"You managed to hurt me. You're stronger than I thought."
Chen Changqing raised his leg and kicked.
"Could you not stand so close when you compliment someone?"
Jian Chen crossed an arm to block, his body retreating half a zhang.
Chen Changqing pressed forward, capitalizing on the momentum, and the Heavenly Thunder Sword slashed thirteen times in succession.
Jian Chen caught twelve strikes.
The thirteenth landed on his shoulder, slicing through his white robes and carving out a bloody gash.
Jian Chen finally frowned.
Chen Changqing's eyes lit up.
He could break through his defenses.
Then he could kill him.
The Haotian Hammer incarnation smashed down from behind.
The Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear incarnation sealed off his retreat.
The sound of the Immortal-Burying Zither bore down upon Jian Chen's glabella.
Chen Changqing's true body charged straight at his chest.
Death came at him from all four sides.
Jian Chen stood where he was and suddenly closed his eyes.
Chen Changqing did not stop.
Stopping at a time like this was a sign of respect for one's enemy.
He did not have that habit.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword stabbed to within an inch of Jian Chen's chest.
A piercing sword cry suddenly erupted from within Jian Chen's body.
His flesh, bones, and spiritual power all transformed into Sword Qi at that instant.
"My body is the sword."
Jian Chen opened his eyes, his voice drowning out the thunder.
"Sword Dao Body, open."
Boom!
Chen Changqing only felt an ocean of Sword Qi explode before him.
The Haotian Hammer incarnation was the first to be swept by it.
A deep clang rang from the hammer's body as cracks split open across the incarnation's chest, sending it flying backward on the spot.
The Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear incarnation tried to force its way forward, but