Rao is like this, the sharpness of the Vientiane Golden Wheel still makes Chen Zun dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that the magic weapons on your brother and sister are more powerful than one another, killing you, I will be able to make a windfall, and it is only a matter of time before I surpass my master in the future." ”

Meng Chuan retorted: "But the premise is that you have to have this ability." ”

"Do you think I don't?" Chen Zun laughed, the sword formation behind him actually changed, and countless sword intents were suspended around him, being tightly carried by Chen Zun, as if he was going to fight with Meng Chuan in close quarters.

Meng Chuan also hooked his fingers, the Vientiane Golden Wheel was suspended in the palm of his hand, and the last palm was slapped out, and the Vientiane Golden Wheel seemed to be a continuation of Meng Chuan's body, attacking Chen Zun with great momentum.

The place where the two of them fought was an earth-shattering sound, and a casual sword intent was enough to tear apart a grandmaster-level powerhouse.

Chen Zun also became more and more frightened the more he fought, because he thought that Meng Chuan was so young, even if he had some chances to become a psychic, most of them were just half-hangers, killing Wu Chen was nothing at all, and he would definitely be beaten when he met a real psychic.

And his strength among the psychics is also considered to be superior, and the young psychic is not easy to deal with?

Now it seems that the opponent's strength is amazing, and his blood is very strong, and he already has such strength before he uses the famous sword of the Sang Kingdom to suppress the demons, and once he takes out the blade, he is afraid that it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Frightened, Chen Zun decided not to retain his strength anymore, and two spirit swords in one palm were suspended in front of him, and then two turned into four, four turned into eight, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of spirit swords flew beside him, dazzling.

"Thousand Sword Technique, Sword Breaking Style!"

Thousands of spirit sword phantoms were constantly arranged and combined, forming one extremely complex formation after another, each of which contained supreme killing intent, even a psychic person should be afraid of it.

These formations were connected to each other, and a huge spirit sword phantom was combined in the air. And Chen Zun's position was at the hilt of the sword, and it seemed that he was the one wielding this spirit sword.

"I will slay you with this sword!"

He swung his giant sword towards Meng Chuan and slashed at his head without hesitation, and suddenly the heavens and the earth darkened.

A blow at the level of a psychic communicates the power of heaven and earth and connects with the world

The echo of the avenue is enough to destroy all things in this world.

Looking at the spirit sword phantom exhibition, Meng Chuan's expression was very reluctant, and he waved his hand quickly, and Wanxiang Jinlun was summoned back.

The last sword with a simple style and restrained aura appeared in his hand - Chunjun.

Meng Chuan knew that Chen Zun had always retained his strength when he fought with him just now, and now this sword could be regarded as allowing him to show his true ability.

Meng Chuan deliberately did this, just to use Chen Zun to test the sword and see how powerful Chunjun was.

Otherwise, even though the land of China is vast, it is not easy to find a psychic to test the sword.

Meng Chuan pulled out the pure jun and urged it with his blood, the sword body was originally low-key and restrained, but suddenly it exuded a surging coercion, like an emperor who dominates the world.

This Chunjun was once the personal object of King Goujian of Yue, and he has long been impregnated with the breath of a prince, looking down on the world's famous swords like an emperor in a sword.

But whenever the spirit sword encounters Chunjun, it seems that it will be suppressed, so that it will not be able to exert its true power. Chunjun is also the only spirit sword that Ye Tong has not fully comprehended his sword intent after several days of comprehension.

Therefore, as soon as Chunjun made a move, the power of the sword array cast by Chen Zun seemed to have been reduced by half. I don't know if it's because Chen Zun's sword array was suppressed, or if compared to Chunjun, the two spirit swords he used were not worth mentioning at all.

Meng Chuan didn't have any bells and whistles in his sword moves, he just swept Chun Jun horizontally towards Chen Zun in a devastating manner.

A sword light was fleeting, sliding past Chen Zun's giant sword phantom and himself.

Immediately, the phantom of its giant sword shattered, and the huge spiritual power dissipated into the air without any waves.

At the same time, blood gushed out from Chen Zun's waist, and his whole body fell like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground.

The power of this pure jun is no less than that of demon suppression.

This is Meng Chuan's evaluation of Chunjun.

Compared with the two swords, the demon suppression is sharper, which is incomparable to Chunjun, but Chunjun itself has a kind of aura of a king in the sword, and it seems that other spirit swords can't exert their due power when they meet it.

But any master who uses a sword will suffer a loss when he encounters Chunjun, and this characteristic is also very rare for other spirit swords to have.

Anyway, I am still quite satisfied with this pure Jun Meng Chuan. In this way, his left hand is pure, his right hand is to suppress demons, and the five Vientiane Golden Wheels are assisted by the side, and he has two major killing moves, Ji Ding and Liang Ding. With this kind of combat power, Meng Chuan, who meets his mother-in-law with a grimace again, is also confident that he will not be as embarrassed as last time.

"Let's go and see how that Wu Wuji's apprentice is doing, although the two spirit swords he used just now are not very good, they seem to have something special, but they can be used by the little boy to observe the sword intent. Meng Chuan muttered, put away the Chunjun in his hand, and then came to the place where Chen Zun fell.

However, Chen Zun's body was not found here, and instead it was a wooden stake villain.

There was an extremely complex inscription formation engraved on the stake, and Meng Chuan picked it up and knew at a glance that this seemed to be a very precious magic weapon, and it should have been handed down from the Fengshen period.

This kind of magic weapon is called a substitute puppet, and as the name suggests, it can die once in place of the owner.

It is rumored that refining it requires a cat demon with more than five hundred years of mana as a guide, supplemented by the blood flower mahogany that is now unfound, plus complex inscriptions to refine it.

Cats are born with nine lives, and this puppet can group these nine lives into one and attach them to the owner of the artifact.

Once the owner of the artifact is seriously injured to death, the puppet will be activated, take the blow on behalf of the master, and use the teleportation formation it carries to send the master away.

This kind of magic weapon is very precious even during the god period, and only a few important people can wear it in the god war, so as not to die in battle.

I really didn't expect that just Chen Zun would also have such a precious magic weapon.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but regret it, he knew that he should have been captured alive, and it would be better to search for the dead puppet, whether it was for his mother or Ye Tong to use it, than to waste it like this.

Chen Zun's body had been teleported to a hundred miles away at this time, and Meng Chuan could naturally chase it if he wanted to, but Meng Chuan didn't want to waste this time.

This time, it should be a lesson to the other party, if you can make the other party retreat from the difficulty, stop pestering yourself, and solve a trouble.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, Chen Zun caressed his blood-flowing abdomen and fled quickly in the direction of Wuzhen, for fear that Meng Chuan would catch up.