Everyone saw this inscription, flashing a gray 'color' light that was incomparably vicissitudes, and immediately burst out with a powerful 'spirit' divine power, producing a violent wind in the void, causing Murong Qiong's eleven followers to retreat several battles away, and their eyes were horrified as the inscription rushed towards the moon disk sword qi.

"Boom!"

A crisp and familiar voice sounded from the void, and everyone's eyes immediately stared at the whirlwind that had completely turned gray.

Everyone saw that the sword qi of the moon disk was gradually swallowed by the gray 'color' whirlwind, and the faint holy martial spirit that made everyone's faces 'color' dignified instantly dissipate in the center of the whirlwind!

Click!

There was a crisp loud sound like a crystal shattering, and the sound of a violent wind also howled.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, the eyes of the twelve people were slightly shocked, and the originally cold and arrogant face 'color' turned into a 'gloomy' 'color' in a blink of an eye.

I saw that when these twelve people exclaimed, the gray 'color' whirlwind shattered the moon disk sword qi and bombarded the sword formation of these twelve people!

After a few snorts, the twelve people spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, staring at the figure of the black-clothed young man in the void with horrified eyes.

When Zhang Chen saw Murong Qiong returning safely and soundly, his face changed, and he said coldly: "You are not dead. ”

Murong Qiong's spiritual power moved, shaking Cheng Wushuang's chain, and the sword weapon in his hand had already burst out with powerful sword intent, conjuring up more than ten sword qi and slashing towards Zhang Chen.

"You're not dead, how can I die, Zhang Chen, you just entered the Ancient Fantasy Realm twenty years ago, you betrayed us in order to escape for your life, and now, it's time to pay off your debts. ”

Seeing Murong Qiong's sword qi roaring in, Zhang Chen snorted coldly, and immediately clenched his hands into fists, and a powerful fist intent erupted, and on that huge fist, a faint cyan 'color' luster flashed, and a huge fist qi phantom was bombarded!

Although the power of this fist qi phantom was not as terrifying as that sword array, it easily dispersed Murong Qiong's sword qi, causing a trace of consternation in Murong Qiong's eyes, and he immediately changed his sword technique, casting a sword skill that was not lost to Zhang Chen.

Cheng Wushuang saw that the strong light 'color' sword light, like a dragon, bombarded down, with a faint holy martial spirit, colliding with the fist shadow, and then the holy martial spirit shattered one after another, and the huge power 'wave' moved, immediately making Murong Qiong's figure flutter and fall to the ground, standing unsteadily, and that Zhang Chen also took a few steps back, and the ground under his feet had already cracked into countless cracks.

"It seems that over the years, your strength has not grown as fast as mine, my senior sister!"

Zhang Chen's hideous gaze, coldly swept the process Wushuang and the others, suddenly smiled unruly, thinking that the inscription just now should be a rare ancient inscription, but unfortunately, it is estimated that there is only one.

After trying Murong Qiong's skills just now, Zhang Chen only used fifty percent of his strength, and he could see from Murong Qiong's expression that Murong Qiong should have exerted seven or eight layers of strength, and if he shot with all his strength, he could kill Murong Qiong.

"You should have obtained the holy 'medicine', it's better to do this, Murong Qiong, you 'hand' the holy 'medicine' to me, and I will refine the pill 'medicine' for your brother, how about it? If your brother can't get the treatment of the pill 'medicine' again, his cultivation will probably go backwards!"

Zhang Chen said coldly, thinking in his heart how to calculate this Murong Qiong.

"You are dreaming! Today you will die. ”

Murong Qiong's eyes flickered, and she hated Zhang Chen in her heart, naturally it was impossible for Zhang Chen to refine the pill for her younger brother, and at the same time, she was also shocked, she didn't expect that Zhang Chen's strength was actually higher than her in the past few years.

"Your brother is injured?"

Cheng Wushuang asked suspiciously.

Murong Qiong nodded.

"Then I'll help you refine the pill', this guy, let me abolish him, and you kill him again, I don't think you should be his opponent." ”

Cheng Wushuang said lightly, his tone was very easy-going, without a trace of strong momentum, as if this was an insignificant matter.

However, in the eyes of everyone, it sounded extremely arrogant, and even Zhang Chen couldn't help laughing, ridiculing Cheng Wushuang's arrogance.

Murong Qiong also had some disdain for Cheng Wushuang, although she knew that Cheng Wushuang's 'essence' divine power was very strong, but when it came to a person's combat power, it was not as simple as relying on 'essence' divine power.

Zhang Chen is almost the same as her in the ancient fantasy world, she is a character who has survived countless lives and deaths, where is it so easy to kill.

Cheng Wushuang's words, except for Cheng Lianxin and Mu Linglong, who have watched the battle of Barren Mountain, other people regard Cheng Wushuang as a person who is not ashamed.

"What an arrogant boy, or an alchemist? I'm thinking, it's good that you can refine a super-rank lower grade pill 'medicine'!"

Zhang Chen laughed loudly and immediately made a move, this time, he didn't stay behind, and used all his strength, intending to kill Cheng Wushuang and the others as soon as possible.

Seeing Zhang Chen strike again, the first target was Cheng Wushuang, Murong Qiong's face suddenly fused, Cheng Wu had the holy 'medicine' in his hands, if he was killed by Zhang Chen and seized the holy 'medicine', it would not be easy to do.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Chen's palm was too fast, Murong Qiong was shocked, and wanted to use his sword to stop it, but it was too late.

But the next scene shocked her.

I saw Cheng Wushuang holding a black 'colored' sword weapon, stabbing towards the palm of the Holy Martial Spirit condensed by Zhang Chen, although this was not a real Holy Martial Skill, but the power should not be underestimated.

And Cheng Wushuang's sword qi easily tore this palm print, and in Zhang Chen's shocked gaze, he unleashed a stack of 'wave' sword qi to slash the eighth sword, creating a simple and unpretentious, but murderous sword light, which instantly passed through Zhang Chen's body under the blessing of the Dragon Emperor's strength and spiritual skin metallography.

Laugh at!

Zhang Chen's eyes stared straight at Cheng Wushuang, his eyes were full of horror, and the last seven orifices were bleeding, and there was a small sword wound in the throat and eyebrows, obviously, he was killed by the sword mang's body and by the sword qi.

Bang! Zhang Chen's corpse lay quietly on the ground.

"Why is this person so terrifying!" Murong Qiong couldn't imagine that a young man with only twenty veins of life and death would burst out with such a powerful combat power, even if the 'essence' divine power was stronger than her, it was so terrifying above the sword path, that sword, she felt the power of the Dao Sword Realm!

"And you, too, die. ”

Cheng Wushuang made a move, naturally he would not show mercy, no matter whether it was a man or a woman, as long as it was an enemy, he would kill all the way, every sword, one person died, fourteen swords in a row, and Zhang Chen and his group all died.

"This is the Soul Skin Phase!"

Murong Qiong was shocked again, he didn't expect Cheng Wushuang to comprehend a trace of the power of the human race's Dao body.

Although that light looked faint, she knew that just a little bit of golden 'color' light could exert a magical amplification effect that many secret techniques and martial arts could not reach.

"I'm sorry, pay attention, I'm done killing, I said that I would abolish Zhang Chen, but I didn't control it, kill it!"

After Cheng Wushuang finished killing people, he still used the old rules, cast the law of devouring, and removed the corpses of these people, and then looked at Murong Qiong apologetically, and smiled helplessly.

Seeing this, Murong Qiong shook her willow eyebrows speechlessly, and her eyes were slightly stunned.