The Heavenly Thunder Sword struck first.
Lightning flashed across the courtyard, aimed straight for Old Wang's throat.
Old Wang held his short blade crosswise, forcibly blocking the strike.
But the Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear was already stabbing in from the side.
Before the spear tip even descended, a long crack split open across the ground.
Old Wang roared, and the phantom of a Black Coffin emerged behind him.
The spear tip struck the Black Coffin, denting its phantom inward with the impact.
"A bit capable."
Chen Changqing curled a finger.
The first incarnation attacked with the phantom of an Immortal Artifact spear, its shadow pressing down from above.
The second incarnation's sword shadow circled behind Old Wang and stabbed straight toward his heart.
Old Wang's expression changed.
He finally realized that these two incarnations were not mere decorations.
Each one could wield the main body's combat strength.
Even if Chen Changqing's injuries had not healed, the two incarnations together could still suppress a Half-Step True Lord until he could barely breathe.
"Break for this old man!"
Old Wang gripped his blade in both hands and fiercely slashed it into the ground.
The Black Coffin phantom exploded.
Several hundred Black Coffin Nails shot out from within, flying in every direction.
A Sun Family cultivator failed to dodge in time. A coffin nail pierced through his chest, and his entire body rapidly shriveled.
The guests were so terrified that they scrambled and crawled toward the exit.
"Don't come over!"
"Save me!"
"The Sun Family is finished today!"
Chen Changqing frowned slightly.
For the sake of escaping, this old bastard was even killing everyone in the courtyard.
He raised a hand and pressed down.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword transformed into a net of lightning, blocking every coffin nail flying toward Li Yuanyuan.
Li Yuanyuan