Chapter 553: Junior! Die!

Chen Xinglie had heard of and experienced the technique of avatar.
Closer to say, the faculty of the two instruments dominates is the art of clone, and it also belongs to the very strong category.
Regardless of whether it's the two-levels or four-images that produce the eight trigrams, the clones that they evolve are no different from the body's strength.
But if you say it is clever, the ancestor of the Yun family in front of him is more clever.
If what this person says is true, it means that this person's clone has self-awareness and can cultivate on its own.
Chen Xinglie was thinking this way, and the voice of the ancestor of the Yun family appeared in his mind again.
"I know Chen Sheng, you are very dissatisfied with me, but Yun Daozi has done a good job with this matter. If there is no such needle, how can my Yun family get revenge?"
Chen Xinglie's anger surged when he talked about the divine consciousness needle. This person really does not open the pot or pick which pot, and sooner or later he has to settle this account.
Seeing Chen Xinglie's murderous gaze, the ancestor of the Yun family smiled slightly: "Chen Sheng, after all this was done by Yun Daozi, and even if I wanted to help you take out the divine consciousness needle, I couldn't do it. Ah, the Fayun Daozi of removing this needle has been handed over to you, and it is in the storage bag of the cultivator in the fit period, and Chen Sheng can take it by himself."
"I need a statement."
Chen Xinglie didn't fight with this person any more, he could see that whether it was this person or the clone of Yun Daozi, they belonged to the rogue category.
Hearing this, the ancestors of the Yun family showed a somewhat relieved expression, "It is natural to say that, my disobedient clone does this and other things, and in the end it is my ontology to treat him...Let’s do it, The life of these people is given to you by the old man. I only need you to help me destroy the fit cultivator, how about?"
Chen Xinglie took a deep look at this person. Although these words did not fluctuate from this person's mouth, they fell into Chen Xinglie's ears, but he felt a deep chill.
What kind of person is this, what kind of talent can say such words so lightly, regardless of his own family, and let the entire Yun family stand under the enemy's butcher's knife.
And his purpose is just for revenge.
"You can never trust this person easily. If you take your precautions off, the next person to be sold may be yourself."
Chen Xinglie secretly determined that once he found an opportunity, he would kill this person.
There will never be future troubles.
I just don't know how many clones this person has. If he kills one and then another, he will never have peace.
After all, the enemy is bright and I am dark, and no one knows when and where the opponent's black hand will reach him.
However, he always had a question in his heart.
"Why didn't you kill those people yourself, why did you choose this seat?"
Chen Xinglie asked like this, it stands to reason that the person in front of him is not bad.
However, the ancestor of the Yun family laughed self-deprecatingly when he heard Chen Xinglie's question.
"Chen Sheng really looks at the old man too highly. The old man is only a mere mortal infant in his late stage of cultivation, and he has little lifespan. How can I find revenge for that person? But Chen Sheng is different from you. You are talented and have great secrets. If you are more cautious, you may not be able to get rid of the person before the Sense Needle strikes, although the old man believes that your probability of success is almost zero."
Chen Xinglie's eyes narrowed: "Since I look down upon this seat, why should I let this seat take action?"
"Haha, Chen Sheng thinks too much. This old man is not a radical technique, nor does he look down upon Chen Sheng. It is because the gap between the enemy and ourselves is too big. Judging from the strongest strength currently displayed by Chen Sheng, it is at most just a little bit higher than the old man. At best, it can be comparable to the mid-term strength of the Huashen, and the opponent is a combined boss who has lived for thousands of years..."
He did not continue, but the implication was already obvious.
The coldness in Chen Xinglie's eyes was slightly reduced, but he still didn't believe what this person said in his heart, and he had to verify everything in the end.
"But Chen Sheng can rest assured that before you deal with that person, the old man will do his best to help."
Chen Xinglie did not speak any more, slowly digesting everything the person said.
Everyone around them looked at them two with a weird look, because the expected big fight hasn't appeared yet.
On the contrary, watching Chen Xinglie's lips move slightly, everyone guessed what the two men were talking.
Even Yun Zhongtian and the others behind the ancestors of the Yun family looked weird, with a look of anxiety in their eyes.
They really don't understand. Now that the enemy is clear, what else is there to say?
But at this moment, the ancestor of the Yun family suddenly moved.
"Junior! To die!"
There was a loud noise in the sky, and ten thousand rays of light flashed!
The ancestor of the Yun family stepped forward, and the power of Yuan Ying's later period was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
With a bang, Chen Xinglie felt that he had been counted by the rays of sunlight passing through. The moment the rays of light touched his body surface, the high temperature and huge impact came.
Fortunately, his physical strength is really strong. Although the burning sensation is strong, it did not cause him much harm.
It's just that the impact force directly knocked him out.
A few more rays of light flashed by, and Chen Xinglie's body was involuntarily bounced off again and again.
From a distance, he was almost beaten by the ancestor of the Yun family at this moment.
His expression was astonished, this was only the strength of Yuan Ying's late stage?
He couldn't imagine how strong a cultivator would be if it were in the fit period.
For the first time, he had doubts about his own strength.
But that's it.
"Out!"
With a loud shout, the red bronze blood spirit sword turned into ten blood rays and shot out, instantly cutting off hundreds of rays of glow.
However, Feijian was somewhat damaged by this.
"Still the rank is too low!"
Chen Xinglie cursed secretly, and soon put away the flying sword.
"Shank the sky!"
Under the explosion, a huge palm print appeared.
For the first time, the Yun family ancestor under the cloak showed a serious look on his face.
He had seen Chen Xinglie's Heaven-shaking Seal, and he didn't even dare to insist on it.
"burst!"
A stack of talisman seals was recognized by him, and they exploded as soon as they approached the palm print, forming an orange shield of light.
The palm print was blocked for an instant, and there was a burst of cracking sounds, and the light shield formed by those talisman seals burst open, unable to withstand the attack of the skyshaking seal.
But the palm print has also dimmed a lot and its power has been greatly reduced.
However, the palm print at the moment had no deterrent effect on the ancestors of the Yun family.
He stretched out his right hand, and his index finger moved forward slightly.
Chen Xinglie's palm prints exploded and disappeared without a trace.
Around, people were all staring at it. This is a fighting style completely different from their impressions. No one has seen this style of fighting.
The children of the Yun family had a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that this ancestor was so strong that he would have the upper hand against Chen Xinglie.
In contrast, Li Qinglian and Zhou Mo both turned pale, and the warm wine on the side boiled a little, but the two of them didn't care.