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Chapter 608 The power of cracking the sky

The cultivator was shocked. The opponent was just a warrior. How could he walk in the void?

What a terrifying state this is?

Martial arts practitioners, even masters who have reached the realm of Yu Dao, cannot fly in the air!

Watching Chen Nan rushing towards him in stunned silence, the cultivator was completely panicked. It wasn't until Chen Nan took another step forward and was already in front of him that he suddenly woke up. Then he shot out another magic weapon and killed him.

The energy in the whole body is running to the extreme, hoping to block Chen Nan's offensive. Eight? One Middle School? Wenwang

Only a "whoosh" sound was heard.

A flying knife shimmering with white light instantly pierced the sky and shot toward Chen Nan's face.

After the first flying knife was shot out, the cultivator repeatedly pinched the magic formula, and then five more flying knives flew out one after another, forming a continuous chain of silver knives in the air, trying to kill Chen Nan.

Kill by sword!

Seeing the flying knives coming, Chen Nan used another god-killing step. After dodging the first flying knives, the Hunyuan Sword slashed out diagonally and knocked away the second flying knives. Then, the splitting energy of his left hand surged.

It was shot out and hit directly on the side of the third flying knife!

There was just a crisp "clang" sound, as if two weapons were clashing. Chen Nan's flesh and blood body actually knocked away the cultivator's flying knife magic weapon.

Chen Nan has already practiced martial arts and can usually resist the weapons of warriors.

Now that the true meaning of martial arts has been stimulated, he has murderous aura and battle blood to protect his body, and his body of flesh and blood is even more unbelievable. Even if the enemy's magic weapon is as good as the Hunyuan Sword, it is still knocked away by Chen Nan's palm.

"Click..."

A slight cracking sound was heard, and a buzzing and trembling sound came from the flying knife that Chen Nan shot away.

"What!"

This cultivator was shocked. He was traumatized by his magic weapon. His body staggered and he almost fell off the flying sword at his feet.

There are actually warriors who can physically resist magic weapons, and they are also the most precious treasures of cultivation? How is this possible!

With such a heaven-defying body, wouldn't it be a nightmare for all cultivators?

Seeing Chen Nan's murderous intent rising to the sky, and the palm force filled with golden energy hitting his chest, the cultivator's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized the remaining three flying knives and shot them towards Chen Nan, and roared loudly.

: "Several junior brothers save me!"

Now, he no longer counts on his magic weapon.

Under Chen Nan's hands, all magic weapons are useless!

Being able to stop Chen Nan, I just hope that the four junior brothers can attack Chen Nan from the side and create a glimmer of hope for myself.

Seeing that Chen Nan was like a madman, not only could he fly in the air, but he could also shoot away the magic weapons of his fellow disciples with just his physical strength, the expressions of the remaining cultivators also changed greatly.

But now, they didn't have time to think too much.

He quickly controlled the flying sword at his feet, and while killing Chen Nan, he opened his mouth and sprayed out his magic weapon.

Facing several magic weapons that came from the sky, Chen Nan showed no fear at all.

Under his feet, the last step of the Seven God-Slaying Steps was quickly taken, and his whole body was like a flash of light, and he threw himself directly in front of the cultivator.

With lightning speed, he struck the enemy in the chest with a cleft hand.

"kill!"

A palm shot out, hitting the opponent's chest hard.

"puff……"

The cultivator's blood was seen gushing out from his mouth like a fountain. Chen Nan's palm directly hit his chest deeply and smashed his internal organs into flesh and blood.

The air was suddenly filled with layers of blood mist, dyeing the silent world red.

"Senior Brother Yuan Zhen!"

Seeing that the leading senior brother was killed by Chen Nan's palm, the remaining four cultivators' eyes suddenly turned red, and countless magic weapons were thrown towards him like a gust of wind and rain.

For a moment, the spirit of Jin Ge roared in the sky, and boundless murderous aura surged wildly.

"A bunch of trash looking for death!"

Chen Nan sneered, his purple-gold palm tore through the void, and slapped a big sword hard. With a "clang" sound, the flying sword was blasted away by Chen Nan.

The next moment, another seven or eight rays of light of different colors came over. Chen Nan was not afraid at all and raised his palms to greet them.

"Bang! Bang! Click..."

A green ring that came from the left was smashed into pieces by Chen Nan with two splitting hands, turning into a handful of debris and scattering all over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a silent small black arrow above the head, and a blood-red bead as big as a fist on the right.

The small black arrow seemed light and powerless, but it was filled with a soul-stirring cold air, and the blood-red bead brought with it violent fluctuations of true energy. The moment it approached Chen Nan

, it grew several times in size in the storm and hit his head violently.

Chen Nan laughed disdainfully and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

It was like forging iron, and the sound was loud.

The erratic and cold little arrow was twisted into a ball of rotten iron by Chen Nan, and then fell to the ground with a clang. And the blood-red bead that had grown several times larger seemed to be like a walnut.

The originally smooth and flawless surface showed cracks like broken porcelain.

As the two magic weapons were shattered, the two cultivators not far away coughed up blood, turned pale, and almost fell from their flying swords.

"It's just a pile of junk, it doesn't deserve to be called a magic weapon!"

Chen Nan roared, seizing the opportunity when the opponent was hurt, jumped up, and flew towards one of the cultivators like lightning in the air.

The cultivator immediately showed a look of panic.

He did not expect that Chen Nan not only broke through the sect's killing formation with his martial arts body, but also smashed the magic weapon he had placed his heart into with his bare hands and bare fists.

Even the strongest trump cards can't do anything to Chen Nan. Now that Chen Nan is coming to kill him, he can only desperately use his flying sword to escape.

"Want to run? It's too late, go to hell!"

Chen Nan roared, and wherever the Hunyuan Sword's blade passed, the void trembled, and it mercilessly slashed at the back of the cultivator's neck!

"puff!"

Blood sprayed in the air, and the head and body were separated instantly, and fell to the ground with two "plops" almost at the same time, with angry eyes wide open on the head and a dead look on its face.

The bright red blood flowed out and immediately dyed the earth red.

"Next!"

After beheading the second cultivator, Chen Nan didn't stop at all, and turned around and rushed towards the third cultivator.

This man was so frightened by his violent killings that he didn't even have the courage to resist, so he turned around and ran away.

Chen Nan snorted coldly and kicked the ground hard, leaving an afterimage of his body on the spot. He reached the extreme speed and killed the cultivator.

The cultivator was panic-stricken. After randomly shooting out seven or eight magic weapons, he fled out of the mountain with his flying sword without looking back.

But he was too close to Chen Nan before. Within seven steps, even with a flying sword, how could he be faster than Chen Nan?

Chen Nan was like killing a chicken and a dog, he raised his hand and chopped it off with one sword.

"puff……"

Blood splattered, and flesh and blood, along with the five internal organs, scattered all over the sky.

Chen Nan was holding a bloody battle sword in his hand, and with murderous intent all over his body, he was like a Shura from hell, and he coldly swept towards the last two people.


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