As everyone knows, the character in the cultivation world is prone to go to a certain extreme, and the first is a false Dan monk who has no hope for the path.

The second is pure sword cultivation.

For example, Liang Yingzhuo who corrected the sword of qi.

Chu Qingling in front of him was obviously among them.

Today, Gu Sixian is here, even if the Chen family has any ambitions, they will not tear their faces like him.

Monk Jindan represents the position of a sect.

What a sin it was to rebel against it, and it caused an uproar among Wan Xiu below.

And Chen Ping's ridiculed reply added fuel to the fire, causing the atmosphere on both sides to fall to the bottom.

"This seat gave Senior Sister Yin a face, and didn't interrupt your clan meeting, it seems that you don't appreciate it."

Chu Qingling glanced at the location of the ancestor worship hall, and said playfully: "Crush thousands of medium-grade water spirit stones, causing a downpour, highlighting the superficial guy who has amazing powers, how are you qualified to be on a par with our Jindan!" ”

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's face darkened, and his expression was instantly difficult to see.

He did secretly arrange for a few Zhuji to rain in Chongtian, but he didn't think that he was discovered by Chu Qingling.

Fortunately, he was alert, and at the same time as Chu Qingling said the second half of the sentence, he sealed the surroundings with his divine sense.

The monks who were outside the mountain range could only see their mouths moving, but no sound could be heard.

Otherwise, he would really be reduced to the golden pill joke of the archipelago cultivation world.

However, Chen Ping was only annoyed and angry for a while, and his expression returned to calmness, and he said with a smile: "Where did Chu Daoyou come from?" ”

"Sign the soul contract and surrender to the moon."

Chu Qingling waved his arm, and the purple dazzling spirit sword danced, and the sword qi all over the sky seemed to have eyes, and smashed down at Chen Ping.

He didn't mention Shen Wanwan at all.

For Monk Jindan, it doesn't matter if a Taoist has been moved.

"This seat will learn the strength of Shangzong Jindan today."

Facing the sword qi wandering by his side, Chen Ping turned a blind eye and said unceremoniously.

The Soul Pact Secret Technique of the Lanyue Sect is unique in the archipelago.

Signing a contract is tantamount to being grabbed by someone and ruining the escape.

Of course, Chen Ping could not do what he wanted.

"I can't help myself."

A cold glint flashed in Chu Qingling's eyes, and he put the purple sword into his sleeve robe.

At the same time, he had an extra white short sword in his hand that was as thin as a cicada's wings.

As soon as it appeared, the breath that permeated the sword alone tore the nearby clouds one after another with broken traces, emitting wisps of sharp and piercing pops.

"It's the natal dao weapon of Chu's predecessors, Kunwu Sword!"

"Are the two Jindan real people going to fight?"

"The sword intent condensed by Master Ancestor Chu is eighty percent poured into this sword."

A sword of great prestige.

This is the common understanding of all the monks below.

Chu Qingling has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and the natal spirit sword that accompanied him to fame has long been sung in the Lanyue Sea area.

There are countless third-order demon kings who have fallen under this sword.

The moment Kunwu Jian appeared, everyone in the Chen family was terrified.

On the other hand, Chen Ping, who was wrapped in sword light, showed a hint of relief on his face.

The Kunwu Sword is currently just a top-grade Dao weapon.

In terms of power, it is far below the purple sword just now.

And Chu Qingling abandoned the purple sword and sacrificed the Kunwu sword, which was several points weaker, for probably only one reason.

That high-grade psychic dao weapon has not yet communicated with its mind, and it cannot use the unity of human sword!

In this way, Chen Ping's demeanor was calm, and with a turn of spiritual pressure in his palm, the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword suddenly rose into the air.

"Whew!"

When a layer of crystal flames covered it, the Pure Yang Sword seemed to come to life, swallowing the peerless sword qi, as if it couldn't bear to drink the blood of the enemy cultivator.

"Chen Zhenren's Five Elements Pure Yang Sword!"

"It is said that the attributes of this sword can be easily converted between the five elements, and there is no need to worry about ordinary restraint at all."

"The Pure Yang Sword was created by the ancestor who closed the mountain for more than ten years in the early days, and it can be integrated into high-grade ore to improve the quality."

A young Zhuji of the Chen clan said excitedly.

The fact that the ancestor practiced swords in Haichang has now become a legend in the family.

Most of the clansmen saw the true body of the Pure Yang Sword for the first time.

I was both curious and in awe of this legendary spirit sword.

"The same top-grade Dao weapon, the same new Jindan Zhenren, this battle must be evenly matched."

The two of them stood across the void with two swords, which made the hearts of all the cultivators surging.

The sword duel in the Jindan Realm is a vast scene that most monks have never seen in their lives.

"Pure Yang Sword?"

The reaction of the people of the Guan clan when they saw the sword as if they were seeing a holy object, Chen Ping couldn't help but twitch.

To be honest, kendo is only the lowest category among the many magical powers he has mastered.

The quality of the Dao weapon of the Pure Yang Sword was even more disliked by him.

But in front of the public, it is inconvenient for the Divine Soul Law and the Immortal Thunder Law to be exposed.

Due to the existence of various restraints, this sword was summoned by him.

"Chen Ping, you are also a third-step sword cultivator, directly use the human sword to fight with me."

A terrifying glint flashed in Chu Qingling's eyes.

As a flash of white light on Kunwu's sword passed, the short sword body was elongated several times at once.

With a slight tremble, the Kunwu sword shot into the center of his eyebrows, and Chu Qingling's body turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

In the next moment, a vigorous aura climbed in a panic, and even the surrounding wind and clouds were affected by it, and they danced actively.

This is the attribute of the Sword of Vitality.

Thick and majestic, the vitality is layered on top of each other, and it is endless.

"Sword fighting?"

Chen Ping was noncommittal, and after a flick of his wrist, his figure was integrated into the Pure Yang Sword in a piece of firelight.

The violent sword aura swept in the wind, exuding a hideous strangulation that killed everything.

His sword path has not made much progress, and his sword transformation state can only last for twenty-five breaths.

Naturally, it can't compare to Chu Qingling, a great sword cultivator who specializes in sword training.

However, he also had the intention of testing the power of the opponent's kendo.

"Break the sword with a sword, fast, fast!"

The laughter in Kunwu's sword suddenly turned into a touch of white mang's intense training, like an aurora that pierced the void, wrapped in a vast and incomparable momentum, and burst towards the Pure Yang Sword.

Chen Ping snorted coldly, and the ice spirit crystal flame on the Pure Yang Sword suddenly melted.

One after another, the fiery snakes that spewed flames rushed straight for several feet, as if they had just been plucked out of the volcano.

Chu Qingling was a metallic cultivator, and he was naturally restrained by the same level of fire spiritual power.

Unless he cultivates the Heavenly Grade Cultivation Method, Chen Ping has a slight upper hand in terms of foundation.

"Boom!"

Between the two swords, there was originally a distance of thousands of feet.

But at this moment, as soon as the Kunwu Sword was dispatched, this space was like a piece of cloth, and it was torn apart by the overflowing edge, and it went straight to the Pure Yang Sword.

Nearly half a breath before and after.

It was too fast, Chu Qingling's speed under the sword actually surpassed the mid-stage Jindan cultivator!

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and he immediately judged that this person's background in sword dao was far above him.

You must know that when he casts the combination of human and sword, he doesn't have much of a body bonus.

However, in the face of Kunwu Sword's killing momentum, Chen Ping's expression was unmoved.

"Huh"

A long river of cyan crosses the sky.

If you look closely, there are countless dense sword qi in that long river.

Then, the tip of the sword converged into a huge green lotus, and it was extremely accurate against the little sword light that came from the attack, as if it was an unknown prophet.

"Boom!"

The two spirit swords collided hard, and a blast broke out that tore through the eardrums.

It can be seen with the naked eye that between the two sword qis, there is a terrifying air vortex that is suddenly appearing.

Everywhere he passed, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of dozens of miles was emptied and annihilated, forming a palpitating vacuum area.

Kunwu's sword blow didn't work, and he immediately flew back.

Staring at the Pure Yang Sword that was slowly levitating, Chu Qingling couldn't help frowning.

Although his previous attack was mostly a temptation, it was also an extremely difficult move in the sword style he mastered.

Jin Dan should not be able to react at the beginning.

But the facts were in front of him, and the sharp and lightning-fast sword was really blocked by Chen Ping.

"Chu Daoyou is too proud of himself, Chen is not a soft persimmon."

As if sensing Chu Qingling's surprise, a fluctuation rippled out of the Pure Yang Sword.

The strength of his divine soul is far stronger than this person, no matter how fast this sword is, it will not escape his capture.

……

"Two real people have passed a trick?"

"Hey, with Tu's cultivation in the Yuan Dan realm, I haven't been able to see the slightest bit, and the Jindan monk is so terrified."

All the cultivators counted one by one, and almost all of them were in a state of confusion.

They had hoped to understand something, but now it was just wishful thinking.

"Senior Chu's Kunwu sword has moved again."

The monks from all sides who were watching the battle suddenly exclaimed, and the two sides of the sword fight made waves again!

With a flash of light, the Kunwu sword shot out, and a huge snow-white sword shadow covered it, and it swept straight away.

Chen Ping's thoughts without thinking, the Qinglian sword qi that was spinning outside the sword body immediately turned into a heavy sword shadow, enveloping the body.

A mountain-like sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, and it caught up with it, and it disappeared in a flash.

As soon as the two came into contact, the snow-white sword qi stirred slightly, tearing the seemingly thick sword mountain into pieces.

Immediately, the light of the Kunwu Sword surged again, condensed in the middle, and turned into a hundred-zhang long giant sword, aiming at the Pure Yang Sword head-on.

After the Kunwu sword fell, it was blocked by the heavy sword shadows around it.

After a moment's pause, there was a low hum, and all the sword shadows were smashed like confetti, directly slashing at the body of the Pure Yang Sword.

At the same time, there was a wail from the sword, and a crack immediately appeared on the sword body and the place where the giant sword struck.

Chen Ping's face turned white, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of essence blood.

The aura of the Pure Yang Sword was greatly vibrating, and the flexible one circled, and in an instant, it just stabbed out two swords in different directions.

However, it is with a destructive momentum that tears through all obstacles.

The white sword that was chasing after him had already been wiped out before he could even get close to the three zhang in front of him.

The next moment, the two swords parted tacitly.

"Chu's ordinary sword, you have to be blessed with essence blood to barely deal with it, your kendo attainments disappoint me too much, you are not worthy of fighting with me at all!"

Inside the Kunwu Sword, Chu Qingling let out a sigh full of irony.

"You are just a sword cultivator of the third realm, with this tone, Chen thought that you had broken through the fourth realm!"

Chen Ping is a disadvantaged character, and retorted mercilessly.

In the competition of kendo alone, he was indeed not Chu Qingling's opponent.

There is nothing to justify this.

My family knows about my family.

His kendocraft talent is average.

Being able to enter the third step at this age is mostly due to the credit of Jinzhu Space.

Moreover, Jin Zhaoheng's swordsmanship gave him great inspiration.

The reason why he knew that he was invincible but fought with Chu Qingling was exactly like this.

The process of sword fighting is also a process of comprehension.

Imitate, create.

Kendo geniuses may be able to skip the imitation step directly.

But Chen Ping can only be down-to-earth and start with the simplest imitation.

"Flim tongue, let Chu destroy your sword heart!"

With the advantage of his tongue, Chu Qingling was of course not Chen Ping's opponent, and under the coldness, Kun Wujian split the void without saying a word.

The action is understated, and there is no anger at all.

But immediately a "zila" sound broke through the air.

Five and a half-foot-long crystalline mangs slid up in the sky, and a steady stream of sword seas clinged to it.

In the blink of an eye, most of the sky was covered.

One life two, two four four, four four eight...... to infinity.

Chu Qingling has mastered the essence of the Sword of Vitality, and brought its characteristics into full play!

"It's Master Chu's Xuanpin upper-level swordsmanship, the sword turns Haichuan."

"Uncle Chu is amazingly talented, and in just a hundred years, he has cultivated this magical but complex swordsmanship to the realm of Great Perfection, and in the history of this sect, it is enough to rank among the top five!"

In front of Lanyue Pavilion, Wang Ning carried his hands behind his back and said comfortably.

In just a few moves, the Chu Ancestor of the sect had the absolute upper hand.

It was only a matter of time before Chen Zhenren defeated this affiliated force.

Everything was as he imagined it to be.

The Chen family's background is really too low, even if there is a real person who is lucky, it is only the bottom of the golden pill.

The status of the Lanyue Sect is worrying!

Contrary to the mood must be the clansmen of the Chen clan and the monks of the pro-Chen faction.

In addition to worrying, the invincible image of the ancestor gradually collapsed.

Yes, among the Jindan monks, there are also high and low.

Just like the foundation building of an ordinary family, they usually can't beat the same level cultivated by the Lanyue Sect.

……

At a height of 100 zhang, the two swords launched a thrilling fierce battle.

This is the duel between the third step Jin Dan Sword Cultivator.

The strange thing is that after fighting again, although the moves of the two were extremely powerful, there was no real collision.

However, the murderous intent that pervaded it made every monk's heart tremble.

Chu Qingling's sword transformation sea was infused with an extremely strong artistic conception, even if he controlled the sword sea and did not move, it also made Chen Ping's breathing blocked.

Sword intent divides the winner and losers!

Chen Ping immediately understood Chu Qingling's intentions, and after smiling coldly, a green lotus more than ten zhang long greeted him.

Nine swords were born on each petal of this lotus, flickering with a terrible cold light.

It was the Qinglian Sword Intent that he cultivated for two lifetimes.

"Boom"

"Boom"

In the air, the sound of sword qi roaring from time to time was heard in the quiet atmosphere, reminding the cultivators how terrible this battle was.

It was the sound of the two sword intents colliding in the air, but it became more and more terrifying for the two of them, silent and dangerous.

"The artistic conception of the sword, you can't do it either, I'm very curious, what kind of breakthrough did you rely on to break through the third step!"

In all directions, Chu Qingling's laughter was mighty.

A vast white sea of swords churned and rushed, and then, the sea of silver and silver was dyed with a sea of silver and silver.

Just listening to the sound of "bang", the green lotus that condensed the mighty sword qi seemed to be thrown into the boiling oil pot, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Collapse!"

After the Kunwu sword smashed the green lotus, in the void, the blazing sword qi as vast as the sea was arranged autonomously and evolved into various sword formations, which were as strict as a cage, and had the feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

At this time, the most uncomfortable thing was the Pure Yang Sword in the sea of swords.

Under the pressure of the sword intent, each move weighed more than 10 million catties, and it was difficult to move.

A beam of white light rushed indiscriminately, and the sea of swords in the rear followed.

The wind and clouds changed color, and there was an indescribable sword aura everywhere.

"Chu Qingling's Pure Yang Sword Decisive Plan can't withstand it, but Chen is not a sword cultivator, and he is a cultivator of my generation who adapts to changes."

Muttering to himself, when the powerful white mangs slashed within half a zhang, Chen Ping decisively lifted the state of turning into a sword, and stretched out his right palm expressionlessly.

As if grabbing steamed buns, his five fingers bent slightly to meet him.

There was no shocking movement, and with a simple grasp, the white mang seemed to be frozen by an iceberg.

In the small five-fingered cage, twisting and turning, but no matter how much you break free, it doesn't help.

The sea of swords that followed also suffered an embarrassing scene.

"Puff Puff"

Layers of huge waves swept towards the figure in the center, seemingly with infinite power.

But Chen Ping has always stood still.

I saw that under his skin, a trace of silver gradually lit up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of silver light that illuminated all directions, which was very mysterious.

A moment later, the surging sword light was all gone, and the turbulent sky returned to calm.

"Jindan Flesh!"

Chu Qingling shouted, and there was a hint of surprise in the rolling.

Shen Wanwan's master, Zhu Jin, once told him once, saying that Chen Ping might be the pinnacle of the powerful Yuan Dan, or even the Jin Dan body cultivation.

However, there are very few monks in the sect who believe this.

Because in the entire Yuanyan cultivation world, there is only one Jindan body that is famous!

Too rare!

After all, physical cultivation and Dharma cultivation are different, and the ascension realm is very dependent on the supreme treasure of heaven and earth.

And the Yuanyan Islands belong to a barren land, and it is difficult to give birth to a Jindan body cultivator.

But a real scene happened.

Chen Ping's physical cultivation realm has indeed reached the Jindan realm!

Chu Qingling was jealous, but his heart was full of taste.

"The Jindan real person who cultivates the Dharma Body Dually?"

"No wonder Senior Chen dares to argue with Lanyue Jindan, with the blessing of the physical body Jindan, his old man's strength is comparable to the middle stage, right?"

Below, several Yuan Dan monks with considerable discernment were the first to react, and their faces were moving.

"The Ancestor is invincible!"

And the Chen monks were stunned for a few breaths, and then fell into even more crazy excitement.

Chen Ping Ancestor should be the first person in the Yuanyan Islands to cultivate contemporary style and law.

Of course, the Chen monk's knowledge was not enough to know about the existence of the evil venerable in the sea area of the Twin Cities.

But it does not prevent them from respecting and worshiping their ancestors.

"It's actually the body of Jindan, can Master Chu still win?"

"Uncle Shi's top-grade psychic dao device has not yet been unsheathed, so it's too early to make a conclusion."

After the shock, Wang Ning commanded with a gloomy face: "You quickly send the news back to the sect and let a few ancestors know!" ”

……

"The next sword move has consumed twenty drops of my essence blood, which is a step stronger than the power of the lower-grade psychic dao weapon."

Chen Ping crushed the white mang in the palm of his hand with one palm, and grinned: "You specialize in swordsmanship, it seems that it is nothing more than that." ”

Before he could finish speaking, his body blurred slightly, and a series of afterimages appeared.

The next moment, as if gliding in the air, his body appeared strangely above the Kunwu Sword.

The dragon eagle step of the Three Peerless Palaces is supernatural!

Although Chen Ping had only mastered the first layer, driven by his strong body, he was no longer inferior to Chu Qingling, who was in the state of unity of human and sword!

"What, this guy bought the Dragon Eagle Step at the Twin Cities Meeting, and he has only comprehended it three years ago?"

As soon as Kunwu Jian saw the figure appear above his head, he was shocked and frightened, and a sword shot out, hitting Chen Ping, who was close at hand.

After a "poof", Chen Ping's silver palm was casually fanned.

It was like swatting a fly, and the sword light flew out at once.

At the same time, his mana frantically entered his eyes, and a dazzling blue light burst out from the depths of his pupils, and he saw the Kunwu Sword's moves thoroughly.

Immediately, his expressionless figure flickered, his arms were raised, and a large silver hand grabbed the hilt of the sword like thunder.

The other hand grasped the tip of the sword.

It was as if two hard iron pincers instantly made this sword immobile for a moment.

Then, with a loud cry in his mouth, he pressed hard with both arms at the same time.

The strength of Jindan body cultivation is more than 10 million catties, not to mention that it is just a top-grade Dao weapon, even an ordinary low-grade psychic Dao weapon will be immediately torn to pieces.

"Bang"

Kunwu sword screamed, broke from the middle, the sword qi overflowed, and an embarrassed figure hung out with a pale face.

"Kungo!"

Holding the two sword bodies in his hands, Chu Qingling's expression was extremely angry.

This sword is the natal magic weapon that has followed him for hundreds of years.

Now, Kun Wu is seriously injured, and he immediately suffered a strong backlash.

"What else will you do but the sword, just use it!"

Chen Ping, who raised his eyebrows, kept smiling, and Long Ying stepped up and punched Chu Qingling's back.

At the same time, the phoenix transformed by the ice spirit crystal flame appeared and opened its mouth to cry.

A trace of strange fluctuations covered Chu Qingling.

But Chu Qingling was a Jindan monk anyway, so he immediately got out of his trance, and opened his mouth to spew out a palm-sized golden bell.

"Boom!"

The little bell struck heavily, and a circle of golden ripples swung out, easily breaking the phoenix cry clear spell.

Chu Qingling's sword flashed under his feet, and he narrowly avoided Chen Ping's physical punch.

Chen Ping smiled coldly, grabbed the void with his other hand, and three flames appeared, turning into three half-zhang firebirds after a flash.

Dry Blue Purple Flame, Storm Flame, Ice Spirit Crystal Flame, the three major spiritual flames appeared together for the first time!

"Wow!"

A clear sound came out of the mouths of the three birds, and they rushed down towards Chu Qingling.

Chu Qingling's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately used his mana to condense a golden spear several zhang long, and opened three spiritual fires.

But the golden spear was also burned into nothingness by the attached flames.

At this moment, with a loud shout, Chu Qingling's ears buzzed, and with the fierce wind, a silver fist quickly enlarged in his pupils.

At the last moment, a small bronze shield suddenly appeared, just blocking the silver fist.

"The medium-grade defensive psychic dao weapon, the Shangzong really has a deep heritage."

Chen Ping snorted coldly, his fist shook slightly, and hundreds of ordinary fist shadows appeared, "poof" a few times, and each fist shadow accurately hit a position of the small shield.

Moreover, his mana also turned into huge fire palms, which smashed down with his flesh.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Under the silver light shock, his fist sank a few inches deep, and Chu Qingling screamed, and the whole person flew out.

But that small bronze shield is a genuine medium-grade psychic weapon.

Even if he was slammed by Chen Ping, it was only a little dented, and there was not much damage.

The great advantages of the dual cultivation of the Dharma body are undoubtedly displayed!

Spells, the physical body can attack together, Chu Qingling is almost facing the attack of two monks of the same rank!

"Poof"

Chu Qingling's internal organs were turned upside down in an instant, and he hurriedly swallowed a fourth-grade healing pill before he could barely suppress the injury.

Seeing Chen Ping coming with a three-color sea of fire, Chu Qingling's eyes shrank, and a five-foot long sword with purple qi flew out of his sleeve robe.

The name of this sword is called Purple Rhino, and it was left by a certain Jindan ancestor three thousand years ago, and its power is absolutely unparalleled.

In order to congratulate him on his promotion to the Golden Pill, Senior Brother Gu allowed him to choose one of the two special hole cards and the Purple Rhino Sword.

He intended to refine the Purple Rhino Sword into a new natal magic weapon in the middle of the Jindan.

So, without hesitation, I chose the latter!

Before coming to Kongming Island, he was not prepared to use the Purple Rhino Sword at all.

But Chen Ping revealed Jin Dan's body, and he knew that if he didn't sacrifice this sword today, he would not be able to end it.

The ancestor of the dignified sect for thousands of years, Jin Dan, who can't fight the forces under his command, will really make him lose face!

"This seat has created a sword by itself, the name of the sun and the moon is the same, if you catch me, you will admit it!"

Chu Qingling, who was holding the purple rhino sword, suddenly changed his breath, and in the spiritual acupoints around his body, countless dense and brilliant sword qi erupted, covering the void and the sky, and the surging sword light was simply omnipresent and omnipresent.

Every inch of his skin was surging with wisps of sharp sword qi.

Repeatedly, there is a tendency for all swords to be one.

"Purple rhino, go!"

Chu Qingling's mana was all poured in, and the purple rhino sword turned into a dragon and escaped into the air.

At the moment of the shot, it was divided into two spirit swords with the same appearance.

One is like the scorching sun in the sky, flashing with blazing light.

A stalk is like a cold moon, intertwined with a cold glow.

However, the vision of heaven and earth driven by these two flying swords is so weird.

Obviously diametrically opposed attributes, but they converge together, giving people an unusually harmonious feeling.

Among the two swords, the powerful power contained in them could make Chen Ping's eyelids jump wildly.

Sword cultivation likes self-reporting moves, which can be regarded as a major feature of the cultivation world.

Especially the powerful sword moves created by himself, I can't wait to spread it to the cultivation world immediately.

At this moment, Chen Ping's heart was sour.

This person, like Jin Zhaoheng, is a true kendo genius.

"The sun and the moon shine together!"

Chu Qingling pressed his fingers, and the two swords in the air rotated around each other as if they were invited, and burst out of a terrifying and boundless sword torrent, Guan Chong bullfighting, spreading in all directions!

This time, the sword qi in his field of vision completely enveloped Chen Ping, leaving him with no way to escape.

"Boom!"

As soon as the two swords fell, across the ground of a hundred feet, they were blasted open a huge ravine.

The hills were cut neatly flat, and the rocks, grass and trees were completely turned into powder and evaporated.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Lanyue Pavilion monks, the Chen family, and the scattered cultivators, nothing could be seen, and it was so white and gray that even the divine sense could not peek into the battle situation.

The smoke and dust dispersed.

A mountain peak at the end of the mountain is as if it has been torn apart and rubbed by a giant beast.

The face is beyond recognition, the sores are all over the place, and it is shocking.

In a ravine ten zhang wide, the purple rhino sword that had been merged into one was inserted into Chen Ping's heart and ran through his body.

The silver light on his body was covered with countless sword wounds, dripping with blood, and his face was pale and transparent.

"Ping'er!"

"Hiraro!"

"Ancestor!"

The Chen family was shocked, full of anxiety and fear.

The monks on the side of the Lanyue Pavilion showed boundless joy and applauded.

"No, Chen Zhenren's breath is still there!"

Pavilion Master Wang Ning's divine sense swept towards the bloody man over there, and was immediately rebounded by a powerful divine soul power, dizzy, and snorted in his mouth.

"Ahem."

Inside the pit, blood bubbles surged at the corners of Chen Ping's mouth, but a smile appeared on his face.

The power of the top-grade psychic dao weapon combined with the self-created swordsmanship is extraordinary.

It took five hundred drops of essence blood to solidify it in his heart.

After using the Ice Spirit Crystal Flame to melt the sword qi poured into the body, the sword was completely sealed in the flesh.

Of course, Chen Ping had expected that this sword would not be enough to destroy his physical body.

That's why I'm willing to take the risk and force the hard connection.

Otherwise, even if the Divine Soul Method or the Immortal Thunder Method were exposed, Chu Qingling would be slaughtered on the spot!

"I must get this sword, with it, my strength can be increased by fifty percent!"

Chen Ping grasped the hilt of the Purple Rhino Sword, and suddenly had a bold idea.

But in this way, the Divine Soul Exercise will inevitably leak out.

"No matter, let's take it first!"

Chen Ping was ruthless, suppressed the power of the divine soul at 65,000 zhang, and shook the sword fiercely.

"Do you dare to accept me for the moon treasure?"

Feeling the sharp pain transmitted by the divine soul, Chu Qingling was shocked and angry.

dragged his seriously injured body, crushed more than a dozen high-grade golden spirit stones in a row, and fell desperately into the huge pit.

However, Chu Qingling lost his sense of the spirit sword in mid-air.

"Boom!"

The divine consciousness continued to cut, and after more than ten consecutive suppressions, the mark of the Purple Rhino Sword completely disappeared.

Instantly it became an ownerless thing.

"Your heart of fighting for strength and courage is too great, which is detrimental to the cultivation of the way of the sword, this sword Chen is temporarily kept, and let the Yin Zhenren of your sect find me to retrieve it in the future."

As soon as the storage ring lit up, the purple rhino sword suddenly disappeared, Chen Ping patted the dust and stood up, and said seriously.

And at the same time, the scars on his body are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"You're looking for death!"

Chu Qingling's face twisted hideously, and the paranoid side of the sword cultivator was completely exposed, and he rushed over with a ball of metallic sword qi.

"Not a long lesson?"

Chen Ping smiled coldly, smashed the sword qi with one palm, and then grabbed Chu Qingling's ankle with a backhand and dragged him directly to the pit.

"Ahh

With Chu Qingling's violent scream, the entire piece of his abdomen, including the crotch of his pants, was already a blur of flesh and blood!

Then, the soles of Chen Ping's feet flashed, and his limbs were broken into three sections!

"Chu Daoyou's new Golden Pill has not been determined, right?"

Chen Ping stepped on Chu Qingling's dantian, and said indifferently: "You have lost both Kunwu and Purple Rhino, this seat will give you a number, no sword real person, what do you think?" ”