Away from the vegetable garden, Chen Yanzhi suddenly turned back, killed the horse pistol, and stabbed the golden cymbal king with a sword.

This blow caught the king off guard.

On the tip of Chen Yanzhi's sword, there was a milky white light, which was the aura that condensed into sword qi.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King has already cultivated into a primordial god, and the demonic power of his body has been transformed into mana. But no matter how thoroughly his mana was transformed, it still had a cold attribute.

Chen Yanzhi could only use Haoran righteousness to restrain him.

Chen Yanzhi held a long sword in his hand and pierced the eyebrows of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

This sword is like a stroke of genius.

Even if the Golden Cymbal Dharma King was experienced in a hundred battles, he was scared into a cold sweat.

Narrowly avoiding the attack of the long sword, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King said with a gloomy face: "Chen Yanzhi, you really have some ability. Your swordsmanship cultivation is the most outstanding among the human warriors I have ever met. ”

Chen Yanzhi smiled slightly. Didn't speak.

Chen Yanzhi let go of the long sword in his hand. The long sword turned into a tiny flying sword and flew around them. Chen Yanzhi didn't have a special flying sword technique, but he felt that the flying sword was actually similar to a hidden weapon. The hidden weapon naturally has to be more secretive, so that the attack can achieve a surprise effect.

Without the long sword in hand, Chen Yanzhi's combat effectiveness did not decrease too much.

Chen Yanzhi found the right moment and threw a punch.

When the cultivation of boxing has reached the level of Chen Yanzhi, it is no longer a simple boxing technique, but has some "supernatural powers" characteristics.

Chen Yanzhi's use of boxing strength has reached the pinnacle and changes at will, until the last moment, no one knows what kind of strength he brings in his boxing.

The Golden Cymbal King also threw a punch.

Two fists collided.

Rumble. There was a loud bang.

A powerful shockwave spreads in all directions.

King Jin Cymbal's face finally changed. Chen Yanzhi's fist sent several flickering and flickering shocking fist strengths, constantly impacting the body and Yuan Shen of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

Both flew backwards backwards, each retreating nearly a mile in the air before they unloaded the impact.

Chen Yanzhi secretly said in his heart: "The power of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King is very strong, and it is on a par with me. But that's not right, the information I got that King Jin Cymbal should be stronger than me. Could it be that the Golden Cymbal Dharma King has hidden his power and wants to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? However, it is not like that. ”

Just fight the enemy. Whether the other party is hiding his strength or not, Chen Yanzhi can sense it at the first time. Exerting all your strength and retaining your strength, when you fight, the state is completely different. No matter how the other party hides it, it is useless.

Unless the other party's spiritual cultivation can be even higher than Chen Yanzhi's. Chen Yanzhi may not see the clues.

However, since the opponent's spiritual cultivation is above Chen Yanzhi, then when fighting, there is no need to hide the cultivation at all. Because the spiritual cultivation is stronger than Chen Yanzhi, he will definitely be able to crush Chen Yanzhi in terms of strength.

In the case of absolute superiority, do you still need to hide?

The Golden Cymbal's face turned red and pale, then pale to lavender, and then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The doppelganger of the Yuan Shen is most afraid of the power of concussion. As long as there is no immortal, the Yuan Shen is not very stable, and the shock of the fist can be imagined.

"It's so powerful, what a domineering boxing technique."

King Jin Cymbal stared at Chen Yanzhi, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

The Yuan Shen clone had no magic weapon, and recklessly ran to Chen Yanzhi to take revenge, a little overconfident and overpowered.

Chen Yanzhi said calmly: "Your strength is also good. Again. ”

Exerting his speed to the extreme, Chen Yanzhi instantly crossed a distance of two miles and came to the Golden Cymbal Dharma King. This time, Chen Yanzhi is no longer a simple one-punch attack, but a series of combination punches and kicks. Every punch, every kick, has a concussive force, and the strength penetrates the bone marrow.

The Golden Cymbal King was very uncomfortable.

Chen Yanzhi's fists and feet are simple to the extreme, and there are no complicated changes. With a bit of a taste of simplicity. Every attack is so clean and neat, but the lethality is very huge.

Airplanes.

A crisp sword roar rang out.

The sword light turned into a beautiful half-moon arc.

The flying sword ignored the resistance of the air, it was too sharp, and the powerful cutting force directly cut the body of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King in half.

Chen Yanzhi's control of the flying sword became more and more freewheeling. The flying sword seems to really have life, full of spirituality.

This sword is very sharp.

"It's a flying sword!"

King Jin Cymbal was shocked.

The flying sword returned to Chen Yanzhi's hand.

Chen Yanzhi was surprised: "Your body has been cut in half, and you are still not dead?" ”

Boom.

Chen Yanzhi held the long sword in his hand, drew more than ten sharp sword qi, and divided the body of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

However, the Golden Cymbal King still did not die.

"Chen Yanzhi, you are underestimating this king too much. No one can easily kill me. King Jin Cymbal sneered.

Chen Yanzhi frowned: "Really?" You are a centipede, and your son was so arrogant at that time. A hundred-legged insect that dies but does not stiffen. But I don't believe in it. ”

"Haoran righteousness!"

Boom.

Chen Yanzhi's heroic righteousness is like a flame, masculine and strong, and it is a grand aura that specifically restrains all evil.

Finally, King Jin Cymbal felt the suffocation of death.

Haoran is upright, of course the Golden Cymbal Dharma King has seen it.

There are a few great Confucians in the court who are heroic and righteous. However, their aura of grandeur is very weak.

And Chen Yanzhi's heroic righteousness is too strong.

"No!"

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King shouted bitterly: "Chen Yanzhi, you killed my son, and now you have destroyed my Yuan Shen clone. This king and you do not share the heavens. When the king's deity comes out, it will be your time of death. ”

Under the attack of Haoran Righteousness, the body of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King began to melt, and it was best to turn into flying ashes.

The flying sword turned into a "thin thread" and was rewound around the wrist.

Chen Yanzhi frowned and said, "Yuan Shen clone? No wonder I think there's something wrong with this golden cymbal. It stands to reason that he shouldn't be so weak. If I want to deal with his deity, I need to cultivate the primordial god and mana as soon as possible. ”

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King's Yuan Shen clone has similar strength to Chen Yanzhi. It's just that he underestimated Chen Yanzhi's swordsmanship and boxing skills. Especially the powerful Haoran righteousness, which specifically restrained him.

Otherwise, King Jin Cymbal would not have lost so badly.

This time, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King not only did not take revenge, but instead lost a Yuan Shen clone. It can be described as a heavy loss.

Chen Yanzhi was not worried at all, because it was useless to worry. Being frightened and suffering from gains and losses will damage your state of mind.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it is the right way to improve yourself as soon as possible.

"The Golden Cymbal King is coming to kill himself. What if you kill him and have a primordial god clone? Anyway, it's already a situation that doesn't stop dying, and there is no need to show mercy to your subordinates. ”

……………………

Chen Yanzhi returned to the vegetable garden.

Li Xianglian hurriedly asked, "Sir, how is the situation?" Are you okay. ”

Chen Yanzhi shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm fine." That guy shouldn't be bothering me anytime soon. ”

Li Xianglian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." ”

Who was that guy just now? Li Xianglian didn't ask. She knows that her strength is low, and there are some things that she can't mix with as a weak woman. As long as "sir" is fine.