The middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen and Xiao Ling on the other side, his face was indifferent, his eyes were deep, but the moment he looked at Jian Chen, a trace of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, he didn't expect that in addition to the Xiao Ling he met at the beginning, there was actually a strong man with strength comparable to the source realm in this realm, and he didn't expect that this person would also step into the realm of swordsmanship, although the realm was lower than his own, only he knew in his heart how difficult it was to step into the realm of swordsmanship.

Even in the Holy Abandonment Realm, there are countless strong people who use swords, and many of them have stepped into the Source Realm, but without exception, none of them have stepped into the way of the sword.

What's more, the person in front of him who has comprehended the realm of kendo is still in this world where there is no longer the power of the origin, and the powerhouses of the origin realm are extremely rare.

Immediately, the middle-aged man's eyes looked at the huge planet under his feet, staring in the direction of the Tianyuan Continent, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he muttered in a low voice: "I misestimated the strength of your side. ”

"Who are you?" Jian Chen asked in a deep voice, although he had already seen that the person on the other side was not his true body, but just a force and a primordial spirit, but even so, the other party brought him a mountain of pressure. If the other party is really close, what a terrible opponent will it be?

"You can call me the King of the Holy Spirit. The middle-aged man said in a flat tone.

Jian Chen's heart froze, and he said, "Holy Spirit King, the ruler of the Holy Forsaken Realm, it is indeed you. But this world is ours, not where you should be. ”

"This is a place we have to come and no one can stop it. The Spirit King's tone was still flat, but it revealed a strong determination.

Jian Chen's eyes were cold, although the other party's strength was a little scary, but after all, it was not the deity himself, he was fearless, and said coldly: "Since this is the case, then we have to fight." ”

Jian Chen's grip on the Ziying Sword was tightened, and the earth-shattering sword qi was condensed around his body, emitting a dazzling white light that enveloped his whole body, making this void vibrate violently, and the Ziying Sword erupted with an unprecedentedly strong light, oscillating out terrifying energy fluctuations, and then Jian Chen's body seemed to transform into a sword, and the human sword was one, turning into a purple ray and stabbing at the Holy Spirit King at lightning speed.

He didn't keep his hand, this blow was already sent by him with all his might, whether it was the power of the fourth layer of chaos or the realm of the sword path was exerted to the extreme, the amplitude of the chaotic power through the guò purple sword became more powerful, and the power of the sword was doubled, and the power of this blow of Ling had far exceeded the realm of the Holy Emperor, reaching the attack strength of the powerhouse of the source realm.

The purple mang broke through the sky, the void shattered, and a huge void crack hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters wide was cut, the power of the sword dust was too strong, if it hit the Tian Yuan Continent, it could even cut off a small piece of the Tian Yuan Continent.

The Holy Spirit King was as immobile as a mountain, calm and calm, with an incomparably strong self-confidence in his body, and his majestic body seemed to have become incomparably taller, capable of holding up a piece of heaven and earth on his own.

He held the Liuyun Sword in his right hand, the black light on the Liuyun Sword shone, and an extremely powerful force was stored in the Liuyun Sword, and then shot at the oncoming Ziying Sword with the most basic straight stabbing point.

This is the most basic straight stab of ordinary swordsmanship, but this blow in the hands of the Holy Spirit King shows extraordinary power, a simple straight stab, but it contains a supreme supernatural power, making this blow not as simple as it seems, implying the power of heaven and earth, and integrating with the Tao.

"Boom!"

The tips of the Liuyun Sword and the Ziying Sword slammed together, and a deafening roar suddenly erupted, and the aftermath of the extremely strong energy turned into a terrifying energy storm that swept in all directions, making the void tremble and the stars darkened.

The momentum of the Ziying Sword's forward rush came to an abrupt halt, and Jian Chen's figure was also revealed, and he was shrouded in the purple light emitted by the Ziying Sword, looking as if he had become one with the Ziying Sword.

The Ziying Sword and the Liuyun Sword were not separated, the tips of the two divine swords touched, and they froze in the void, and huge energy was vented from the two divine swords, wanting to compete with each other.

With the competition of energy, the space there began to shatter, and at the tips of the two divine swords, there was even a black hole, which was expanding rapidly, and the energy aftermath generated by the competition between the two divine swords entered this black hole and disappeared.

Jian Chen and the Holy Spirit King were at a stalemate like this, although the Holy Spirit King had the strength of the Origin Realm, but this time he did not come to the deity, leaving only a force in the Liuyun Sword, and his strength could not be fully exerted at all.

At this time, Xiao Ling also made a move, she suppressed the timidity in her heart, and quietly appeared behind the Holy Spirit King, raised her small fist and smashed it hard, and as soon as the fist was hit, the surrounding void collapsed. The power of Xiao Ling's punch is too strong, and it is even better than Jian Chen's blow.

The Holy Spirit King was not flustered, and in an instant, a powerful sword aura condensed from his left hand, emitting a dazzling white light, illuminating the surrounding void.

This is the sword qi he used to display in the realm of swordsmanship, it is not simply the transformation of energy, but the condensation of rules, which is much stronger than the sword qi displayed by sword dust.

The Holy Spirit King didn't look back, and slashed backwards with the sword in his left hand like lightning, forcing Xiao Ling to withdraw his fist and resist the attack of the sword qi instead.

"Bump!" With a dull sound, the sword qi dissipated, and Xiao Ling successfully blocked the Holy Spirit King's blow, but she was also forced back several kilometers away.

"It's amazing!" Xiao Ling let out a burst of exclamation, those innocent eyes were full of disbelief, her strength had reached the realm of returning to the source, but before the Holy Spirit King himself arrived, just a clone of energy condensation forced her back.

"Break!" The Holy Spirit King snorted, his arm shook suddenly, and suddenly a powerful force burst out from within the Liuyun Sword, instantly breaking the balance of the Ziying Sword, completely suppressing the sword dust in an instant, and flying the sword dust far away with the sword shock.

Jian Chen's expression became more solemn than ever, the strength of the Holy Spirit King was far beyond his expectations, he didn't expect even a clone to become so powerful.

Jian Chen's body stabilized in the distance, his hand pinched the sword technique, and his hands quickly changed all kinds of cumbersome handprints, and then shouted: "A sword splits the sky!" In an instant, the Ziying Sword turned into a divine sword that was a hundred meters long, and the purple sword qi rose, slashing towards the Holy Spirit King like lightning.

This is one of the sword techniques that the Ziying Sword Spirit taught to Jian Chen, although it is considered a foundation in the eyes of the Ziqing Sword Spirit, but at this moment, when Jian Chen's performance is displayed, it can burst out with a power that surpasses his own strength, just like a Saint King casting a Saint Rank Battle Skill, which can severely damage the Saint Emperor powerhouse.

Moreover, the power of this sword technique is much, much more powerful than the Holy Rank Battle Technique.

The Holy Spirit King's gaze froze, he had been locked in his breath, and he couldn't dodge it at all, he could only resist hard, and in the process of slashing down with the Ziying Sword, he felt as if his body was imprisoned by a mysterious force, and it became heavy as a mountain.

"This is the Sword Domain!" the Holy Spirit King muttered, his eyes flashed, but he didn't have the slightest fear, but instead fought with a fighting intent and shouted: "Breaking the boundary!" The Liuyun Sword didn't burst out with much power, only to see it flash with black light, click on the void, and instantly crush the invisible force that bound him.

"Broken Sword!" The Holy Spirit King shouted again, holding the Flowing Cloud Sword and rushing directly towards the hundred-meter-sized Ziying Sword, and there was a strange power circulating on the Liuyun Sword, pointing on the Ziying Sword.

"Ding!" With a crisp resonant sound, Jian Chen's sword slashing the sky and bursting out of the power suddenly began to weaken rapidly, and in a moment, the Ziying Sword returned to its normal state and flew back into his hand.