The sudden palm force was astonishingly powerful, as powerful as the waves, roaring past, the space shook violently, and it was difficult to bear this sudden palm.
A figure in a purple-gold battle suit appeared and made a sudden attack. It was Xue Jingfeng City's shame. It was a full-fledged move that left no room for error.
The strong man Second Calamity struck at the two of them with a palm of his full strength, with astonishing power. When he got closer, he realized that most of the power of the palm was pressed against Wan Hongzhu who was next to Ning Chen.
Jin Zhaoran knew very well that this palm could not kill the young man in red, but if he wanted to block others' attacks, he would have to pay a price.
"A treacherous and evil scoundrel who has no shame and is unworthy of being called a genius."
Ning Chen became angry, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his figure moved instantly, leading Wan Hongzhu to avoid the sudden palm.
The speed was so fast that it was indistinguishable, shocking everyone present. The red-clothed body moved for a moment, but no one could see it clearly.
"Since you like to use force to suppress others so much, then there is no need to keep this physical body."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red man disappeared and reappeared in front of Jin Zhaoran, pointing at the edge of his sword and destroying his weapon with one strike.
"Uh"
With an extremely painful groan, Jin Zhaoran's Dantian Qi sea instantly collapsed, and the frantic Qi scattered everywhere, instantly destroying the meridians of half of the warrior's body.
The shock, shock, and unbelievable scene made the hearts of all the geniuses of the dynasties who witnessed it surge like waves. How could it be possible that a Second Calamity strong man could have his cultivation level crippled with just such a move?
"Xiaoran"
Two young men who were also at Second Calamity rushed over. Seeing Jin Zhaoran with blood gushing out from his body, their faces looked sad and angry. One of them suddenly turned his head, looked at the young man in red in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, you can cripple a person's cultivation with just one move. Don't you think it's too much!"
"Is it too much? It's just giving him his own methods. If you think it's too much, that's up to you!" Ning Chen responded calmly.
After saying that, Ning Chen no longer paid attention to these trivial matters, glanced at the red bamboo beside him, and said calmly, "Let's go to the next floor."
The stone door opened, twenty-three Origin Sky Jade flew out, Ning Chen waved his hand to collect it, and the sky jade was taken. Just as he was about to put it away, a slender hand came out and grabbed the jade.
In a knowing reaction, the two moves collided, with a bang, each took half a step back, the heavenly jade was shocked, one of them could not withstand the aftermath of the fight between the two prides, it shattered with a sound, and dissipated between heaven and earth.
The woman in red and pink clothes in front of her has a smile on her face and a peerless face. She does not look like a mortal woman, but more like an immortal who has entered the world. She is so beautiful that she dare not look directly at her.
Aizen Myōō, a Buddhist woman in this world, is in charge, stopping Zhi Ming from moving forward.
"It's not appropriate for this young master to take all the Origin Sky Jade by himself," the woman said softly, raising the corners of her mouth slightly.
Seeing the woman in front of him, Ning Chen's eyes flashed with a strange color, Buddhist disciple?
Although this woman was not wearing Buddhist robes, the aura that appeared when they fought was clearly the unique holy power of Buddhism.
After a brief confrontation, the two young men Jin Zhaoran who were traveling with him saw a strong man taking action and stepped forward. True energy surged around them, and their murderous intent was undisguised.
"It's so lively here, but since it's Yuheng Sacred Land that's causing trouble, we'll join in the fun."
Amidst the words, not far away, three young strong men stepped forward. The leader was dressed in a dark gold king's uniform, with an extraordinary heroic look on his face, and his cultivation level actually surpassed everyone present.
"King Xuanyang" Wan Hongzhu's expression changed slightly, it was actually him!
Xuanyang, the younger brother of Emperor Tianquan, has never been defeated since he started practicing martial arts. He is highly valued by Emperor Tianquan and is a true genius among geniuses.
Three people appeared, and the situation changed instantly. The smile on Aizen Myōō's mouth became even brighter. Is it one against five, or with her, one versus six?
"Senior Brother"
Wan Hongzhu's face was full of worry. No matter how strong the senior brother was, he could not stop so many talented people in this world by himself.
"Hongzhu, give me your sword." Ning Chen's face didn't change much, he turned around and said calmly.
Wan Hongzhu heard the words and didn't understand, but still handed over the Undying Bloom in his hand.
Ning Chen took the sword, pointed at Condensing Essence, and slowly crossed the sword body. Blood light suddenly rose, thousands of Sword Intent gathered on the sword, and Qi Feng's aura suddenly changed.
The changing blood color of the sword, Sword Intent, lingers around, gathering together but never dispersing, so powerful that even from a far distance, one can feel the powerful aura on the sword.
"Go up with your sword, and after ten breaths, leave the tower."
Ning Chen returned the sword, gave instructions, and immediately stepped out, blocking the front. Coldness rose in his calm eyes, and the looming murderous intention made everyone present feel an inexplicable sinking in their hearts.
"Brother, be careful." Wan Hongzhu knew that staying here would only be a drag, so he no longer hesitated and stepped towards the first floor.
"Can you leave?"
Beside King Xuanyang, a man in green clothes moved, his famous sword unsheathed, and his sword moved towards Wan Hongzhu.
At this moment, Hongyi also moved, with his two fingers touching his sword, and with a loud sound, Mingfeng was restrained and could not advance even an inch.
"The speed is good, but unfortunately, it's still too weak."
As soon as the words fell, King Xuanyang's figure flashed past, quickly reaching the front, the heavy sword broke through the gap, the black sword edge fell, and it was as heavy as a mountain.
Ning Chen waved his hand to scare away the man in green in front of him, and then he focused his fingers to shake the sword. The moment the two moves clashed, the boundless Sword Intent surged out, and suddenly, the furious sand and waves rolled up several feet high.
When Jin Zhaoran and his two fellow young men saw this, Ping Feng and Zao Yu unsheathed their swords and joined forces to press forward.
Tianquan Imperial Dynasty The other person waved his hand to take the troops, Willow Blade took over and turned into a sharp sword that rides the wind, chasing souls and killing people.
Five geniuses, five three disasters, joined forces to fight Phoenix Body, Ning Chen calmed down, stepped sideways, condensed the sword, the whole body Sword Intent was rising endlessly, Ao Ran's sword was cultivated, and it exploded in an instant.
"Sword Style, Breaking the Sky"
The Sky-Breaking Sword swung out, and the void of a hundred feet shook violently, and a huge crack appeared, as if it was about to swallow the sky and destroy the earth, which was terrifying and abnormal.
King Xuanyang took the sword, with a bang, took several steps back, and the energy and blood all over his body surged sharply.
As the aftermath of the sword wind passed by, Pingfeng Zaoyu retreated together, and dust flew all over the sky. At the same time, Willow Blade crossed the void, and the extremely fast knife came towards him again.
The man in green then drew his sword, green frost appeared on the sword, and the cold air was overwhelming.
Ning Chen took the sword, blocked it, and released the force invisible. The sharp edge on his finger circled, swinging away from the two people in front of him.
The two retreated, and King Xuanyang stepped forward again, slashing down the heavy sword with unparalleled divine power, shattering space after space.
The red-clothed figure moved to avoid the heavy sword, and saw Pingfeng Zaoyu's fierce body again, with a sharp edge that drove people crazy.
"Sword style, falling from the sky"
Ning Chen took half a step back, turned his palms and shook the two of them away. He immediately pointed at Condensing Essence, and Sword Intent shot straight into the sky, reappearing the sword falling from the sky.
There was a moment of silence, and the boundless sword edge fell from the sky. The terrifying sword pressure destroyed everything, and cut down everything. In the rumbling and trembling, one piece of land cracked open after another, and was destroyed by the boundless sword rain.
"Not bad"
King Xuanyang looked stern, held the sword in both hands, slashed out in a retrograde direction, and with a bang, shook the sword falling from the sky.
The remaining four people moved their swords in twos and twos, but when Can Hong flew up, the four of them were injured at the same time and retreated again and again.
The amazing battle, with the first stained with vermilion and the scattered dust, represented the enemy's clear mark of defeat. The geniuses watching from a distance were shocked. What is the origin of this person and why have they never heard of it before.
Beigong Yu, Nanming Tian watched the battle intently, and were also amazed by the astonishing Sword Intent. In terms of the height of the sword alone, there are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass this person.
In front of the two of them, Qi Yanxia's eyes flashed with brilliance. This man's sword skills were truly astonishing.
During the battle, it was difficult for the five people to gain the upper hand even if they joined forces. An incomprehensible smile appeared on Aizen Myōō's lips. With a move of lotus steps, the Buddha's light disappeared, and he instantly appeared in front of Hongyi. He swung out his delicate hands, and the holy power shook the edge of the sword.
There was a loud bang, the two strong forces collided, and the aftermath was endless. Seeing this, King Xuanyang jumped forward and slashed down with the heavy sword, adding another three points of strength.
Quietly, a touch of blood slipped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, which was the first time he had been injured since the war.
The red clothes danced, Sword Intent swayed away, and the two of them were knocked back. Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Buddha girl in front of him, his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Sir, hand over Tianyu and Aizen will stop interfering." Aizen Myōō chuckled.
"What if I say no?" Ning Chen said coldly.
"That would offend me."
As soon as the words fell, King Ming moved, and love stained the world. The Bodhisattva lamented. It was a strange thing in Buddhism. No one knew what he thought, wanted, or desired. The graceful and graceful figure caused a strange phenomenon to appear on his body. King Ming, who was immovable, actually appeared in the form of a woman.
Ning Chen refers to the condensed sword and fights against the Buddhist maiden. One sword without thoughts, thoughts, and desires. The pure sword shakes the world with its power.
At the moment of the confrontation, King Xuanyang entered the battle at the same time. The heavy sword was overwhelming, and for a while the sword was on Tianjiao.
Pingfeng Zaoyu, Willow Blade, three famous strikers followed and attacked in tacit agreement, trapping the red shirt.
The six-man wheel battle, Zhi Ming's brave sword light, scattered Sword Intent, bringing out bright red streaks one after another, and the shocking combat power shocked everyone present again and again.
"Imperial Daughter" Beigong Yu looked at the woman in front of him and said seriously.
Nanming Tian also moved his gaze, with Jin Xi Chuzhao behind him ready to unsheath at any time.
"Wait"
Qi Yanxia spoke up, rejecting the former's request to fight, her eyes quietly looking at the battle ahead, waiting for the scene she expected to see.
In the midst of the battle, the battle was reaching a fever pitch. The six of them joined forces to fight Zhi Ming. They launched wave after wave of attacks. Their swords and blades kept crossing each other. King Ming assisted in the battle, and the stalemate of the battle finally shifted.
With a stabbing sound, the red coat tore open, and a trace of blood flew up, blooming when the sword blades met.
"Sword Style, Poyue"
Po Yue struck back with a sword, knocking back the six people in front of him. Ning Chen reached out and brushed the wound on his left arm. Red light flashed and the wounds merged.
With one against six, five against three, and one Aizen Myōō with unfathomable strength, half-length Zhi Ming finally showed his defeat.
"I didn't want to mention the sword again, but it's a pity."
Things in the world are unpredictable, and it is always difficult for people to achieve what they wish for. Ning Chen sighed. The next moment, his eyes gradually changed, and murderous intent surged around him. After calming down the war, Martial Marquis, who had sealed his sword, picked up Sword Heart again. He held it with his right hand, and saw that in the crazy purple waves that filled the sky, a mouthful of purple-gold Divine Edge slowly fell and fell into Zhiming's hand.
"Coming"
Qi Yanxia's eyes narrowed, and the scene she wanted to see finally appeared.
The divine sword appeared, and Zhi Ming held the sword. In an instant, the endless pressure of the sword spread, rumbling and shaking, shocking the world.
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