"I can give you a chance to transform into my body and fight with me, otherwise, you will definitely die!"

The Mo Han Sword in his left hand was raised, pointing at the Blue Emperor, and Han Chen's voice was full of peerless edge. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that this sounds like it, but it feels so arrogant!

"Hahaha..."Even if the Qing Emperor is well-cultivated, he couldn't help but laugh angrily at this time, and with a 'swish', the ancient sword in his hand was raised, also pointing at Han Chen, with a trace of anger in his eyes, and said: "Boy, you can't say all the words, if you don't turn into the body, I will definitely die?" Where did you get your confidence!"

"Opportunity, I've already given it to you, but you don't cherish it yourself, and you can't complain about others!" Hearing Emperor Qing's words, Han Chen shook his head lightly and said with a hint of regret.

The voice fell, Han Chen didn't say more, he raised his hands, the Mo Han Sword in his left hand, horizontal in front of him, and the Emperor Blood Sword, which was erected in front of him.

Two swords, the blades of the swords are attached together, one vertical and one horizontal!

At this moment, the aura on Han Chen's body completely changed, and all the true intentions dissipated, and all that was left was the edge, the peerless edge, the earth-shattering edge.

This edge is so pure, without a trace of impurities!

"This breath..."The Blue Emperor's face changed slightly.

"The way of the cross, resist the world, shatter everything!" Han Chen's lips twitched and he slowly exhaled.

Swish!

The voice fell, and the Mo Han Sword that Han Chen was holding horizontally in his right hand trembled slightly, and a clear sword groan resounded, and at the same time, Han Chen's whole person disappeared.

"What's going on, where is it?" the Blue Emperor's pupils suddenly constricted, the size of a pinpoint.

Not only him, but also those powerhouses in the distance who were waiting for the opportunity to watch the battle also changed their faces and looked around.

It's just that no matter how they search, they can't find Han Chen's existence, and even his breath is completely gone.

It was as if it had completely disappeared from this world.

"Horizontal sword, kill!"

Han Chen's voice resounded between heaven and earth, resounding in all directions, but no one could find his figure.

Laugh at!!

The void cracked, and a terrifying sword light appeared across the sky, with an incredible speed, slashing towards the Blue Emperor.

The warning in the heart of the Qing Emperor roared, the cold hairs all over his body suddenly rose, and a breath of death surged out in his heart.

How many years has this been without this feeling?

It seemed that he hadn't felt this way since that divine battle 100,000 years ago, but now, Han Chen's sword had made him experience the breath of death again.

"Bastard!!"

The Qing Emperor was furious, the aura on his body exploded, the azure light flashed on his body, and the ancient sword in his hand was raised, blocking in front of him, and directly greeted him.

Clang!

Click!

Han Chen's sword qi was blocked by the Blue Emperor, but the ancient sword in his hand made a crisp sound, and then cracks spread all over and shattered.

"A sword, break my sword!" Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Emperor Qing's eyes showed a trace of sluggishness.

His sword was refined by his own feathers, although he did not have spiritual intelligence, but in terms of quality, it was comparable to the Nine Rank Life Weapon, and after his 100,000 years of cultivation, it was even more powerful.

But now, he couldn't catch Han Chen's sword, and it was broken directly!

How powerful is Han Chen's sword?

Even the nine-grade life weapon can be broken with one sword!

"Huh..."

At this moment, the Qing Emperor was furious, raised his head and let out a shocking roar, and the azure light on his body was crazy and blazing, like a dazzling sun.

Behind him, the phantom of a Qingluan Divine Bird quickly emerged, the divine horse was incomparable, its wings spread, and it wanted to soar for nine days, such a peerless posture, which made people intoxicated.

"It's too late to want to transform now!" Han Chen's voice rang out.

The powerhouses in the distance, following the prestige, all had their pupils constricted, because they didn't know when, Han Chen actually appeared in his previous position again.

The double swords in his hand are still in front of him, one horizontal and one vertical!

His eyes were still pure white, and the cold air on his body continued to escape, and the sea water under his feet instantly froze, and then spread around.

It's just that on his body, in addition to the earth-shattering terrifying aura, the rest is only the peerless edge, and it seems that everything in the world cannot escape his sword and will be cut off.

"The way of longitude, one hand covers the sky, and the heaven and the earth do not exist!"

When the voice fell, the Emperor Blood Sword raised in Han Chen's left hand trembled slightly, and the earth-shattering sword groan emanated.

Swish!

This time, Han Chen did not disappear again, and his sword swinging movements were clearly seen by people.

The Qing Emperor also saw clearly, at this moment, the warning in his heart roared again, even stronger than before.

He tried to dodge, but the next moment, he found that he couldn't dodge at all, to be exact, he lost control of his body and couldn't move at all.

"It's... The power of heaven and earth!!" The Qing Emperor's face finally showed a look of fear.

What kind of kendo is this?

As soon as the sword came out, it actually attracted the power of heaven and earth to seal himself, so that he could not resist or dodge at all, so he could only watch this sword attack and accept this sword with his body.

Poof!!

Han Chen's sword finally arrived, without the slightest stagnation, directly into his body, and then like cutting tofu, it slashed past his body, and then slashed over the phantom of the Qingluan Divine Bird behind him.

The phantom of the Qingluan Divine Bird should have been formless, incomprehensible and untouchable, but after this sword stroke, the phantom of the Qingluan Divine Bird was cut in half.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his body, the Qing Emperor had a trace of confusion in his eyes, this feeling was very familiar, but it seemed very strange.

The vitality in his body was rapidly dissipating, and he understood that he was about to fall.

Fall!

It's really a familiar, yet unfamiliar feeling, 100,000 years ago, he killed countless strong people, survived that divine war, and survived to this day.

I thought that this time in the Divine War, I would have a chance to win the position of the god, but I didn't expect that the Divine War had just begun, and I was about to fall.

I got through the first time, but I can't escape the second time.

Is this really fate?

Emperor Qing raised his head, looked at Han Chen not far away, and asked slowly, "This is... What kendo..."

Han Chen's eyes raised slightly, looking at the Qing Emperor, the emperor of the Qingluan clan, the peerless powerhouse, today, he will fall here, and he still died at the hands of his own rising star, the younger generation.

In his pure white eyes, the indifferent look faded, and a trace of regret emerged.

He shook his head, shook his hands, and slowly put his two swords into their sheaths, then looked at the Blue Emperor, his lips twitched, and he spat out.

"This sword path is famous!"

(To be continued.) )