"Sect Master!"

Everyone in the Purple Sun Sect had also focused their attention on the battle between Old Ancestor and Duan Qingcang before, and they didn't expect Cui Minghui to run to attack Xiao Chen.

Unexpectedly, Cui Minghui, who has the cultivation of the legendary realm, failed to sneak attack, but was cut off by Xiao Chen's legs with a wave of his hand and became a waste.

That's a legendary realm, not a cabbage, how can it be so wasted?

Could it really be as previously guessed, Xiao Chen's strength is still above Duan Qingcang?

"Qinglong?"

Compared with others who cared about Cui Minghui's situation, the Ancestor of the Ziyang Sect cared more about Xiao Chen's address to Duan Qingcang.

Although he didn't know what the specific meaning of the title Qinglong was, he vaguely realized that things were not pure.

The relationship between Duan Qingcang and Xiao Chen is by no means ordinary.

"You want to do it yourself?" Duan Qingcang's originally high interest gradually calmed down, fell from the sky, and came to Xiao Chen.

"I know you can win him, but you have a grudge with the Ziyang Sect, and now it is a grudge between me and the Ziyang Sect, and it should be up to me to take action. Xiao Chen said lightly.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, I also want to see where the bottom limit of your strength is!" Duan Qingcang said seriously.

The last time he fought Xiao Chen, although it was a draw, he knew that Xiao Chen didn't do his best.

He vaguely felt that Xiao Chen's strength was above him, but he couldn't figure out where the limit of Xiao Chen's strength was.

"I'm afraid it's not so easy for you to see!"

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, and then took a step into the air and came to the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor.

"Are you sure you want to fight me alone?" the Purple Sun Sect Ancestor stared at Xiao Chen with a cloudy expression.

After all, Xiao Chen is too young, which really makes it difficult for a living fossil-like character like him to regard Xiao Chen as a strong enemy of life and death.

"Look down on me?" Xiao Chen said lightly, "You must know that you are now fighting for the life and death of the Purple Yang Sect!"

"You're right!" the Purple Sun Sect Ancestor said with a serious expression, "No matter who the opponent is, I can't lose this battle, and I must go all out." ”

"Very good!" Xiao Chen's white-clothed peerless eyes said lightly, "If you can make me take a step back, you can save the Ziyang Sect!"

"Bastard!"

The Purple Yang Sect Ancestor was instantly furious.

Let him take a step back, and he will be able to keep the Ziyang Sect?

How can there be such a humiliating person?

His cultivation in the late stage of the legendary realm, can't he force Xiao Chen back a single step?

"Since you are so big, then remember your promise!"

The ancestor of the Ziyang Sect knew that there was not much time, and he didn't want to have a verbal dispute with Xiao Chen, so raising his hand was a perfect style.

"Eight Desolations and Six Combinations, Disillusionment Palm!"

With a palm in the air, the force penetrated the void, and the palm strength was like a collapsing dragon, swallowing thousands of miles, rushing towards Xiao Chen, who was as small as an ant.

But seeing Xiao Chen standing with his hands in his hands, hunting in white, facing the dragon with his palm, he did not dodge or dodge.

Then, step forward, step into the void.

Rumble!

As soon as the palm dragon rushed in front of Xiao Chen, it was shattered by the powerful momentum, and it was shattered inch by inch.

"What?" the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor's expression changed, and his heart was extremely shocked.

He believed that even if Duan Qingcang faced this palm, he would definitely avoid it, or use all his strength to resist, and he didn't dare to be careless.

However, Xiao Chen actually took a step in the void and used the power of spatial shock to disperse his palm strength?

"This is your determination to protect the Purple Yang Sect?" Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "Too bad!"

The Purple Yang Sect Ancestor's expression gradually calmed down.

He finally knew that the young man in front of him couldn't be looked at with common sense, and he had to show a more serious attitude than against Duan Qingcang.

"Then come again!"

With a loud drink, the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor was surrounded by dense invisible sword qi.

These sword qi are protective sword qi, hidden and not released, but when they are really fighting or being attacked, they will take the initiative to protect the master, forming the most powerful attack and defense.

At first glance!

The figure of the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor moved sideways in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Xiao Chen in an instant, and punched out.

This punch was extremely terrifying, not only carrying unparalleled fist strength, but also mixed with the sword intent of guardianship.

The dual combination of fist strength and sword intent creates the strongest oppression.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows lightly, and also punched out.

Compared to the terrifying fist of the Ancestor of the Ziyang Sect mixed with the sword intent, Xiao Chen's punch seemed very mediocre.

However, the true self is brewing in the ordinary, whether it is the strength of the fist or the sword intent of the guardian, it is useless in the face of this ordinary punch.

Peng!

The fists were shocked, but it was the ancestor of the Ziyang Sect who was inferior and was sent flying, while Xiao Chen stood in place, not moving at all.

"It's not easy!"

The Purple Yang Sect Ancestor who was sent flying hovered in the air, and rushed towards Xiao Chen again.

"Fist Swing!"

With a dozen punches in a row, countless fist shadows enveloped Xiao Chen and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

"Useless tricks, no matter how many times you use them, it's in vain!"

With a sneer, Xiao Chen faced the oppressive fist shadow, not only did not retreat, but instead faced it.

The fist shadow was dense, and there was almost no gap, but Xiao Chen easily stepped out of the fist shadow shroud, without a trace of damage.

He came to the ancestor of the Ziyang Sect and slapped it with one palm.

Peng!

Although the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor resisted somewhat, he was still shocked by the terrifying force, and he slid in the air for more than a dozen zhang before he stabilized his body.

"How can it be so powerful?"

The Purple Yang Sect Ancestor began to gasp, knowing that the situation was not good.

Xiao Chen's strength was unexpected, and he seemed to be about to reach his limit.

Can't put it off any longer!

"Disciples of the Purple Sun Sect, help me!"

As soon as he drank heavily, the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor erupted with a world-shattering sword intent.

Suddenly, the swords in the hands of nearly a thousand Ziyang Sect disciples below buzzed and trembled, as if they were affected by this sword intent.

"Let's help the ancestor retreat from the enemy!"

The disciples of the Purple Sun Sect reacted, pulled out the swords in their hands one after another, and ran towards the sky.

Sonor!

Sonor!

Sonor!

For a while, thousands of iron swords flew into the air, gathering around the Purple Yang Sect Ancestor, controlled by it, which was very spectacular.

"Gotta win!"

"The Ancestor will win, the Purple Yang Sect will win!"

At this moment, the disciples of the Ziyang Sect were united, and the cohesion was unprecedentedly huge, and the mighty power shook the heavens and the earth.

The Purple Sun Sect Ancestor was also infected, and at this ultimate moment, he burst out with power beyond the limit.

"This is a move to condense the faith of our Purple Yang Sect, you will definitely be defeated!"

The ancestor of the Ziyang Sect drank wildly, and he made a thousand swords and ten thousand swords, and it was the belief of all the people of the Ziyang Sect.

"Ten thousand swords are one, the way of heaven shines Ziyang!"

The ultimate move of fusing beliefs, panicking Tianwei, made Duan Qingcang, Xiao Yingxue, Cao Yanxue and others all change color.

This move completely surpassed the limit of the Purple Yang Sect's ancestor's own strength!

Above the sky, seeing that ten thousand swords were rushing towards him, Xiao Chen, as before, was always light and light, and did not change his color.

"Perfect move, alas...... Heavenly Dao will not really favor you Purple Yang Sect!"

Between the light, I saw Xiao Chenyun polarizing the emperor's immortal trick and reproducing the supreme supernatural power.

"There is no way for the emperor!"

Suddenly, a black hole appears.

Let the ten thousand swords be so powerful, and let the belief of the Ziyang Sect be so condensed.

Before the black hole, there is only annihilation!

(End of chapter)