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Although he is a mage, the weapon he uses is a spear. Together with several specially learned melee skills, he cleverly turns a long-range profession into a melee combat with extremely explosive damage.

But Ying Longxiao couldn't believe it. It turned out that the mage player who was firmly ranked first in Hanxing City's rankings was Mr. Chen who used to live next door to him.

In this way, it makes sense that he didn't meet Mr. Chen when he went to the old city in the morning.

When Mr. Chen found out it was him, he was very frightened. He glared and said, "You brat, it's you! You brought so many monsters here, do you want to kill me?"

The demon guards in front of them were crowded, especially the dragon demon soldiers among them. Each of them had higher combat power and a taller body, like a muscle demon fed with muscle-building powder.

Not to mention the Level 18 Bronze Lord with 162 combat power - Captain of the Dragon Demon Guard. Elder Chen, who was seriously injured, had a headache when facing him.

Seeing that the demons were about to form a siege on Mr. Chen, Ying Longxiao rushed back decisively. An ice dragon broke and forced the captain of the retreating dragon demon guard, and then shook out the golden bell to block the arrows fired at him and Mr. Chen.

Ying Longxiao asked: "Mr. Chen, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay. I haven't paid much attention to just a few trash fish." Elder Chen held the spear, and even breathing was a little labored. Only his mouth was hard in his body.

All around, a large number of demons came towards the two of them again.

Ying Longxiao frowned and thought: This is not good.

Especially Mr. Chen's leg injury made Ying Longxiao even more embarrassed. "Mr. Chen, how are your legs? Can you still run?"

"What do you think?" Mr. Chen looked numb.

Ying Longxiao also discovered that Mr. Chen was seriously injured, and the strenuous exercise just now stained his clothes with a fresh layer of blood.

However, the critical situation did not allow the two of them to hesitate too much. Ying Longxiao directly turned around and carried Mr. Chen on his back, and then jumped away at high speed towards the depths of the ravine.

A few minutes later, Ying Longxiao escaped into the bushes again, flying up and down among the branches, getting rid of the group of thorn demons in the sky.

Only then did Ying Longxiao dare to put Mr. Chen down with confidence and take a breath. "I think they won't be able to catch up with us so quickly in a short period of time, so it's safe for the time being."

Mr. Chen sat close to an old tree, humming and praising: "You brat, your Qinggong is pretty good."

Yinglong Xiao stood up and bowed his head and said: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. In front of the Grandmaster, how dare I, the junior, be proud of myself."

"So, you already know my identity?" Mr. Chen froze his eyes slightly.

Yinglong Xiao said respectfully: "This junior has a dull eye and dare not speculate casually. But the spear-throwing move that Mr. Chen used just now was so strong and fierce that it could only be done by a master. In the southern martial arts world, I am afraid that only a few elders from the Wuji Sect can do it." Senior can have such means."

Mr. Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled very delicately. "You can actually tell that I am a member of the Wuji Sect, and my brain is quite bright. Yes, I am Chen Xiangjun, the ninth generation descendant of the Thirteen Qinglong Spears of the Wuji Sect."

When Ying Longxiao heard this at first glance, he realized that the person sitting in front of him turned out to be an old man of Xiangzi's generation. He was slightly surprised and said: "It turns out to be Chen Xiangjun, old man Chen, disrespectful!"

Chen Xiangjun smiled lightly and said: "You are very close to me, so it would be more pleasant to call me Mr. Chen."

Among the four sects and eight major sects in Phoenix Mountain, the Wuji Sect is undoubtedly the most talented and has developed the best. After the Taoyun Sect gradually retreated from the world and became a legend, it has always been firmly on the throne of the number one sect in Phoenix Mountain. And Chen Xiangjun is a master-level existence in the Wuji Sect. He is one level higher than the elders and heads of the sect.

Ying Longxiao was lucky enough to see Mr. Chen's true face in Lushan today.

At this time, there was no trace of the devil around.

Ying Longxiao quickly took out a bottle of intermediate life potion and wanted to hand it to Chen Xiangjun for healing. "Mr. Chen, healing potion."

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiangjun refused with his eyes closed. "I appreciate your kindness. But what I suffered is not an ordinary injury, but an eternal injury. Only epic targets can be struck, and ordinary treatment methods are useless."

Under Chen Xiangjun's unknown clothes, in addition to a lot of blood, there were large emerald-green scars on his lower abdomen and thighs, filled with the stench of corruption.

Ying Longxiao didn't have too many doubts, but soon realized what Mr. Chen meant, and said in shock: "Is it the Pale Wings?"

Chen Xiangjun pursed his lips and nodded. "Yes, it was injured in the battle last night, and I was also injured. After all, we still underestimated the strength of this pollution apostle, and it is hard to imagine that there are two higher-ranking ones above it. apostle."

"So Pale Wings is not dead?" Ying Long Xiao was surprised and happy.

"No," Chen Xiangjun leaned against the big tree and his breathing became heavier. "There were about forty Tianbang players who participated in the battle last night. After several rounds of sieges, they finally let it run away. But it was seriously injured. This He will definitely be hiding somewhere to heal his wounds secretly. There are many guilds outside now looking for it everywhere, ready to take down this epic lord with low health in one fell swoop."

Ying Longxiao suddenly felt like a dream, and gradually rolled his open lips back into his mouth in surprise.

It turns out that the shocking ravines and huge footprints are really the traces left by the battle of Pale Wings.

Chen Xiangjun couldn't help but smile when he saw Ying Longxiao's surprised expression as his thoughts surged. "It seems that you are also very interested in Pale Wings."

Ying Longxiao smiled very politely, looking a little shy.

Suddenly, Chen Xiangjun said mysteriously: "I can reveal one thing to you. This beast is a dragon. He was seriously injured and needs a lot of dragon blood grass. You will definitely find it along this clue."

"Dragon Blood Grass?" Ying Longxiao was suddenly startled, as if someone had dropped a bomb. "So, it is very likely that the Pale Wings are hidden in the Dragon Clan Temple in front!"

Chen Xiangjun was also shocked. "What? Dragon Clan Temple?"

Ying Longxiao murmured to himself: "No! Qingyan and the others are still inside. They will die if they encounter Pale Wings."

He tried to contact Li Qingyan, but got no response. It is possible that he has entered a closed plane, or he may have encountered the Pale Wings. When he thinks of this, Ying Long Xiao can no longer calm down.

"Mr. Chen!" Ying Longxiao looked eagerly at Chen Xiangjun on the ground.

Chen Xiangjun immediately said: "Let's go! Take me there quickly!"

Ying Longxiao put Chen Xiangjun on his back and jumped towards the direction he came from again at great speed. The passing trees are like a rushing river, constantly being surpassed by him.

"This direction?" Chen Xiangjun's eyes widened slightly and he looked sideways. Ahead, there were vague signs of a large number of demonic activities. It was the pursuers who had been left behind by them before and were looking for them everywhere.

Chen Xiangjun gritted his teeth and said happily: "You brat, today I will go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, and I will accompany you through it."