Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 490 I will give you a number (8K will add more evil for the leader!)

As we all know, in the cultivation world, the personalities tend to go to certain extremes, one is the fake alchemy monks who have no hope of path.

The second is pure sword repair.

For example, Liang Yingzhuo of the Sword of Correcting Qi.

Chu Qingling in front of him is obviously also in this list.

If Gu Sixian is here today, even if the Chen family has any ambitions, they will not tear their skins apart like him.

Golden Core monks represent the position of one sect.

What a sin the words of rebellion are, it immediately caused an uproar in Wanxiu below.

And Chen Ping's ridiculed reply added fuel to the flames, bringing the atmosphere of both sides to the bottom.

"I gave Senior Sister Yin a face and didn't interrupt your clan association. It seems that you don't appreciate it."

Chu Qingling glanced at the location of the ancestor worship hall, and said playfully: "A superficial guy who crushed a thousand middle-grade water spirit stones, caused a torrential downpour, and highlighted his supernatural powers, what qualifications do you have to be on the same level as our golden elixir?" !"

"To shut up!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's face turned dark, and his expression instantly became ugly.

He did secretly arrange a few establishments to spread rain in the heavy sky, but Chu Qingling discovered it unexpectedly.

Fortunately, he was alert, and at the same time that Chu Qingling said the second half of the sentence, he sealed the surrounding area with his consciousness.

The monks inside and outside the mountains could only see his mouth moving, but no sound came out.

Otherwise, he would really be reduced to a golden core joke in the archipelago cultivation world.

However, Chen Ping only turned from embarrassment into anger for a while, then his expression returned to calm, and he said with a smile: "Why did Fellow Daoist Chu come here?"

"Sign the soul contract, surrender to the moon."

With a wave of Chu Qingling's arm, the dazzling purple spirit sword whizzed and danced, and the sword energy everywhere seemed to have eyes, and it smashed down at Chen Ping.

He didn't mention Shen Wanwan at all.

For Jindan monks, a Taoist companion who has been moved is not important.

"Today, I will experience the strength of Shangzong Jindan."

Facing the sword energy wandering by his side, Chen Ping turned a blind eye and said unceremoniously.

Lanyuezong's soul contract secret technique is unique in the archipelago.

Signing a contract is tantamount to being manipulated by others and ruining Xiaoyao.

Of course, Chen Ping couldn't do what he wanted.

"Out of control."

A cold light flashed in Chu Qingling's eyes, and he put Zijian in his sleeve robe.

At the same time, a white dagger as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in his hand.

As soon as it appeared, just the aura that permeated the sword tore the nearby clouds torn apart with traces of damage, sending out strands of sharp and ear-piercing popping sounds.

"It's Senior Chu's natal tool, the Kunwu Sword!"

"Are the two Jindan real people going to fight?"

"The sword intent condensed by Master Chu is probably poured into this sword."

A prestigious sword.

This is the common cognition of all monks below.

Chu Qingling has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and the natal spirit sword that accompanied him to become famous has long been sung in the sea area of ​​Lanyue.

Countless third-tier demon kings fell under this sword.

The moment Kunwu Sword appeared, everyone in the Chen family was in fear.

On the other hand, Chen Ping, who was surrounded by the sword light, showed a trace of relaxation.

Kunwu Sword is currently only a top grade Taoist weapon.

In terms of power, it is far below the purple sword just now.

However, Chu Qing Ling abandoned the purple sword and sacrificed the weaker Kunwu sword. There was probably only one reason.

That top-grade psychic tool has not yet communicated with him, so he can't use the fusion of human and sword!

As a result, Chen Ping calmed down, turned the spiritual pressure in his palm, and the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword soared into the air.

"call!"

When a layer of crystal flames covered it, the Chunyang Sword seemed to come alive, breathing out the unparalleled sword energy, as if it couldn't bear to drink the blood of the enemy cultivator.

"Chen Zhenren's Five Elements Pure Yang Sword!"

"It is said that the attribute of this sword can be freely switched between the five elements, so there is no need to worry about the ordinary restraint relationship."

"The Chunyang Sword was forged by the ancestor who closed the mountain for more than ten years in the early days. It can be mixed with high-grade ore to improve its quality."

A young Foundation Establishment of the Chen family said excitedly.

The fact that the ancestor practiced swords in Haichang has become a family legend.

Most of the clansmen saw the real body of Chunyang Sword for the first time.

I am both curious and in awe of this legendary spirit sword.

"The same top-grade Taoist weapon, and the same newly-promoted Jindan Daoist, this battle must be evenly matched."

The two swords stood horizontally in the void, causing the hearts of all the cultivators to surge.

The Sword Dao duel at the Golden Core Realm is a vast scene that most monks will never see in their entire lives.

"Pure Yang Sword?"

Chen Ping couldn't help but twitched when the people of the Guan clan saw the sword as if they were seeing a sacred object.

To be honest, kendo is only the bottom of the many magical powers he has mastered.

The Taoist quality of the Chunyang Sword was even more disgusted by him.

But in public, it is inconvenient to expose the soul method and the fairy thunder method.

Due to the existence of various constraints, this sword was summoned by him.

"Chen Ping, you are also the third-step sword cultivator, just use the human-sword fusion to fight with me."

A frightening light flashed in Chu Qingling's eyes.

With the passage of a white light on the Kunwu sword, the short blade lengthened several times at once.

With a slight tremor of "嗖", the Kunwu sword shot into the center of the eyebrows, and Chu Qingling's body disappeared without a trace in a wisp of smoke.

The next moment, a vigorous aura rose in panic, and even the surrounding wind and clouds were affected by it, dancing vigorously.

This is the attribute of the sword of vitality.

Thick and majestic, layers of vitality, endless stretches.

"Sword fighting?"

Chen Ping was noncommittal, but with a flick of his wrist, his figure was merged into the Chunyang sword in a burst of flames.

The violent sword energy rolled in the wind, exuding the hideousness of strangling everything.

His kendo has not made much progress, and the state of turning into a sword can only last 25 breaths.

Naturally, he couldn't compare to Chu Qingling, a great swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship.

However, he also had the intention of testing the power of the opponent's kendo.

"Break the sword with the sword, so happy!"

There was laughter in the Kunwu sword, and it suddenly turned into a strong white awn, like an aurora piercing the void, wrapped in a huge and unparalleled momentum, and shot towards the Chunyang sword.

Chen Ping snorted coldly, and the ice spirit crystal flame on the Chunyang sword melted immediately.

Flame-spitting fire snakes rushed straight for several feet, as if they had just been shot out of a volcano.

Chu Qingling is a metal monk, born to be restrained by the same level of fire spirit power.

Unless he is practicing Tianpin and majoring in exercises, Chen Ping has a slight advantage in terms of basics.

"boom!"

There was originally a distance of thousands of feet between the two swords.

But at this moment, as soon as the Kunwu sword was activated, the space was like a piece of cloth, torn apart by the overflowing sharpness, and it went straight to the Chunyang sword.

Almost less than half a breath before and after.

It was too fast, the speed under Chu Qing's Linghua sword actually surpassed that of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator!

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and immediately judged that this person's background in swordsmanship was far superior to his.

You know, when he uses the Human Sword Unity, he doesn't have much physical bonus.

However, Chen Ping remained unmoved in the face of the sure-killing potential of the Kunwu Sword.

"Swish"

A long blue river stretches across the sky.

Taking a closer look, the long river is full of countless dense sword qi.

Then, a huge green lotus gathered at the tip of the sword, and it matched the point of the sword light that came from the attack with incomparable precision, like a prophet.

"boom!"

The two spirit swords collided head-on, and there was an explosion that tore the eardrums.

It can be seen with the naked eye that there is a terrifying vortex of air flowing between the two sword qis.

Wherever it passed, the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of tens of miles was emptied and wiped out, forming a palpitating vacuum area.

The Kunwu sword didn't work, so he immediately flew back.

Staring at the Chunyang Sword floating slowly, Chu Qingling couldn't help frowning.

Although his previous attack was mostly probing, it was also an extremely difficult move among the sword styles he mastered.

Jindan should not be able to react in the early stage.

But the facts were before his eyes, the sharp and lightning-fast sword was actually blocked by Chen Ping.

"Fellow Daoist Chu thinks too highly of himself, Chen is not a persimmon."

As if sensing Chu Qingling's surprise, a wave rippled in the Chunyang Sword.

His soul strength is far stronger than this person, no matter how fast this sword is, it will not escape his capture.

……

"The two real people have passed a trick?"

"Hey, even with Tu's cultivation at the Yuandan realm, he couldn't even see the slightest bit. The Jindan cultivator is so terrified."

All the cultivators counted, almost all in a dazed state.

They had expected to realize something, but now it was just wishful thinking.

"Senior Chu's Kunwu sword moved again."

All the cultivators watching the battle suddenly exclaimed, and the two sides of the sword fight made waves again!
With a flash of strange light, the Kunwu sword shot out, a huge snow-white sword shadow covered it, and went straight to sweep and chop.

With Chen Ping's thought without hesitation, the green lotus sword energy spinning outside the sword body immediately transformed into heavy sword shadows, covering the body.

A mountain-shaped sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, and it rushed towards Kunwu sword in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the two came into contact, the snow-white sword energy stirred slightly, tearing the seemingly thick sword mountain into pieces.

Immediately, the light of the Kunwu sword rose sharply again, and condensed in the middle, turning into a giant sword with a length of hundreds of feet, aiming at the Chunyang sword to cut head-on.

After the Kunwu sword fell, it was blocked by the heavy sword shadows around it.

There was a pause, and then there was a low buzzing sound, and all the sword shadows were smashed like confetti, and directly hit the body of the Chunyang sword.

At the same time, there was a wail from within the sword, and a crack appeared on the body of the sword and where the giant sword hit.

Chen Ping turned pale, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The Chunyang sword's aura was greatly stimulated, and it hovered nimbly, and in an instant, it just stabbed two swords in different directions.

However, it has a destructive momentum that tears apart all obstacles.

The white long sword that was chasing after him couldn't even get close to three feet before it was eliminated.

The next moment, the two swords parted with a tacit understanding.

"Chu's ordinary sword, you have to be blessed with blood essence to barely deal with it. Your kendo accomplishments are too disappointing for me, and you are not worthy of fighting swords with me!"

Inside the Kunwu Sword, Chu Qingling let out an ironic sigh.

"You are only a sword cultivator in the third realm. With this tone, Chen thought you had broken through the fourth realm!"

Chen Ping is not a disadvantaged character, he retorted mercilessly.

In the competition of kendo alone, he is indeed no match for Chu Qingling.

There is no excuse for this.

The family knows their own affairs.

His kendo talent is average.

Being able to step into the third step at this age is largely due to Jinzhu Space.

Moreover, Jin Zhaoheng's swordsmanship gave him great inspiration.

This is also the reason why he competed with Chu Qingling when he knew he was invincible.

The process of fighting swords is also a process of comprehension.

imitate, create.

Kendo geniuses might be able to skip the imitation step.

But Chen Ping can only be down-to-earth, starting from the simplest imitation.

"Glib, let Chu destroy your sword heart!"

With the sharpness of his tongue, Chu Qingling was certainly not Chen Ping's opponent. Under the coldness, Kunwu sword slashed into the void without saying a word.

The action is understated, without any anger.

But immediately there was a sound of "Zi La" breaking through the air.

Five half-foot-long glittering and translucent awns slid up in the sky, and a steady stream of sword seas clinging tightly.

In the blink of an eye, most of the sky was covered.

One life two, two life four, four life eight...until infinity.

Chu Qingling deeply grasped the essence of the Sword of Vigor, and brought out its characteristics to the fullest!

"It's Master Chu's Xuanpin high-level swordsmanship, which transforms Haichuan with the sword."

"Master Chu is amazingly talented. In just a hundred years, he has cultivated this miraculous but complicated swordsmanship to the level of Dzogchen. In the history of this sect, it is enough to be ranked among the top five!"

In front of Lanyue Pavilion, Wang Ning said comfortably with his hands on his back.

With just a few tricks, Patriarch Chu of the Zongmen had an absolute upper hand.

It is only a matter of time before Chen Zhenren, who is a subordinate force, can be defeated.

Everything is exactly as he imagined.

The background of the Chen family is really too low, even if a real person is born out of luck, it is only the bottom of the golden core.

The status of Lanyue Sect is no longer a concern!
On the contrary, it must be the members of the Chen family and the monks who are pro-Chen.

Worried, the image of the ancestor's invincibility gradually collapsed.

Yes, among Golden Core monks, there are also high and low points.

Just like the foundation establishment of ordinary families, they usually can't beat the same level cultivated by Lan Yuezong.

……

Hundreds of feet high in the sky, the two swords launched another thrilling and fierce fight.

This is the third step of the duel between Golden Core Sword Cultivators.

The strange thing is that after the second fight, although the moves of the two were extremely fierce, there was no real collision.

However, the murderous intent permeated in it made every monk tremble with fear.

Chu Qingling's Jianhua Haichuan was infused with an extremely strong artistic conception, even if he controlled the Jianhai to not move, it still made Chen Ping's breathing blocked.

The sword will decide the winner!
Chen Ping immediately understood Chu Qingling's intentions, and after thinking about it in his heart, a green lotus more than ten feet long greeted him.

There are nine swords on each petal of this lotus, shining with a stern cold light.

It was the Qinglian Sword Intent that he had practiced hard for two lifetimes.

"boom"

"boom"

In the air, the sound of roaring sword energy was heard from time to time, dotted in the quiet atmosphere, reminding all the cultivators how terrible this battle is.

It was the piercing sound of the two sword intents colliding, which made the two fight even more terrifying, silent and extremely dangerous.

"The artistic conception of the sword, you can't do it either. This seat is very curious, what is the third step of your breakthrough!"

In all directions, Chu Qingling's laughter resounded loudly.

The white sea of ​​swords churned and rushed, and then, the world was printed and dyed into a sea of ​​silver and silver.

Just hearing the sound of "bang", the green lotus that condensed the majestic sword energy seemed to be thrown into the boiling oil pan, and it disappeared instantly.

"collapse!"

After the Kunwu sword shattered the green lotus, in the void, the blazing sword energy that was as vast as the sea was arranged autonomously and evolved into various sword arrays, as dense as a cage, with the feeling of covering the sky.

At this time, the most uncomfortable thing is the Chunyang sword in the sea of ​​swords.

Under the oppression of the sword intent, each move weighed more than ten million catties, and it was difficult to move.

A beam of white light charged forward without hesitation, followed by the sea of ​​swords behind.

The situation changed, and there was an indescribable sword energy everywhere.

"Chu Qingling's pure Yang Sword move is absolutely unbearable, but Chen is not a sword cultivator, he is a cultivator of my generation who adapts to the situation."

He muttered to himself, when the powerful beam of white light cut within half a foot, Chen Ping resolutely released the state of the sword, and stretched out his right palm expressionlessly.

Like grabbing a steamed bun, the five fingers slightly flexed to meet it.

There was no shocking movement, just a simple grab, that white awn seemed to be frozen by an iceberg.

In the small five-fingered cage, he twisted and writhed, but no matter how he broke free, it was useless.

Jianhai who followed immediately also encountered an embarrassing scene.

"Puff puff"

Layer upon layer of huge waves swept towards the figure in the center, seemingly infinite in power.

But Chen Ping remained standing still.

Under his skin, a silver glow gradually lit up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a mass of silver light illuminating all directions, it was truly mysterious.

After a while, all the turbulent sword lights disappeared, and the chaotic sky returned to calm.

"Golden core body!"

Chu Qingling shouted out loudly, mixed with a trace of surprise.

Shen Wanwan's master, Zhu Jin, once reported that Chen Ping might be the peak of the powerful Yuandan, or even Jindan physical cultivation.

However, there are almost no monks in the sect who believe this statement.

Because in the entire Yuanyan cultivation world, there is only one golden core body who has become famous outside!
Too rare!
After all, physical training is different from legal training, and the improvement of the realm is very dependent on the treasure of heaven and earth.

The Yuanyan Islands are barren lands, and it is extremely difficult for a Golden Core Body Cultivator to be born.

But a real scene happened.

Chen Ping's physical cultivation realm has indeed reached the Jindan realm!

Apart from being jealous, Chu Qingling felt very unhappy.

"A Jindan real person who cultivates both law and body?"

"It's no wonder that Senior Chen dared to challenge the moon-lanning golden elixir. With the blessing of the golden elixir of the physical body, his strength is comparable to that of the middle-term, right?"

Down below, the discerning monks of Yuan Dan were the first to react, discussing with moving faces.

"The ancestor is invincible!"

The monks of the Chen clan fell into even more frenzied excitement after being collectively stunned for a few breaths.

Patriarch Chen Ping should be the No. 1 in the Yuanyan Islands' contemporary body and law practice.

Of course, the monks of the Chen clan were not knowledgeable enough to know the existence of the evil master in the Shuangcheng sea area.

But it does not prevent them from admiring and worshiping their ancestors.

"It's actually a golden core body, can Master Chu still win?"

"Master's high-grade psychic artifact has not been unsheathed yet, so it's too early to make a conclusion."

After the shock was over, Wang Ning ordered with a gloomy face: "Send the news back to the sect quickly so that the ancestors can know!"

……

"Resisting the next sword move cost me twenty drops of blood essence, which is just a bit stronger than the power of a low-grade psychic tool."

Chen Ping crushed the white glow in his palm with one palm, and said with a grin: "You are proficient in swordsmanship, it seems that you are nothing more than that."

Before the words fell, his body was slightly blurred, and a series of afterimages appeared.

The next moment, his body seemed to be gliding in the air, and appeared above Kunwu sword strangely.

The dragon and eagle step magic power of the Sanjue Temple!
Although Chen Ping has only mastered the first layer, driven by his tyrannical body, he is no longer inferior to Chu Qingling who is in the state of human-sword fusion!
"What, this guy bought the Dragon Eagle Step at the meeting of the two cities, and he has comprehended it only three years ago?"

When Kun Wujian saw a figure appearing above his head, he was startled and terrified, and a sword light shot out, hitting Chen Ping who was close at hand.

After a "poof", Chen Ping slapped a silver palm casually.

Jian Guang was swat away like a fly.

At the same time, his mana poured wildly into his eyes, and a dazzling blue light burst out from the depths of his pupils, allowing him to see the moves of Kunwu Sword thoroughly.

Immediately, his expressionless figure flickered, he raised his arms, and a big silver hand grabbed the hilt of the sword like thunder.

The other hand grabbed the tip of the sword.

It was like two hard iron pincers, instantly immobilizing the sword.

Then, there was a violent shout in the mouth, and both arms pressed hard at the same time.

The strength of Jindan physical cultivation is more than tens of millions of catties, not to mention just a top-grade Taoist weapon, even an ordinary low-grade psychic Taoist weapon will be torn into pieces immediately.

"bang"

The Kunwu sword wailed loudly, and snapped from the middle, the sword energy overflowed wildly, and a figure with a pale face flew out in embarrassment.

"Kun Wu!"

Holding the two sword blades in his hands, Chu Qingling's expression was filled with shock and anger.

This sword is the magic weapon of his life that has followed him for hundreds of years.

Now, Kunwu was seriously injured, and he immediately suffered a strong backlash.

"Besides the sword, what else do you have, just use it!"

The elated Chen Ping kept grinning grinningly, stepped forward with a dragon eagle step, and punched Chu Qingling's back.

At the same time, the phoenix transformed from the ice spirit crystal flame appeared with a fluttering fan and opened its mouth to cry.

A strange fluctuation enveloped Chu Qingling.

But Chu Qingling was a Golden Core cultivator after all, and immediately got rid of the trance, and opened his mouth to spit out a golden bell the size of a palm.

"Boom!"

The small bell struck heavily, and circles of golden ripples swayed out, easily breaking the Feng Cry Qingming Technique.

With a flash of sword light under Chu Qingling's feet, he narrowly avoided Chen Ping's physical punch.

Chen Ping didn't stop, and grabbed the void with the other hand, three more flames emerged, and after a flash, they turned into three half-foot-sized firebirds.

For the first time, the dry blue purple flame, the shocking wind flame, and the ice spirit crystal flame appeared together for the first time!
"Ha!"

The three birds all uttered a clear cry, and rushed towards Chu Qingling.

Chu Qingling's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately used his mana to condense a several-foot-long golden gun, and fired three balls of spiritual fire.

But the golden gun was also burned into nothingness by the attached flame.

At this moment, with a loud shout, Chu Qingling's ears were buzzing, followed by Li Feng, a silver fist rapidly enlarged in the pupil.

At the very moment, a small bronze-colored shield suddenly appeared, just blocking the silver fist.

"The middle-grade defensive psychic artifact, Shangzong really has a deep foundation."

Chen Ping let out a cold snort, shook his fist slightly, and actually transformed into hundreds of identical fist shadows. With a few "poofs", each fist shadow accurately hit a position on the small shield.

Moreover, his mana also turned into huge balls of fire, which smashed down with his body.

"bang"

"bang"

"bang"

Under the shock of the silver light, the fist was several inches deep, and Chu Qingling let out a scream, and the whole person flew out.

But that small bronze shield is a genuine medium-grade psychic tool.

Even if it was slammed by Chen Ping, it was only dented a little, and there was not much damage.

Undoubtedly, the huge advantages of the double cultivation of law and body are revealed!
Spells and physical body can attack together, Chu Qingling is almost facing the attacks of two monks of the same level!

"puff"

Chu Qingling's internal organs were turned upside down in an instant, and he quickly swallowed a fourth-grade healing elixir to suppress the injury.

Seeing Chen Ping attacking with a sea of ​​flames of three colors, Chu Qingling narrowed his eyes, and a five-foot long sword surrounded by purple air flew out of his sleeve robe.

This sword is called Purple Rhinoceros, it was left by a certain Jindan ancestor three thousand years ago, and it is extremely powerful.

In order to congratulate him on his promotion to Jindan, Senior Brother Gu allowed him to choose between the special hole card and the purple rhinoceros sword.

He intends to refine the Purple Rhinoceros Sword into a new natal magic weapon in the mid-stage of Golden Core.

Therefore, I chose the latter without hesitation!
Before coming to Kongming Island, he was not prepared to use the Purple Rhinoceros Sword at all.

But Chen Ping revealed Jindan's physical body, he knew that if he didn't sacrifice this sword today, it would be impossible to end.

The grand patriarch of the sect for thousands of years can't compete with the golden core of the forces under his command, it will really make him lose face!
"I created a sword of my own, named Sun and Moon Tonghui, so it doesn't matter if you catch me and admit defeat!"

Holding the Purple Rhino Sword, Chu Qingling's aura suddenly changed, and countless dense and brilliant sword auras gushed out from the spiritual acupoints around him.

Covering the void, covering the sky, the surging sword light is almost everywhere and omnipresent.

Every inch of his skin was filled with strands of sharp sword energy.

Going round and round, there is a tendency for thousands of swords to return to one.

"Purple rhinoceros, go!"

All of Chu Qingling's mana was poured in, and the Purple Rhinoceros Sword instantly transformed into a dragon and fled into the air.

At the moment of the strike, it split into two spirit swords with exactly the same shape.

One handle is like the scorching sun in the sky, shining with blazing light.

One handle looks like a cold moon, intertwined with a gloomy light.

However, the vision of heaven and earth driven by these two flying swords is so strange.

Attributes that are obviously diametrically opposed, but they converge together, giving people an unusually harmonious feeling.

The powerful power contained in the two swords made Chen Ping's eyelids twitch wildly.

Sword cultivators like to report their moves, which is also a major feature in the cultivation world.

Especially the powerful sword move created by myself, I can't wait to spread it in the cultivation world immediately.

At this moment, Chen Ping felt sore in his heart.

This person, like Jin Zhaoheng, is a real swordsman genius.

"The sun and the moon shine together!"

Chu Qingling pointed and pressed, and the two swords in the air revolved around each other as if they were inviting each other, and burst out a terrifying torrent of swordsmanship, rushing towards the bullfight, and spreading in ten directions!

As a result, the sword energy in his vision completely enveloped Chen Ping, making him nowhere to escape.

"boom!"

As soon as the two swords fell, a huge gully was blasted across the ground hundreds of feet away.

The tops of the hills were cut to a smooth level, and the stone piles of vegetation were completely turned into dust and evaporated.

At this moment, in the eyes of the monks in Lanyue Pavilion, members of the Chen family, and casual cultivators, they could no longer see anything, it was a vast expanse of white and gray, and even their spiritual senses could not peep into the battle situation.

The smoke and dust dispersed.

A good mountain peak seemed to be torn apart and rubbed by a giant beast.

The face is completely unrecognizable, the scars are everywhere, and it is shocking.

In a ravine ten feet wide, the purple rhinoceros sword that had merged into one was inserted into Chen Ping's heart and pierced through his body.

There were countless sword wounds on the dim silver body, dripping with blood, and his face was as pale as transparent.

"Ping'er!"

"Hiraro!"

"Ancestor!"

Everyone in the Chen family turned pale with shock, full of anxiety and fear.

The cultivators on the Lanyue Pavilion showed boundless joy and clapped their hands.

"No, Master Chen's breath is still there!"

The pavilion master Wang Ning swept the blood man over there with his spiritual sense, and was immediately bounced back by a powerful power of the soul, dizzy, and let out a muffled grunt.

"Cough cough."

Inside the pit, blood bubbles surged from the corner of Chen Ping's mouth, but a smile appeared on his face.

The power of the top-grade psychic artifact combined with self-created swordsmanship is extraordinary.

It took a full five hundred drops of blood essence to freeze it on his heart.

After melting the sword energy poured into the body with the ice spirit crystal flame, the sword was completely sealed in the body.

Of course, Chen Ping had expected that this sword would not be enough to destroy his physical body.

That's why he took the risk and forcibly accepted it.

Otherwise, even if the Divine Soul Method or the Immortal Thunder Method is exposed, Chu Qingling must be slaughtered on the spot!

"I must get this sword. With it, my strength can be increased by [-]%!"

Chen Ping held the hilt of the Purple Rhinoceros Sword, and suddenly came up with a bold idea.

But in this way, the soul skills will inevitably leak out.

"It doesn't matter, let's grab it first!"

With a ruthless expression, Chen Ping suppressed the power of his soul to [-] zhang, and ruthlessly shook his sword.

"Do you dare to accept my moon-grabbing treasure?"

Feeling the sharp pain from the spirit, Chu Qingling was shocked and angry.

Dragging his seriously injured body, he crushed more than a dozen high-grade gold spirit stones in a row, and fell into the huge pit recklessly.

However, Chu Qingling lost his sense of the spirit sword in mid-air.

"boom!"

The spiritual consciousness continued to cut down, and after more than ten consecutive suppressions, the imprint of the Purple Rhinoceros Sword disappeared completely.

Instantly became a thing without an owner.

"You are too aggressive and brave, which is detrimental to your practice of swordsmanship. This sword is temporarily kept by Mr. Chen, and I will let Zhenren Yin of the noble sect find me to get it back."

As soon as the storage ring was lit, the Purple Rhinoceros Sword disappeared without a trace. Chen Ping patted the dust and stood up, saying earnestly.

And at the same time, the scars all over his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"you wanna die!"

Chu Qingling twisted his face ferociously, and the paranoid side of the sword cultivator was completely exposed, and rushed over holding a cloud of metallic sword energy.

"Haven't learned a lesson yet?"

Chen Ping smiled coldly, shattered the sword energy with one palm, then slammed his backhand, grabbed Chu Qingling's ankle, and dragged him directly into the pit.

"what!"

Following Chu Qingling's violent scream, the entire abdomen, including the crotch area, was already bloody!
Then, the soles of Chen Ping's feet flashed repeatedly, breaking his limbs into three sections abruptly!

"Fellow Daoist Chu newly broke the golden core, haven't you determined the Dao name yet?"

Chen Ping stepped on Chu Qingling's dantian, and said indifferently: "You have lost both Kunwu and Zixi, and I will give you a title, Wujian Daoist, what do you think?"

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