Tian Yuan

You run, he chases.

A thrilling life-and-death chase was staged, leaving footprints in many places in the sea of ​​fog. The sword was as powerful as a torrent and the Tao was as mighty as a huge wave.

"Chong"

Chen Qingyuan swung out several swords, cutting through the sky, and once again locked onto the short old man who was fleeing at a fast speed.

"Tear--"

The short old man reacted quickly and dodged as fast as he could, narrowly missing the sword light. The remaining power of the sword hit his body, tearing his clothes, exposing his upper body and exposing his skin.

If he were to take the sword blow, he would be seriously injured if not killed.

I was terrified and panic-stricken.

The short old man knew he was no match for the opponent, so he fled in a hurry, begging for mercy loudly: "Daoyou, this is a misunderstanding!"

Chen Qingyuan actually sensed a slight abnormal fluctuation in the laws and deduced that the short old man had similarities with the fat monk with whom he had fought before.

My enlightenment has been affected, and I feel angry, so I have to vent it.

You can also take this opportunity to try out the power of the Human Emperor Sword and get familiar with it.

"The power of this sword comes from the person holding it."

After waving the sword for a while, Chen Qingyuan came to a conclusion.

The Human Emperor Sword itself does not have much power, but it can carry unimaginable force.

As long as one gains the approval of the Human Emperor Sword, one can truly control it and unleash all one's strength at will without having to worry about destroying the sword.

In short, Chen Qingyuan can completely infuse the power of the reincarnation body into the Human Emperor Sword and use it to his heart's content without any scruples.

With the power of Chen Qingyuan's Taoist body, even the top holy weapons may not be able to withstand it for too long. Only quasi-imperial weapons or even more terrifying imperial weapons can keep up with him.

The Zijun Sword is a life-saving trump card and should not be easily exposed unless it is absolutely necessary.

The Human Emperor Sword looks ordinary, and its quality has just surpassed the Saint level. There should be few people in the world who know about it.

"Zheng——"

Slowly trying to achieve a better fit with the Human Emperor Sword, circulating the Qi in the body and mobilizing the Tao body.

The sword whistled in the sky and was swung out.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the sea of ​​fog in this area became extremely turbulent, and the sword marks covered an area of ​​30 million miles.

"tear--"

This time, the short old man had no trump cards to use. He was at the end of his rope and could not dodge in time. A deep cut appeared on his right shoulder, exposing his bones and looking hideous and horrible.

"Fellow Daoist, please listen to my explanation. It was not my intention just now. I was not in my right mind. I must have been controlled by someone."

The short old man smelled a strong scent of death, panicked, and shouted loudly.

Chen Qingyuan should have guessed this, and he did not change his expression after hearing this. He did not stop the action in his hands and intended to continue swinging his sword to kill.

"I am willing to apologize and use all my belongings to compensate for your losses."

Then, the short old man hastened to express his attitude, his voice sounded torn, anxious and sincere.

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan paused for a moment, and the hostility in his eyes lessened. Talking about apology directly touched his heart.

However, Chen Qingyuan did not stop and continued to pursue him across the endless void.

If I kill you, all your belongings will still be mine.

As for an apology, it is something that is dispensable.

With the short old man's keen sense, he clearly noticed that Chen Qingyuan's movements paused for a moment, and a look of joy suddenly flashed before his eyes, as if a drowning person saw a piece of driftwood, and his desire to survive was directly raised to the peak.

"All the treasures on my body can be given to you, fellow Taoist."

The short old man shouted loudly as he ran away.

"Stupid." Chen Qingyuan seemed to be playing a cat-and-mouse game. During the pursuit, he could have blocked the opponent's path several times, but he didn't do so. He kept a proper distance, put great psychological pressure on the opponent, and became more familiar with the Human Emperor Sword. His expression was indifferent: "If you die, won't the things be mine?"

It seems so!

That makes a lot of sense, and I can't even refute it.

Hearing this, the short old man was slightly startled, and then suddenly became panicked again. Cold sweat covered his whole body, his clothes were tattered, and he looked particularly miserable.

Without shoes on his feet, he crossed the starry sea barefoot. If he continued like this, the spiritual energy in his body would be exhausted sooner or later. By then, he would surely become a dead soul under Chen Qingyuan's sword.

The sea was moving rapidly, and began to think of ways to change the situation.

After just a few breaths, an idea came to me.

"My strength is quite good, and I can search for various opportunities for you. If you don't believe me, we can sign a blood contract."

The old man had no choice but to sell himself. All the treasures he had acquired over the years had to be used as compensation.

Seeing the short old man's sincerity and his desire to learn more about the existence of the other side, Chen Qingyuan reluctantly agreed to the proposal: "Don't run away, we can talk."

"If you don't chase me, I won't run away."

The short old man was afraid that this was Chen Qingyuan's plan, so he didn't dare to relax.

"whoosh"

Suddenly, Chen Qingyuan seized an opportunity and swept his sword across, forcing the short old man to dodge sideways. Taking this opportunity, Chen Qingyuan tore through the void and used extremely fast and agile footwork to move instantly.

When Chen Qingyuan appeared again, he had already arrived right in front of the short old man, and the two were only ten thousand feet apart.

"hiss--"

Seeing Chen Qingyuan flash in front of him in the blink of an eye, the short old man felt cold all over, shivered, and was filled with fear. His instinctive reaction was to change direction and run to another place.

"Stop, let's talk!"

Chen Qingyuan held the sword motionlessly, and the voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, chilling and eerie.

The short old man secretly practiced the meditation technique to suppress his panic. He stared at Chen Qingyuan in front of him, concealing the fear in his eyes, trying his best to stay calm, and bowed his hands to greet him: "Daoyou."

"What do you call it?"

Chen Qingyuan asked.

"I am Zhao Jianghe." The short old man introduced himself and asked, "What is your name, fellow Taoist?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan asked in surprise: "You don't know me?"

"It's our first meeting, so I really don't know."

Zhao Jianghe glanced at Chen Qingyuan for a few times and replied seriously.

"My name is Chen Qingyuan."

Chen Qingyuan gave his name.

Zhao Jianghe, who had just woken up, had not yet had time to understand this era before he was guided by an unknown force to ascend to the ninth level of the path to enlightenment, interfering with Chen Qingyuan's enlightenment.

Zhao Jianghe clearly remembered that he had passed away, but now he was still alive and full of doubts. The only thing he knew was that the world had changed and times had changed.

"What era were you born in?"

It was difficult for Chen Qingyuan to judge the other party's origins based on just a name, so he asked with a serious expression.

"I don't know what year it is, so it's hard for me to answer your question."

Zhao Jianghe spoke respectfully.

"In your era, is there no emperor to rule the world?"

Chen Qingyuan asked again.

"No." Zhao Jianghe shook his head.

Perhaps he thought of something and added, "Although there is no emperor coming to the world, there is a very special strong man. Daoist friend may be able to find some clues in ancient books."