The tyrannical innate pressure made no one dare to approach this area.
Tang Jianqiu squatted on the top of the carriage and looked at Chen Xianchao who was penetrated by Fei Zhong.
He thought that Chen Xianchao would die, but he did not expect that Chen Xianchao, who had been saved by so many innate masters in Taohua Town, would die so quickly.
"But he cannot die in the hands of others."
Tang Jianqiu murmured, the sword in his hand already showing a cold light.
Sudden.
An aura that made him feel cold suddenly appeared. He looked around and suddenly saw something appearing on Chen Xianchao's shoulders.
same.
Just when Fei Zhong wanted to swing his sword, he felt that a mountain was pressing down above his head, and the heavy power inspired the aura around him to resist.
He couldn't help but look up and saw Chen Xianchao's eyes as cold as sharp swords. Even though he was pierced through the chest, there was still no distortion on his face.
Jing Chao's sword suddenly slashed towards Fei Zhong's right arm.
Fei Zhong subconsciously wanted to draw out the sword that penetrated Chen Xianchao's chest, but found that at some point, Chen Xianchao had already grasped the sword body that penetrated Chen Xianchao's chest, and he could not draw the sword out.
Jing Chao's sword wind struck, and Fei Zhong had to loosen the hilt of his sword and retreat.
Chen Xianchao stood firm and slowly drew out the sword that penetrated his chest under Fei Zhong's disbelieving gaze.
"I've stabbed you in your fatal spot, how can you not die?"
Chen Xianchao turned a deaf ear.
He saw.
Above caring about God.
It has an extremely thin shadow.
Chen Xianchao enjoyed the pain on his body and felt the pleasure of going half a circle in front of the gate of hell.
He needs more strong men to kill him so that he can truly feel powerful.
"Fei Zhong, you are the weakest innate I have ever seen. Your sword is just like you. It is old and cannot kill anyone."
Chen Xian pushed Fei Zhong's sword back with his palm.
"Kill me again."
Fei Zhong's eyelids were twitching. He couldn't believe that there were people in this world who survived being stabbed to death.
Tang Jianqiu's hands were trembling. He couldn't help but look at the sword in his hand. His sword was filled with fear just like his heart.
at this time.
Three hooks suddenly shot toward Chen Xianchao.
The Divine Catcher Si Jinyiwei who came with Fei Zhong suddenly stood up, and seventeen people flew up.
"Lord General, we will help you kill this beast."
Chen Xianchao dodged the hook rope, but the three people had already landed on the ground. They rolled forward and each took out a hook rope from their waists and shot it behind Chen Xianchao. They were caught by the three people again. The six people tightened the hook rope at the same time and immediately bound Chen Xian towards the center, while the others came with swords.
But Chen Xianchao's body shook, the dragon elephant spiritual energy burst out, and the chain made of fine iron broke instantly.
Facing the siege of eleven people, Jing Chao's spiritual energy rolled over the sword.
"In the way of swordsmanship, I can become an immortal with my sword."
Uh-huh.
The sword energy tornado can reach hundreds of meters in an instant.
Fei Zhong's expression suddenly changed.
Chen Xianchao's sword already possesses the momentum of a divine method.
"impossible."
"How can he understand the methods of gods if he only looks at Qi?"
In a blink of an eye.
The sword energy dispersed.
Chen Xianchao was surrounded by the corpses of the divine arrester Si Jinyiwei.
Even for himself, it was an accident.
He didn't expect that the Emperor's swordsmanship would have such power due to his tyrannical cultivation.
He suddenly looked at Fei Zhong.
This is already the case with the second sword, what if it is the third sword?
"Can I kill him?"
Feeling Chen Xianchao's murderous intention, Fei Zhong was stunned for a moment.
Want to kill Xiantian?
"How brave do you have to be to have such an idea?"
Fei Zhong shouted loudly, he could no longer hold anything against Chen Xianchao.
Boom.
The ground beneath Fei Zhong's feet immediately shattered. At this moment, he became a burning angry tiger. The aura around him was no longer hidden. He was the only one in the world to kill a martial artist in the Wangqi realm with his peak posture in the early stage of Xiantian. .
He held his sword and flew forward, turning himself into a tornado of sword light, bringing up the dust and sand, rolling up the wind and clouds, and causing big waves to crash onto the shore.
"Jian Baichuan: Tide."
"Chen Xianchao, I will kill you with all my strength. You will be honored to die."
What was lying across the Chen Xian Dynasty was really a huge wave, carrying the power of swallowing everything, coming from all over the sky.
He is as independent as a small boat in the waves.
Boom, boom, boom.
Heartbeat.
It became a drum beating on the battlefield.
Chen Xianchao's world suddenly became quiet, and he watched Fei Zhong's sword coming slowly.
He gently raised Jing Chaojian.
He activated the forty-eight martial arteries in his body, burning all the dragon-elephant spiritual energy.
The black sword flashed with blue brilliance.
"The Great Emperor's Sword Technique: The Third Sword."
"Hold the sword to the sky and stand on the world."
Jing Chao's sword instantly reached a hundred feet.
A sword fell.
boom.
This area suddenly rippled with violent spiritual energy fluctuations, spreading thousands of meters away from the two of them.
Tang Jianqiu's spiritual energy protected him and suppressed the carriage under his feet. He stared at the two people standing in front of him and suppressed the shock in his heart.
Fei Zhong's sword pierced Chen Xianchao's left shoulder, with only the hilt remaining.
"What a pity, I was aiming for your heart."
"Wang Qi Sha Xiantian, this old man in the world really can't understand."
A trace of cracks began to spread from the center of Fei Zhong's eyebrows. His voice fell and he fell straight in front of Chen Xianchao.
One of the three innate commanders of the Southern Dynasties Divine Catcher Division, he could not believe until his death that he would die in the hands of a martial artist in the Wangqi Realm.
"Did you kill Fei Zhong?"
"You actually killed Xiantian?"
Tang Jianqiu fell next to Chen Xianchao and stared at Fei Zhong, who was dying, in disbelief.
"Hahaha!"
"A person in the Wangqi realm actually killed an innate warrior."
"Chen Xianchao, without me, no one in the world would believe you. You are really amazing!"
Tang Jianqiu smiled, then suddenly stopped smiling.
Looking at Chen Xianchao, whose breath was weak, he said: "But now, can you still kill people with the sword in your hand?"
Tang Jianqiu said, his palm already on the hilt of the sword that penetrated Chen Xianchao.
Gently and slowly, he drew out Fei Zhong's sword bit by bit.
Only then did he feel murderous intent.
Chen Xianchao's face was still expressionless. He seemed to have become a cold-blooded person without emotions.
Tang Jianqiu sighed and said softly: "People like you are really terrible. I should be glad that I waited until now. If it weren't for Fei Zhong, I would have died by your sword."
Chen Xianchao indeed no longer has the strength to kill.
With the third sword, Chen Xianchao had drained out all the dragon-elephant spiritual energy in his martial veins.
At this moment, anyone can kill him.
But he still did not lose the Jingchao Sword in his hand.
Because there is still a steady stream of internal energy in his body, as long as he has more time, his sword can still kill people.
"Why do you want to kill me?"
Tang Jianqiu said: "We may not have any grudges, because it was Jia Yu who killed my father. However, Jia Yu appeared in Simin City because he wanted to protect you, Chen Xianchao."
"Everyone in Peach Blossom Town is dead, but I don't even know which bones in Simin City are my father. I can't kill Jia Yu with my own hands. I can only find you. If it weren't for you, there would be no Peach Blossom Incident." .”
Chen Xian said, "If he hadn't come here for the Dajing treasury, he wouldn't have died in Simin City."
Tang Jianqiu said: "You are right, but it does not prevent me from killing you."
Chen Xian said: "After I die, can you do two things for me?"
Tang Jianqiu smiled and said: "Do you think I am a kind person? Since you died in my hands, why should I help you?"
Chen Xianchao sighed: "It's a pity, you could have survived."
