He grinned, and said in an angry voice, "You're too arrogant, kid. I was going to spare your life, but I've changed my mind!"

As he spoke, Xia Shanbao rushed towards Chen Xiao.

His hands were bent into claws, wrapped in strong energy, heading straight for Chen Xiao's vital points.

He attacked with a killing move, showing that he really didn't want to leave Chen Xiao alive.

Chen Xiao frowned, also very unhappy.

How dare a mere Qi Realm martial artist act tough in front of him?

He stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding, letting Xia Shanbao's claws grab at his chest.

Bang!

A burst of air sounded, Chen Xiao was unharmed, not even moving.

Xia Shanbao, however, was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

In an instant, Xia Shanbao knew that Chen Xiao's strength was very strong.

But in front of so many people, he would never surrender.

Immediately, he flipped over like a carp, springing to his feet.

"Damn, I'm going to fight you!"

Xia Shanbao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed towards Chen Xiao again.

However, his full-strength attack failed to break Chen Xiao's defense. What could he do this time?

One effort, then decline, and finally exhaustion!

Xia Shanbao launched three fierce attacks on Chen Xiao, who remained unscathed, while Xia Shanbao himself was panting, coughing up blood.

The onlookers were shocked. Xia Shanbao, as the local tyrant of this area, seemed very strong to them.

Who would have thought that in front of this young man, he was as weak as a three-year-old child? Even worse than a three-year-old child.

"Are you done?"

Chen Xiao asked indifferently, then said calmly, "Then it's my turn now."

After saying that, Chen Xiao's body disappeared instantly.

The next second, he appeared behind Xia Shanbao like a ghost, and with one palm strike, Xia Shanbao's body collapsed to the ground like a soft noodle.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced..."

In an instant, Xia Shanbao was shrouded in the fear of death.

He surrendered by slapping the ground.

Faced with the threat of death, face was worthless.

Chen Xiao nodded and didn't continue to kill him.

"Very good, since you surrendered, then fulfill your previous promise. Should I do it, or will you do it yourself?"

Chen Xiao was referring to Xia Shanbao's promise that if he lost, he would have his legs cut off.

Xia Shanbao cupped his fist: "Expert, you are an expert. My master is also an expert. I wonder if you can give my master some face and spare me this time!"

"Your master is also an expert?"

Chen Xiao asked indifferently, "Who is your master?"

"My master is Ding Yi, known in the martial world as the Seven-Character Lightning Sword. I'm sure you've heard of him, expert?"

Xia Shanbao said smugly.

Chen Xiao shook his head: "Never heard of him."

Then he looked around, as if searching for something.

Xia Shanbao was slightly stunned: "My master is very famous, you can ask around... We are all in the martial world, let's not hurt the harmony..."

Xia Shanbao couldn't continue speaking.

Because he discovered that Chen Xiao was looking for a knife.

Finally, Chen Xiao took a watermelon knife from one of Xia Shanbao's underlings, who was so scared that he didn't even dare to fart.

Chen Xiao weighed it in his hand, feeling it was okay, and then returned to Xia Shanbao.

"Expert, give my master some face... Ah!"

Xia Shanbao begged bitterly, but couldn't stop the watermelon knife in Chen Xiao's hand.

Crack—

The knife fell, his legs were broken, and blood splattered everywhere.

After cutting off Xia Shanbao's legs, Chen Xiao threw the watermelon knife away and said lightly, "Tell your master that your legs were cut off by Chen Xiao of Jiangbei. If he is not convinced, he can come to me for revenge at any time."

After saying that, Chen Xiao left directly, and he and Gu Zhendong swaggered away.

Xia Shanbao was in so much pain that he was almost unconscious, but in his dying moments, he suddenly remembered where he had heard the name Chen Xiao.

Isn't that the new generation supreme of Jiangbei, Boss Chen!

...

This scene at the ghost market was just a small interlude, and Chen Xiao didn't take it seriously. After returning to the hotel, he took out Tang Bohu's seal and began to play with it.

The spiritual energy in this seal is quite abundant, and the reason why Chen Xiao was unwilling to sell it was because he wanted to use this spiritual artifact as the core of a formation to arrange a formation at home.

Xuan Mingzi's incident sounded an alarm for Chen Xiao.

As his strength continues to grow, he is making more and more enemies. If the enemies can't deal with him, then their attention will definitely shift to his family.

And Chen Xiao can't protect his family every moment, so he wants to build a set of formations.

In his vision, this formation is a large formation, integrating attack formations, defense formations, mist formations, and so on.

In this way, many spiritual artifacts, jade stones, and magical treasures are needed.

And Tang Bohu's seal is just one link in it.

Just as Chen Xiao was thinking about how to construct the formation, he suddenly heard a series of thumping sounds and a man's painful cry from next door.

Gu Zhendong lived next door, and the person making the noise was naturally him.

Chen Xiao hurried out and came to Gu Zhendong's room. He saw Gu Zhendong in pain, banging his head against the wall.

Chen Xiao took one look and knew that the Disha Spirit Serpent (Di Sha Ling Mang) in Gu Zhendong's body had started to act up again.

Chen Xiao quickly ran over, grabbed Gu Zhendong's wrist, and poured spiritual energy into Gu Zhendong's body to suppress the Disha Spirit Serpent (Di Sha Ling Mang) that was wreaking havoc in his body.

After a full ten minutes, the Disha Spirit Serpent (Di Sha Ling Mang) finally calmed down.

Gu Zhendong's face was pale, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, as if he had fallen into the water.

"Thank you, Chen Xiao."

Gu Zhendong said, his breath very weak, obviously exhausted.

Chen Xiao frowned and asked, "Uncle Gu, has this Disha Spirit Serpent (Di Sha Ling Mang) been acting up so often lately?"

Gu Zhendong smiled bitterly: "It is indeed a bit frequent, but I can only blame myself for this."

Chen Xiao was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Uncle Gu, what do you mean by this?"

Gu Zhendong explained: "That Disha Spirit Serpent (Di Sha Ling Mang) relies on devouring the true qi in my body to survive. The more true qi I have in my body, the more it absorbs, and the more active it becomes. The more active it is, the more painful I am."

Chen Xiao suddenly understood, thinking that was the reason, and then said: "In that case, Uncle Gu, you should appropriately reduce your cultivation and not let it absorb too much true qi."

Gu Zhendong shook his head: "Time waits for no one, Chen Xiao. Tong Tong is growing up day by day, and the Liu Clan will come sooner or later. Now, if I improve my strength by one point, I will have one more chance to survive in the future. I can endure this pain, but I cannot accept the pain of losing my daughter."

Hearing Gu Zhendong say this, Chen Xiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion. It seemed that he was really in a dilemma.