Yin Tianchou's right arm was dislocated and broken from the wrist to the elbow, and hung down softly.
He was about to shout, Chen Ping'an, and pointed his finger like a sword, swiping it casually.
A very faint golden thread flashed through the air.
The left arm was broken at the root.
Blood spurted out, Yin Tianchou's body staggered backward, and pain instantly surged into his heart.
"Um... ah... I admit..."
Chen Ping'an didn't let him finish what he said, and slapped his mouth with a palm, which immediately knocked him out of his mouth.
His hand didn't stop, he hooked upward, and the second golden thread followed.
The right leg was cut off at the root.
With a "pop" sound, Yin Tianchou fell to one knee in a pool of blood.
"Huh... um... recognize..."
Chen Ping'an obviously wanted to kill him, Yin Tianchou's mouth was covered with blood, but he still muttered and wanted to continue talking.
But he kicked Yin Tianchou from behind to the head, hitting Yin Tianchou with his head directly on the ground.
I still couldn't shout out the words of admitting defeat.
Chen Ping'an hooked his palm again, and the third golden line fell.
Left leg, broken.
Blood gushed out from the four fractures at the same time, dyeing the black and blue surface into large areas of red.
Yin Tianchou turned into a tree stump with all its branches cut off, and fell to the ground, with only a whimper coming out of his throat.
His eyes stared at Chen Ping'an, filled with fear and pleading.
Chen Ping'an finally stopped.
He lowered his head and glanced at Yin Tianchou, his eyes so calm that they were almost indifferent.
He raised his right hand and pointed it like a sword, aiming at Yin Tianchou's neck.
A light stroke with your fingertips.
An extremely thin golden thread passed by, and Yin Tianchou's head separated from his body and fell into a pool of blood.
There was dead silence all over the arena.
The Primordial Dao Sect disciples who were still shouting just now seemed to have their throats strangled.
Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace There was no sound at all.
Even the disciples of the Primordial Immortal Sect were stunned in place, looking at the white-clothed figure on the stage and forgetting to breathe.
Chen Ping stood in the center of the ring, his clothes as white as snow, not stained by a drop of blood.
He turned his head slightly and glanced in the direction of the Primordial Dao Sect and Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace:
"Go on!"
Primordial Dao Sect was silent for a few breaths in front of the formation.
Yin Tianchou's body is still lying on the ring, and the blood has not yet dried.
The few disciples who had been cheering the loudest just now seemed to have been gagged, and each one was quieter than the other.
In the direction of the Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace, a young man in purple robe nodded towards Nine Tribulations High Person on his side, and then stood up.
He was extremely tall, with eyebrows as sharp as knives, and a purple spiritual pattern as thin as a hair looming on each temple on both sides.
He stepped towards the ring, and every step he took produced a faint purple arc of electricity. When it landed on the ring, the whole ring trembled slightly.
"Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace, Qin Yue."
He announced his name, his voice as loud as a bell:
"Grand Completion of Spirit Transformation, learn from the Primordial Immortal Sect Senior Brother Chen's brilliant move."
The difference in cultivation level between Grand Completion of Spirit Transformation and Chen Ping'an is only a thin line.
The second sect is obviously testing the upper limit of Chen Ping'an, where is it.
Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace is good at Thunder Method and combat power.
Facing this person, Chen Ping'an finally put his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Let's take action."
Qin Yue was not polite. He opened his arms and purple lightning surged out from his body. He turned into a human-shaped lightning and crashed into Chen Ping'an at a speed far exceeding Spirit Transformation Realm.
"Boom--!"
Lightning exploded on the arena, and seven or eight scorched black ravines were plowed out of the blue and black stone slabs.
Chen Ping'an's figure swayed like a willow leaf in the thunderous sky, with extremely delicate steps under his feet, and his sword was never unsheathed.
Qin Yue's attacks were like a storm, every punch and every kick was packed with thunderous force, sending rubble flying across the arena.
But every blow slid past Chen Ping'an's body, not even touching the corner of his clothes.
The disciples in the Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace spoke one after another with a somewhat surprised tone:
"Qin Yue's Thunderwalking Body Technique is already at the top level among the Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace, but he can't even touch a corner of his opponent's clothes?"
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Qin hasn't used his special move yet!"
On the stage, Qin Yue also realized Movement Method's problem.
He suddenly closed his fist, retreated tens of feet, quickly formed seals with his hands, and the lightning around his body no longer spread outwards, but crazily compressed inwards.
After three breaths, his entire body was covered by a layer of dark purple thunder armor, and a hexagonal lightning Law Seals emerged from his chest. His aura was twice as strong as before.
"Violet Extremity Thunder Armor." Qin Yue shouted and disappeared suddenly.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Chen Ping'an.
"Crackling!!!"
The punch is like a thunder cannon, hitting Chen Ping'an directly in the back of the heart.
The speed of this blow was so fast that everyone in front of the Primordial Immortal Sect formation was stagnant in breathing, and some even subconsciously stood up.
Just then.
They heard a very light sword cry.
Chen Ping'an drew his sword.
The sound is like a clear spring, and the sword is like a bright light!
The sword shadow was so fast that no one could see clearly.
Then a very thin silver line flashed in the air.
The silver thread was as thin as spider silk and as bright as Startled Swan. It gently wrapped around Qin Yue's fist and then pulled it away.
Qin Yue's figure froze in mid-air.
Violet Extremity Thunder Armor Starting from the right fist, a fine line was cracked.
The lines spread rapidly, spanning the back of the hand, wrist bones, and forearms. Finally, with a "boom" sound, the entire thunder armor on the right arm shattered into purple dots of light that scattered across the sky.
Qin Yue himself was also shaken by the sword and flew backwards. He hit the edge of the ring and slid several feet before he managed to kneel down on one knee.
He glanced down at his right fist.
There was a very thin sword mark on the fist surface, and blood beads were seeping out along the mark.
If Violet Extremity Thunder Armor hadn't blocked it, this sword could have cut off his entire arm.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Chen, for showing mercy." Qin Yue gritted his teeth, stood up reluctantly, cupped his hands and said, "Qin Yue admit defeat."
Chen Ping'an had sheathed his sword and stood there, just nodding slightly and saying nothing.
It was indeed a move he held back.
As Primordial Immortal Sect's well-deserved senior brother, he must consider the current situation of the sect.
I just killed Yin Tianchou, and I have completely broken up with the Primordial Dao Sect.
At present, the sects are fighting each other, and the situation is already tense. He cannot just attack with force.
If the genius disciple of the Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace is severely injured again, he will offend two top sects at the same time.
First, it will put Primordial Immortal Sect in danger, but most importantly, it will put the lives of all the disciples who appear later in danger.
So Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace, I tried my best to sell it as a favor.
Qin Yue turned around and staggered off the ring.
Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace There was silence in front of the formation. The first one to appear was defeated just like that.
Nine Tribulations High Person's eyes were filled with surprise.
At this time, someone at the Primordial Immortal Sect finally dared to gasp loudly.
"Senior Brother Chen wins again!"
"Good! Awesome!"
These few shouts were made in a low voice through gritted teeth.
The suppression just now was too depressing, and now I finally have an outlet.
But Chen Ping'an in the field did not look back, nor did he show any happy expression.
His right hand kept pressing the hilt of the sword, and the solemn look in his eyes was deeper than before going on the stage.
Because he knew very well that the real main course hadn't been served yet.
Sure enough.
Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace At the deepest point in front of the formation, the young man who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed opened his eyes.
He is not tall and is even a little thin.
But from getting up to taking steps.
All the disciples of the Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace automatically moved out of the way and looked at him with an almost fanatical awe in their eyes.
"Okay, that's it for now!"
The young man stepped forward calmly, feeling a sense of oppression rushing towards Chen Ping'an.
"If you were the strongest person in the sect, the game would have ended here!"