"I hope you're as strong as your mouth. ”

After Zhang Zihao finished speaking, his body moved, and he instantly appeared beside Cheng Chuan, with an extra long sword in his hand, like a ghost, stabbing Cheng Chuan's heart.

The lion fights the rabbit, still doing his best, Zhang Zihao is not Cheng Huajun's flashy Tianjiao, he pays attention to killing with one blow.

It's just that he doesn't know how many hole cards Cheng Chuan has, so he is destined to be conquered by Cheng Chuan.

As soon as the long sword in his hand pierced 0.01 centimeters away from Cheng Chuan's heart, he found that he was wrapped in a purple light, and his body seemed to have entered a space-time tunnel, which was infinitely elongated.

This feeling was very familiar to him, every time he came out of the secular world from the family, he had to go through a teleportation, which was clearly a long-distance teleportation array in a small world.

When the purple light ended, he found himself in a tomb, and Cheng Chuan was standing right in front of the tip of his sword.

By Cheng Chuan's side, there is a purple-robed Taoist, who is naturally an old * Hu.

"Where is this?" Feeling the strong aura of Lao * Hu, Zhang Zihao did not act rashly.

"Welcome to my world, Master Zhang. Cheng Chuan smiled slightly, here, he had a feeling of dominating the common people.

"Your world, who are you? The Cheng family doesn't have such a strong small world. ”

Zhang Zihao felt the incomparably rich aura of heaven and earth around here, which was simply thousands of times stronger than the small world of the Zhang family.

Cheng Chuan naturally didn't understand, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth was something that only a strong person above the saint level could understand.

"I, I am me, Cheng Chuan, an ordinary person. ”

Cheng Chuan shrugged his shoulders, he is indeed an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary, it's just that in the past few months, his experience has been a little unusual.

"Then what are you trying to bring me in here?"

Zhang Zihao kept staring at Lao * Hu and didn't make a move.

"Aren't you interested in me? In the same way, I'm also interested in you now, and I'm going to fight you alone?"

Cheng Chuan smiled slightly, here, he was a little bit of a way to clean up Zhang Zihao, the last time he was seriously injured by the old man in the white robe, which made him very depressed.

Here, he can move at will, and he wants to see how far he is from a saint-level powerhouse.

"Presumptuous, a king-level person, dare to adjust the power of the saint-level, I think you are too long-lived. ”

Although Zhang Zihao is jealous of Lao * Hu, as a saint-level powerhouse, his dignity cannot be tarnished.

Although he was only at the beginning of the saint level, he was sure that defeating Cheng Chuan was just a thought.

"Hehe, the power of the Holy Level? ”

Cheng Chuan directly took out a handful of Violent Bear Pill, Crazy Tiger Pill and Crazy Dragon Pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

His aura began to skyrocket in an instant, and he soon crossed the king-level intermediate level, the king-level high rank, the monarch-level beginner level, and the monarch-level intermediate level...... and, in the end, stay at the royal high level.

It has crossed two major realms and eight small realms at one time, and its combat power has increased dozens of times.

Feeling Cheng Chuan's incomparably strong aura, Zhang Zihao's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he found that he still underestimated Cheng Chuan.

"Damn Cheng Huajun. Zhang Zihao cursed secretly in his heart, but his figure flashed instantly, and he actually attacked.

"Good ......" Cheng Chuan, who has never had such a powerful force, was full of arrogance for a while.

The eyes of ten thousand laws opened instantly, looking at Zhang Zihao's long sword, he would not despise any opponent.

Zhang Zihao's swordsmanship is the skill of the Zhang family's clan, the streamer sword, which is famous for being fast, accurate, and ruthless.

As fast as lightning, it stabbed at the center of Cheng Chuan's eyebrows, faintly smelling of tearing the space.

However, he is fast, and Cheng Chuan is not slow, with the help of the eyes of ten thousand laws, Cheng Chuan's knife tip is pulled from the bottom to the top, and it goes straight to Zhang Zihao's throat.

This is a move that will end up in the same way, of course, if Zhang Zihao doesn't make a move, he can only die Cheng Chuan.

You must know that Cheng Chuan can move thousands of miles away at any time, and no matter how fast the streamer sword is, it can also move instantaneously.

No, Cheng Chuan is sure that Zhang Zihao will definitely change his tricks, he is the master of the Zhang family, and naturally he will not die with an ordinary person like Cheng Chuan.

Sure enough, Zhang Zihao's face changed slightly, the sword in his hand was pulled, his body flipped, and he dodged Cheng Chuan's knife.

In the next second, Zhang Zihao's long sword slashed horizontally and went straight to Cheng Chuan's right shoulder, if Cheng Chuan didn't hide, he would definitely have his right arm cut off.

However, Cheng Chuan was in a strange posture, he could dodge, and the long knife in his hand was a little on the ground, and his figure took the opportunity to eject out, and the long knife slashed at Zhang Zihao's head.

"Ding ......" A crisp sword impact sounded, and the long sword in Zhang Zihao's hand held Cheng Chuan's long knife.

However, what made Zhang Zihao depressed was that Cheng Chuan's strength was too terrifying, and the strong pressure made him have to bend on one knee and almost kneel.

"Bah......" Zhang Zihao shouted angrily and pushed Cheng Chuan's long knife away.

"It seems that you can't fight this guy in close combat, his physical strength is several times that of mine. ”

Although Zhang Zihao had just entered the holy level not long ago, he had rich combat experience and instantly gave up the streamer sword technique.

"Breaking the Divine Sword ......" With a burst of shouts in Zhang Zihao's mouth, the long sword in his hand shot out a purple sword qi and went straight to Cheng Chuan's eyebrows, Cheng Chuan had a feeling of inescapability for a while.

"No, this is a soul attack, no wonder he dares to come to me, even if he knows that Shen Meng is good at illusion attacks, he still dares to provoke me, it turns out that he is also a master in this. ”

Under Cheng Chuan's Ten Thousand Laws, the source of the Divine Breaking Sword was instantly recognized, and it turned out to be a powerful illusion attack.

"Hehe, since there is no way to avoid it, let's see how far your attack range can be. ”

Cheng Chuan smiled yin, and when the purple sword qi almost pierced the center of his eyebrows, his figure began to move backwards.

The purple sword qi was like this, staying at 0.01 cm away from Cheng Chuan's eyebrows, and he couldn't move an inch.

Finally, after Cheng Chuan's figure left Wuli, the purple sword qi disappeared.

"This god-breaking sword technique is really good, the attack range is as long as five kilometers. ”

Cheng Chuan praised heartily, and in the next second, his mind moved, and Cheng Chuan appeared in front of the stunned Zhang Zihao again.

"You ......" Zhang Zihao stared at Cheng Chuan, not knowing what to say for a while.

But what awaited him was Cheng Chuan's stormy attack.

Cheng Chuan had an extra long knife in his hand, plus Fei Yan, holding two knives, but using the combined knife method of Qing Yi and Qing Er before.

The combat power rose again, and Zhang Zihao suddenly doubled the pressure.

But that's not all that awaits him, Cheng Chuan attaches the corrosive gray mist to the twin blades.

Zhang Zihao was accidentally splashed by the gray mist, and suddenly there were several more wounds on his body, and the pain was extremely severe.