The flying sword is like a rainbow light that suddenly rises into the sky. It is sharp and indestructible. Facing numerous barriers, it comes to block out the sky and the sun, and it is broken through with one sword.
Like a sword tearing through the darkness, at this moment, Chu Chen unleashed his power without reservation.
Standing high and wielding a sword.
The warriors in the distance raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing shock.
The moment the Fudo Holy Son's mountain-moving magical power was unleashed, everyone thought that Chu Chen had encountered a powerful enemy this time and would be in trouble.
Even the little goddess rushed to find out what was going on, ready to fly to Huangshan for help at any time.
As everyone knows, Chu Chen actually becomes stronger when he encounters a strong one.
This sword seemed to announce to everyone that he, Chu Chen, was still the strongest person in the world and the overlord of the new era.
The black trench coat hiding in the dark looked up with tears in his eyes. He had a new pursuit in life.
It is truly refreshing to show your holiness in front of people of this level.
In comparison, what I felt just now was just a little cool.
Chu Chen’s sword came unexpectedly, but it was the climax.
Jiang Qufeng was so excited that his facial muscles kept trembling, and he couldn't help but speak, "Niu..."
On the other side, Xiao Yuer kept asking, " What happened? What happened?"
Mashmei turned to look at Xiao Yu'er, "What did you hear?"
Xiao Yu'er thought for a moment, "I heard it. There was a sound of '咻'"
"Yes, keep listening." Mashmei smiled gently. Some warriors on Thousand Layers Peak were affected by the mountain-moving magical power, and she was either dead or injured. , predicted the potential crisis in advance and retreated here in time. Although I may have missed many wonderful scenes, safety comes first.
Xiaoyuer listened carefully and murmured, "Boom--bang--boom--boom--boom--boom--bang-bang--"
< p>The collision between sword control and mountain-moving magic.Chu Chen stepped on a flying sword and held a long sword in his hand. The sword was sharp. He was in mid-air with a drunken hand. He seemed to be crossing the horizon and about to fall, but he always appeared cleverly at different times. Moving the Holy Son to an unexpected position, the sword is sharp.
"You have to look at me, the Chinese Chu Sword Immortal!"
The warrior in the distance exclaimed.
Jiang Qufeng also waved his hand vigorously, "b."
After saying that, he felt relieved and took a long breath, and then looked at Chu Chen and Fusheng Sheng intently. The final battle between the sons.
Chu Chen’s sword cannot move the Holy Son’s defense.
This moment is like a duel between a spear and a shield.
Under the impact of Chu Chen's sword, the Fudo Son's mountain-moving magical power changed from active attack to passive defense.
Chu Chen’s eyes were as cold as a knife, fully mobilizing all the strength in his body.
The art of sword control became more and more sophisticated in Chu Chen's hands.
Chu Chen gradually became immersed in this feeling. The Immovable Holy Son in front of him truly became an immovable target in Chu Chen’s eyes. No matter how much he slashed with the long sword in his hand, it would sometimes be like a violent storm. Sometimes it's like a gentle breeze, sometimes lightning strikes, sometimes thunder...
The sword in Chu Chen's hand shines brighter and brighter.
The Fudo Holy Son also noticed, his pupils widened and his face trembled.
He had to admit the fact that Chu Chen's power was indeed superior to his.
But now, what frightens the Fudo Son even more is that Chu Chen’s swordsmanship actually shows signs of divine power.
The art of wielding a sword becomes increasingly sophisticated.
Chu Chen is about to realize the magical power of sword control.
By that time, Chu Chen’s sword-control skills may be perfect and he may be able to travel thousands of miles in a day.
What dissatisfied the Fudo Son was that the other party’s magical sword skills came from him.
A fierce light flashed in Fudo's eyes, and he used his mountain-moving magical power to fight back towards Chu Chen. At the same time, Fudo had an ancient magic weapon in his hand. A black stick only as long as the palm of your hand, holding it in your hand, is extremely heavy.
"Black Ming Stick." The Fudo Holy Son held the black stick in his hand and suddenly swung it towards Chu Chen.
The power contained in the Black Ming Stick is comparable to a blow from a powerful person in the supernatural realm who is far more powerful than him.
A seemingly ordinary little black stick flew towards Chu Chen.
Chu Chen noticed the powerful aura contained in the Black Ming Stick. Between the lightning and flint, Chu Chen casually took out an ancient magic weapon from the Hidden Sky Shell.
During the trip to the Ten Kingdoms, Chu Chen obtained many treasures.
Chu Chen didn’t even have time to study some ancient magic weapons.
Boom!
When this ancient magic weapon hit the black stick, it broke directly.
Chu Chen’s pupils shrank and he quickly swung out another one...
This time it was a bead!
Chu Chen just threw it out when he suddenly froze, "No..."
It was the wrong one.
Chu Chen threw the angel crystal out of the hidden sky shell.
This is the angel crystal obtained from the ancient crown. After studying it for a while, Chu Chen directly threw the angel crystal into a corner of Zangtian Bei. Just throw the angel crystal out.
The Black Ming Stick was as powerful as breaking through the ancient magic weapon just now, and its momentum did not diminish at all as it crashed into the Angel Crystal.
Bang!
The small wooden stick poked the crystal ball.
After a loud noise, a slight crack appeared in the crystal ball.
Chu Chen was suddenly surprised. Looking at the crystal ball, the angel crystal hidden in the ancient crown was actually quite strong. Chu Chen did not dare to face the power contained in this stick. Upon contact, the Angel Crystal actually blocked it, and only a crack appeared.
“Thank you, Pope Caishi.”Chu Chen looked at the sky. Although Pope Kaishi had been beheaded by Liu Shiwan, one code should be treated as another, and the due etiquette must be indispensable.
The Fudo Holy Son was also stunned for a moment. He did not expect that such a small crystal ball could actually block his black stick.
Just when Fudo was stunned, Chu Chen’s sword came.
Like a bolt of lightning.
Faster and faster!
At this moment, Chu Chen felt as if he had completely let go of himself. Between heaven and earth, he and the sword at his feet were the only ones left.
Man and sword become one.
Incredibly fast.
Chu Chen couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the subtle sword intention.
A master of sword control.
The magical power of wielding a sword cuts through the sky.
From the perspective of the warriors in the distance, Chu Chen just disappeared on the spot. The next second, the flying sword at Chu Chen’s feet had actually pierced the throat of the Fudo Holy Son.
The Immovable Son, motionless.
He was over two meters tall, his pupils were wide open, and a sharp sword was stuck in his throat, and the sword penetrated his throat.
Half a while...
Boom!
The body of Fudo Holy Son exploded, and the entire Thousand-Layered Peak was shaking more and more violently.
Chu Chen’s eyes were fixed on the mass of blood mist.
With the sword just now, he pierced the throat of Fudo Seiko, but the subsequent self-destruction of Fudo Seiko was the result of Fudo Seiko himself. He wanted to use the self-destruction of his body to cover up. The escape of the soul.
As long as the soul does not die, he will still have a chance to make a comeback.
Chu Chen approached the blood mist.
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