Chu Cheng's body was filled with energy and blood, and the billowing black energy was like a pillar, soaring straight into the sky.
Xiao Jingyun faced the enemy's rising aura, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Six fellow Taoists from the Li family, please get out of the way." Xiao Jingyun looked at the six golden elixir monks from the Li Family Fort with thunder in his eyes.
"I want to kill the thief who killed my son with my own hands!" the gray-haired middle-aged man from Lijiabao said fiercely, refusing to retreat.
Seeing this, Chu Cheng frowned. This battle may not last long. With his consciousness, he saw seven rainbows flying rapidly from thousands of miles away.
Under these seven rainbows, Chu Cheng saw Liu Xiren and Di Duxiu. A group of seven of them also rushed back to Lijiapu from the Eight Hundred Miles Mountains.
If these seven people rush back to Lijiabao, under the powerful siege of fourteen Jindan monks, it will be difficult to retreat unless most of them are killed.
Chu Cheng wanted to end this battle as soon as possible and wanted to know how strong Xiao Jingyun, who was ranked twenty-second on the land rankings, was.
Without thinking, Chu Cheng flashed past, came directly in front of the gray-haired middle-aged man, and punched out.
With this punch, Chu Cheng secretly exerted 80% of his power and knocked the middle-aged man to the ground with one punch.
This punch was so powerful that if Chu Cheng hadn't left any staying power, he could have directly killed the early-stage golden elixir monk from Lijiabao on the spot.
The gray-haired middle-aged man screamed and fainted.
"Seeking death!" Xiao Jingyun suddenly became murderous when he saw that the skinny old man had seriously injured a man on the spot in front of him.
"Dragon Thunder Transformation!" Xiao Jingyun shouted, purple thunder surged crazily around him, and another thunderbolt fell straight from the sky, swirling around the sword in his hand.
A dragon roared, and the thunder that had just fallen from the sky turned into purple in an instant, and then turned into a purple thunder dragon in an instant, entangled in his sword.
Another sword strike!
The sword light drew a long shadow in the night sky, which was a divine dragon filled with purple thunder.
This sword shadow is full of domineering and unparalleled momentum, as if thunder and punishment are coming to the world, giving people a feeling of inescapability.
The faces of the five golden elixir cultivators in Lijiabao changed drastically, and the pupils of their eyes shrank sharply.
"Is this the strength of the top 100 people on the Earth Ranking?" Someone exclaimed. They are both Golden Core cultivators, but there is such a huge gap between them.
Xiao Jingyun gave them the feeling of facing a Nascent Soul cultivator. And the other person is the same.
The night wind in the inner palace invaded, and the thunder was as bright as the sunset, covering the entire sky.
Inner mansion, outer mansion. Everyone held their breath.
Everyone present was invaded by the thunder, covering it silently and blatantly declaring its tyranny.
The five golden elixir monks in Lijiabao had a feeling that if they were hit by this sword, they would definitely die and even be destroyed physically and mentally.
So how should the skinny old man deal with it?
At this moment, a white shadow flashed across and came to Xiao Jingyun.
It is Xie Yu played by Li Shanling.
"Let me come!" Li Shanling shouted and stabbed with his sword.
"Get lost!" Chu Cheng shouted, knowing exactly what Li Shanling was going to do.
Chu Cheng punched out directly, and with a muffled groan, Li Shanling's body flew backwards and hit the ruins a mile away.
"How dare you!" Xiao Jingyun's expression changed when he saw Xie Yu being punched out.
Xie Yu's father is the master of Yifeng. As the strongest Jindan disciple of Qiyue Sect, he failed to protect his son. He will also be implicated in anger and will inevitably be punished.
He drew his sword, and invisible destruction radiated from Xiao Jingyun's body, scattering into the night.
Cut with one sword, in the sword, in the air. Two purple thunder dragons galloped towards Chu Cheng with this slash, leaving two bright long marks in the night sky that turned into day.
This was a killing attack. A strike from a Golden Core cultivator actually disrupted this space.
The blade of the sword and the two purple thunder dragons were clearly reflected in Chu Cheng's eyes. Naturally, I also felt the terrifying power.
Facing this sword, Chu Cheng had already imagined many ways to deal with it in his mind, but he did not attack it immediately.
Instead, he remembered a scene and several people.
It was a sword in the hand of a stunning woman with a unibrow, and two middle-aged monks who sacrificed their lives to let him leave.
Li Xiangrong, Xiao Mo.
"In the land of the East China Sea, the Changsheng Sword Sect is the most powerful. In this first battle with the Qiyue Sect, Chu sacrificed two fellow Taoists with swords. Let them know whose sword is the master in the East."
He waved his hand towards the daylight.
In the daytime, there is one more thing. One piece, one sword. A long sword.
The sword's light was still bright in the daytime, and one could clearly see the slight glint of the sword's light at the front.
The ripples in the air are the invisible sword intent.
Xiao Jingyun's sword finally came, and its terrifying killing intent was already a foot away.
Facing this sword, Chu Cheng just pushed the sword out gently.
Pushing out is an action, and this action is just a simple sword strike. A straight sword.
This sword is as light as a feather.
This sword is heavier than Mount Tai.
This is the sword of the Changsheng Sword Sect. It is just a simple sword, but it is extremely domineering.
Finally, the two swords collided. A loud sound echoed throughout the inner palace, and purple light once again covered the day.
The sky here has turned purple. Among this purple color, there is still a bit of white light that cannot be covered up.
When the sword was drawn out, a cold wind arose, and the mountains came down with the sword, causing the ground to roar.
The thunder dragon roared, and the ground shook and cracked. Under this endless purple light, the two figures were in a stalemate for a while.
Xiao Jingyun felt waves in his heart. He didn't expect that the skinny old man could be so strong, and that the sword could be so heavy.
"Eternal Life Sword Sect?" Xiao Jingyun suddenly thought of the famous Eternal Life Sword Sect, and his expression suddenly changed.
Only the Changsheng Sword Sect can have such a heavy sword.
"That's not right. Tai Chi is embedded in the sword. This is the Immortal Sword Sect."
Similarly, Chu Cheng was also shocked. This sword, Chu Cheng has used 70% of its power. But he is on par with Jamel Xiao.
"The twenty-two strong men on the Earth Ranking want me to force 70% of their strength. How many percent do the top three have?"
The top ten on the land list are ranked one step at a time. There is a big gap in strength. He was afraid that Chu Cheng would have to use all his strength against the person who was number one on the list.
Chu Cheng's eyes flashed and he raised his momentum by 75%. Suddenly, there was an extremely dense shaking sound in the ground, like a war drum, trembling with bang.
The cold light in the sword became more intense. The countless densely packed thin lines in the bodies of the two purple thunder dragons were the pressure of Chu Cheng's sword.
Jamel Xiao's expression suddenly changed. The weight of the sword became even heavier, making his arms numb and leaving deep marks under his feet under the pressure.
Under this sword, he could neither retreat nor move. You can only fight with your sword. Once you retreat, you will be doomed.
