On the side, Yun Shuang'er also felt inexplicable pressure.
Qin Chen has already reached the realm of Heavenly Saint. Perhaps he will reach the Saint King soon.
She also needs to work harder.
Otherwise, how can we pursue him who is so radiant?
Mrs. Xian Yin felt bitter in her heart when she looked at her husband's appearance.
She knows that her husband takes her very seriously.
But she knew better that her husband valued her master even more.
This time, Qin Chen invisibly made Yang Qingyun obsessed again.
Back then, for Qin Chen, Yang Qingyun did everything possible to suppress his improvement in cultivation, and even stopped practicing at all.
And now, I am afraid that Yang Qingyun will practice desperately again! The love between master and apprentice! Perhaps, the love between Qin Chen and Yang Qingyun has long surpassed the love between master and apprentice, and is stronger than the love between father and son.
And Mrs. Xian Yin has nothing to be jealous about.
After all, although she didn't admire Qin Chen very much, she also knew how much influence Qin Chen had on Yang Qingyun.
At this moment, Qin Chen stood on the Red Feather Sky Wind Sculpture with a calm expression, looking at Yan Rong, Yan Yao, and Yan Beifeng.
Yan Rong's face looked ugly at this moment.
How could this happen? He felt that the little eagle was strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't even subdue the three flame formations.
Even if he couldn't subdue the little eagle, he should still be able to kill Qin Chen.
But now it seems that no one is dead.
At this moment, Qin Chen waved his hand.
A red feather appeared in Qin Chen's hand at this moment.
As Scarlet Ling appeared, flames lingered in Qin Chen's hands.
The flames swept across and enveloped the red feather.
At this moment, the red feather turned into a long sword and was held by Qin Chen.
"cut!"
With a wave of the sword, streaks of red holy power swarmed out at this moment, heading straight towards Yan Rong.
"break!"
Yan Rong shouted low, pushed out his palm, and instantly turned into a ball of holy power in front of him, exploding suddenly, trying to stop the explosion of the red feather.
But at this moment, Qin Chen's expression turned cold and his murderous intent condensed.
The red feathers turned into thousands of sword energy over the years, and were released in an instant.
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Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
But the next moment, Yan Rong's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a blood mark appeared on his chest.
The blood stains were flowing with blood, looking a bit pale and terrifying.
At this moment, everyone can feel the trauma Yan Rong suffered.
Qin Chen's suppressive power was revealed at this moment.
However, when Yan Rong retreated, Qin Chen took another step forward, and the time in his hand once again condensed a red feather light.
"kill!"
The red feather sword was slashed at this moment, and Qin Chen's body was also shot out directly at this moment.
Boom... Yan Yao charged out directly at this moment.
How much strength can a mere first-grade Heavenly Saint unleash?
Yan Yao didn't believe that he couldn't resist Qin Chen! But the next moment, a roar sounded.
Yan Yao's body moved backwards.
However, Qin Chen approached and swung his sword.
There was a popping sound.
A terrifying sword mark appeared on Yan Yao's abdomen, and the sword almost cut him in half.
If Yan Yao hadn't been fast enough, this sword would have been enough to kill him! At this moment, Qin Chen didn't care, and stepped out with a calm expression.
"Destroy your lineage and keep your word!"
As soon as the words fell, the long sword drew a sword light at this moment.
The sword radiated straight towards Yan Beifeng. Qin Chen said indifferently: "Is it a good thing you did?"
"Dad...Dad..." Yan Beifeng roared with frightened eyes at this moment.
But Yan Rong and Yan Yao, at this moment, are completely unable to resist the current Qin Chen.
The strength of this first-grade Heavenly Saint is comparable to that of a tenth-grade Heavenly Saint.
And both of them just felt that the explosive power did not come from Qin Chen himself, but from... the Red Feather Sky Wind Eagle.
There seems to be some kind of wonderful connection between Qin Chen and the Red Feather Sky Wind Eagle, which allows the strength of the Red Feather Sky Wind Eagle to be transferred to Qin Chen.
Although this transformation is not complete.
However, it was enough to increase Qin Chen's explosive power dozens of times.
But that's not the key.
The key is...how does Qin Chen's first-grade Heavenly Saint's physical body and soul strength support this power?
This is puzzling.
At this moment, the sword energy was heading towards Yan Beifeng.
This sword is enough to kill Yan Beifeng! "No!!!"
With a roar, Yan Beifeng's expression turned pale at this moment.
Boom... a violent roar sounded at this moment.
As the terrifying fluctuations swept across at this moment, Yan Beifeng's body disappeared.
Yan Rong and Yan Yao both looked gloomy at this moment.
"Beifeng..." He murmured in a low voice and looked at Qin Chen. Yan Rong's eyes were full of murderous intent.
But at this moment, Qin Chen raised his eyebrows.
"It seems that an expert has taken action!"
Qin Chen smiled slightly and said, "Is he the Holy King of the Yan family?"
As soon as these words came out, the roar disappeared in the next moment.
In front of Yan Beifeng, a gray-haired figure stepped out slowly at this moment.
Yan Jingyu! The fifth elder of the Yan family! "Dad!"
"father!"
At this moment, both Yan Rong and Yan Yao were kneeling and bowing their heads.
Yan Jingyu looked at his two sons and said nothing.
Yan Jingyu's voice was slightly cold, and he said slowly: "You claim to be a member of the Holy Beast Sect, so what is the relationship between Wen Xianzhi of the Holy Beast Sect and you?"
When Qin Chen heard this, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
"Yeah?"
Yan Jingyu spoke slightly at this moment and said: "Trespassing into my Yan Mansion has never happened in the past tens of thousands of years. You are so brave..." Qin Chen smiled again and said: "You can't be called bold.
It’s just that my precious apprentice’s hand was chopped off by your Yan family, so I have to chop off one of the Yan family’s hands too!”
"What a loud tone."
Yan Jingyu hummed: "Do you know the Yan family's background and strength?
When the Holy King is angry, millions of people will be killed. Are you sure you can withstand the Holy King's wrath?"
"What's that?"
Qin Chen sneered and said: "When I, Qin Chen, get angry, I will lay down hundreds of millions of corpses!"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Jingyu's face turned terrifyingly cold.
"To be able to achieve such a high degree of spiritual compatibility with the seventh-level holy beast, you can use the strength of the seventh-level holy beast to explode yourself from the first level to the tenth level. You are indeed a rare beast master, but..." "Like this
It’s too naive to think that you can have the strength to rival the Holy King!”
As Yan Jingyu finished speaking.
The next moment, between heaven and earth, with Yan Jingyu as the center, an aura exploded... That aura continued to spread until it enveloped the entire Yanyun City.
At this moment, each warrior under the Heavenly Saint fell to the ground one after another.