Above the sky, in the midst of a blue canopy.

The sharp sword qi was extremely large in number, densely packed, like a sword forged by a mouthful of fine iron. Constantly staggering and galloping, cutting through the air, and stabbing or slashing, or slashing towards one of the figures at a very fast speed.

Han Chen's face was calm, his hands or fists or palms were constantly changing rapidly, and before the sword qi could get close to his body, he was directly crushed by his powerful force.

Moreover, Han Chen has a keen soul perception, and his eyesight and ear power are astonishingly keen, so he doesn't need to deliberately capture it.

When his mind moves, all the changes around him are in his heart.

Although the power of each of these sword qi was comparable to the full force of the eight-star sword weapon realm, under Han Chen's physical strength that was now comparable to the half-step sword spirit realm, he could not resist at all.

At the same time, with the power of the shock that shattered the sword qi, Han Chen's body shape changed, and the force of the fall quickly dissipated, and a wave of lift suddenly appeared, causing him to stay in the air again.

Although it is said that the volley is empty and the body flies, only when you step into the realm of the Sword Emperor can you have the ability. But through this method, it can also achieve the purpose of staying in the air, but it has extremely strong requirements for physical control.

However, for Han Chen, this was a simple matter, when it came to the control of the physical body, there was no one who could be stronger than the body refiner.

In this way, Han Chen continued to borrow his strength and stayed in the air.

As soon as the punch was blasted out, there were more than a dozen sword qi, which instantly collapsed and dissipated. With a horizontal slap of the palm, more than a dozen sword qi collapsed and dissipated.

When one is devastating, unstoppable!

No matter how fierce and ferocious the sword qi attacks around them are. For him, it didn't make a difference, just smash it all with one punch.

When Han Chen smashed more than a dozen sword qi with one palm, his gaze suddenly froze.

The right hand was clenched into a fist, the muscles were tense, and the strong force was like a tide, wave after wave, rushing and surging in the imprisoned flesh and blood, merging into the right fist.

When the sixfold strength is completely stacked on top of the right fist. A fierce aura condensed out of thin air. It was like a thick film, filling the surroundings of Han Chen's right fist.

The fierce qi tore the air around him and turned it into a fierce wind. Shooting in all directions.

Some galloping sword qi. Not yet close to Han Chen. Under this fierce anger, it collapsed directly.

As the weight of the superimposed qi became higher and higher, the qi around the fist became more and more fierce and thick. The aura was domineering, stirring the air, and the pieces were as sharp as blades, and the sharp sword qi around them shattered directly before they got close.

In just two breaths, the Ninefold Strength was completely condensed on Han Chen's right fist, and at this time, the fierce Gang Qi had already expanded to a radius of five meters around it, completely enveloping it.

"Crack the ice and crack it in one!" Han Chen's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and let out a loud shout: "Break it for me!"

With the fall of his voice, his right fist galloped towards the front of nearly a hundred sword qi, and blasted out.

It was like a hammer smashing, and like a meteor crossing, the surrounding Gang Qi was also at this moment, stirring the wind and clouds, wrapped in amazing might, with the bombardment of his fist, like a wave, suddenly surging and bombarding.

Nearly 100 sword qi is equivalent to the full force of nearly 100 eight-star swordsmen, and the power is amazing.

But at this moment, under Han Chen's punch, it lost its due prestige, like a gust of wind. Under the strong attack of the gangfeng, it directly collapsed and dissipated.

Boom, boom, boom

Wherever the strength of the fist and the qi reached, it was like encountering the winter snow of the warm sun, and a large amount of sword qi directly collapsed and dissipated, revealing a vacuum area without sword qi.

Han Chen's eyes lifted and he looked at the vacuum in front of him that had been completely cleared.

The soles of his feet stepped in the void, and a powerful force rushed out, directly crushing more than a dozen sword qi attacking behind him, and with the power of this shock, like an arrow from the string, it followed the vacuum area and shot out at an extremely fast speed.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a large area of sword qi was directly shocked and collapsed and dissipated, and a gap appeared in the blue sky in an instant.

The gap appeared in less than three breaths, and immediately after, Han Chen, who was dressed in a white robe, shot out with a whoosh.

"How is this possible!" Looking at Han Chen, who appeared in the air and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, on the ground, Zhao Quan, who was pale, was full of sluggishness, and muttered to himself.

Han Chen's cold gaze was only staring at Zhao Quan below, and Sen Han's killing intent, like a tide, quickly surged out from the depths of his eyes.

The five fingers of his right hand were raised into a palm, stretched out forward, and with the momentum of throwing his feet, he bombarded Zhao Quan at an extremely fast speed.

"This is impossible!!" Feeling the powerful aura that was quickly suppressed, Zhao Quan finally came back to his senses, and immediately his pupils shrank fiercely, and then he shouted with horror on his face.

Although the cyclone in Zhao Quan's body was almost exhausted at this time, under the desire to survive, he couldn't control it at all.

Immediately, his mind moved, and he tried his best to urge the cyclone in the valley's body to operate, urging all the remaining less than half of the true yuan in the valley to come out, and then poured it into the long sword in his hand.

"Give me death!!" With a terrible roar, Zhao Quan grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed out a sword towards Han Chen, who was rushing towards him, from the bottom up.

"Angry waves!"

The snowy long sword pierced the air, unleashing a large amount of fierce sword qi, and the sword qi quickly condensed, but in an instant, it condensed into an incomparably thick blue sword qi.

"Poof" At the moment when he slashed out this sword, Zhao Quan's pale face quickly turned red, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a large mouthful of blood.

Before, he slashed out more than a dozen swords in a row, and the true yuan in his dantian cyclone had already been almost exhausted.

And just now, he forcibly urged Gu Zhenyuan to cut out this 'angry wave soaring into the sky', and the cyclone in his dantian had already suffered a lot of damage.

At this time, Zhao Quan's face was full of horror, brushing his teeth and looking at Han Chen, who had not yet made contact, he directly punched the incomparably condensed blue sword qi and dissipated it.

At this time, he wanted to dodge to the side. But he couldn't do it at all.

The depletion of the true yuan and the loss of the true yuan made Zhao Quan extremely weak, even if he wanted to stand up straight, it felt so difficult.

What's more, at this time, Han Chen swooped down, and the strong wind pressure caused by it was like a mountain peak, quickly suppressed down, and Zhao Quan, who was pressed, couldn't move at all, even if he moved his fingers, it was extremely difficult, let alone get up and dodge.

"It's over!" Han Chen's eyes were cold, his lips opened and closed, and he slowly spit out three words.

The words fell, and the next moment, Han Chen finally came to the top of Zhao Quan, and immediately in the other party's frightened gaze, his right palm stretched out and slapped directly on the latter's head. (To be continued......)