The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Snapped!

Chu Nangong swung out his palm with such a powerful vigor that he smashed the Tao Xun into pieces.

"Today, you must die!"

A stern look flashed across Gongshuchou's eyes, he gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the center of the square without hesitation.

He is also a ruthless person, knowing that once Donghuang Taiyi and Bei Mingzi lose, he might end up in a situation where life would be worse than death.

But even if it is death, he will pull a back!

"You can't escape!"

On Chu Nangong's old face, there was a cold murderous intent, and in a flash, he directly pursued Gong Shuchou!

Seeing that the Tai Chi Catalog was shattered into two halves, it was about to hit the ground.

Everyone could even imagine what would happen if Chu Nangong was unable to dodge in time.

But Han Chen in the sky turned a deaf ear to everything.

He didn't look at Donghuang Taiyi and Bei Mingzi again, but raised his head to look at the sky, a pair of deep eyes showed a little dignified look.

His real opponent is neither Donghuang Taiyi nor Bei Mingzi.

Chapter 310: The Terrifying Mirage (3/3)

at dusk!

The scorching heat has gradually turned into coolness, the sun has covered the earth with a golden coat, the sky is slightly dark, and in the extreme far away, you can see the corner of the moon.

Around the moon, a few stars can be vaguely seen, emitting faint light.

If it is on weekdays, this moment is when people enjoy it the most. Drinking and chatting happily, lingering in the bustling city, is the best consolation for this kind of weather.

But now, the entire city of Xianyang is eerily quiet, and that huge shadow puts great pressure on people.

They never thought that a boat would float in the sky!

Mirage!

For most people, it's the first time they've heard the name.

However, this name is destined to be recorded in history.

It has too many secrets.

Yinyang family, Taoist family, Gongshu family, and even Canglong Qisu, every name is like thunder.

Han Chen raised his head, in his eyes, there was only a mirage!

"what..."

A crazy roar broke the silence.

Originally, the Tai Chi Catalog that was cut in half by Han Chen's sword finally fell on the ground.

rumbling...

The entire Xianyang Palace seemed to jump suddenly.

The bricks and stones on the ground were shattered inch by inch, countless buildings collapsed, and the smoke and dust that was raised up almost covered half of Xianyang City.

call...

The strong wind blew up, and the remnant clouds rolled in, adding a three-point chill to this majestic giant city.

"Nan Gong!!"

Even the likes of Xun Kuang and Gui Guzi, their eyes are tearing apart!

Because, the Tai Chi Tulu that fell suddenly, was impartial, and put Chu Nangong and Gong Shuqiu under the pressure.

Han Chen still didn't move, the mirage in the sky seemed to have an endless attraction for him.

When the ground stopped trembling, Xun Kuang and the others all turned into afterimages of Dao Dao, and rushed towards the place where Chu Nangong was standing before.

Xun Kuang and Guiguzi waved their sleeves at the same time, and two powerful gusts of wind swept away in an instant, revealing two figures in the dust.

The appearance of the two is extremely miserable.

Gong Shuqiu was lying on the ground, his hands and feet were twisted to a terrific point, and the gurgling blood flowed out from his body, converging into a small river under his body.

Following the body's twitches, large streams of blood gushed out from his mouth.

His aura has already weakened to the bottom line, even if a god descends into the world, he may not be able to save him!

In comparison, Chu Nangong was not much better, he couldn't see the hale and hale on his old face, and the crutch-shaped rapier had long since disappeared.

There were bloodstains hidden in his nose and mouth. Chu Nangong wanted to get up, but just as one hand touched the ground, there was a sound of bones breaking.

"Ha ha..."

However, Chu Nangong laughed.

As if he couldn't feel the great pain in his body, he smiled brilliantly.

"Old man... a single mistake caused such consequences. Today, I finally redeemed my sins, old man, I have no regrets..."

Before he finished speaking, another big mouthful of blood spewed out.

Xun Kuang and Gui Guzi, one on the left and one on the right, poured the majestic Zhenyuan into Chu Nangong's body.

"No need..."

Chu Nangong shook his head, raised a hand with difficulty, and pointed to Han Chen in the sky who was standing alone against the wind.

"Sir, the old man has no shame!"

After checking the injuries in Chu Nangong's body, Xun Kuang and Gui Guzi shook their heads at the same time, took a deep breath, and looked at Chu Nangong with sadness.

Chu Nangong smiled again, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not going to die yet, I'm sorry for the two old friends, this body of cultivation will be useless..."

Both of them sighed heavily, stopped talking, and helped Chu Nangong aside to heal his wounds.

groan! ! !

A sword glow suddenly pierced the sky and hit the mirage in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw that Han Chen was holding the Remnant Rainbow Sword, and his robe was flapping. A little of the powerful true energy still remained on the sword, making the sound of the sword emit a faint white light.

The castration of that sword light was not fast, it could even be said that it was very slow.

But it just gives a feeling of avoiding incomparable.

It seems that even if the person locked by this sword light escapes to the ends of the earth, he will still be annihilated by this sword!

hum...

This voice did not come from the sword light, but from the mirage in the sky. For some reason, there was a layer of ripples in the void below the mirage!

It was as if a large rock was thrown towards the calm water surface, and the ripples rapidly expanded until they completely covered the bottom of the mirage.

Whoa! !

The sword glow went straight into it, and the ripples became more detailed.

However, the mirage was not injured at all, and not even the sword marks were left. It seemed that the sword light just disappeared out of thin air!

"Is this Su's power?"

Standing on the ground, Ying Zheng whispered to himself.

He couldn't help holding the long sword tightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his words were filled with an inexplicable emotion.

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, a wild laughter sounded in the distance.

Donghuang Taiyi stood up with disheveled hair, and before he could stand still, his body swayed for a while. He leaned on the ground with the Frost Soul Sword, supported his body, and took a few steps forward.

"Han Chen, even if you can defeat us, you are still not a fairy. The power of the ancients is the majesty of the world. How can you be shaken by mere mortals!"

After speaking, he lowered his head and coughed violently.

Beside him, Bei Mingzi's white Taoist robe had long been torn into pieces, and Qing Huang's face was covered with stains mixed with dust and blood.

He gasped for a few short breaths, raised his head without saying a word, and stared straight at Han Chen, as if he was waiting for Han Chen to be crushed into a puddle of flesh and blood by the mirage.

As for Han Chen, he still didn't look at them, and the dignified expression before disappeared at some point.

Chapter 310: The power of the world, the seventh layer of mythology! (1/3)

Fairy!

Donghuang Taiyi and Bei Mingzi have been chasing for a lifetime, and they just want to achieve this legendary realm!

According to the legend, the immortal jumps out of the five elements and is not limited by the food valley.

A word can pour mountains and rivers, and a line can turn the sun and the moon upside down.

Immortals have great supernatural powers, and immortals are omnipotent.

Most importantly, immortals can live forever.

After seeing the vicissitudes of the years, even though he has a long life, he still looks like a child!

They can spend their entire lives, and the road to immortality is also impossible to find...

What exactly is a fairy?

Since ancient times, no one has been able to give them an answer.

Even if they got the power of Su, they still don't know what realm is immortal.

Han Chen's light words fell in their ears, but it was like a thunderbolt, making them unable to recover for a long time.

"Xian..."

There was a glimmer of absent-mindedness in Dong Huangtai's eyes, the Frost Soul Sword leaning on the ground, as if he could no longer bear the weight of his body.

With a bang, it was broken into two pieces.

He didn't fall down, on the contrary, his body gradually became straight, like a javelin, he wanted to see with his own eyes, what kind of fairy Han Chen was talking about!