Chu Cheng's body was churning with qi and blood, and the black qi was like a pillar, rushing straight into the sky.

Xiao Jingyun's aura rose in the face of the enemy, and his face remained unchanged.

"The six Taoist friends of the Li family, please get out of the way. Xiao Jingyun looked at the six Jindan monks in Lijiabao, and thunder flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill this thief who killed my son with my own hands!" said the flower-haired middle-aged man in Li Jiabao fiercely, refusing to retreat.

Seeing this, Chu Cheng frowned. I'm afraid this battle won't last long. Under his divine sense, he saw thousands of miles away, and there were seven long rainbows flying quickly.

Under these seven long rainbows, Chu Cheng saw Liu Raider and Di Duxiu. A group of seven of them also rushed back to Lijiabao from the Eight Hundred Mile Mountain Range.

If these seven people rushed back to Lijiabao, under the strong siege of the fourteen Jindan monks, it would be difficult to retreat unless most of them were killed.

This battle, Chu Cheng wanted to end it as soon as possible, and wanted to know how strong Xiao Jingyun, who was ranked twenty-second on the ground list, was.

Without thinking, Chu Cheng's body flashed, and he came directly to the middle-aged man with flowery hair, and punched out.

With this punch, Chu Cheng secretly exerted eighty percent of his strength, and directly punched the middle-aged man to the ground.

The strength of this punch, if it weren't for Chu Cheng's stamina, he could directly kill this Jindan early stage monk of Li Jiabao on the spot.

The middle-aged man with the flowery hair screamed miserably, and fainted.

"Look for death!" Xiao Jingyun saw that this thin old man had seriously injured a person on the spot in front of him, and he immediately became murderous.

"Dragon Thunder Change!" Xiao Jingyun shouted, the purple thunder around him was surging wildly, and another thunderbolt fell straight down in the sky, swirling in the sword in his hand.

A dragon roared, and the thunder that had just fallen from the nine heavens instantly turned purple, and in an instant, it turned into a purple thunder dragon, wrapped around his sword.

Another sword!

The sword drew a long shadow in the night sky, a divine dragon filled with purple thunder.

This sword shadow is full of domineering and unparalleled momentum, as if thunder punishment has descended into the world, giving people a feeling that there is no way to avoid it.

The faces of the five Jindan monks in Li Jiabao changed drastically, and the pupils of their eyes shrank even more.

"Is this the strength of the top 100 people on the land list?" someone exclaimed, obviously the gap between the same Jindan monks was so big.

Xiao Jingyun gave them the feeling that they were facing a Yuanying monk. And the other one, too.

The night wind of the inner house invaded, and the light of the thunder was like the glow of dusk, covering the entire sky.

Inner house, outer house. Everyone held their breath.

The people present were all invaded by thunder, quietly shrouded, and blatantly declared its domineering.

The five Jindan monks of Lijiabao had a feeling that if they were hit by this sword, they would definitely die, and even be destroyed.

So how should the emaciated old man deal with it?

At this moment, a white shadow flashed and came to Xiao Jingyun.

It is Xie Yu played by Li Shanling.

"Let me come!" Li Shanling shouted loudly and stabbed at him with a sword.

"Get out!" Chu Cheng shouted, but he knew in his heart what this Li Shanling was going to do.

Chu Cheng directly punched out, only to hear a muffled snort, Li Shanling's body flew out directly, and slammed into the ruins a mile away.

"Er dare!" Xiao Jingyun saw Xie Yu being punched out, and his face also changed.

Xie Yu's father was the Lord of the First Peak, and as the strongest Jindan disciple of the Qiyue Sect, he did not protect his son, and he would also be implicated in anger, so he would inevitably be punished.

He drew his sword, and invisible destruction emanated from Xiao Jingyun's body and scattered in the night.

Slash with a sword, in the sword, in the air. Two purple thunder dragons galloped, and with this slash, they roared towards Chu Cheng, bringing up two bright long marks in the night sky that turned into day.

This is a killing, a Jindan monk struck a blow, and it actually disrupted this space.

Chu Cheng's eyes clearly reflected the blade of the sword, the two purple thunder dragons. Naturally, I also felt the terrifying power.

Facing this sword, Chu Cheng had already drawn up many ways to deal with it in his mind, but he didn't immediately meet it.

Instead, I remembered a scene, several people.

It was a sword in the hand of a stunning woman with a straight eyebrow, and two middle-aged monks who gave up their lives to let him go.

Li Xiangrong, Xiao Mo.

"In the land of the East China Sea, the Immortal Sword Sect is the most. This first battle with Qiyue Sect was that Chu sacrificed two Taoist friends with a sword. Let them know whose sword is the main one in the eastern soil. ”

He waved his hand into the day.

In the daytime, there is one more thing. One piece, one sword. A long sword.

The sword glow was still bright in the daytime, and I could clearly see the faint glittering sword light at the forefront.

The ripple of the air is the invisible sword intent.

Xiao Jingyun's sword finally came, and the terrifying killing intent was already a zhang away.

Facing this sword, Chu Cheng just pushed the sword out gently.

Launching is an action, and this action is just a simple sword. A straight sword.

This sword is as light as a feather.

This sword is heavier than Mount Tai.

This is the sword of the Immortal Sword Sect, it is just a simple sword, but it is extremely domineering.

Finally, the two swords slammed together. The sound of a loud bang resounded throughout the inner mansion, and the purple light covered the day again.

The sky had turned purple. In this purple, there is still a little white light, which cannot be hidden.

The cold wind rises from the sword, and the mountains are approaching with a sword, and the earth on this side of the pressure roars endlessly.

The brontosaurus roared, and the ground trembled and cracked. Under this endless purple light, the two figures were stalemate for a while.

Xiao Jingyun's heart rippled. He didn't expect that this thin old man would be so strong, and that sword would be so heavy.

"Immortal Sword Sect?" Xiao Jingyun suddenly thought of the famous Immortal Sword Sect, and his face suddenly changed.

There is only the Immortal Sword Sect that can have such a heavy sword.

"Not true. Tai Chi rises in the sword, this is the Immortal Sword Sect. ”

Similarly, Chu Cheng's heart was also shocked. This sword, Chu Cheng has already used seventy percent of his strength. But it is on par with Xiao Jingyun.

"The strong man of the twenty-second on the list wants me to force seventy percent of my strength. How many percent of the first three are there?"

The top 10 on the list are one step at a time. There is a big gap in strength. I'm afraid that against the first person on the list, Chu Cheng will do his best.

Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he lifted his momentum to seventy and a half. Suddenly, an incomparably dense trembling sound sounded in the ground, like a war drum, thumping and trembling.

The cold glow in the sword became even stronger, and in the bodies of the two purple thunder dragons, the countless dense thin horizontals were the pressure of Chu Cheng's sword.

Xiao Jingyun's face changed suddenly. The weight of the sword was even heavier, making his arm tingle, and the deep seal under his feet was even more under the pressure.

He could not retreat or move under this sword. It can only be fought with a sword. Once you retreat, you will never recover.