"It's so fast, and it's not inferior to me when it's used to the extreme. ”

Seeing that Chen Ziling was able to escape from the sword of the 'Four Kinds of Meikai' in his hand, the Meitan Saint was a little surprised, it was the Second Tribulation Void Saint, and there were not many people who wanted to escape from his sword, this Chen Ziling was indeed a dangerous person.

This also made the murderous intent in the heart of the Meitan saint even worse.

This Chen Ziling must fall in this starry sky today.

"Plum in two!"

The Meitan Sage attacked again, and the blade of the sword stabbed straight into Chen Ziling's chest

The sword wind struck, and the temperature in all directions plummeted, like cold snow, as cold as frost, and this sword contained a powerful artistic conception of ice, wind, and snow.

It's cold, it's terrible.

The moves that are displayed by the Vitality are completely different from the moves that are displayed by the Divine Qi.

Although the foundation of the Holy Qi is still the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, it is integrated with the rules of the Holy Dao, and the attack power is quite terrifying.

"Whoa-" Mei Yuejian fell.

The power of Chen Ziling's two Fu Yuan battle halberds was stimulated again, and Mei Xun Sword confronted him, at this moment, Chen Ziling had begun to burn essence blood, he had a Tianyuan Realm body, and the blood river in his body was powerful, and burning essence blood was not a difficult thing for him.

At the same time, Chen Ziling drew out the Chixiao Sword and stabbed the Meitan Sage with his backhand.

"Little trick. Ice and Fire Meiding!"

The Meitan sage burned the ice crystal flame in his hand, and a flame Mei Ding appeared out of thin air, this time the Meitan sage urged the artistic conception of fire and the artistic conception of ice, and perfectly integrated the two artistic conceptions together.

Ice and Fire Mei Ding and Chen Ziling's Chixiao Sword collided, and the Chixiao Sword was shocked and flew out, and Ice and Fire Mei Ding was also shattered.

The Meitan sage swung out the Meiyue sword and made a move again.

Cut plum!

The Meitan sage swung out a sword again, and the sword qi merged into the artistic conception of the sword, and a sword was slashed out, as if it was about to smash the Chixiao sword.

Chen Ziling felt a hint of danger, and quickly took a few steps back and took the Chixiao Sword back.

Of course, he wasn't worried that the Chixiao Sword would be smashed, this Chixiao Sword was a rather extraordinary treasure, even if it was a top-notch Saint Realm existence, it wouldn't be able to break it, but if he didn't defend it in time, he would indulge this sword qi and rush over.

He's going to get hurt.

A thousand shadows!

Chen Ziling put the Chixiao Sword in front of him, and among the Chixiao Sword, countless sword shadows rushed out, blocking the Meiyue Sword of the Meitan Sage.

"Shattered!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Meitan Sage slashed out several sword rays, smashing the sword shadow one by one.

After the sword shadow was shattered, the Meitan Sage quickly withdrew the Mei Yue sword, urged the holy power in his body, and pressed a finger forward.

"Xunmei Changfeng Finger!"

At this time, the Meitan Saint just tried the results of his decades of cultivation of holy arts, and saw how strong this Xunmei Changfeng Finger was, and he didn't have an accurate number.

In the body of the Meitan saint, the holy qi is surging, condensing on the thumb of the right hand of the Meitan saint.

At the same time that the Meitan sage used Xunmei Changfeng to point, a faint shadow of the saint Meifa appeared behind the Meitan sage.

It's a powerful holy art!

Xunmei Changfeng pointed out that there was a total of dead realms.

Shattered Mountain Realm.

Broken sea border.

Crossing borders.

Long Heaven Realm.

Xunmei realm.

The current Xunmei Changfeng of the Meitan Sage can only be regarded as an entry, and if you really want to reach the Xunmei realm, at least you have to wait until the Meitan Sage realm to reach more than six tribulations.

The origin of this holy art is very extraordinary, and it is the most powerful inheritance of their Mei clan.

"Boom—"

Xunmei Changfeng fingers converged in one point and pressed towards Chen Ziling, but in Chen Ziling's opinion, it was as if a mountain was pressing towards him.

This sense of oppression is extremely strong, and if this trick falls on you, you will definitely be injured!

Chen Ziling naturally couldn't sit still, a large amount of Hongmeng Yuan Qi gushed out of his body, forming a thousand elephant shadows in front of him, and then blocked the Chixiao Sword in his hand, such a powerful defense, even if it was an ordinary Three Tribulation Realm Void Saint, it would definitely not be able to shatter it.

Xunmei Changfeng fingers crushed down, bursting out of a terrifying and holy energy, Chen Ziling's defense was torn apart layer by layer, and he had no ability to resist at all, the strength of the holy realm moves was indeed quite terrifying.

"Brother Ling!" Where can Zhong Zhixi still be able to hold on, holding the sword and immediately wanting to rush forward, but the other three saints of the four saints of Mei Xun, where can they let Zhong Zhixi intervene in it.

"Little girl, it's not your turn yet, wait for my eldest brother to take down that kid, and then let that kid watch me take you down, when the time comes, hehe...... I'll let him know the whereabouts of the offended Darkstar Temple. A saint looked at Zhong Zhixi and smiled lewdly.

Zhong Zhixi snorted coldly and stabbed out with a sword.

"Since you are looking for death, this saint will play with you first. "Among the four saints of Mei Xun, the second-ranked Mei Hong saint came out with a knife and attacked Zhong Zhixi with a knife.

This Meihong Saint, although not as powerful as his eldest brother, is also a saint in the Second Tribulation Realm, which should not be underestimated.

On the other side, Chen Ziling was injured by this finger and flew hundreds of feet.

The Meitan sage kicked out horizontally, and Mei Yue's long sword fell, about to cut off Chen Ziling's head, but at the moment when the sword fell, Chen Ziling's figure suddenly disappeared, and a terrifying sword wind roared in the ears of the Meitan sage.

The Meitan Sage narrowed his eyes, and hurriedly activated the armor he was wearing, the armor worn by the four sages of Meixun, although it was not a holy armor, it had reached the level of a half-holy weapon, and its defensive power was quite terrifying.

"Boom—"

Chen Ziling's sword fell, and at the last moment, he urged the spatial artistic conception and teleported to the side of the Meitan Sage.

The blade of the sword fell, the defense of the holy armor was shattered, and the Meitan saint was blown away by hundreds of zhang, leaving a bloody mark on the side of his face, but he was not seriously injured.

"Sure enough...... Sure enough, it's a space means. The Meitan Sage's eyes narrowed, more than four years ago, Chen Ziling fought against Jiang Yehan, and many people in the Dark Star Heavenly Palace had studied it, and there were more than a dozen saints, thinking that Chen Ziling had mastered the means of space.

Therefore, the Meitan sage has always been on guard.

Otherwise, this sword would definitely be able to seriously injure him, but even if he was on guard, the spatial means were unexpected, and the Meitan Saint still suffered some minor injuries.

Chen Ziling took a breath, he didn't expect that even if he used spatial means, he still didn't have the upper hand, and the Three Tribulation Saints were indeed quite powerful.

"You can be hurt, even if you die, you should be content. ”

In the eyes of the Meitan sage, the murderous intent was great, and he stepped on the starry sky with one foot, rolled up a storm, rushed towards Chen Ziling's position, held the withered old hand, and fell down with a punch to the door facing Chen Ziling.

A powerful fist rushed towards Chen Ziling, not a simple holy power, but integrated with the power of extraordinary fisting.

At this moment, this Meitan saint started to move, as if he was a different person, completely different from before.

Kendo is only the minor path of the Meitan sage, and the main path of the Meitan sage is boxing!

Before, he just felt that for a Yuan Sea Realm like Chen Ziling, there was no need to use the main cultivation path at all, even if he used the sword path, it was already more than enough.

But at this moment, the Meitan sage is not ready to hide his secrets.

"Hahaha, Xiao Nizi, my eldest brother used boxing, your little lover, I'm afraid I can't bear the three moves. ”

"He is dead, but if you are willing to follow this saint, you still have a way to live. ”

Zhong Zhixi didn't speak, she felt disgusted to say a word more than a word to such a person, her long sword kept attacking, wanting to force this Meihong saint to retreat, and hurried to support Chen Ziling.

The fist of the Meitan saint can be described as the most rigid and fierce, not at all like his withered veterans, who can fight.

This Meitan saint is already six hundred years old, and among the saints, it can be regarded as relatively large.

But his qi and blood are still very strong.

At the same time as rushing up, he actually threw seventy or eighty punches in a row, and the power of the fist condensed into a terrifying fist and rushed towards Chen Ziling.

His boxing is probably close to the level of the Great Perfection.

Chen Ziling did not pull out the Chixiao Sword in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Attack!"

Chen Ziling kicked out horizontally, flew out, and attacked the Meitan Sage who rushed up, and collided with the fist formed by the Meitan Sage in the starry sky.

"Bang!"

The artistic conception of this Meitan sage is extraordinary, but Chen Ziling's fist and palm skills are not weak, and his Thousand Dragon Attack has now also been cultivated to Ten Thousand Dragon Attack, and his attack power has increased several times.

The fist of the Meitan saint scattered and shattered under this palm.

But Chen Ziling also took a thousand feet back to unload the force on his body, and the blow just now gave him the feeling of being slapped on top of an incomparably hard iron mountain, and his palm still had some pain at the moment.

At the same time that Chen Ziling was shaken back, the Meitan Sage was also shocked back.

Just one step.

"The power of my Ten Thousand Dragons Attack Activation Forehead has been integrated into the Gang Qi of the top Tianyuan Realm body, and I still can't take advantage of it, this person's cultivation above the body is really extraordinary. Chen Ziling was secretly shocked in his heart.

"This kid, his kung fu is actually so good, he can force me to take a step back, and his strength is indeed not weak. The Meitan sage thought secretly in his heart.

Chen Ziling shot again, unleashed the Peng Lei Breaking Void Body Method, and the figure instantly drifted up.

In the starry sky, there were more than a dozen afterimages one after another.

The eyes of the Meitan saint narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see the location of Chen Ziling clearly.

"Good boy, I really have some means, I can shatter my fist, and I can also make this saint stunned. The Meitan Sage smiled coldly, took a few steps back, observed the Quartet, and constantly determined the accurate range of Chen Ziling.

After this battle, he could clearly feel that Chen Ziling's strength was improving, and he was constantly improving when he fought with him.

It's like using him as a litmus test.

Ten Thousand Dragons Attack!

On the right side of the Meitan Sage, Chen Ziling suddenly struck a blow, and the dragon shadow formed by the Gang Qi instantly condensed out, rushing towards the Meitan Sage.

"Little trick!" The Meitan Sage slammed on the starry sky with his left foot, and then suddenly swung out his left fist to meet Chen Ziling.

"Bang-"

Powerful fists scattered and surged.

The power formed by the attack of ten thousand dragons was quickly shattered, and the Meitan Saint also felt a sharp pain in his left hand, and was directly shocked and flew out.

But what he didn't expect was just two steps away from the shock, and this Meitan saint stopped like a mountain, and he didn't receive any impact at all.

His body is really as calm as an iron mountain.

"It's such a powerful force, it's not a puppet that exists in the Holy Realm. Chen Ziling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought in his heart.

The winner is the prince and the loser.

"Good boy, there are really some doorways, that" Although he was repelled by Chen Ziling two steps, the Meitan sage still has a lot of success in his chest.

The Meitan Sage has been guarding here for more than four years, and he hasn't fought with anyone for more than four years, and this time, he also has a hearty battle.

In the throat of the Meitan sage, there was a roar like a lion and a tiger, and the qi was mixed between the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, like eight golden dragons.

One after another, the power gathered on the hands of the Meitan sage.

Then he clenched his fists, and as soon as he stepped out, his fists slammed out, and those fists rushed out like two dragons.

"Bang bang bang-"

Dozens of punches, or even hundreds of punches, collided in mid-air, bursting out with extremely terrifying power, forming a wave of gangfeng scattered and swept away.

Chen Ziling mobilized nearly a thousand rivers of blood, and the blood and qi on his body were majestic, and the blood and vitality were intertwined, attacking and killing, and the speed of punching and palming was also extremely fast.

Above the starry sky, the fists and shadows were staggered, and the degree of the two of them was too fast, even some holy realm existences couldn't see their movements clearly.

"Chixiao, go!"

Chen Ziling shouted, mobilized the Chixiao Sword in an instant, and attacked and killed the Meitan Saint.

And the Meitan Sage had already prepared, and the Mei Yue Sword flew out at the same time to block the Chixiao Sword.

But at the same moment, Blood Condensation held the Fuyuan Battle Halberd in his hand and slashed out from the left side.

The Chixiao Sword is a means of temptation.

And Chen Ziling's real purpose is to create an opportunity for the blood condensation body to attack the Meitan Saint from the side.

The Meitan Sage hurriedly withdrew his move, he never expected that Chen Ziling would be able to use three attacks at the same time.

But his speed was still a little slower, and the Fuyuan battle halberd directly cut through his neck, and a stream of blood flowed out in a flash.

"Boom, boom—"

Under the cloud of death, the Meitan sage urged his body to retreat continuously, and blood flowed out.

The Meitan Sage gasped, and there was a six-inch-long blood mark on his neck, and more importantly, this blood mark was difficult to recover.

Obviously, there is something wrong with Chen Ziling's halberd!

"Boy, if you don't break through the saint at this time, when will you have to break the saint in one fell swoop and slaughter all four of them. A figure suddenly came out of Chen Ziling's body at this time.

It's none other than the second dog who has been sleeping for almost five years.

In the past five years, Ergou has not woken up, but at this time he suddenly jumped out.

"The Purple Mansion Hongmeng Yuan Qi in your body has reached its peak, and it's a good time to break through the Holy Realm!"