I'm picking up pieces in the post-apocalyptic world

Chapter 548 What is the real spell!
"Before I say anything, let me introduce myself."

The white-haired old man cleared his throat, and said proudly: "This old man comes from the Manyu Holy Temple, and is also an elder of the Manyu Holy Temple."

The Barbarian Temple is located in the Xuantian Continent, and it is the most powerful force besides the Sanctuary. There are not only several level 9 practitioners, but also level 10 powerhouses.

If it were someone else, they would definitely be in awe when they heard about the Manyu Holy Temple.

But Su Chen scoffed, as long as there is no holy rank, there is no way to threaten him.

"Let's talk about your chance?"

Su Chen pouted and said casually.

Seeing that Su Chen did not show any shock, the white-haired old man thought that Su Chen was ignorant and had never heard of the reputation of the wild temple.

Then, he said in a deep voice: "The old man can accept you as a closed disciple!"

Accepting apprentices is actually just a cover, his main purpose is [smart chariot] and Su Chen's secret method of flying.

When he thought about it, as long as he accepted Su Chen as his apprentice, wouldn't these things all belong to him sooner or later?

Su Chen shook her head, and said disdainfully: "You take yourself too seriously, and you still want to take me as a disciple just because of you? Do you have the qualifications?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man's face suddenly turned cold.

As an elder of a barbaric temple, what a lofty status, when was he underestimated like this?

"Boy, it's a great honor for you to be my apprentice, don't be shameless!"

The white-haired old man squinted his eyes, and his eyes shone coldly.

Su Chen's defiant attitude had already made him murderous.If Su Chen still doesn't know each other, he will kill Su Chen.

"There is something I want to remind you. What you did today will not only escape your own death, but also bring disaster to the Manyu Holy Temple!" Su Chen rubbed his nose and said lightly.

"You want to kill me? You also want to deal with the Barbarian Temple?"

The white-haired old man froze for a moment, and then laughed wildly, "Boy, do you have something wrong with your fucking mind?"

In his eyes, Su Chen is just a level 7 cultivator, so what if it's a bit weird, can he still be his opponent?

So Su Chen's words were completely regarded by him as an idiot's boastful boast.

Su Chen snorted coldly, instead of talking nonsense with him, he jumped up and went straight to kill the erupting old man.

"court death!"

The white-haired old man was furious.

Su Chen dared to take the initiative to make a move, it just didn't take him seriously, this kind of behavior is tantamount to committing suicide!

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and shot a wind blade, vowing to kill Su Chen with one blow.

Facing the huge wind blade flying towards him, Su Chen didn't dodge or dodge, with a golden light shining on his palm, he grabbed it straight forward.

"What does he want to do?"

Deep doubts surged in the white-haired old man's heart.

The wind blade he released was a level 8 spell, how dare Su Chen fail to grab it with bare hands?Are you really tired of living?
But at this moment, Su Chen had already grasped the wind blade, and pulled it outward with all his strength.

Boom.

The huge wind blade was torn apart, collapsed and died.

"This"

Witnessing this scene, the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth trembled, and a storm arose in his heart.

When did level 8 spells become so fragile?

Just how strong is the physical body of this young man in front of him?
"Level 8 wind blade, that's all."

Su Chen smiled contemptuously, then turned cold, and said sharply, "Let me show you what real magic is!"

After saying that, he held a knife in both hands and slashed at the white-haired old man.

bang bang.
Accompanied by a thunderstorm, a blue torrent containing terrifying thunder and lightning fluctuations was seen, sweeping forward.

(End of this chapter)