Chapter 133: Fifth Form of the Drunken Eight Immortals

Whenever he thinks of the guard who followed Prince Chen Xun that he saw before, Bai Chen is so excited that he can't sleep.

Strong training in the field, entering the Poyuan Realm ahead of time, and painstakingly practicing the last four postures of the Drunken Eight Immortals. All these preparations are for the purpose of being able to compete with that scar-faced guard.

Therefore, Bai Chen wanted to test his current strength by going solo this time.

He regarded it as a trial stone, but the Golden Swordsman didn't know about it, he just held the golden knife in one hand with a serious face.

"Boy, since you are looking for death, I will kill you first, and then those two little girls!"

The golden swordsman held the golden sword high, and slashed fiercely from top to bottom. The strong light of the sword instantly slashed in Bai Chen's direction.

The knife light pierced the wind, Bai Chen immediately tilted his body, and dodged it at the nick of time.

boom!

The stone table behind him was cut in half by the saber light, and there was a loud bang.

Dodging the first beheading, Bai Chen rushed forward fiercely, holding the blue-patterned long sword that Lin Mengyao gave him, and with countless sword shadows, he stabbed the golden swordsman overwhelmingly.

Ding!

Clang!

The flashes of swords and swords collided with countless sparks, and the two fought inseparably.

"Brother Bai..." Lin Mengyao's pretty face showed a look of worry as she stared at the two fighting in amazement.

She could feel that the Golden Swordsman was still playing and hadn't used his real strength.

Moreover, its own strength has already reached the four-star Yuanyuan realm, and it is impossible to have such a little strength.

"Yang turbidity!"

With a yell, Bai Chen actually used the move of the Clear Water Meteor Sword.

However, the power of the Clear Water Meteor Sword without Lin Mengyao's company is simply too horrible to look at.

The Golden Swordsman let out a cold snort, swiped the golden knife horizontally, and swept away the incoming sword energy.

In order to avoid the horizontally sweeping knife light, Bai Chen leaped into the sky, and at the same time, he pressed down with one palm, directly hitting the golden swordsman's head.

"Splitting the Sky Palm!"

"Quick Sand Palm!" Facing the palm wind falling from the sky, Golden Swordsman raised his palm in disdain and greeted it.

boom!

The moment the palms of the two collided, a ripple of water-like spiritual power erupted and spread in all directions.

"Well……"

Bai Chen felt his chest suddenly sink, and he looked at the Golden Swordsman with a more dignified look.

Relying on the rebound of the collision of the palms, Bai Chen jumped in the air in the opposite direction, returned to the ground again, and staggered back a few steps, and barely stopped his figure.

"Brother Bai!" "Brother Bai Chen!"

The two women couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and shouted at the same time.

Giving a thumbs up with one hand in their direction, Bai Chen's gaze was always locked on the Golden Swordsman.

"Little ghost, you are very skilled, indeed much stronger than the average spirit-breaker. It's a pity that your opponent is me!"

The Golden Swordsman holds a golden knife, his body gradually leans backwards, his feet are spread out left and right, and he forms a horse stance. Suddenly, the spiritual power around his body fluctuates, and there is a piercing mournful sound between the air, and a dazzling golden light shines in the air. Spread out at his feet.

"Are you finally going to be serious?" Seeing that the Golden Swordsman was about to perform his spiritual skills, Bai Chen also smiled expectantly.

A fierce gust of wind rose from the feet of the golden swordsman, and the dazzling golden light seemed to gather on the golden sword, causing the blade to scream.

"Quicksand soaring to the sky!"

The golden swordsman, who was on horseback, suddenly slashed forward with the golden sword in his hand, and the golden sword turned into a huge sword shadow in an instant, slashing towards Bai Chen unavoidably.

The shadow of the knife coming towards his face made Bai Chen feel the absolute crisis, and his face was extremely solemn.

If he was cut head-on, even he could only be cut in half!

At this moment, Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to help.

But they understand Bai Chen's proud temperament, if they help him like this, it will definitely hurt his self-esteem and leave an indelible scar in his heart.

Cruel Phase Fist...!

When the sword light came, Bai Chen screamed in his heart, and two afterimages suddenly appeared on his body.

By exchanging afterimages, he finally avoided the huge knife light at the most dangerous moment, but the terrifying knife wind still tore his clothes instantly, and made him slip all the way on the spot. The blood spurted from the mouth along the way stained the ground.

boom!

The huge golden light and shadow seemed to be able to cut through everything in the world, and a ray of light smashed deeply into the ground.

In an instant, a crack visible to the naked eye appeared on the entire ground. At the same time, the main hall in front was also chopped open from the beam to the door.

Bai Chen's avatar exchange obviously surprised the Golden Swordsman, he never expected that this young man possessed such a weird body skill.

This kind of mysterious body technique is an anecdote that he has never heard of in most of his life.

Compared to the horror of the golden swordsman, Bai Chen was already very angry at this time.

He no longer held back, directly took out a small white bottle from his arms, threw it on the ground forcefully, and put his hands together in front of his chest, quickly forming seals.

"Did you drop the bottle to the ground this time?"

As for his drunken eight immortals, Tang Qin has seen the most times.

So, this time, Bai Chen's change also aroused her strong curiosity.

Bai Chen's seal making this time was quick and complicated, and it caught Lin Mengyao's eyes, which surprised her a little.

She wanted to see Bai Chen's finger movements clearly, but she found that she couldn't remember the movements of his fingers.

This feeling was like something that didn't match her brain, she could see it vaguely, but couldn't record it in her mind.

She didn't know whether it was because she was using her eyes too much, or the light in the hazy sky was too dark, but she actually found that her vision gradually became blurred.

"wrong!"

Lin Mengyao woke up suddenly, what kind of dizziness is this!

The humidity of the air is rising sharply at an extremely strange speed, and the fog in the air is also getting thicker and thicker.

"The Fifth Form of the Drunken Eight Immortals - Immortal in the Mist!"

Following Bai Chen's cold snort, the entire courtyard, even the entire City Lord's Mansion, and even the large streets around the City Lord's Mansion were all shrouded in this strange and strange fog that suddenly fell from the sky.

The golden swordsman, who couldn't see his fingers, looked at the endless white in front of him in horror. He even wondered if he had fallen into the white clouds.

"This fog is too exaggerated!" Tang Qin and Lin Mengyao were very close, grabbed her arm immediately, and said in horror.

Standing in the white mist, Bai Chen discovered the location of the Golden Swordsman immediately by relying on his extremely perverted soul power.

Tang Qin complained, but the other three couldn't hear him at all.

This is not an ordinary white mist, it can not only cut off people's vision, but also cut off the transmission of all sounds, it is an extremely mysterious form among the Drunken Eight Immortals!

Ordinary people cast the Drunken Eight Immortals, and they will be in an absolute loss of sight and hearing just like the enemy, but for Bai Chen, it is like turning on the cheating mode. Only he can feel the enemy, but the enemy cannot perceive where he is. !