The flying sword is like a rainbow light that suddenly rises into the sky. It is extremely sharp and indestructible. Facing numerous barriers that cover the sky and the sun, it breaks through with one sword.
Like a sword tearing through the darkness, at this moment, Chu Chen unleashed his power without reservation.
Standing high and holding 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 Mountain for help at any time.
Little did he know that Chu Chen would become stronger when he encountered someone strong.
This sword seemed to announce to everyone that he, Chu Chen, was still the strongest man in the world and the overlord of the new era.
The black windbreaker hiding in the dark looked up with tears in his eyes. He had a new pursuit in life.
It is truly refreshing to show one's 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 spoke uncontrollably, "Niu..." On the other side, Xiao Yu'er kept asking, "What happened?
what happened?"
Mashmei turned to look at Xiao Yu'er, "What did you hear?"
Xiao Yu'er thought for a while, "I heard a 'whoosh' sound."
"Not bad, keep listening."
Mashmei smiled gently. On Thousand-Layer Peak, some warriors were affected by the mountain-moving magical power and were either killed or injured. However, she predicted the potential crisis in advance and retreated here in time, although she may have missed many wonderful scenes.
, but safety comes first.
Xiao Yu'er listened intently, and at the same time murmured, "Boom--bang--boom--bang--boom--boom--bang-bang--" The collision between sword control and mountain-moving magical power.
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 about to fall across the horizon, but he always appeared in an unexpected position of the Fudo Son.
, the sword is sharp.
"You still have to look at me, the Chinese Chu Sword Immortal!"
The warriors in the distance exclaimed.
Jiang Qufeng also waved his hand vigorously, "b."
After saying that, he felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief, and then watched the final battle between Chu Chen and the Fudo Son intently.
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 Holy 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 he slashed with the long sword in his hand, it would sometimes be like a violent storm, sometimes like a gentle breeze.
Entering, sometimes lightning strikes, sometimes thunder... The sword in Chu Chen's hand shines brighter and brighter.
Fudo Saint Son also noticed it, 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 Fudo the Son even more is that Chu Chen's swordsmanship actually shows signs of divine power.
The art of wielding a sword becomes more and more sophisticated.
Chu Chen is about to realize the magical power of sword control.
By that time, Chu Chen's mastery of sword control may be enough to enable him to travel thousands of miles in a day.
What makes Fudo the Son dissatisfied is that the opponent's magical swordsmanship was gained from him.
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of Fudo Holy Son, and he used his mountain-moving magical power to fight back towards Chu Chen. At the same time, Fudo Holy Son had an ancient magic weapon in his hand, which was a black weapon only as long as a palm.
The stick, held in the hand, is extremely heavy.
"Black Hades 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 Underworld 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 Zangtian Shell.
During his 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 apart.
Chu Chen's pupils shrank, and he quickly swung out another item...this time it was a bead! Just as Chu Chen threw it out, he suddenly froze, "No..." He took it by mistake.
Chu Chen threw out the angel crystal inside 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 in a corner of the Hidden Sky Shell. Just when something happened suddenly, he threw the angel crystal out.
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The black stick was as powerful as a broken bamboo. After breaking through the ancient magic weapon just now, its momentum did not decrease at all and it crashed into the angel crystal.
Bang! The small wooden stick hit 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. The power contained in this wooden stick made Chu Chen dare not touch it head-on. The angel crystal actually blocked it.
, and only a crack appeared.
"Thank you Pope Kaishi."
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, and he did not expect that such a small crystal ball could actually block his black stick.
Just when Fudo Saint Son 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 unite.
Incredibly fast.
Chu Chen couldn't help but close his eyes and feel this extremely subtle sword intention.
Mastery of swordsmanship.
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 Holy Son is motionless, 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.
After a while...boom! The body of the Fudo Son exploded, and the entire Thousand-Layer 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 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.
?? ? The Fudou Holy Son wanted to leave, but he didn’t agree.
This chapter has been completed!