The Strongest Killing God of Wuxia
24 If you attack, kill the chivalrous bone incense,

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Facing Mo Chen's gaze, all the monsters subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

It was too terrifying!

That gaze was like looking at a dead person!

Could it be that in his eyes, he was no different from a dead person?!

Upon hearing Mo Chen's words, Ke Zhen 'e did not dare to be negligent. Good heavens, he had finally seen how powerful this person was, so he did not dare to offend him anymore. He hurriedly said,"Young master, this is my disciple, Guo Jing. Jing 'er, come here.”

Guo Jing nodded and walked over. He cupped his hands at Mo Chen and smiled foolishly."Young Master, Young Lady, we meet again.”

"Hey, big idiot, are you here to fight with these six weirdos?" Huang Rong said to Guo Jing.”

"No, no, no." "These six are my masters, not here to fight," Guo Jing explained hurriedly.”

"Jing 'er!" Ke Zhene berated Guo Jing before cupping his hands at Mo Chen and continuing,"Yesterday…"

Ke Zhen 'e briefly explained the matter. It was nothing more than saying that there was a remnant of Mo Chen's palm power in Guo Jing's body. They were unable to expel it, so they could only come and beg Mo Chen for help.

Huang Rong could be considered to have understood the cause and effect of the matter, but she could not help but be surprised in her heart. She really did not expect Mo Chen's palm to be not as terrifying as it seemed on the surface!

Just a remnant palm force had rendered the silly boy's six masters helpless!

One had to know that the silly kid was completely affected by Brother Chen's palm force. He actually...

Huang Rong had a clearer understanding of Mo Chen's palm.

Mo Chen also knew that the cultivation of the Jiangnan Six Monsters was all at the seventh level of the Houtian realm. Ke Zhene's cultivation was the highest, at the peak of the seventh level of the Houtian realm. Han Xiaoying's cultivation was the weakest, at the early stage of the seventh level of the Houtian realm!

However, these six monsters could be considered first-rate experts in the martial arts world. Mo Chen did not expect that they could not even do anything to his palm force…

There were nine stages in the Houtian realm. From Houtian stage one to three, they were the third-rate martial artists. From Houtian stage four to six, they were the second-rate martial artists. From Houtian stage seven to nine, they were the first-rate martial artists.

In the game, there weren't many top-tier experts. They were all at the same level as the elders of the top sects. For example, the Quan Zhen Sect and the Quan Zhen Seven were all top-tier experts in the game.

The weakest among them was at the early stage of Houtian seventh stage.

Of course, it was not accurate to use the flow number to distinguish realms. It was just a rough estimate. It was something that people in the martial arts world were used to saying, such as who was the first-class master of the current martial arts world, and so on.

Needless to say, the so-called top-notch experts were experts in the Houtian realm, which was the realm of the Four Absolutes.

Mo Chen no longer paid attention to this blind old man. Instead, he looked at Guo Jing. Indeed, there was a remnant palm force in his body that was destroying Guo Jing's body.

He slowly stood up and said coldly to Guo Jing,"Come here."

The Jiangnan Six Eccentrics were overjoyed. They knew that Mo Chen had already agreed. Ke Zhenge even berated Guo Jing, who was still standing rooted to the ground,"Jing 'er!"

"Oh, oh!" Guo Jing hurriedly walked in front of Mo Chen and cupped his hands at him with a silly smile.

Mo Chen ignored this silly kid. He raised his right hand slightly and formed a sword finger. He pointed at Guo Jing's chest repeatedly. His speed was so fast that it made the monsters secretly speechless.

Waves of invisible air waves caused Mo Chen's silver hair that reached his waist to dance in the wind.

In the end, Mo Chen's sword fingers turned into a palm and he slapped Guo Jing's chest fiercely.

"Boom!"

In Guo Jing's body, the remaining palm force was instantly slapped out of Guo Jing's body by Mo Chen. Perhaps it was because of his bad luck, Zhu Cong stood behind Guo Jing.

After the remnant palm force was sent out from Guo Jing's body, it directly tore through the air towards Zhu Cong.

Zhu Cong's expression changed drastically. He could no longer care about how lucky he was. He hurriedly circulated his internal strength and opened the iron fan in his hand to resist the remnant palm force.

"Bang!"

Zhu Cong's cultivation base was second only to Ke Zhenge's, but he was still forced back a few steps. Before he could stand firm, Guo Jing was sent flying and crashed into Zhu Cong. Both Zhu Cong and Guo Jing were sent flying and crashed onto the ground.

However, none of them were injured.

As an expert second only to Ke Zhenge, Zhu Cong was able to deal with the remnant palm force easily even though it was powerful.

At this moment, Mo Chen had already sat down again.

"Thank you, young master." Ke Zhene couldn't care less about Guo Jing and Zhu Cong anymore. He cupped his hands and thanked Mo Chen.

Seeing that Mo Chen was no longer paying attention to them, the monsters were tactful and did not disturb Mo Chen and Huang Rong anymore. They helped Zhu Cong up. As for Guo Jing, although the palm force had been expelled by Mo Chen, his body was extremely weak and he could not get up. He was helped away by Han Baoju and Nan Xiren.

"Brother Chen, that palm of yours was so powerful.”As Huang Rong spoke, she even made a palm gesture, but it was cute and playful.

"The Fragrance of Heroic Bones." Mo Chen looked at Huang Rong and said indifferently.

Huang Rong looked at Mo Chen in confusion and asked,"The Fragrance of Heroic Bones. Brother Chen, what does it mean?”

"Palm technique." Mo Chen said.

"What a strange name for a palm technique." " I remember now, Brother Chen. Isn't the phrase 'The Fragrance of a Hero's Bones' from the poem 'Journey of a Chivalrous Swordsman' written by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai?”

"Even if you die, you won't be ashamed of the heroes of the world. Who can write your name, white head Taixuan Sutra.”

Huang Rong even recited two complete lines of the poem.

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