"Mr. Chen!"

Han Dongyang, Ji Wuya and others exclaimed.

Wei Wuyan also discovered the situation here, and when he saw Chen Wangbei rising directly into the sky, his whole person was instantly shocked!

What is he going to do!

"Senior brother, that man seems to be going to destroy that big array alone!"

The little junior sister was stunned and said, and then said angrily: "It's all this time, and you still want to be a hero!"

Wei Wuyan frowned, his eyes staring at Chen Wangbei's back.

At this time, all the eyes of everyone in the audience were attracted by Chen Wangbei for a while.

In mid-air, the white-clothed old man also discovered Chen Wangbei, and when he saw that it was this kid again, the sword blade suddenly shook, and in an instant, all the thirty-six sword slaves flew towards Chen Wangbei, and at the same time, it was accompanied by the torrent of sword qi.

"Iron Body!"

At this time, Chen Wangbei naturally didn't dare to hold it up, and directly performed the companion exercise iron body technique in the first form of the Taiqing Immortal Body Technique.

At the moment when his iron body technique appeared, the thirty-six sword slaves and the torrent of sword qi directly hit Dao Chen Wangbei's body, instantly submerging him.

"Mr. Chen!"

Below, Ji Wuya and the others were furious.

Wei Wuyan's eyes also shook fiercely, and then he shook his head: "Brother Chen is too big, this kind of offensive, even a first-grade grandmaster would not dare to be so reckless." ”

But who knows, just when everyone thought that Chen Wangbei would definitely die.

Suddenly, a silver light appeared!

Bang!

Dozens of metal crashes rang out.

In the next second, the thirty-six sword slaves flew out directly upside down, and even those sword qi torrents were also wiped out in an instant.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was shocked.

When they saw a shining silver figure in mid-air, their eyes widened.

"That's Mr. Chen?!"

At this time, Gu Lu suddenly snorted.

Everyone was stunned, looked at it, and found that it was really Chen Wangbei.

"Mr. Chen is not dead, not dead!"

Martial Arts Association cheers here!

Wei Wuyan was dumbfounded.

Han Dongyang also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the silver light shining in mid-air Chen Wangbei, and said secretly in his heart: "Is this a body refining technique?"

In mid-air, Chen Wangbei's upper body was ** at this time, his sturdy muscles were exposed, and his shirt had already been torn to pieces by the torrent of sword qi just now.

"The Iron Body Technique really lives up to its reputation. ”

Chen Wangbei looked down at his own King Kong-like body and nodded with satisfaction.

Not far away, the old man in white was also stunned when he saw Chen Wangbei, who suddenly burst out, and then pointed at Chen Wangbei with a sword: "Kill!"

This sentence was like a magic sound, and the thirty-six sword slaves, who were already crumbling, instantly erupted again.

"It's just in time, just try to see how much damage my iron body technique can withstand!"

The corners of Chen Wangbei's mouth lifted, not advancing but retreating, and collided with the thirty-six sword slaves in an instant.

The thirty-six sword slaves are comparable to the powerhouses of the first-grade grandmasters, but Chen Wangbei is the pinnacle of military generals.

There is no doubt that as soon as Chen Wangbei went up, he was beaten around like a human target, if it weren't for the iron body technique to resist ninety percent of the damage, it is estimated that Chen Wangbei would have died on the spot at this time!

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Chen Wangbei withdrew unscathed.

Although the thirty-six sword slaves were fine, the remnants of the swords in their hands were even more tattered.

On the opposite side, the white-haired old man stared at Chen Wangbei with his eyes, and after a while, he took down the thirty-six sword slaves with a wave of his long sleeves, and came to Chen Wangbei in an instant with one step.

His voice was hoarse, "Who are you?"

"Chen Wangbei. ”

Chen Wangbei only felt a stagnation in his chest, and replied after thinking about it.

"You're not from here. ”

The white-haired old man looked at Chen Wangbei with a dead gaze.

"I really don't belong here, and if I'm offended, we'll step back. ”

Chen Wangbei looked at the old monster in front of him, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Huh. ”

But the old monster smiled, then looked at Chen Wangbei and said, "What a familiar breath, you are an immortal art?"

Chen Wangbei paused, then looked at the old monster, and finally nodded: "That's right." ”

"Immortal arts, I didn't expect that thousands of years later, there are still people who can obtain immortal arts. ”

The old monster suddenly smiled, and then waved his hand: "You go, don't come in the future." ”

Chen Wangbei was stunned, but he didn't expect this old monster to let himself go.

So he couldn't help but wonder, "Why? Won't you kill me?"

"Kill you? ”

The old monster's scarlet eyes flashed a hint of shrewdness, and then he sneered, and after a while, he waved his palm and fanned Chen Wangbei away: "Get out!"

In an instant, Chen Wangbei flew thousands of meters upside down.

If it weren't for the Iron Body Technique, it is estimated that Chen Wangbei would be enough to drink a pot with this palm.

After stabilizing his body, Chen Wangbei only felt that his blood was surging, although this old monster was no longer at the peak of the year, but it was definitely not something that Chen Wangbei could compete with at this moment.

After suppressing the tumbling qi and blood, Chen Wangbei took a deep look at the old monster, then flew to the ground and said to Ji Wuya and the others: "Go!"

"Mr. Chen......"

"Let's go!"

But Chen Wangbei roared again.

Ji Wuya paused, then nodded honestly, turned around and walked down the mountain, and the barrier that was originally blocked by the flight was also automatically opened at this time.

Buzzing!

But at the moment when Chen Wangbei and the others just turned their heads away.

Who knew that there was a tremor in this palace again.

In mid-air, the old monster's eyes suddenly changed, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Sword fetus...... The sword fetus was born again?"

This sudden scene made everyone stunned again.

Boom!

At this moment, the giant sword that had been standing in the middle of the square suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom figure of a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stood in mid-air.

When the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi appeared.

Wow!

I saw that the old monster suddenly knelt down.

The thirty-six sword slaves behind him also knelt down in unison.

Looking at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, his scarlet gaze slowly returned to normal from red, and his tone was slightly excited: "Ancestor ......"

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was gentle and elegant, with his hands behind his back, and asked in an ethereal voice.

"Sinner, the one hundred and thirty-second sect master of the Sword King Sect is lonely and unpretentious, knock on the ancestor!"

"Lonely and unpretentious. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi nodded, then glanced at the dilapidated ruins of the Sword King Sect around him, and smiled with emotion: "Get up, the Sword King Sect has existed for so long, and I don't blame you." ”

"Ancestors...... It's the disciple's incompetence that failed to protect the Sword King Sect ......"

The old monster, who was still magnificent, suddenly choked up like a child after seeing this middle-aged man in Tsing Yi at this moment.

"Hehe, in the dark, these are all fates, how can there be a sect that will never fall in the rolling red dust? The Sword King Sect has existed in the world for five thousand years, and this seat is already very satisfied. ”

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, and then waved his robe to help Dugu Wuhua and the thirty-six sword slaves up.

The moment they got up, Dugu Wuhua and the thirty-six sword slaves suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes, and the original hideous old faces slowly stretched out, and finally returned to the appearance of a normal person.

And the thirty-six sword slaves, the shroud on their bodies also slowly fell off, and slowly, young faces appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"This ...... This is?"

The people below were shocked again.

Chen Wangbei looked at the scene in mid-air and shook his head, and then said, "Their obsession is gone......"

"Obsession gone?"

Everyone was slightly stunned.

"Little friend, can you come forward and talk about it?"

At this time, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in mid-air suddenly looked at Chen Wangbei and said with a faint smile.

This abrupt scene made everyone's eyes look at Chen Wangbei again, Ji Wuya and Han Dongyang hurriedly shook their heads: "Mr. Chen, don't ......"

Chen Wangbei was also stunned for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, I didn't feel malice in him." ”

After speaking, Chen Wangbei threw a reassuring smile at the crowd, and then flew to the opposite side of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi on tiptoe.

"I wonder what my predecessors called me?"

Chen Wangbei hugged the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

"Senior, I don't dare to be, hehehe......" Who knew that the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, and then leaned over to Chen Wangbei's side, and chuckled: "Peerless Immortal Monarch, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't think you were actually dead." ”

As soon as the words of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi fell, Chen Wangbei, who was originally smiling, was stunned, and then looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you?

"Me?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi shook his head with a smile, and then said with a smile: "The Peerless Immortal Monarch is really a noble person who forgets things, have you forgotten that when you were still cultivating as a god, you still stayed in my Sword God Sect?"

"You...... Are you the sword god Chu Changhe?"

Chen Wangbei's eyes were full of incredulity.

"That's right, I've seen the Peerless Immortal Monarch in Xia Chu Changhe, so forget the name of the Sword God. ”

Chu Changhe smiled faintly, and then hugged Chen Wangbei.

"Are you really Chu Changhe?"

Chen Wangbei couldn't believe it.

"It's like a fake. ”

Chu Changhe smiled and nodded.

"When did you die?"

Chen Wangbei touched his soul-like body and asked curiously.

"Dead ......" Chu Changhe paused, then looked at Chen Wangbei and said: "Peerless Immortal Monarch, this seat is also at the level of Immortal Monarch now, isn't it allowed to have a clone in the Nether?"

"So you're a doppelganger. ”

Chen Wangbei suddenly realized that after a long time, he actually forgot about these.

"That's right, Peerless Immortal Monarch, since you disappeared for no reason, the cultivation realm has been in chaos in the world. ”

Chu Changhe smiled faintly, and then said.

"Where to start?"

Chen Wangbei asked with a frown.

"Wushuang Immortal Monarch doesn't know, since you disappeared for a thousand years, your Wushuang Domain was completely captured by the Jiuli tribe, and Jiuli Immortal Jun wantonly slaughtered your people, if it weren't for Qingyan Immortal Jun to pay one or two, I'm afraid your Wushuang Palace would also be captured by Jiuli. ”

When Chu Changhe said this, his eyes cautiously glanced at Chen Wangbei.

"What? The Jiuli tribe has captured my Peerless Domain?"

When Chen Wangbei heard this, he was immediately furious, and his eyes suddenly looked at Chu Changhe and asked, "Who gave him the guts?"

"Peerless Immortal Monarch, don't be angry, you still don't know anything about the things in the cultivation realm now, in fact, the current cultivation realm is no longer the cultivation realm of the past, and the current cultivation realm is in dire straits. ”

Speaking of this, Chu Changhe's expression was also gloomy.