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Chapter 600

I saw the spiritual energy in the thin cultivator's Dantian begin to evaporate at this moment.

The expression on his face also became ferocious.

"You actually destroyed my Dantian for me?"

After saying this, his ferocious face showed a look of despair again.

"My Dantian is destroyed!"

"My Dantian is destroyed!"

The thin cultivator said it twice. The first time, his voice was roaring. The second time, his voice was much lower and turned into a murmur.

Obviously, he also knew in his heart that his Dantian was really destroyed and he would no longer be an immortal cultivator.

The despair in his eyes slowly turned into hatred.

The next second, he screamed: "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

After roaring, he stabbed Chen Hetu with his sword.

Chen Hetu watched all this indifferently, until the sword in the hand of the thin cultivator was about to touch him, he stretched out two fingers and clamped the sword of the thin cultivator.

"Before your Dantian was broken, when you were still a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, you were no match for me. Now that your Dantian is broken and you are no longer a cultivator, do you think you can still kill me?"

Chen Hetu said indifferently.

The skinny cultivator was stunned for a moment, then let go of the sword in his hand dejectedly.

When Chen Hetu saw this, he also loosened his fingers.

"Snapped!"

The sword fell to the ground and bounced again.

The eyes of the thin cultivator became even darker.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Chen Hetu.

"We are both in the Nascent Soul realm, why...I can't even block a move from you??"

This is the biggest doubt in the mind of the thin cultivator at this time.

Even if Chen Hetu is at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm and he is no match for him, why can't he even block a single move?

Even if you can't catch it, you can always turn around and run away, right?

However, Chen Hetu's sword was really too fast.

He didn't react at all.

At this moment, he knew that the gap between him and Chen Hetu was that one was in the sky and the other was in the earth.

And, he himself is the one on earth.

Seeing the confused expression of the thin cultivator, Chen Hetu was not surprised.

He has always hidden his true strength, and sometimes even when his life is in danger, he never shows his full strength.

This is mainly due to his character.

The most important thing is that he wants to wait until Dragon Breath Island to show all his strength.

But this time, when faced with two immortal cultivators from Dazzling Academy, one fat and one thin, repaying kindness with hatred, Chen Hetu could no longer control himself.

Especially, Guan Shuyun blocked a knife for himself in order to save himself.

This almost made him lose his mind.

Only then did he use his true strength at the ninth level of Nascent Soul Realm.

Needless to say, these two immortal cultivators from Dazzling Academy are only at the bottom of the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if they are also at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, they are still no match for Chen Hetu.

Chen Hetu looked at the thin immortal cultivator indifferently. He asked without answering: "What is the treasure on your body? Take it out!"

The thin cultivator was startled when he heard this.

He didn't know how Chen Hetu knew that there was a treasure on him.

Seeing that he was silent, Chen Hetu sneered and said, "Do you think this treasure can still belong to you at this time?"

The Thin Cultivator also knew that Chen Hetu was telling the truth.

His eyes rolled around.

Suddenly, his eyes became firm.

He took out a piece of silk satin from his arms. The silk satin was bulging, and he didn't know what was wrapped in it.

I saw him holding the silk satin and raising it high.

"I can't get it, and you don't want it either!"

After saying that, he threw the things in his hands to the ground.
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