Boom boom.
Chen Xianchao and Hong Zhilong didn't seem to be competing with each other.
Their sword energy fell to the ground, like a powder keg exploding, with roars in the sky and flying smoke.
Hong Zhilong slid back more than ten meters on the ground before stopping with the dragon's sword stabbing the ground.
The same goes for Chen Xianchao. His body flew upside down until he crashed into a big tree.
Hong Zhilong is worthy of being the second best in the world. Regardless of sword aura, sword intention, or sword power, he is above Chen Xianchao. He is innate and has a huge gap in realm.
But Chen Xianchao is not an ordinary Chongyuan. He has experienced the Chongyuan realm twenty times. His Danhai is as pure as a small world of its own, without any mixed aura.
"Right, that is it."
"If you were useless, killing you would feel like killing a dog."
Hong Zhilong said this.
Chen Xianchao didn't care about this.
But Zhao Xiansong was surprised. He had fought against Hong Zhilong, and he knew that Hong Zhilong was as cold as an iceman during the battle. He would never say a single rubbish to his opponent.
unless.
Chen Xianchao at this moment has made him feel threatened enough to kill him.
The innate person understands the natural power of heaven and earth.
Someone enters the Tao with a sword.
Some people enter the Tao with water and fire.
There are also people who have entered Taoism and used pen and ink.
It can be said that all imaginable existences can allow warriors to feel their power and step into the innate realm.
In the past two days, Chen Xianchao had learned some information about the innate realm from Meng Can.
It's just that for Meng Can, the innate realm is really a small realm that can't be touched, and he can only talk about it in general terms.
now.
Feeling the fierce sword intent emanating from Hong Zhilong, Chen Xianchao understood that Hong Zhilong was also an innate master who entered the Tao with a sword and entered the way of the sword.
In this world, kendo is the mainstream.
Chen Xianchao didn't know what path he would take. He had no understanding and couldn't see the innate realm.
even so.
The Dragon Emperor's immortal body and the Xianghuang's prison-suppressing power have given him the power to kill the innate realm.
"Hong Zhilong, give me the dragon palace."
The black and red spiritual energy lingered around Chen Xianchao as he stepped forward. No one had ever seen this kind of spiritual energy before. He only felt that the martial arts and Danhai in his body were churning, like a group of snakes meeting a real dragon.
Hong Zhilong is no exception.
But the Dragon Fault in his hand was already flashing with spiritual light, and the sword was whistling.
He flew down from the sky and pointed his sword at Chen Xianchao.
In an instant, the body transformed into ten shadows.
"Ten Domain Sword."
"The sky is a dream."
There are ten clones of Hong Zhilong, and each one is Hong Zhilong. No one can tell them apart, whether it is Chen Xianchao or others.
The whole world was shrouded in Hong Zhilong's sword, and every Hong Zhilong stirred up strong winds and stabbed out lightning.
Chen Xianchao held his breath, and the energy in his body suddenly surged. When he got angry, the sea of pills boiled and his martial veins roared.
"The immortal body of a dragon."
The physical strength rose from the ground, and he seemed like a giant, holding a giant sword that cut the sky.
"The Emperor's Sword Technique."
"The third sword."
Uh-huh.
Jing Chao's sword instantly rose a hundred feet, and with one swing of the sword, the sky became dark and the earth became dark.
The howling wind followed the big sword down.
Bang bang bang.
Several shattering and deafening sounds were heard in succession, and only two of the ten Hong Zhilongs that flew over were left.
"Chen Xianchao, your death has come."
Hong Zhilong's sword.
A sword was pointed at Chen Xianchao's throat.
A sword pointed at Chen Xianchao's heart.
In this scene, everyone could clearly see that Chen Xianchao had lost.
"Chen Xianchao is going to die."
someone shouted.
Even Zhao Xiansong stood up suddenly, holding the Jinghong Sword tightly in his hand.
But Chen Xian suddenly stepped on his right foot, and the black and red spiritual energy around him rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.
Hong Zhilong's sword was pressed against Chen Xianchao's throat and heart, but it could not penetrate.
"Hong Zhilong, tell me what innateness is?"
Chen Xianchao roared, as if the roar of an elephant resounded, and his boundless momentum was like two heavy hammers falling hard on Hong Zhilong's body.
Hong Zhilong flew out upside down, spitting blood.
This blow didn't hurt his roots, but it hurt his heart.
He is innate.
The best among innates.
At this moment, he was injured by the spiritual power of a warrior who had not yet entered the innate world.
"What is innate?"
Hong Zhilong couldn't help but ask himself.
He fell to the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at his own blood. The innate status he had been proud of for a long time now became a vain reputation that made him feel ridiculous.
He suddenly remembered what he had said to Hong Yao.
He said: Yaoyao, when my brother enters Xiantian, he will definitely cure your disease.
He said: Yaoyao, when my brother reaches the middle stage of Xiantian, no one will take you away from me.
But when he truly became Xiantian, he did not cure Hong Yao's illness; when he became the middle stage of Xiantian, he did not prevent Hong Yao from dying in Putuo Mountain.
He couldn't even use the innate realm to kill Chen Xianchao and avenge Hong Yao.
"What is innate?"
"Chen Xianchao, tell me what is innate?"
Hong Zhilong came again with his sword. His sword was still so fast that he didn't care about his own life.
At this moment, Chen Xianchao truly saw the second best person in the world.
Even with the blessing of the Dragon Emperor's immortal body, Chen Xianchao's body was still constantly left with sword wounds by Hong Zhilong. Even with Chen Xianchao's current state, the speed of flesh and blood recovery could no longer keep up with the speed of Hong Zhilong's sword wounds.
Meng Can didn't understand.
Obviously Chen Xianchao did not need to suffer these sword wounds.
Hong Zhilong is very strong, but not that strong yet.
clang.
The two of them stood with their swords against each other.
Both of their bodies were covered with sword wounds, as if they had come from a rain of blood.
Chen Xian said: "I owe Hong Yao my life, and I will give it back to her now."
The roar of dragons and elephants resounded in Chen Xianchao's body, and his momentum climbed again, becoming a high mountain standing in front of Hong Zhilong.
The Jingchao Sword was already covered with broken lines, but it was still unbroken even though it was wrapped by the Xianghuang's Prison Strength.
It still has some power left, the sword sounds, the sword light flashes, the Longque sword breaks away from Hong Zhilong's hand and embeds into the ground.
Hong Zhilong looked at the black sword at his throat: "What is innate?"
Chen Xian said: "Someone told me that Xiantian is just the foundation for entering the cultivation world. It can't save anyone or change anything. I am Chongyuan, and I can also kill Xiantian."
Hong Zhilong whispered: "Innateness is the foundation?"
"hehe."
"Chen Xianchao, you took everything from me."
"Now, from the vantage point of a winner, tell me that innateness is the foundation?"
"How many people in this world will spend their entire lives relying on the foundation you talk about?"
"Yao Yao, if she is Xiantian, how can you kill her?"
After Hong Zhilong said that, he suddenly took a step forward.
Jing Chao's sword penetrated his throat.
"I can't kill you. I'm sorry for Yaoyao. There is no place for me, Hong Zhilong, to stand in this world."
Chen Xianchao no longer had any emotional consciousness. He could not sympathize with Hong Zhilong's mentality and feelings at the moment. Looking at Hong Zhilong who slowly closed his eyes, Chen Xianchao drew out the Jingchao Sword and held Long Fault in his hand.
He remembered talking to Qi Baixing.
He wanted to clear his father's name and tell the world that Chen Jingxuan's sword was enough to make the whole world tremble.
Subsequently.
Chen Xianchao carried Hong Zhilong's body and put it into the carriage of the carriage.
He originally wanted to repay the life Hong Yao owed her, but did not want to kill Hong Zhilong.
Now Hong Zhilong is dead.
Chen Xianchao could never repay this debt in his lifetime.
Hong Zhilong is dead?
A pot exploded under the mountain of compassion.
Even Zhao Xiansong and the three of them were stunned on the spot, in disbelief for a long time.
"Girl Ling, if you want to kill Chen Xianchao, you have to do it now."
