Bang!

Suddenly, a surging aura on Chen Changan's body rushed to the sky.

In the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles, the condensation of black clouds actually obscured the morning light.

Bang!

Black arcs were faintly visible between the black clouds.

Chen Changan opened his eyes, the gray light in his eyes, the silver moon had black qi flowing, and the spiritual power surrounded him, and his body seemed to fit with heaven and earth, exuding indescribable meaning.

"Dao Yi, the Dao Yi that causes the vision of heaven and earth!"

Han Xingyu was stunned when he saw this, and his indifferent eyes were full of disbelief.

He didn't expect that Chen Changan would also realize the Dao, and the Dao meaning he realized would even trigger the vision of heaven and earth.

In his impression, it seemed that except for those true disciples in the Dao Palace, no one had been able to enlighten the Dao and lead the vision of heaven and earth.

It's just that Chen Chang'an, an ant from the small land of the Jin Kingdom, is on a par with the true disciple of the palace master of the Yunzhou Dao Palace.

Chen Changan's eyes were gray, his heart must be certain, he just wanted to call to see if there was anyone, but he lost his mind instantly.

When he saw Tang Xuerou's appearance not far away, the whole person was like a lightning strike, and soon, he burst out at the fastest speed, like a madman rushing to Tang Xuerou's side, and hugged Tang Xuerou with trembling hands.

"Who...... Who did it!"

Chen Changan's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a beast and swept around.

Coming out of the door of the backyard, Han Xingyu came back to his senses and stepped forward to appear in Chen Changan's field of vision.

"I did it, I'm here to kill ......," Han Xingyu spoke.

However, before his words fell, Chen Changan moved, he swept out in one step, leaving a series of afterimages in the void, and his body appeared in front of Han Xingyu, and he punched out.

This punch didn't have any moves, but it was full of terrifying gray spiritual power.

Han Xingyu's face sank, and he felt a dangerous aura rushing towards him, and the blue spiritual power in his hand was condensed, and he met Chen Changan's fist with one palm.

Fists and palms collide.

The gray spiritual power poured out, directly engulfing the cyan blue spiritual power.

Han Xingyu's face changed, and a talisman lit up in front of him, which was the body protection divine power that carried his Dao intent.

However, the rune was directly smashed by the fist.

The gray fist slammed into his chest, causing his body to fly out directly, and the gray spiritual power rushed into his body, making him feel a sweet throat and a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Han Xingyu's mind went blank in an instant, he couldn't imagine that Chen Chang'an's combat power, who had just enlightened, would be so terrifying.

Whether it was the strength of the spiritual power or the power of the Dao will, all of them steadily suppressed him.

Without waiting for him to land, Chen Changan's figure flashed and chased after him again.

This time, he slapped it with one palm, and it blasted straight at Han Xingyu's heart.

Han Xingyu's soul was furious, and the long sword behind his back flashed directly in front of him, he pressed his hands against the sword, and the spiritual power around his body poured into the sword body to resist Chen Changan's palm.

This Xuanhe Sword is a second-order spiritual weapon, and it is also his natal object, carrying the great river channel meaning that he has realized.

As soon as the spiritual power poured into the sword, a series of blue-blue inscriptions lit up on the blade.

With a soft buzzing sound, a dazzling blue-blue light erupted from the sword body, like a flood of a big river, flooding towards Chen Chang'an.

However, Chen Chang'an was not able to accept the momentum, and he slapped into the blue light and landed heavily on the sword body.

The gray spiritual power on his arm surged, directly suppressing the cyan blue light, and then a palm fell on the sword body, and the huge force passed through the sword body and directly transmitted to Han Xingyu's arms.

Han Xingyu didn't expect that he even had his natal object moved, and he still couldn't stop Chen Changan, he felt a sharp pain in his arms, and he couldn't resist the Xuanhe Sword at all.

Then the sword slammed into his chest, leaving his body in a deep hole in the ground.

Chen Changan changed his fist, wanting to cripple Han Xingyu with one punch.

However, a rune paper appeared in Han Xingyu's hand in the pit, and the spiritual power urged the rune paper to turn into a wisp of silver and rush out, wrapping his body and sweeping it five zhang away.

Han Xingyu staggered to the ground, his face extremely gloomy.

He reached out and crushed a jade talisman, turning into a dark blue light that rose into the sky, condensing a complex cloud character above the sky.

This is the transmission talisman of the Yunzhou Dao Palace, and he is no longer sure of killing Chen Chang'an, so he summoned the master and disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace, although it will be a bit of a loss of face to do so, but he doesn't care about this face compared to the overturned boat in the gutter.

Han Xingyu stared at Chen Changan coldly.

Dozens of inscriptions on the Xuanhe Sword in his hand lit up, and the power of the second-order spirit weapon was urged by him to the extreme, and the blue sword qi on the blade of the sword was swallowed, and the great river channel intent was contained on it.

He still has to try again, and he doesn't believe that Chen Changan, who has just realized the Tao and doesn't even have a natal object, can defeat him.

A sword stabbed out, the sword qi on the blade of the sword condensed, and the terrifying coercion swept out, like a roaring river, and the wind was raging.

Chen Changan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Spiritual power burst out, surrounding his side like a burning flame.

One step, one punch.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the sword qi shattered, and even the long sword was blasted in two.

"Ahh

Han Xingyu screamed and spat blood.

The Xuanhe Sword was his natal object, carrying his Dao intent, and now it was broken, which directly caused the spiritual power in his body to riot, the qi and blood were churning, and the viscera was severely damaged.

He threw his whole body away in response and smashed heavily in the center of the front yard of the Tang Mansion.

The ground shook, the bricks cracked, and blood spread out between the splashes of earth and rock.

In just one fight, Han Xingyu was hit hard.

His face was pale, and his body felt as if it was about to crack, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and his arms trembled and he desperately supported the ground, as if moving his body out.

When the smoke and dust cleared, he saw a young man who looked like a demon god not far away, and he was terrified.

This time he didn't disbelieve in evil, the young man in front of him really just realized the Dao and his combat power could crush him, this is a fact, a fact in front of him.

"I am a disciple of the palace master of Yunzhou Dao Palace, if you dare to touch me, Yunzhou Dao Palace will definitely hunt you down with everything!"

Han Xingyu had blood foam in his mouth, looked at Chen Chang'an, and as he spoke, his body moved backwards.

"What bullshit Yunzhou Dao Palace, even if your master comes, you have to die!"

Chen Changan's eyes were cold, with murderous intent, standing in the courtyard, like a Shura coming out of hell, it was terrifying.

"Senior Brother Han!"

Outside the Tang Mansion, a group of young men and women in white robes came to them, and their clothes were tattooed with a cloud character, apparently disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace.

Seeing this scene in the Tang Mansion, they all showed anger.

Someone in this little Jin Kingdom dared to do something to the disciples of their Yunzhou Dao Palace, and they were still fighting like this.

A group of people flocked into the Tang Mansion.

"Who dares to hurt my Yunzhou Dao Palace disciple. ”

Two people from that group stepped forward, and the rest of them helped Han Xingyu up behind.

Han Xingyu's face was slightly certain, and he said, "What about the master?"

"The palace master didn't come, but Deacon Mingyu came behind!"

A disciple spoke.

Han Xingyu immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, looked at Chen Changan with hatred in his eyes, and said fiercely: "Chen Changan, you will definitely die today!"

Because of Chen Changan, he actually damaged his natal object, and after he went back, he didn't know how long he would have to cultivate to make up for it.

Chen Changan's face was cold, his hands were pointed together into a sword, and the gray spiritual power turned into an illusory sword shadow and appeared on his fingertips.

The figure flashed, turning into a sword qi and sweeping towards Han Xingyu.

"Presumptuous, dare to ......"

Seeing this, the two disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace in front of them scolded angrily, and the spiritual power on their bodies surged and they wanted to do it.

Obviously, they didn't know Chen Chang'an's strength.

Before the words fell, a gray sword qi turned into a round of arc moon and flashed.

Poof!

The two bloody heads flew straight out!

Inherit the spirit realm in an instant!

The disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace in the back, including Han Xingyu, were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Although those two disciples did not have enlightenment, they were also powerhouses of the Spirit Inheritance Realm who had opened up seventeen or eighteen spiritual veins, but they were killed in one sword in an instant.

Chen Chang'an's figure walked past the two headless corpses, and the Heavenly Demon Sutra devoured their cultivation and qi and blood clean.

He didn't speak, but every step seemed to be a proclamation.

Whoever stands in the way will die!

"You ......"

On Han Xingyu's side, an older disciple gritted his teeth and spoke, wanting to shock Chen Changan.

However, he did not wait for his words to fall.

A wisp of sword qi shot out, piercing directly through his eyebrows.

Everyone around Han Xingyu was frightened and retreated, leaving Han Xingyu alone with a pale face and looking up at Chen Changan.

Chen Changan looked at him coldly, and the sword qi in his hand condensed.

"Stop!"