Tian Yuan

The special nature of the Human Emperor Sword has not changed due to the meaning of reincarnation. It remains as stable as before, and there is no sign of being under any pressure at all.

The stars are shining brightly, covering the sky.

Chen Qingyuan is undoubtedly the brightest star, holding a sword in his hand and looking down on the world.

After ensuring that the sword could bear its own power, his worries were greatly reduced and he swung the sword.

"Thorn-"

The sky, which had long since collapsed into ruins, was impacted once again, and countless sword beams covered the battlefield.

The puppet master who was the first to be hit had his top killing skills destroyed by a single sword, and his body was split into two, with the upper and lower halves flying to different locations.

"Boom——"

The huge hammer that was smashed down was destroyed by the might of the Human Emperor's sword, leaving a deep sword mark on the hammer. The mighty man holding the hammer trembled for a long time, his steps were unsteady, and he retreated a long way.

"Boom!"

Zhou Qixing, who was standing opposite him, had his ragged clothes shattered into pieces. He pushed his palms in front of him and formed an eight-diagram seal to defend himself. As for the killing move he had just used, it had been flattened by Chen Qingyuan's sword, crushing it with overwhelming force.

"Chichi-"

Because the sword was too powerful, Zhou Qixing lost his balance and kept retreating, leaving a purple-blue light in the air and a long trace, accompanied by a chaotic and piercing sound, as if countless silver needles were piercing his eardrums, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Clang—bang—"

Chen Qingyuan walked through the sea of ​​blood created by the murderous intent of the heroes, with his upper body naked, a few strands of blood occasionally flowing from his wounds, a layer of faint black patterns on his skin, his black hair flying wildly, and he raised his sword to chop at the powerful enemy who was trying to kill him. His eyes were sharp and his movements were ferocious, like a god of death coming from the end of hell, majestic and extremely dazzling.

There are countless afterimages in the void.

The sound of weapons clashing continued to echo, spreading to every corner of the ruins.

Chen Qingyuan, holding the Human Emperor Sword, fully exerted his combat power and became a little stronger than before.

Even in the fierce clash with numerous quasi-imperial weapons, the Human Emperor Sword showed no sign of collapse. It remained calm and the blade was sharp without a single crack.

"How could this be?"

Seeing Chen Qingyuan becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on, many powerful people couldn't accept it. Their expressions were stunned and speechless.

"He will eventually run out of energy. If we delay for a while, we will surely be able to suppress him."

Some people don't believe that Chen Qingyuan won't get tired.

"This sword is definitely not a low-grade Taoist weapon."

Not to mention low-grade Taoist weapons, even top-grade Taoist weapons cannot last that long.

"Fortunately, I was smart. I was going to die anyway, so there was no need to cause trouble for my family group."

The bald man with a mustache hid far away, watching the battle becoming more intense. He wiped his cold sweat and muttered to himself.

"call out--"

The battle was going on fiercely, and the fishing master finally took action, no longer sitting and fishing. However, he did not go to the core of the battlefield, but came to the vicinity of the bald guy.

"What's up?"

The bald guy didn't know the Fishing Master. When he saw the other party suddenly approaching, he frowned and said vigilantly.

"Fellow Daoist, judging from your appearance, do you know the origin of that sword?"

The Fishing Master asked straight to the point.

"I know." The bald guy admitted generously, and then changed the subject: "But why should I tell you?"

"We are destined to never leave this place. It's not a bad thing to talk a little more before we die."

The fishing master smiled slightly.

"That being said, I can't tell you this for nothing."

The bald guy rolled his eyes and had some ideas.

"What do fellow Taoists want?"

They are all smart people. The Fishing Master doesn't beat around the bush and asks directly.

"Any wine?" The bald man's face showed a desire for food, and he added: "Tea is fine, or other food. It's tasteless in my mouth, so I'd better have a big meal before I die."

"We are all chess pieces, we don't have these things on us."

Over the long years, the things that he once carried with him had long since vanished. Unlike his own Dao instrument, it had become an accessory to his plan for longevity and had been preserved until today.

"That's nothing to say."

The bald man snorted coldly, feeling extremely unhappy. He woke up inexplicably, but before he could be happy, he found himself a chess piece. Then, he saw the Human Emperor Sword appear, which evoked ancient memories deep in his blood, and he was so scared that his body trembled.

When a person is unlucky, even drinking water will get stuck in his teeth.

"I'll try and see if I can find some good food."

As he spoke, the Fishing Master took the fishing rod in his hand and swung it lightly to the side.

The invisible Dao pattern was woven into a fishing line, extending for countless miles and landing not far from Yi Yi, emitting a faint light.

"My dear friend, I have a request of yours. Can you give me some food?"

The voice of the Fishing Master passed through the protective formation and reached Yiyi's ears.

The kind voice, as if speaking into her ear, surprised Yiyi so much that her body shook slightly. She looked around and did not see any signs of the formation being broken. Only then did she calm down and stop panicking.

"Eat?"

Yiyi glanced at the fishing line not far away and frowned in confusion. The situation was so tense that she couldn't trust anyone. It must be a trap.

Ignore this.

No matter how fierce the battle was, Chen Qingyuan could not ignore Yiyi and always paid attention to her to prevent any accidents.

Naturally, Chen Qingyuan could not escape the sight of the Fishing Master's move.

The diagram of the wheel of reincarnation was hanging high in the sky. As Chen Qingyuan's thoughts fell, the protective formation instantly moved its position, protecting Yiyi to another location.

"Tear!"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingyuan swung his sword across the air, crossing layers of void and landing at the location of the fishing line as a warning.

Although Laojun has not taken any action, Chen Qingyuan cannot rule out any dangerous factors.

"whoosh"

Seeing this situation, the Fishing Master immediately retracted his magical powers and stopped approaching Yiyi, so as not to be forced to join the battle.

"What a pity, I didn't get any food."

The fishing master sighed softly.

"If you can get that, I'll twist my head off and let you kick it."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chen Qingyuan will do his best to protect Yiyi, so how could he let anyone get close to her, the bald guy complained.

"Rumble..."

Not long after, Chen Qingyuan was surrounded and attacked again. The battlefield was in chaos and the specific scene could not be seen with the naked eye.

Faced with so many powerful warriors, no matter how brave or abnormal Chen Qingyuan was, he could not withstand the attacks again and again.

Covered with wounds and blood splattered.

A quick scan revealed no less than a hundred wounds. The more serious injuries revealed the cold white bones.

Although the refined elixir replenished some spiritual power, it was a drop in the bucket and could not satisfy Chen Qingyuan's consumption at all.

After fighting for so long, Chen Qingyuan looked a little tired.