Chapter 574 If you don’t use your full strength, you may die.
"I, Jia Xing, would like to compete with you."
A middle-aged man wearing a black gown, holding a wild goose feather knife in his hand, came over.
Jia Xing, a deacon of the Xuan Bing Sect who has been cultivating for more than 8,000 years, has reached the fourth level of transcending tribulations.
"Take action!"
Chen Qingyuan said calmly.
"I heard about Fellow Daoist Chen's reputation a few years ago. Although my cultivation level is slightly higher, I don't dare to look down upon him and I will do my best. If I have hurt Fellow Daoist Chen, please forgive me."
Jia Xing heard about Chen Qingyuan's defeat of Lord Dujie, so how could he dare to underestimate the enemy?
"Remember, this is an arena, go all out, no matter life or death."
What Chen Qingyuan wants is a hearty battle, not just a few random moves.
Only through the struggle between life and death can we understand.
"good."
Jia Xing looked deeply at Chen Qingyuan and nodded in agreement.
The words were made very clear, and Jia Xing's eyes gradually changed, becoming as fierce and powerful as a wolf.
"Zheng——"
The sword roared like a tiger's roar, and Jia Xing disappeared from where he was.
When he reappeared, he was already on top of Chen Qingyuan, holding knives in both hands and striking hard.
Chen Qingyuan reacted extremely quickly, holding his sword horizontally above his head.
"Boom!"
Before the swords collided, the void exploded, and a looming law ball formed in the area of confrontation.
After a few breaths of stalemate, the law ball exploded, forcing both of them to fall back.
The strength of the venerables who have transcended the four realms is indeed much higher than that of the three realms.
Chen Qingyuan was obviously under pressure, his expression was solemn, his eyes were a bit cold, and the sword power on his body seemed to have condensed into substance, forming thousands of illusory sword shadows all over his body.
"Qiang——"
The swords roared and the swords roared, and they fought at a distance of thousands of feet.
Jia Xing raised his hand and waved, and there was a shocking sword light that split the area of the arena into two. The sword shot up into the sky, and then poured down like water from the sky, flooding the place.
Facing Jia Xing's attack, Chen Qingyuan was able to block it every time.
He obviously had reservations and scruples.
Chen Qingyuan saw what Jia Xing was thinking and didn't dare to go all out.
Also, Xuan Bingmen really wanted to kill Chen Qingyuan today, and I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future. Jia Xing was afraid that if he took it seriously, it might endanger Chen Qingyuan's life, so he restrained himself.
"If you are not serious, you...may really die."
Bai Jue's sword trembled slightly, as if he sensed an unusual fighting spirit coming from the depths of Chen Qingyuan's heart.
Chen Qingyuan, who decided to be serious, became extremely serious and lost his usual playful look.
He was as cold as ice, with a few wisps of deathly silence lingering around his body.
The sense of death that comes from the depths of the river of time pervades Chen Qingyuan's eyes. He holds a three-foot sword in his hand and presses forward step by step, like a demon crawling out of the netherworld, which makes people tremble, panic, and fear.
"Why do I feel so uneasy?"
Jia Xing's heart and soul trembled. His right hand holding the Yan Ling Dao couldn't help but tighten, and cold sweat broke out on his palm.
This wisp of deathly silence that seems to be there or not is not quite right!
While Jia Xing was still thinking, Chen Qingyuan came with his sword in hand.
The fighting spirit was extremely strong, and there seemed to be strange emotional fluctuations deep in his eyes, suppressing a killing intent coming from the depths of his soul.
The killing intention contains a trace of unwillingness and a trace of grief.
All kinds of emotions are not caused by Jia Xing.
In the past, in order to reach the realm of the great road, he crossed a broken bridge and used the divine bridge to kill seven corpses of the emperor. At the last step, the other shore was within reach, but he failed in the end.
All the old friends who accompanied him died, their souls were scattered, and there was no chance of reincarnation.
At this moment, Jia Xing clearly felt the smell of death sweeping through his body.
You must try your best!
Otherwise, you will really die!
This idea immediately popped into my mind.
Immediately afterwards, Jia Xing pinched out one hundred and eighty magic formulas in one thought.
The mysterious light arose, and the Eight Diagrams suddenly appeared, layer by layer, covering all parts of the body. At the same time, Jia Xing took out a drop of his natal essence and blood from his body and smeared the blood on the Yanling knife.
The sword swallowed up the essence and blood, and the blade turned black.
Senhan's aura came out of the knife, like a bloodthirsty beast, and the sound of the knife contained the desire to drink more blood.
"Bahuang Ji Dao Slash!"
Jia Xing used all his trump cards and let out a low roar, as all his spiritual power was drained away by the Yanling Knife.
With one slash, the sword roared like a ferocious tiger, and the power descended from the mountain was unstoppable.
Outside, everyone in the Xuan Bing Sect was shocked, asking Jia Xing, is he crazy? Not long after the war started, he directly used the enemy-killing technique, which really cost Chen Qingyuan's life, and the future of the Xuan Bing Sect was in doubt.
How could anyone outside know what Jia Xing was facing?
If he doesn't use his full strength, Jia Xing will really die!
The great elder Huo Jian wanted to stop him because he was worried that something might happen to Chen Qingyuan.
The moment Huo Jian's left foot made a slight movement, Lao Hei came over with a powerful force, looking like a huge mountain with scarlet eyes, which was obviously a warning.
Brother said, no matter what happens in the arena, no one can interfere.
Lao Hei is very obedient.
It is no exaggeration to say that even if Chen Qingyuan faced a life and death crisis, Lao Hei would not help unless his brother spoke up.
Due to Lao Hei's intimidation, Huo Jian's movements were slightly slow.
Even if Huo Jian really wanted to stop him at this moment, it was already too late.
Everyone's hearts tightened and their eyes widened. They were really afraid that Chen Qingyuan would make a mistake. The top executives of Xuanbingmen cursed this Mahayana ferocious beast in their hearts. They were about to kill people. They still had time to eat, no matter what.
regardless of.
Is this ferocious beast really Chen Qingyuan’s protector?
In comparison, a group of old guys from Xuanbingmen were more worried about Chen Qingyuan's safety.
All this happens in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan came to Jia Xing with his sword in hand.
"boom!"
With a diagonal slash, the sword was as sharp as the sharpest thing in the world, cutting the void in half, causing the power of Bagua Xuanguang around Jia Xing to shatter in an instant. The world of one hundred and eighty body protection spells was like tofu.
It's so messy that it doesn't even have a chance to struggle.
The momentum is like a broken bamboo, destroying the withered trees.
Jia Xing could not retreat and had to withstand Chen Qingyuan's sword.
He roared, and the blood in his body was boiling.
Using all the spiritual power in the body, this sword can be used to fight to the death with the venerable masters in the five realms of transcending tribulations.
However, before the sword light reached Chen Qingyuan, he was already torn apart by the sword.
"Bang!"
In the flash of lightning, Jia Xing's trump cards were wiped out.
Immediately, the Yanling knife in his hand seemed to smell the breath of terror and trembled violently. At this moment, the blade made a frightening whistle. He no longer had the bloodthirsty and greedy thoughts of the previous moment, and just wanted to stay away from here.
"Qiang——"
Accompanied by a harsh knife sound, an extremely obvious crack appeared in the middle of the Yanling knife.
At the same moment, Jia Xing's body was split open by the remaining sword gang.
Swish——
The sword light flashed, part of Jia Xing's head on the left side was chopped off, and his body was torn apart from his left shoulder to his waist.
The internal organs were instantly exposed, and blood spurted out, filling the void.