyes, and suddenly murderous intent emerged.

"Wind and Fire Cross Slash!"

Suddenly, Xiaoya suddenly collided her two swords, and a cross sword energy cut through the void, carrying terrifying power, like light and shadow.

"What!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhixue and Cuiying screamed almost at the same time. You know, Wind and Fire Cross Slash, that is Bai Chen's proud combination of spiritual skills!

Moreover, even if Bai Chen had the Wind God Sword in his left hand and the Seven Brilliant Glaze in his right hand, he needed to flatten his arms and continue to rotate his body to accumulate power to perform this move, but Xiaoya actually used this sword skill instantly?

The sudden and fierce attack made the man from Wanchao Pavilion unable to react in time, and he could only protect himself with his arms.

With a loud bang, the sky was like a firework blooming, and the fire wave spread out a red firework in the eyes, and then gradually dissipated in the cold wind.

"You..."

At this time, the man's arms were already charred, and the scales were obviously bleeding.

He was injured!

Seeing this, Xiaoya was overjoyed and hurriedly continued to hold the two swords tightly, preparing to continue the collision.

"Stinky kid! The same moves will work on me!"

The man roared suddenly, and the roar actually formed a strong storm, which shook Xiaoya's arms and sank, and blood slowly seeped out of her ears.

Sonic spiritual skills? !

Seeing that Xiaoya was about to collapse, Bai Zhixue slowly tightened the sword at her waist. Even if her strength of the six-star sea realm could not do anything, she would let go and fight, and she would never sit and wait for death.

The roar shook the sky, and even the thick clouds that obscured the stars and the moon slowly dissipated under this storm.

Xiaoya covered her ears in pain, her petite body trembling in pain in the strong wind. She opened her mouth wide, unable to hold back her screams, but no sound came out.

In terms of combat experience and combat methods, Xiaoya is really far behind.

"Xiaoya! I'm here to save you!"

Seeing that Xiaoya really couldn't hold on, Bai Zhixue's pretty face suddenly sank, and her white figure was already flashing with dazzling golden light.

Just as she was about to move out, a loud roar suddenly came from the sky, shaking the clouds and trembling suddenly.

"The third form of the spiritual fist!"

A fat man suddenly descended from the sky, and with his punch that fell from the sky, he hit hard, and the cold-faced man felt that his scalp was numb under this vast and boundless spiritual pressure fluctuation.

"Who are you!"

The cold-faced man suddenly raised his head, and his hands quickly formed seals, forming a defensive light wall above his head.

But Guo Pangzi's hideous face roared with anger that made the cold-faced man's soul tremble.

"I'm your father--!"

Boom! !

Fatty Guo's fist finally hit the light wall hard. At this moment, the light wall exploded with a bang. When the fist hit the top of the cold-faced man's head, the terrifying force made his eyes bulge out in a terrifying arc. His body quickly exploded and fell into the cold wind!