Chapter 65: The Bloom of the Demon Path

Countless people in the Spring and Autumn Hall recognized the spiritual power on Chen Changan's body, and couldn't help frowning.

They originally thought that Chen Chang'an would have no chance of winning against the Four Elephant Realm with the cultivators of the Chengling Extreme Realm, and even if he forcibly broke through and improved a little realm in battle, he would still be defeated.

But if you are cultivating the Demon Dao Exercises, there will be variables.

The Demon Dao System has always been known for its mystery and weirdness, although there is no complete Demon Dao System in Yunzhou, but it is still not to be underestimated.

Li Zhou had cultivated the Demon Dao Technique before, and his combat power was in everyone's eyes.

"Maybe it's a tie!"

"It's a little hanging, but it's not impossible!"

During the banquet, everyone looked at Chen Changan and discussed in a low voice.

They didn't know that Chen Changan didn't want to have a draw with Han Xue at all, he wanted to kill Han Xue to break the realm.

"Weathered Ten Thousand Swords!"

Han Xue looked directly at Chen Chang'an, his face became solemn, and he felt a dangerous aura from Chen Changan's body.

I saw his fingertip magic slowly rolled out, magnifying in the void.

In the same direction, the air flows slowly.

All the wind currents on the battle platform turned into a rain of cyan swords in the sky, drowning towards Chen Changan.

This trick was only used by Han Xue, and he directly defeated Sima Yu with a heavy blow, and at this time he used it again, although it was the same trick, it was ten thousand times more fierce than Fang Cai.

Everyone looked at the fine green light and the sound of the wind breaking through the void, and they could feel the sharpness and swiftness of the sword qi.

Chen Changan stood calmly in place, his spiritual power urged Dao intent, his eyes were instantly submerged by black demonic energy, and then the black-gray spiritual power on his body flowed, moving along every inch of skin, like a treasure robe composed of demonic energy.

The scalp-tinging sword rain shot at him, like drops of cyan rain, directly dissolving into the pitch-black demonic qi outside his body.

At this moment, Chen Changan was like a demon who came out of hell, and his pair of dark eyes were extraordinarily permeating.

Seeing this, Han Xue's pupils dilated suddenly, and he didn't expect that the magical power he had painstakingly released would be dissolved like this.

was silent, and he couldn't even make Chen Changan take a step back.

Those onlookers outside the battle platform didn't know, thinking that he was just a tentative attack, but in fact, he had already used nearly ninety percent of his cultivation with that Weathering Ten Thousand Swords.

"That's it?"

Chen Changan's eyes met Han Xue, and his voice was cold.

Han Xue looked at Chen Changan's pupils, felt a chill in his body, and lost his mind instantly.

It was at this moment that Chen Changan stepped out, leaving a pitch-black afterimage in the void, and the speed was too fast, so there was a streamer of demonic energy in front and behind the afterimage.

A punching bag-sized fist swung abruptly.

The fist was covered with black lines, surrounded by demonic energy, and it was extremely permeable.

This is Chen Changan's attack urging the natal object, his natal object is the flesh, so this punch is like those swordsmen who carry the natal object with the way of the sword swing their swords.

Han Xue felt a cold aura coming towards him, his pupils contracted suddenly, and then his hands crossed in front of him, and an incomparably complex rune appeared in an instant.

The runes glowed with blue and blue, and carried in a circular shape above the void.

At the moment when the rune appeared, all the water in the Spring and Autumn Hall turned into streamlines and converged on one side of the rune, and all the wind stopped and surrounded the other side of the rune.

Bang!

Chen Changan's fist smashed on the rune, and the pitch-black demonic qi slammed down the fist like a tidal wave, colliding violently with the cyan blue light.

Han Xue gritted his teeth and urged all his cultivation to pour, and spiritual power poured into the runes in front of him.

The runes rotated alternately, and the wind and water merged in the blue-blue light, rushing towards Chen Chang'an.

Chen Changan felt a strong force swept in front of his right arm, as if he wanted to strangle it in it.

He mobilized the spiritual power in his body and frantically urged the other side of the flower daoyi.

Terrifying demonic energy surged out from his body, meeting the cyan light like a wild wave.

Bang!

A deafening loud bang rang out from the battlefield.

The aftermath of the horror swept in all directions with the water droplets and wind currents that had been gathered, blowing thousands of lights in the Spring and Autumn Hall swaying.

The rune light in front of Han Xue's body dimmed, and the whole person fell back to five zhang away.

The demonic energy on Chen Changan's body also dissipated a little, but he only took a step back.

The two people just collided once, and the judgment was made.

Han Xue looked at Chen Changan with a heavy face, forcibly suppressed the surging qi and blood in his body, and the spiritual power in his hand gushed out to maintain the blue rune in front of him.

The rune in front of him was not an ordinary supernatural power, but his natal talisman.

Although warlocks also participate in the cultivation of Dao meaning, they do not need to choose natal objects to carry Dao intent, what they need is to condense a natal talisman, communicate heaven and earth with talismans, and accept the spirits of the eight directions for their own use.

"How is this possible?"

In the depths of Han Xue's heavy eyes was shock, indescribable shock.

This shock is not only for Chen Changan to break through the realm while still being able to play his combat power so steadily and fight him.

His shock was even more that the attack of the Ming Ming Warlock had always been stronger than that of the monks of the same realm, and his realm had surpassed Chen Chang'an by at least half a realm, but why was he still suppressed so dead?

Could it be that his talent far surpassed his own, and he opened up a lot of spiritual veins in the Spirit Inheritance Realm?

But it shouldn't be, he has obviously opened up fifty-four spiritual veins, although he is not peerless, but he is far beyond ordinary cultivators.

Or is it that he comprehends the Dao Intent quality far above me and can suppress my Dao Intent attacks?

This is not right, the wind and rain avenue that he has comprehended is far beyond the ordinary Dao meaning, and Yunzhou estimates that there are no Dao intentions that can completely crush him.

Han Xue's thoughts were extremely messy.

Compared to Chen Chang'an, who he saw on Tang Yuan Street a few months ago, Chen Chang'an at this time had completely made him feel unbelievable.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Chen Changan looked at Han Xue not far away, as well as the runes in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He is in the Breaking Realm, and he can't call on much spiritual power, so he must kill Han Xue before the spiritual power is exhausted, and then devour the Broken Mirror.

He also began to think about it.

The two men looked at each other strangely.

When everyone in the Spring and Autumn Hall saw this scene, they all looked surprised.

They didn't expect that Chen Changan could really fight Han Xue, and it seemed that he still had a lot of advantages.

But he is not a small Tianjiao in the Jin Kingdom, even the Changbai Sword Sect doesn't want him, and expelled him from the sect, where did he get this ability to cross the border to fight the enemy?

Countless people can't figure it out.

Only a few people in the hall can find the clues, Chen Chang'an's Dao intent is very strong, and the strength of his spiritual power is far beyond that of ordinary spiritual inheritance extreme realm monks.

Jiang Huaqing is naturally one of them.

He looked at Chen Changan on the battle platform, and the cold light in his eyes slowly condensed.

Just when everyone thought that the battle was going to be stalemate.

Chen Changan moved, his figure took a step forward, and then turned into a phantom, and slammed straight forward with a punch.

That's right, since he couldn't find a good chance to kill him with one blow, he chose to smash Han Xue's natal talisman by force, seriously injure him head-on, and then kill him.

Han Xue's pupils trembled, and he hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power around him and poured into the runes in front of him.

The cyan blue light was widespread, but the next second it was smashed away by a black fist.

"Bang!"

Demonic energy slammed into the runes.

Han Xue's body trembled and took a step back.

Chen Changan would not let go of this opportunity, the demonic qi on his body surged together, and a punch condensed with demonic qi fell.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

Nine punches fell one after another, and Chen Changan used all his strength for each punch, and the speed of each punch was extremely fast, not giving Han Xue any time to think, just to force him to take his punch.

Everyone under the battle platform was stunned when they looked at the scene on the stage.

Chen Chang'an's body was like a phantom, constantly flickering, appearing in front of Han Xue, and then punching down.

The speed and power are amazing!

The first three punches were not bad, and Han Xue could barely support it, but from the fourth punch, Han Xue felt that his spiritual power was a little weak, and the power from the runes in front of him was too strong, except for gritting his teeth to resist, watching the light of the natal talisman become more and more dim, he didn't have any way.

"Bang!"

With the tenth bombardment sounded.

Chen Changan's fist fell, and the terrifying demonic qi rushed out like a wave, directly dissipating the blue-blue rune that was almost extinguished, turning it into a point of light in the sky.

The natal talisman is overwhelmed and blown away!

Han Xue opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood directly, his whole face turned pale, and his body staggered backwards seven or eight feet away.

Chen Changan's eyes froze, and another punch was blasted out, and the demonic energy broke through the air with his fist.

Although Han Xue was hit hard, the spiritual power in his body was also consumed by more than fifty percent, and he still had to leave some to maintain the Dao Seed, so he had to kill Han Xue, devour his cultivation and qi and blood, and restore the consumption while condensing the Dao Seed to truly break the mirror.

"Stop!" "Stop!"

Suddenly, there were two angry shouts in unison from under the battle platform.

I saw two figures, one green and one white, sweeping onto the battle platform, and the enchantment dissipated the moment they rushed up.

These two people are Jiang Huaqing and Xun Yu.

When Jiang Huaqing came to power, he burst out with the aura of the middle realm of nourishing his spirits, directly stopped Chen Changan's punch, and then turned his hand and pointed out a cyan sword qi that turned into a cyan and slashed at Chen Changan.

Chen Chang'an stared, the spiritual power on his body surging into demonic energy, and he retreated three zhang away to resist the cyan sword qi.

However, before he could stand firmly, dozens of golden sword qi lit up in a sword formation under his feet, enveloping him in it.

Xun Yu's figure appeared in front of the sword array.

I saw that he was holding a jade plate in his hand, glowing with a reddish-golden light, and his eyes were cold looking at Chen Changan.

He didn't speak, but the sword qi array he manipulated replaced words, expressing a deep and cold killing intent to Chen Changan.

Chen Changan's eyes sank, and the demonic qi on his body rose up, just resisting the attack of the sword qi, but he was not in a hurry to break out of the formation.

This scene on the battle platform fell into the eyes of everyone in the Spring and Autumn Palace,

Countless people were immediately stunned.

"Shameless, three to beat one, to bully more and less, it's too shameless!"