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Eight Seven-Star Sword Venerable powerhouses, joining forces at this time, such an offensive is simply terrifying.

The powerhouses of the nearby Forbidden Heavenly City roared angrily and wanted to come to the rescue, but it was too late, so they had to watch the eight people and head towards Han Chen.

Han Chen's face sank like water, his dark eyes, without the slightest fluctuation, and the soul power of the Refining Spirit Realm shrouded the surroundings, completely locking these eight people.

Just as the eight of them were approaching and were about to attack Han Chen, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the hearts of the eight people.

"It's not good, retreat!"

One of them shouted, and the other seven also knew that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"Roar!!"

In the horrified gaze of the eight people, Han Chen's jet-black eyes instantly turned purple-red, his mouth opened, and a high-pitched dragon groan suddenly erupted from the depths of his throat.

Dragon Roar Sonic Wave!

The dragon's chant endlessly, resounding through the heavens and the earth!

The purple-red sound waves, like water ripples, centered on Han Chen, rippled towards the surrounding waves, and there was no time to react, and the eight people were instantly hit by the impact.

Poof, poof, poof...

The dragon roaring sound wave is the sonic skill inherited by Han Chen from the bloodline of the ancient ancestor dragon, its power is so terrifying, not to mention that Han Chen still uses the cultivation of the peak realm of the Seven-Star Sword Venerable to exert it, even if those eight people are also the powerhouses of the late stage and peak realm of the Seven-Star Sword Venerable, they can't resist it, and they are seriously injured by the impact in an instant, and the red blood sprays out, staining the sky red.

Not only these eight people, but even some of the powerhouses of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty in the vicinity were not spared, and they were all seriously injured by the impact.

Among them, there are naturally some powerhouses of the Forbidden Heavenly City. There is no way, the sonic power is all-round coverage and cannot be controlled, but fortunately, there are not many people, and the strength is all as strong as the Nine-Star Sword Venerable, but it can't be affected.

"Kill!!"

His gaze swept around. Murderous intent surged in Han Chen's eyes.

Boom...

With the two swords in hand, the thirty-meter swordsmanship forbidden area unfolded, and in an instant, with Han Chen as the center, a storm of sword qi was set off, enveloping all the nearby Heavenly Dragon Dynasty powerhouses who were seriously injured by the sound wave gong.

Sneer...

Blood flowers are flying, the sky is dyed red, this round of offensive. It only lasted for half a breath before it stopped.

When Han Chen stepped out of the battle circle with his twin swords in hand, more than thirty powerhouses of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty were wiped out and fell downward.

Nearly half of them were killed by Han Chen, and the other half were killed by the powerhouses of the Forbidden Heavenly City.

And this. It's just a breath away!

"I didn't think you had any energy left, but I was a little surprised. But it's just a death throe!"

Standing on top of the Thousand Feet Blood Dragon, he looked at Han Chen leisurely, he didn't pursue just now, he had this confidence, he could kill Han Chen, he was enjoying the process.

"Really?"

Step out of the circle. Outside the steps, Han Chen stopped, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the steps, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"I know you have a lot of cards. I just don't know, at this time, what hole cards do you still haven't used!" Bu Wanqian showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Now, I'll show you my last hole cards!"

Exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, Han Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and the aura on his body, which had reached the peak realm of the Seven-Star Sword Venerable, began to stir violently, and there was a faint tendency to continue to climb upward.

"Sword fetus, shattered!"

His lips twitched, and Han Chen spat out softly.

In the dantian in the body, three blue, slowly rotating three sword fetuses, one of which suddenly shook and exploded, and in an instant, the majestic power of the sword yuan, like a mountain torrent, surged out wildly and scattered into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Rumble!!

In an instant, the aura of the peak realm of the Seven-Star Sword Venerable on Han Chen's body skyrocketed, breaking through the barrier, stepping onto the realm of the Eight-Star Sword Venerable, and then marching forward, without the slightest stagnation, constantly breaking through, and in just two breaths, he rushed to the late stage of the Eight-Star Sword Venerable before stopping.

"Broken Sword Fetus, this is your hole card?Yes, you can fight with me, but unfortunately, after today, you will be a wasted person, die!" Feeling the terrifying aura of the surging waves on Han Chen's body, Bu Wanqian's face finally changed, and he was calmly gone, replaced by an icy cold.

In the late stage of the Eight-Star Sword Venerable, he already felt some pressure, and he didn't talk any more nonsense, and he urged the thousands of blood dragons under him to sweep the general trend of heaven and earth, and bombarded towards Han Chen.

In this regard, Han Chen's eyes were still calm, without the slightest fluctuation, and the smile on his face not only did not converge, but even became more brilliant.

Breaking a sword fetus is a wasted person?

Let's have another one!

Don't forget, Han Chen's cultivation of the "Three Dragons Sword Technique" is not just one sword fetus, but three, this is the strength of the "Three Dragons Sword Technique", if it weren't for this, he would not have changed the exercises until now, even if he got the powerful kendo secret book of "Sword Twenty-three Styles", he only practiced the sword style, not the exercises.

"Sword fetus, shattered!"

With his lips twitching, Han Chen said softly again.

In the dantian, the second sword fetus shattered in response, and the power of the rolling sword yuan, majestic as an abyss, poured into the meridians, and a tearing feeling of swelling and pain emerged.

Han Chen's face instantly turned pale, but he didn't pay attention to this, his eyes were firmly fixed on the thousands of steps not far away, and the smile on his face was as bright as the sun.

Shattering a sword fetus can leave him unharmed. But the two sword tires exceeded his tolerance limit and began to overload. As for the three sword fetuses, they are all killing moves, not to mention that the cultivation is completely wasted, and they will also explode and die.

Rumble!!

The aura on his body, which had reached the late realm of the Eight-Star Sword Venerable, climbed wildly again.

"Eight-star pinnacle... Impossible..."

Feeling the breath of Han Chen's body soaring wildly again, Bu Wanqian's eyes widened, and his face showed a look of horror.

Not only him, but at this time, many Sword Venerable powerhouses in the battle circle not far away, whether it was the Forbidden Heavenly City, the Heavenly Sword Sect, or the powerhouses of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, the Jiuyang Heavenly Sect, and the Ethereal Divine Palace, all turned their heads to look at each other.

Even above the void, Xueyang, who was fighting fiercely with Guiguzi, couldn't help but poke out a trace of perception and came down to check.

"Nine... Nine stars!"

"Nine-Star Sword Venerable, how is this possible?"

"Two sword fetuses, what kind of exercises is this Han Chen cultivating?"

"Monster, this guy is definitely a monster!"

The crowd watching the battle from a distance was already stunned at this time, and their hearts were shocked, and they couldn't do more.

"Nine-Star Sword Venerable mid-stage, it's not bad!"

Finally, the crazy soaring aura on Han Chen's body stopped.

He looked up at Bu Wanqian and chuckled.

"Now, it's my turn!" (To be continued.) )