"Brother Chen's divine power is invincible, your corpse and puppet can be put out casually, I'm afraid you can easily slaughter Jin Laojiu."

Seeing that Chen Ping was really able to compete head-on with Jin Zhaoheng, who was one with the human sword, Fan Yiqiao on the side struck while the iron was hot and said in a consultative tone.

Chen Ping's ears moved, but he didn't respond, just stared at Jin Zhaoheng expressionlessly.

This person's human-sword integration was a great inspiration for his sword path improvement, and he was not in a hurry to sacrifice a puppet to kill it in one fell swoop.

As for the Dao corpses, because of their origins, in full view of everyone, Chen Ping decided to minimize the number of times they were exposed to people.

"If Jin Daoyou doesn't have stronger magical powers, it's better to tie his hands and arrest him."

Chen Ping lifted one foot off the ground, the Pure Yang Sword was attached to his back, and he said indifferently.

Hearing this, the golden blue light sword exploded with a trace of irritable sword qi, and a pair of cold and flickering eyes seemed to be embedded inside.

If Chen Ping is eliminated, with the help of the power of the two third-level formations, he may still have hope of turning the tables in the Anti-Star Sect today, and no matter how bad it is, he will at least be able to hold the sect's station.

If not......

Thinking of this, Jin Zhaoheng couldn't help but look at the black token suspended beside him.

If you are someone else, there is an opportunity to join the Lanyue Sect in front of you, and you may be impatient to change your heels.

But he took into account the foundation of the family and the descendants of the clan, not to mention, the cultivation of walking on thin ice under the nose of Brother Jindan, that kind of trembling atmosphere, he estimated that it was difficult for him to adapt.

"You don't have a choice."

Chen Ping smiled coldly, his fists turned into palms, and a dry blue purple flame covered it, and then pressed into the void.

Suddenly, two purple-blue phantoms the size of an attic appeared out of thin air and slapped away with the lightsaber in a rumbling sound.

The secret technique that comes with the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Recipe, the monstrous flame palm.

Since breaking into the Yuan Dan realm, he has rarely used it, the main reason is very simple, using this technique to attack a monk of the same level, lacking the power of a final decision, and it also consumes more mana, which is far less convenient than the Qinglian Sword Technique.

However, Jin Zhaoheng is a Golden Linggen monk, and based on the mutual restraint relationship of the five element attributes, the lethality of the spiritual flame to him should not be small.

The hurricane of the two fire palms rose up, raising a scorching flame wave more than ten feet high, directly swallowing the lightsaber into it.

In this sea of scarlet fire, up and down, left and right, the sky and the ground, there were all rolling flames.

Suddenly, a trace of golden flow appeared on the body of the lightsaber, and it exploded in all directions, cutting through most of the flames.

When it broke through the encirclement of the sea of fire and reappeared in the sky, the light that flowed around it was uncertain, and it was obvious that it had paid a heavy price.

"If you follow the path of sword cultivation, you should have no distractions, you are arrogant and cultivate other supernatural powers, and you are destined to fail to reach the realm of the unity of man and sword."

Jin Zhaoheng's idea was transmitted, full of the preaching of the seniors guiding the younger generations.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

He knows his own family affairs, although his kendo talent is not shocking, but with the assistance of the golden bead space, the fourth realm of heaven and earth is a sword, and he does not dare to expect extravagance, but the realm of human sword integration is absolutely ironclad, nothing more than the length of time.

"Jin Daoyou's sword transformation state still has twenty breaths left."

Chen Ping smiled neatly, as if he was full of kindness.

"Look for death!"

Jin Zhaoheng roared lowly, and his anger surged, Chen Ping used him as a sword cultivation stone.

It was a great shame for his opponent to comprehend the sword intent in the fighting technique.

Moreover, the battlefield below Fan Yiqiao and the spirit ship were in a mess, and Gong Lingshan released a cold arrow from time to time to assist, causing the younger generations of the sect to be in danger.

The situation does not allow it to drag on any further!

At the moment of the catastrophe, Jin Zhaoheng's mentality calmed down a lot, and he said lightly: "Didn't Chen Daoyou want to borrow my sword, then Jin Mou will be as you wish." ”

"Jin Daoyou, please advise."

Chen Ping clenched his fists slightly, and his face gradually became solemn.

I saw that the sword mound entrenched in the sky lit up at the same time, and the overwhelming sword shadow turned into the stars of the night at this moment, speeding up thousands of times, and began to operate in a regular arrangement.

The golden and blue sword seemed to echo the sword mound, and it also flashed with dazzling brilliance in the same darkness and light.

And the wisps of breath leaking from the edge of this vision are enough to make people panic, don't think about it, Jin Zhaoheng must be brewing an earth-shattering blow, and maybe it is also the last blow in the state of other people's swords.

Chen Ping pursed his lips, in addition to holding the Pure Yang Sword tightly, a wisp of thought extended to the storage ring, wrapping the Spider King puppet, two Dao corpses, a gray conch, and an indigo fly death talisman.

Later, if the situation is not right, he will not hesitate to use all his magical powers and destroy Jin Zhaoheng.

Chen Ping admitted that after the seizure, he was more afraid of death than in his previous life.

Of course, this was because of the existence of the golden bead, which made the ethereal avenue of immortality open a crack in the door to him.

Chen Ping was reluctant to die, and even thought that Jin Zhu might vote for another master after death, and his heart was sour to the extreme.

Only by cherishing one's own life can one keep such a treasure that penetrates the heavens and the earth.

"Jin has a sword, which was realized in the Illusory Jade Star Realm of the Duality Heavy Heaven last month, and was named Falling Star."

As soon as Jin Zhaoheng's consciousness was transmitted, there was no wave.

Chen Ping's face twitched, falling stars and falling stars, why couldn't the Jin family, the Broken Star Gate and the stars get by?

As for the Phantom Jade Star Realm, it was one of the occasional celestial phenomena in the heavy heavens, full of broken stone debris from the stars, and it was extremely dangerous for Yuan Dan Monk to penetrate into it.

This sword move Jin Zhaoheng only created himself last month, so Fan Yiqiao and the others must not have tried it, so he was still careful.

"Slash!"

Jin Zhaoheng shouted without emotion, the sword mound and the lightsaber instantly fused into one, and it turned into a huge meteorite with a radius of more than ten zhang in a strange way, at first glance, it really looked like a star that had lost its brilliance, and smashed it towards the top of Chen Ping's head.

"呲呲"

Only half of the stars fell, and the nearby metallic aura was sucked in like a thousand streams returning to the sea.

Chen Ping only felt that his body was tight, and his body was imprisoned by an inexplicable force, not to mention pinching the trick to cast spells, he couldn't even move a finger, and could only watch the stars fall slowly and unhurriedly.

"Brother Ping, be careful!"

"Brother Chen, I'm here to help you!"

Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao felt that the stars contained such a terrifying might, and their faces changed, and they resolutely gave up encircling and suppressing the spirit ship, and commanded the Dao weapon to try to rescue from afar.

And Fang Chuwu, who had been fighting against the city protection formation, was also busy rubbing his hands together, and threw a strange sharp cone of several inches in size towards Xingchen, which was shining with cold light, entangled with runes, and made a strange crackling sound.

"His Falling Star Sword Move, although it has the appearance of a star and has the effect of imprisoning the flesh, it is actually an attack condensed through sword intent, and the essence is a special sword qi."

The illusionary eyes flickered non-stop, how did Gong Lingshan and the others know that at this critical juncture, Chen Ping was still understanding Jin Zhaoheng's sword style.

"Forget it, the power of this method is not under the twelfth form of the Qinglian Sword Technique, so I don't need to take it strongly."

Chen Ping pondered secretly, and then, a huge black shadow lay horizontally in front of him.

Even though his physical body couldn't move at this time, his mind still opened the storage ring unimpeded, and successfully summoned the Spider King puppet.

At the same time, the three Dao weapons that came to the aid came and slashed towards the stars, but the invisible sword qi that suddenly appeared in the outer circle was swept upside down, and they bounced away one after another.

However, when his eyes were filled with an ugly and strange-looking monster, Fan Yiqiao sniffed the fishy smell in the air, and instead showed a relaxed smile.

Chen Ping finally couldn't help but use his Spider King puppet!

In the clan war a while ago, he had seen this puppet show his might, break through the defense of the Lingyao Bowl Rune Treasure, and kill the Wood and Stone Saint fiercely.

I don't know how Chen Ping refined this big guy, it is even more eye-catching than the two Dao corpses of the Deng family!