After breaking through Chu Yan's power, Hua Qingyu's attack became even more terrifying, like a wild tsunami, it crazily devoured Chu Yan, almost burying Chu Yan in it.
But at this time, Chu Yan was still standing in the center of the storm, defenseless, as if stunned, which made many people helpless.
"give up?"
"Why, since you can't steal other people's magical powers, do you have no trump card?" Hua Qingyu said proudly, her figure still expanding in the light.
"You said that you are not Chen Fengsheng. From the beginning to the end, you have been extremely arrogant and decided my life. However, do you know that I really used all my strength to kill Chen Fengsheng?" At this time, Chu Yan
He suddenly spoke, and immediately his eyes flashed with a strange light.
"What do you mean?" Hua Qingyu frowned immediately.
Not only Hua Qingyu, but also the eyes of the others immediately froze. Could it be that Chu Yan and Chen Fengsheng hadn't used all their strength in the fight?
Is this possible? Chen Fengsheng, a person in the top 100 on the Immortal Seeking List, is also that person's younger brother, and he is surrounded by a halo.
If Chu Yan really didn't use all his strength, how strong would he be?
Chu Yan did not respond, but at this moment, his breath was restrained, and when he held his palm in the air, a terrifying sword intention emerged. In an instant, there was a clanking sword sound in the sky and earth, everywhere.
Everyone's eyes froze. Compared with just now, Chu Yan seemed to be a different person. Then there was no longer any magic around him, but a unique aura.
Chu Yan at this time is extremely unique. He is not anyone, he is just himself, like a young emperor.
Many people have long known that Long Meng Chu Yan is good at using swords, but they don't know how strong his sword skills are. Today, will he fight Hua Qingyu with a sword?
Hua Qingyu seemed to also feel the strong chill. The clothes on his chest were violently shattered, and he stepped back quickly, but it was too late. Chu Yan's sword seemed to be everywhere.
"You are indeed very strong!" Hua Qingyu failed to dodge the sword light in the end, leaving a sword mark on his chest. This made his eyes become colder and he stared at Chu Yan.
"You disappoint me, you are so weak." Chu Yan said coldly, the sound of the sword became stronger.
"This move should be enough to defeat you!" At this moment, he clasped his hands together, and then countless rocs appeared behind him. His speed seemed to surpass the wind, and there was a mist between heaven and earth that was impossible to catch.
From his position, one could see silver sword lights suddenly crossing each other, which was so fast that it was dizzying.
"Golden Winged Thunder Jue! Here comes the sword!"
Between heaven and earth, six words rang out.
For just a moment, Hua Qingyu's face changed in shock. He felt as if he had endured extremely terrible oppression. At this moment, a holy will was born in the void. A golden figure appeared in his mind, which was transformed by Chu Yan.
Like a saint, this made his face even more ugly.
"The will of the sages? Have you inherited the will of the sages?" Hua Qingyu growled.
Chu Yan still dismissed it. Saint Pengyao left the will of the saint in his mind, giving him the power of a saint. Therefore, even though he had not truly entered the realm of a saint, a trace of the saint's will was still born.
Hua Qingyu only felt that he was not facing Chu Yan, but a saint. The infinite power was suppressing him crazily. He raised his hands high and kept circulating his vitality, trying to dispel the power from his mind, but he found that he could not
Unable to do so, the power of the Holy Will became stronger, corroding him crazily.
Finally, Hua Qingyu couldn't bear the power, her body trembled, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Bang!" Almost at this moment, the picture of the country was shattered.
"this……"
"Hua Qingyu, defeated!" Countless people's eyes froze. It had only been a short time since Chen Fengsheng's battle, and Chu Yan once again defeated Hua Qingyu strongly.
The terrifying sword intent just now was terrifying even to the disciples of Sword God Mountain.
"Prince!" The faces of the people from the Hua Qing Immortal Dynasty froze, and they immediately rushed forward to support him. Hua Qingyu's face was pale, and she raised her head and looked at Chu Yan coldly, also full of shock.
"Heir of the Immortal Emperor?" Chu Yan smiled sarcastically, but Hua Qingyu was speechless. He also did not expect that Chu Yan was so powerful and had the will of a sage.
At this moment, the sword in Chu Yan's hand was slowly dragging on the ground. He walked very slowly. With every step, the sword in his hand would leave a mark on the ground, and he gradually walked towards Hua Qingyu.
Everyone's eyes froze, and the disciples of the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty became even more nervous: "Chu Yan, what are you going to do?"
"If you want my magical power, you have to pay a price." Chu Yan said calmly. At this time, he had already walked in front of Hua Qingyu.
Looking at Chu Yan, Hua Qingyu looked extremely embarrassed. He could clearly feel the killing intent released from Chu Yan's body: "I am the prince of the Hua Qing Immortal Dynasty. If you dare to kill me, I guarantee you.
There is no place for you to survive in this world!"
"Haha, after losing the battle, he brought up his background to suppress others. Is this the prince of the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty?" Chu Yan shook his head ridiculously, and then said calmly: "But you are right, killing you will indeed cause trouble, but
If you take away my magical power, you should pay the price. Should you release your luck yourself, or should I plunder it?"
"You want to take away my luck?" Hua Qingyu's eyes narrowed, and the other party actually wanted to take away his luck.
The standard for the entrance to the Immortal Burial Cliff is a person with purple luck. Once his luck is taken away, he will lose the qualification to be admitted to the Immortal Burial Cliff. At that time, it means that the immortal's luck will completely miss him. This time he is looking for the immortal world.
It is also equivalent to reaching the end.
"You are so presumptuous!" Huaqing disciples were also angry, and many took a step forward.
"Whoever comes forward again will collect the body of your prince." The sword in Chu Yan's hand flashed and fell directly on Hua Qingyu's throat. The sword roared and cut a bloody mark. Now as long as he exerts a little force,
Hua Qingyu must die.
"Roar!" The disciples of the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty were extremely angry, but they did not dare to move and could only glare at Chu Yan.
"Hand it over." Chu Yan said calmly, his sword intent tightening.
Shrouded by the terrifying sword energy, Hua Qingyu did not dare to gamble. Although luck was precious, everything would be meaningless if he lost his life.
"You will regret it." Hua Qingyu roared, and a purple light slowly rose into the sky above.
"Whoosh!" But at this moment, a terrifying sword light suddenly struck.
The sword was so fast that it seemed to appear out of thin air, making everyone's eyes freeze, including Chu Yan himself.
I saw a huge sword condensed in the sky above Chu Yan. The sword was as ruthless as the entire sky curtain. In just a moment, the sword curtain had arrived in front of Chu Yan, leaving him no time to dodge.
"Boom!" In desperation, Chu Yan could only raise his hands, and a golden armor formed in his body.
Just the next second, the giant sword stabbed down, came out from below, penetrated a thousand meters of land, and directly shattered the ground. Thousands of miles of ravines were shrouded in yellow sand.