Of course, biting off a piece of flesh from the overlord Lanyue Sect is not something that can be completed overnight.

Although there didn't seem to be any Yuanying Realm power in the cultivation realm of the Yuanyan Islands, there were still as many as twenty or thirty Jindan cultivators.

If Chen Ping wants to gain a firm foothold here and advance and retreat freely, he must at least break through to the Jindan realm.

"It's coming!"

Gong Lingshan, Fan Yiqiao, and Chen Ping each performed the secret method of flying, and after ten miles away, they all stopped their bodies and looked up at the sky.

I saw a white point of light lighting up in the sky, and it was gradually approaching.

It was extremely fast, and soon it swooped down from the edge of the inner city, and when you looked closely, it was actually a small spirit ship made of jade, which was similar in appearance to the Immortal Grenade, but it was a gentle cyan color.

The outer wall of the ship is depicted with dozens of demon beast patterns, hundreds of night pearls are distributed and inlaid, extremely extravagant, from a jade pillar standing at the stern of the ship, constantly releasing a white light mask to wrap the spirit ship in it.

At this moment, the deck of the spirit ship was filled with a large group of monks who were waiting for battle, and the leader was a burly white-robed man, about thirty years old.

There was a gold and blue broadsword suspended beside him, and the coercion it exuded was only at the level of an ordinary mid-grade Dao weapon, but it gave Chen Ping and the three of them a feeling of extreme danger.

"A Dao weapon containing sword intent."

Chen Ping's solemn gaze shrank, and this mighty white-robed man was naturally Jin Zhaoheng.

And the spirit sword that made him tremble must be a natal magic weapon that is one with his other sword, otherwise it would be impossible to convey such a strong sword intent.

Fortunately, the mana fluctuation on Jin Zhaoheng's body still stopped at the early stage of Yuan Dan, if it was one higher order, today's battle would be troublesome.

After all, the power of a mid-grade Dao weapon contaminated with sword intent is far from being comparable to a magic weapon of the same level.

"Chen Daoyou."

Jin Zhaoheng hugged his fists in his sleeve robe, directly ignored the two Yuan Dan of the Broken Star Gate, and said to Chen Ping: "Jin is puzzled, is it where this sect angered Haichang, or Daoyou was bewitched by Fan Yiqiao, why did he kill Jin Rui without saying a word?" Jin asked himself if he was a person with you, the exploitation of lower-level forces such as us by the Broken Star Gate for hundreds of years has become more and more outrageous, Jin was forced to resist helplessly, and Chen Daoyou must not help him to do evil. ”

After listening to him quietly, Chen Ping smiled expressionlessly, and said in a low voice: "Jin Daoyou is invincible, how did he do a cowardly act of persuasion, this is not the style of sword cultivation." ”

Don't look at the peaceful conversation between the two, it is actually the first time they have met face to face.

Previously, when the Jin family set up a bureau to besiege Gong Lingshan in the auction house, Jin Zhaoheng took the power of Yuan Dan Sword Cultivation to torture and kill the former Taishang Elder Palace of the Shattered Star Gate, and sent the recorded picture beads to tens of thousands of miles through the small shift array, and since then, the two parties have completely broken up.

Later, Chen Ping never set foot in Jinrui City for half a step, so the two major first repairs where the family's main island was located were obviously not far apart, and it was really the first close contact.

"Chen Daoyou is a little exaggerated, Jin's kendo is unyielding, but it has nothing to do with the way of life, if kendo affects humanity, it is just a crooked road that is getting narrower and narrower."

Jin Zhaoheng smiled and said lightly: "As long as Chen Daoyou changes his name today, Jin is willing to sign a thick contract with you, surrender seventy percent of the sea area under the rule of the Broken Star Gate, and make friends with Haichang for generations without aggression, what is the meaning of Daoyou?" ”

After a pause, he arched his hand somewhere in mid-air, and his voice was thunderous: "Fang Daoyou is the same, if you don't help each other, Jin will immediately offer 500,000 spirit stones, and you can choose ten first-class islands under your command." ”

"Hehe, Jin Daoyou, don't do useless work."

Chen Ping's divine sense swirled around, wrapped around the spirit ship, and said coldly sarcastically.

After three breaths, Fang Chuwu also did not react, he only focused on breaking the formation, and proved his attitude with his actions.

Seeing this scene, Jin Zhaoheng finally lost his previous calmness, and his face was gloomy like eternal ice.

The many conditions he offered were not insincere, and I don't know what benefits Fan Yiqiao promised, but the two of them were so unswerving.

"Jin Laojiu, your time of death has arrived!"

Fan Yiqiao suddenly felt refreshed, smiled sadly, and tacitly jumped with Gong Lingshan with an ice bow a few times, blocking the spirit ship one by one.

Jin Zhaoheng's sincere actions and words, as everyone knows, are just a clown jumping off the beam in the eyes of several people.

After the destruction of the Deng and Pu clans, Chen Ping was the biggest beneficiary of vested interests.

The Chen family, who occupied Kongming Island, would not and would not dare to covet his Broken Star Gate's territory anymore, unless Chen Pingli was lustful and didn't care about the jealousy of the Lanyue Sect.

In addition, Fang Chuwu was extremely relieved.

He Fan Yiqiao lived to be more than four hundred years old in the wind and waves, this person was the only one who had entrusted life and death to his best friend, and without the temptation of heavy treasures such as the fourth-order realm breaking pill and the third turn of the Meteoric Pill, it was unlikely that he would easily betray him.

"Pinglang, Jin Zhaoheng is the culprit who killed Lingshan's grandfather, today we want to avenge his old man!"

Gong Lingshan said bluntly, but the murderous intent in her words was undoubtedly revealed.

Suddenly, as soon as he heard the name in her mouth, Jin Zhaoheng immediately understood the reason why Chen Ping and the Broken Star Gate were in collusion, and the two of them had already formed a Taoist couple.

Knowing that he couldn't be good anymore, Jin Zhaoheng tiptoed, took the initiative to break through the shield and leave the deck, and ordered in a loud voice: "All the disciples receive the order, and together with this seat, destroy the invading enemy, and the contribution points will be doubled!" ”

"Obey the teachings of the Supreme Elder."

Inside the spirit ship, a neat and uniform response sounded, but it seemed a little lacking in qi.

They were not fanatical believers in the mortal world, on the contrary, everyone had a deep doubt in their hearts, could the Ancestor really be able to defeat three or four people of the same rank?

What's more, the rumors that have broken out in Jinrui City recently are too shocking and unsettling.

The four powerful Yuan Dan monks all fell on Haichang Island, and it was speculated that the hidden strength of the Shattered Star Gate and the Chen family should be terrifying.

The number of gas is running out!

For a while, the morale of the Reverse Star Sect plummeted, and an atmosphere of defeat without a battle unconsciously hovered around the cultivators.

The foundation of the Jin family's own clan is still good, and they have released magic weapons with the idea of seeing death as home, but more than half of the elders with foreign surnames have the idea of escaping for their lives, and they are ready to break through and find a way back.

"Kill those who flee from the battle, kill those who don't listen to orders, and kill those who don't try their best to destroy the enemy!"

As if he had seen the thoughts of some elders of the sect, Jin Zhaoheng's expression turned cold, and he emphasized fiercely.

The disciples who were swept away by him were suddenly silent, and hurriedly released magic weapons and talismans, at least on the surface, they looked loyal.

However, just as Jin Zhaoheng's words fell, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared above his head, and a violent sword qi dozens of zhang long then appeared.

This sword aura is as pale as jade, fierce and fierce, and the condensation is incomparable, and it slashes down unceremoniously.

On the other side, two ice arrows holding fluorescent light also shot at him in a hurry, aiming at his heart and dantian respectively.

After the sword Qinglian sword style was slashed out, Chen Ping's face turned white in an instant, as if a small half of the mana had been extracted, and the brilliance in his hand flashed, and the pure yang sword returned to its original size, slowly falling.

It's not that Chen Ping is pretending to be weak, this blow did consume almost twenty percent of his mana, and it was almost the strongest swordsmanship he had mastered so far.

His plan was very simple, that is, to force Jin Zhaoheng to use the human sword to resist.

Because he himself had already entered the peak of the second realm of sword cultivation, he was only one step away from the third realm.

I finally met a sword cultivator in the realm of human sword integration, so I took this opportunity to observe one or two, and maybe I would have some understanding.

Of course, if this sword can kill Jin Zhaoheng, it will be even better.

"You're also a sword cultivator."

Jin Zhaoheng turned a blind eye to the two familiar ice arrow supernatural powers, and all he could guard against was the cyan sword qi that pierced through the sky.

Although he could disdain the meager sword intent contained in this sword qi, the mixed power still brought him a great threat.

This shows that Chen Ping's cultivation level of swordsmanship is not low, and he should have broken through to the Dacheng realm.

"This seat will let you understand today that the gap between the third step and the second step of sword cultivation cannot be made up by one or two Xuanpin sword techniques!"

Jin Zhaoheng smiled coldly, the golden blue spirit sword in his hand raised his arm and cut horizontally, and a mysterious spiritual power poured in, and the sword body was radiant and shattered with a "bang", and a little bit of light sprinkled all over the body, turning into a galaxy ribbon in the blink of an eye.

And he himself quickly melted into the galaxy, like a piece of sinking ice thrown into a volcano, and could no longer distinguish the characteristics of a sword and a man.

In mid-air, the galaxy castrated and roared, and the golden and blue light swords reappeared, several times larger than the original body, and there were layers of superimposed phantoms all around, and there was no end to it.

Then, the two-color spirit sword phantom in the sky seemed to come to life, spinning and flying around the outline of the body, and in an instant, the entire sky was illuminated by the sword light into a dreamy color of gold and blue.

"Extinguish."

As a vague will came out of the lightsaber, the sword shadow that finally took shape turned into a moving sword mound, without dodging, and collided with the Qinglian sword qi that followed.

A scene that everyone expected appeared.

The two sword qi with completely different attributes did not make an earth-shattering loud noise, but instead "bang" an inaudible low sound, and the surface of the stegosaurus condensed a "hard shell" bound by golden spiritual power, and finally collapsed and disappeared on the spot under the continuous impact of the sword shadow.

The two ice arrow spells released by Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao were even more unbearable, and they only supported one breath of effort, and they were cut into countless ice slags, which fell on the bluestone slabs on the ground, smashing out dense small pits with a depth of feet.

"Is this the power of the unity of man and sword?"

Standing on a palace tile platform a hundred zhang away, Chen Ping's face was full of shock, staring at the invincible golden and blue light sword, and the depths of his black eyes were scorching.

He had already seen that the swordsmanship that Jin Zhaoheng practiced was at most the lower level of Xuanpin, and it was comparable to the Qinglian Sixteen Slashing Sword Technique he had mastered.

But Rao is like this, the sword shadow also broke his condensed stegosaurus, and then look at the mysterious sword mound that stands high in the sky and descends from the sky, only one corner is missing.

It can be seen that the gap between the sword heart realm and the human sword realm is huge, and it is really not something that can be described clearly in just a few words.

Licking his chapped lips, the heat in Chen Ping's heart became more and more fierce.

If he is also promoted to the third realm of sword cultivation, I am afraid that his divine power will skyrocket immediately, and there will be no opponent under the half-step golden pill.

"It seems that the kid of the Jin family has not stepped on the sword path for more than a hundred years, how did he comprehend the human sword realm?"

Chen Ping frowned, and then a sinister smile secretly appeared.

It seems that Jin Zhaoheng will be captured alive, and once the Tianxiao Soul Search Technique is performed, the secret will no longer be a secret.

He didn't believe that this person could have the same ability to change memories as the Heavenly Dome Vine.

"Chen Ping, Jin's promise is still counted, as long as you stop and leave."

The brilliant golden and blue light sword was suspended in the air, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at Chen Ping, and sent out a thought.

"This is Jin Zhaoheng's divine sense."

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he pretended to think about it with hesitation, but the soul villain in the sea of consciousness suddenly opened his eyes, and separated a divine sense and quietly wrapped it in a lightsaber.

In just a moment, a look of surprise suddenly crossed his eyes, and he couldn't sense the existence of Jin Zhaoheng's divine soul.

Could it be that the third realm of sword cultivation is not only the unity of the physical body, but even the divine soul will be integrated into the natal spirit sword without revealing any flaws?

Chen Ping's face turned ugly, the divine sense that originally dominated was shocked, and it was useless to Jin Zhaoheng, who was in the state of human and sword integration, and even the coral law phase might not be able to kill him, because after turning into a sword, where his sea of consciousness was hidden, he still didn't know anything.

On the other side, Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao saw that after Jin Zhaoheng cast a human sword unity, although they did not dare to confront him head-on, they were not idle, and each sacrificed a Dao weapon to attack the spirit ship frantically.

A mouthless vial, a water-blue flying knife, every time it falls, the white shield is crumbling, and the light is uncertain.

If it weren't for the twenty foundation building monks on the deck who were always there with their hands on the shield and constantly replenishing their mana, I am afraid that they would have broken countless times.

Moreover, these two high-grade Dao weapons were originally the things of Pu Liuhuan and the Wood and Stone Saints, and they were not completely refined by Gong Lingshan and them, and they are currently only exerting about half of their power.

"Brother Chen, Jin Laojiu's state of human sword unity can't last long, and the last time it was about sixty breaths."

After taking a moment's time, Fan Yiqiao reminded in a secret voice.

"Fan Lao'er can bully juniors, and it is impossible to be in the air!"

Jin Zhaoheng snorted coldly, and he didn't see the spirit sword move, but the next moment, the space on the surface of the city wall fluctuated, and a golden halo turned into an arm-long sharp blade suddenly rushed out, accompanied by a strange roar, and slashed towards the street below.

There, four Broken Star Gate Cultivators were slaughtering the city's inhabitants with spiritual weapons in their hands, covered in blood.

"Puff" a few times, in front of these golden blades, the shields, defensive spiritual weapons, or talismans on several people were as fragile as paper paste, and they were easily cut open, and then the extremely miserable wails came out almost at the same time, and the four people with the spiritual weapons instantly turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"The information of this gate is correct, and the eyes of the city protection array were indeed suppressed by Jin Laojiu himself."

Fan Yiqiao's heart sank, and he slowly approached his disciple with twelve points of spirit to prevent Jin Zhaoheng's old tricks from repeating.