Tian Yuan

The two-headed snake ancestor's top-level killing skills were naturally wiped out by this sword.

"Boom, boom..."

The huge snake body fell down, smashing through countless voids, as if it was exiled to the end of the universe and buried in a desolate and destroyed land.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, a long spear pierced through Chen Qingyuan's body.

From back to front, straight through.

The person who took action was unexpectedly the first generation King Jing who had lost his original consciousness.

This attack must have exhausted King Jing's strength, causing his body, which was already covered with sword wounds, to become even worse. He swayed a few times and almost fell.

If you can't break Chen Qingyuan's body once, then try twice, three times, four times...

Focus on one position and stick to it.

Suffering a severe blow, thick blood flowed from the corner of Chen Qingyuan's mouth. He lowered his eyebrows to look at the long spear that pierced his flesh, tightly grasped the tip of the spear with his left hand, and swung the sword backwards with his right hand.

"Chong-"

The Human Emperor Sword was so sharp, and King Jing's body had already reached its limit, so he couldn't react quickly enough and was cut in half by the sword. The chest was a line, and the upper and lower parts were separated.

"Follow the Emperor's order to punish the disobedient."

King Jing's hands were cut off, leaving only his palms firmly grasping the halberd, and his body floated away. His pupils were empty, and he was still muttering these words, his voice gradually weakening.

"Hey!"

He reached his left hand behind his back, grabbed the halberd, and pulled it out with force.

Chen Qingyuan immediately sealed the wound with a magic seal to prevent the blood from flowing out.

My internal organs were in a mess.

As long as the soul is immortal and the foundation is intact, the situation is still under control and not too bad.

Just an injury, that's normal.

Everyone didn't want to give Chen Qingyuan time to catch his breath, so they took advantage of the situation and chased him, killing him quickly.

A powerful man who looks like a child, wearing a red bellyband, looks like a devil child. He holds an iron hammer in each hand, laughs evilly, and dances the iron hammers vigorously. His attack is fierce, like a storm.

"roll!"

Chen Qingyuan raised the Human Emperor Sword, swung it hard at the demon boy, and shouted loudly, accompanied by rolling thunder, as if to destroy the universe and create a new order.

"Boom, boom—"

The demon boy's countless hammer attacks were wiped out by Chen Qingyuan's sword.

Not only the demon boy, but also the other beings were all beaten back by the overwhelming sword intent.

Covered in blood, the god of death comes to the world.

Even the big guys who had experienced countless hardships couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten when they saw Chen Qingyuan like this. They could not hide their shock and were a little panicked.

Chen Qingyuan held the Human Emperor Sword in one hand and tightly grasped King Jing's long spear in the other, which was still making a "clang" sound, trying to break free from the restraints.

"boom!"

There was no time to subdue the halberd at the moment, so Chen Qingyuan had to let go and throw it somewhere else.

At the top, the clash between the two imperial weapons intensified, and the imperial pattern laws spread all over the sky, and would soon spread to all parts of the battlefield. Once this happened, the battlefield would inevitably present a very turbulent situation, and it would be difficult to predict which direction it would develop next.

"That should be enough."

Although Chen Qingyuan was covered in scars, his eyes were firm and his aura became more majestic. He glanced at the heroes and murmured.

"Om-"

Taking advantage of the time when the big guys were forced to retreat by the sword power, Chen Qingyuan immediately started to practice the Sutra of Samsara. Thousands of ancient characters that no one could understand surrounded his body, exuding a Taoist rhyme that transcended the mundane.

These words seemed to come alive, circling around Chen Qingyuan, and sometimes condensing into terrifying and strange scenes.

By deducing the middle chapter of the Sutra of Samsara, one can further unleash the power of the supreme Taoist body and make one's own combat effectiveness even stronger.

"What is he doing?"

In the distance, the bald guy widened his eyes, looking a little confused.

"Enlightenment."

The fishing master is concise and to the point.

"Under such circumstances, he actually treated us as a whetstone!"

The bald guy understood all at once and was extremely shocked and couldn't believe it.

"And he has been protecting that little girl."

Based on the incident of asking for food just now, the Fishing Master can be sure.

"He was able to do many things at once, and he remained invincible, suppressing so many top beings. This guy... is really too abnormal! We are all creatures of heaven and earth, why is there such a big gap between us?"

The bald guy was a little crazy. He wanted to slice Chen Qingyuan into pieces and study him to find out why he was so evil.

"The show has begun."

The corners of the Diao Laojun's mouth rose slightly. He knew very well that once Chen Qingyuan won, he would most likely become a discarded pawn, and the life he had preserved until now would vanish into thin air. However, he still had no worries and just let everything go with the flow.

Simply put, Chen Qingyuan, who was multitasking, was not at the peak of his strength yet. He had many concerns, so he failed to react to attacks from others many times and was covered in wounds.

"To be honest, I'm a little scared."

On the battlefield, a powerful man who was originally so powerful had a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes, and the fear grew rapidly. His expression was complicated and he talked to himself.

"Your Excellency is so charming, I am really moved!"

The fox spirit's jade-white skin is dotted with countless lifelike plum blossoms, and her every frown and smile is charming and moving. If it were in the outside world, I wonder how many people would be crazy about it.

"It is truly a great blessing in life to be able to fight against such an incomparable being!"

When things developed to this point, many people's mentality had changed subtly. They did not seek freedom, but only a hearty battle. They looked at Chen Qingyuan with admiration, eager to sit and discuss with him. If they could have another pot of good wine, it would be worth dying.

"Gentlemen, do you dare to fight again?"

Chen Qingyuan seemed to be wearing a long Taoist robe made of ancient characters, holding a sword, his eyes like the abyss. When he opened his mouth, he uttered endless heroic words, rushing straight into the sky and stirring the universe.

The voice was like an ancient mysterious sound, resounding throughout the battlefield, and echoing endlessly. Every word was like a huge hammer falling from the sky, hitting everyone's heart hard, and could not be ignored.

The word "gentlemen" dispelled countless chaotic thoughts, as if a good friend was greeting me, and we felt a sense of mutual respect and regret for meeting each other too late.

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.

The fear on his face gradually disappeared.

Staring at Chen Qingyuan who was bathed in blood and listening to his heroic words, everyone's expressions changed and their eyes revealed a very pure fighting spirit without any other mixture.

Even the vast and boundless sea of ​​murderous intent that had initially gathered retreated at this time.

This means that the big guys no longer have the slightest intention to kill Chen Qingyuan, and are only left with admiration.

"Why don't you dare!"

All the heroes who were still conscious were deeply influenced by the supreme grace displayed by Chen Qingyuan, as if they had found their original intention of embarking on the path of cultivation. Their fighting spirit rose and spread across billions of miles of the void.