Under the control of Tang Chen's spiritual sense, the Qingguang Sword seemed to have life, and it could attack independently, and just when Wu Haishan had just stopped the rhythm of the attack, it conjured a ten-zhang sword ray, stabbing Wu Haishan's heart like lightning.

"What kind of martial arts is this, and why is it so weird?"

Wu Haishan was shocked, the ghost claw in his hand was quickly across his chest, and the true yuan was released in an instant, just as the attack of the blue light sword had just arrived, and the domineering and incomparable crashed into the body of the ghost claw, making a piercing sound of gold and iron colliding.

The two terrifying energies instantly disintegrated and surged around, Wu Haishan was directly shocked and flew away, while the Qingguang Sword was bounced away by the anti-shock force and returned to Tang Chen's hands.

Soon, the two fought together again.

Although Wu Haishan has a low heart, his strength is indeed very strong, if it weren't for Tang Chen's many means, I'm afraid he wouldn't be an opponent.

The battle gradually turned from the skill battle at the beginning to the battle of attack power, and in the end, the consumption of the two was huge, and they entered psychological warfare, that is, whoever has a stable mentality now can hold on to the end.

Undoubtedly, Wu Haishan's impetuous mentality made him lose control of victory, but Tang Chen's perseverance made him slowly grasp the opportunity to win.

Both of them are in a state of extreme exhaustion, and the consumption of the true element is huge.

Tang Chen's eyes were as sharp as a sword, he guessed the other party's situation, the same as himself, but he still had the advantage in his body, even if he didn't use Zhenyuan, he could win, and even kill Wu Haishan.

Tang Chen mobilized the remaining bit of True Yuan, and the Qingguang Sword flew in his hand again, turning into a dragon-shaped sword qi and blasting out towards Wu Haishan.

Wu Haishan was shocked, frantically using the power of the True Yuan and the bloodline, concentrating on the ghost claws, and striking at the Qing Light Sword that was killed.

Due to the huge consumption, this collision between the two did not stir up much movement.

After the blow, Tang Chen retreated five zhang and fell to the ground, his expression did not change much, while Wu Haishan also regressed five zhang and landed on the ground, but his face was a little pale and his body was a little shaky.

"Good chance!"

When Tang Chen saw it, he was overjoyed, the other party's true yuan was exhausted, and he was obviously unable to make a powerful attack, this was still a rare opportunity.

Tang Chen's figure moved instantly, rushing towards Wu Haishan.

The Qingguang Sword was accompanied by the artistic conception of killing, as if the killing god had descended into the world, and at this time, Wu Haishan's eyes flashed with a trace of fear.

He's scared!

Indeed, his true yuan had been exhausted, and the power of his bloodline could not support him in battle, at this time, Tang Chen's momentum, although it was not as good as before, but that kind of killing intent like a tide made his heart palpitate.

He immediately stepped back, his body and mind were a little unstable, and Tang Chen's speed was very fast, and he rushed in front of him in a few breaths, and the blue light sword stabbed out at him.

Wu Haishan was anxious, and immediately put the ghost claw on his chest to resist the attack of the blue light sword.

Sonor!

The sound of gold and iron, Wu Haishan's swaying figure was knocked away for nearly ten zhang, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the ghost claws also took off his hands and fell in front of him, his two hands trembling, obviously numbed by Tang Chen's terrifying power.

However, he had forgotten about the pain in his wrist, and instead looked at Tang Chen, who was walking briskly in the distance, and was shocked.

Sure enough, when Tang Chen was a foot away from Wuhai Mountain, the Qingguang Sword provoked again.

Boom Boom!

At this moment, the entire holy mountain trembled, and the Tongtian platform let out a roar, and a white light flashed.

The white-clothed young man on the ground was instantly bounced away, and the whole person lay on the ground, extremely embarrassed.

Failed!

The young man in white failed to climb the stairs!

All the people watching the battle were shocked by this movement, including Tang Chen, who was about to make a move, and he didn't know what was going on until the young man in white was bounced away.

Immediately, Tang Chen turned around, only to find that Wu Haishan had taken this opportunity to avoid himself far away and take some pills.

Tang Chen's expression was stunned, and then he was relieved, because of this sudden situation, let Wu Haishan, a nasty alien race, escape, he was naturally unhappy in his heart.

But thinking of Wu Haishan's own strength and temperament, Tang Chen calmed down, such a person is not worthy of being his opponent, so he should not be afraid.

Then, Tang Chen ignored the other party and turned around and walked directly to the side of Jie Nian, with a calm expression.

Wu Haishan immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Tang Chen didn't plan to kill him anymore, and then his face became gloomy, and his eyes were full of endless resentment.

"I must avenge this revenge!" he stared at Tang Chen in the distance, roaring in his heart.

Those who watched Tang Chen's battle looked strange, and they didn't know how to greet Tang Chen, after all, it was a good thing to be able to meet such a genius and powerhouse.

Except for the blood shadow nodding at Tang Chen, Shi Yan's face was still calm, only the precept was the most familiar with Tang Chen, revealing a faint smile: "Amitabha! Donor Tang Chen, I didn't expect your physical strength to be so strong!"

"Daoist friends praise it!" Tang Chen arched his hand at the precepts.

"The donor is modest, what the poor monk said is true, the donor's body is already comparable to the best spiritual weapon!"

Tang Chen shook his head: "It would be nice if it was comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon, although my physical body at this time is strong, it will still be injured." ”

After saying that, Tang Chen looked at the Tongtiantai and found that the Tongtiantai was as quiet as ever.

At this time, no one paid attention to the young man in white, he was still struggling to support him, and it seemed that he would collapse at any time.

Beads of sweat fell, dripping on the stone steps, evaporating instantly, his breath was a little disordered, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to go further, but it backfired, he couldn't move an inch at all.

"Everything is based on the will of heaven, if he is lucky, even if he has the strength of Tongtian, he may not be able to climb to Tongtiantai!"

Jienian shook his head, pointed to the stele forest in the distance and the whirlpools in the sky, and said with a solemn face: "Those are the geniuses of all races, their strength is about to reach the legendary realm, but it is still inevitable to die, leaving their luck here!"

Hearing the words of the precept, Tang Chen's heart was shocked: "Fellow Daoist, you said that those whirlpools are the luck of those predecessors?"

"Yes, these whirlpools are their obsessions and luck to maintain the immortality of the Holy Mountain for hundreds of millions of years and the long-term operation of the Heavenly Terrace!"

Tang Chen was silent, originally he thought that it was formed by the undead spirits of the predecessors who came here, but it had never been like this.

After a short break, Zhenyuan recovered a little, and then turned around and found that there were five more people on the field, except for one of the young men with a gloomy face who seemed to be a little disdainful of him, the others did not say anything, it seems that he failed to ascend the ladder this time, and everyone did not feel defeated.

Indeed, it is already very rare to climb the ground steps with the Tianyuan Realm.

(End of chapter)