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Chapter 292 Agreement

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    "Damn it, foxes can make faces these days." Everyone was surprised when they saw the faces Xiaobai made.

    "Since it belongs to the horse thief, let's rob it," Xiao Chen said secretly in his heart.

    Glancing at this group of horse thieves, the one with the lowest cultivation level among the two hundred people is also a middle-grade great martial artist. The core strength is twenty horse thieves with martial master level.

    The leader wearing a white shirt has the most terrifying cultivation level. With the cultivation level of a high-grade martial master, his combat effectiveness should be a little worse than Xiao Chen's when he just came down from the mountain.

    As for now, he is no longer on the same level as Xiao Chen.

    The white-robed horse thief drove the black war horse and slowly chopped it ten meters in front of Xiao Chen. He said with a gloomy face: "Whether you take my muscle-refining flower or not, please hand over the space ring in your hand to me."  Come out, otherwise don¡¯t blame me for killing someone.¡±

    A faint smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face, and he said softly: "If you have the ability, just come and get it yourself!"

    "I don't know whether to live or die!" The white-robed horse thief exerted his strength with his legs, and the horse under his crotch rushed towards Xiao Chen like lightning.

    The murderous aura on his body and the evil aura of the war horse under his crotch merged together, like a sharp sword rushing straight into Xiao Chen's divine sea. This white-robed horse thief actually knew some mental attacks.

    "It's a pity that Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, and he has no fear of this level of spiritual attack.

    "Play mental attacks with me, then I will play with you," Xiao Chen raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his huge spiritual consciousness turned into a god holding a sharp sword.

    With a single swoop, he defeated the flying sword and rushed straight in front of the white-robed horse thief.  Suddenly, the white-robed horse thief felt everything in front of him disappear.

    He was on a desolate land. A divine consciousness in the sky looked down at him majestically, and uttered a divine voice that resounded throughout the world, "When you see the people of the gods, kneel down quickly."

    The white-robed horse thief panicked, and then he realized that this was a mental illusion. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and he woke up with a trace of pain.

    This divine creature is Xiao Chen¡¯s imitation of the mark left by the saint in the silver warship. It is done casually and has little practical effect for the time being. It can only charm enemies of the same level for a moment.

    But now, the moment was enough. When the white-robed horse thief woke up, he found that Xiao Chen had kicked him in the air without knowing when.

    boom!

    In the astonished gazes of the horse thieves, they had no time to react and were kicked away directly.

    Xiao Chen was in the air. When he landed, he lightly stepped on the horse's back. The horse's body was immediately overwhelmed by a huge force, causing him to collapse to the ground and never get up again.

    In the sky, the clouds began to gather continuously, and lightning streaked through the night sky, emitting bright light.

    In the light of thousands of feet, Xiao Chen flew into the air with the help of a kick. On the way to the rapid flight, the momentum kept accumulating, and suddenly a huge thunder and lightning vortex formed in the air.

    From the whirlpool came the sound of thousands of troops and horses galloping and roaring. The sound was deafening and resounded for dozens of kilometers in radius.

    "It's him, he's the purple electric demon, run!" Someone among the horse thieves suddenly said in horror, and then the group of more than two hundred horse thieves desperately pulled the reins and turned around.

    But the war horse under his crotch was out of control at this moment, and it screamed crazily. The horse thieves quickly abandoned their horses to escape, no matter how the white-robed horse thieves screamed, they would not stop.

    Seeing that the situation was over, the white-robed horse thief began to run away, and several core warriors began to flee. He sighed heavily, turned around and began to run back.

    Thunder roars and thousands of horses fly!

    Xiao Chen pointed downwards with the blade in his hand. In the whirlpool, countless knights riding thunderous horses flew down from it, landed on the ground, and quickly chased after the scattered horse thieves.

    In the dark night, these knights with shining thunder turned into purple figures, jumping on the devil's prairie at night, looking extremely dazzling.

    Bang bang bang!

    Continuous explosions kept ringing out, hitting all two hundred horse thieves without exception.

    The horse thieves, who were weak in cultivation, were blown to pieces under the combined impact of the multiple knights and died on the spot.

    Only those horse thieves who were above the level of Martial Lord were able to resist. They turned pale, vomited blood, and ran quickly towards the distance without looking back.

    Xiao Chen shook his head slightly. The power was still a bit insufficient, and the momentum was gathered in a hurry. He had to think of a way to quickly gather the momentum to its peak.

    Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao Chen ignored the scattered horse thieves and focused on the white-robed horse thieves who were under his focus.

    Xiao Chen deliberately controlledUnder the control, at least hundreds of thunder knights ran into the white-robed horse thieves. Although the opponent still had the strength to fight, they could no longer pose a threat to Xiao Chen.

    The art of lightning escape!

    With a flash of lightning, Xiao Chen fell to the side of the white-robed horse thief and gave the other person his previous words: "No matter what your purpose is, I only want the space ring in your hand now, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

    The white-robed horse thief struggled a little, took off the ring in his hand and handed it to Xiao Chen, saying coldly: "Don't underestimate the Devil's Prairie, this is not a place where you can run wild."

    Xiao Chen smiled faintly and ignored it. He was never arrogant enough to dominate the Devil's Prairie.

    The Devil's Prairie is vast and boundless. The entire grassland is almost equivalent to half the area of ??Xihe Prefecture, and this is only within the scope of Da Qin.

    It extends beyond the boundary line and is even larger. It is not an exaggeration to say that the current prairie is just the tip of the iceberg.

    With countless horse thieves in such a large area, Xiao Chen has always been cautious. When encountering a powerful horse thieves group, his spiritual consciousness will immediately avoid it without any thoughts.

    After all the horse thieves were gone, Xiao Chen looked at the direction of Tiandao Pavilion and prepared to travel overnight.  There was too much noise tonight, and he was afraid that some powerful horse thieves would be disturbed, so it was safer to travel overnight.

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    In the Devil's Prairie, where the Muscle Refining Flower grows, Murong Chong frowned as he looked at the empty ground and the corpse of the guardian spirit beast next to him.

    Whoops!

    A slight wind sound sounded behind him, Murong Chong noticed it sharply and quickly turned around, only to see a mysterious man wearing white clothes and a white mask on his face appearing in front of him.

    The mysterious man in white spoke in a hoarse voice: "Murong Chong, you seem to have forgotten the agreement and set foot on the devil's prairie again."

    Murong Chong said in a deep voice: "I just came here to look for the Muscle Refining Flower. I have no other purpose. Apart from me, you are the only people on this prairie who know about the Muscle Refining Flower. I am willing to give you one million lower-level spirits."  Stone in exchange.¡±

    The mysterious man in white said: "It's useless if you offer 10 million, it was already taken away yesterday."

    Murong Chong's expression changed, and a surging murderous aura violently emitted. His murderous intent was revealed on his stern face, and he said: "Who!"

    "Like you, I am also a disciple of Qingyun Peak. Well, I forgot that you are no longer a disciple of Qingyun Peak." The man in white said lightly.

    The murderous aura in Murong Chong's body dissipated quickly. He was very skillful in retracting and releasing it. His face was thoughtful and he said: "Since he took it, it's the same. I'll take my leave first."

    Phew!

    The figure of the man in white suddenly moved, appearing behind Murong Chong as if teleporting, and shot out with a palm.

    Murong Chong quickly turned around and waved a palm to meet him. The huge force came and Murong Chong took ten steps back. His face was slightly pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

    The man in white moved his steps back. His expression under the mask was slightly surprised, and he said: "This slap is the price for breaking the agreement. The reason why the agreement is called an agreement is because there is no reason to break it."  promise."

    Murong Chong glanced at the man in white coldly, said nothing, turned around and disappeared on the vast prairie.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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