Jia Xing let out a painful cry, his whole body was covered in blood, and his face was hideous.
He was holding the cracked sword in his hand, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
His eyes were full of fear.
He never thought that as a monk who had transcended the four realms of tribulation, he would be defeated by a combined monk. Even life and death depended on the thoughts of others.
The fear from the depths of his soul made Jia Xing look graceless, trembling and uneasy, and extremely frightened.
If Jia Xing hadn't given everything he had just now, he would probably have become a corpse.
Afraid!
Not only did that fear not dissipate because of his narrow escape, but it actually became more and more intense.
After taking a few breaths, Jia Xing spit out a mouthful of blood.
His face was as pale as a piece of white paper.
Unable to suppress the fear deep in my heart, resulting in damage to my Taoist heart!
High on the battlefield, Chen Qingyuan stood with his sword in hand, no longer planning to take action.
His face is handsome and cold, independent in the clouds.
The three-foot sword in his hand is like a enchanting object suspended above everyone's heads. As long as he wants, he can take anyone's life.
Jia Xing bore the brunt and his body could no longer bear it.
Bearing the breath of death from the end of time at close range, coupled with the damage to his Taoist heart, Jia Xing raised his head and glanced at Chen Qingyuan, unable to support his body and knelt down below.
His whole body was trembling, and blood kept pouring out. He looked miserable and had no power to resist.
"What is this sword called?"
Jia Xing tried his best and asked in a trembling voice.
He wanted to know what the sword move that almost killed him was.
"Return to the ruins."
Chen Qingyuan gave an answer, his voice was cold and hollow, as if it came from another time and space.
Guixu means destination and ending.
This sword technique combines the power of Qingzong's ten-way sword technique and his own special understanding of the way of the sword.ωωw..net
In the old land for ten years, I wandered between life and death.
This sword I have realized is not the strongest, but it is not the weakest either.
A sword returns to the ruins, the destination of the sword.
Who among the world's sword cultivators has the courage to give such a name?
"I...lost."
Jia Xing lost, and slowly lowered his head. His eyes were soaked in blood, and he looked at his trembling hands. His vision was blurred, and he was convinced.
Today's battle will be remembered in this lifetime and will never be forgotten.
"impossible!"
This scene happened too fast.
However, in the blink of an eye, Jia Xing knelt down and his whole body was shrouded in fear. Everyone in the Xuan Bingmen, Chang Ziqiu and others were shocked and could not hide their expressions.
Some people are as dull as wood, while others are shouting dreams.
Some people trembled in denial, while others sat up in shock, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"What, will you lose?"
Hundreds of elders of Xuan Bing Sect were so shocked that their hearts stopped and their blood flowed backwards.
"Jia Xing's strength is not weak. How could...how could..."
The elders who were familiar with Jia Xing didn't know what to say. Their lips turned white and trembled slightly uncontrollably.
"If Deacon Jia hadn't used all his strength just now, he might have died."
Xuan Bing Sect's Bagua Sealing Qian Technique and Bahuang Jidao Slash are both superior magical powers. However, they were all broken by Chen Qingyuan's sword and could not stop him in the slightest.
"This boy is a monster."
The sect leader, who had always been calm, also trembled because of the change in the situation. His eyes were dim and unclear. He clenched his hands on the armrests, opened his mouth slightly, and spoke all kinds of words, which finally turned into an exclamation of praise.
A true evildoer ignores the constraints of heavenly order.
The taboo gap in cultivation cannot stop Chen Qingyuan at all.
"How unfortunate it is to be of the same generation as him."
The Holy Son of the Xuan Bing Sect was stunned for a long time. Slowly, he regained some consciousness and murmured in an extremely complicated way.
In the past Hundred Meridians Feast, Holy Son Xuan Bing saw Chen Qingyuan. Although he was strong, he gave people the feeling that as long as he worked hard, he could still catch up.
At this moment, Holy Son Xuan Bing no longer has the intention to pursue.
Some are just full of panic and unspeakable helplessness.
When you get along with such people as your peers, no matter how dazzling the stars are, they will become dim.
At the peak of integration, without using any ultimate Taoist treasures or forbidden techniques, he relied on his own strength to control the life and death of the four realms of transcending tribulations in a single thought.
Who would have believed this in the past?
It must be a joke.
Now, the monks who have witnessed this scene with their own eyes believe that they are witnessing history and the rise of the only unparalleled monster in ancient and modern times. This is only a stop for the unparalleled monster, not the end.
At least, a history that has never been recorded in ancient books.
A few years from now, perhaps what happened today will still be talked about by the world.
Of all the people present, I am afraid only Lao Hei was calmer.
It’s time to eat, it’s time to drink.
It seems that in Lao Hei's eyes, his brothers should be so cool and don't need to make a fuss. Apart from eating and drinking, all he has to do is listen to his brothers and not let outsiders interfere with the arena.
Inside the chariot, Chang Ziqiu, Liu Lingran, maids Dongxue and Dieyu all had expressions of shock and horror, and they could not calm down for a long time.
Although Crown Prince Nangong Ge didn't have such a big reaction, his left hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and his heart was also a little fluctuating, not as calm as he saw on his face.
"There are taboo marks on his body, which is indeed unusual."
Nangong Ge looked at Chen Qingyuan's figure and said to himself, becoming more determined in his plan to travel around the world with Chen Qingyuan.
When everyone was stunned, Chen Qingyuan raised his eyes and stared in the direction of Xuan Bingmen, and said in a cold tone: "Next."
I'm here to fight, not to smile.
If a war breaks out, and we talk about it again after a hundred battles, it will be impossible to stop.
It took the Great Elder Huo Jian a long time to calm down the storm in his heart for the time being. With a wave of his sleeves, he sent Jia Xing to the inner hall of Xuan Bingmen, where he needed to be treated quickly without delay.
Then, Huo Jian took a deep breath and looked at Chen Qingyuan with complicated eyes.
To be honest, Huo Jian really didn't think Chen Qingyuan had the ability to win every battle at first, because it was too ridiculous for anyone to believe. At this moment, Huo Jian changed his mind and thought that Chen Qingyuan was really qualified to be arrogant.
No, it shouldn't be arrogance, but the attitude that a peerless monster should have.
He is proud of all the heroes in the world and is not afraid of the imprisonment of the laws of heaven.
"Who dares to fight?"
In Xuanbingmen's meeting hall, the sect leader's voice fell on the ears of all middle and high-level officials.
Those deacons and elders who were in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation fell silent.
This battle is really life-threatening and is not a joke.
If you win by luck, you won't have any reputation. After all, it relies on the advantage of your cultivation.
If he fails, he may end up with the same fate as Jia Xing, with his body seriously injured and his Taoism damaged. If Jia Xing does not encounter great opportunities in his life and cannot get rid of his inner demons, it will be difficult to improve his cultivation throughout his life.
Naturally, no one wants to do thankless things.
"Do you want me to take roll call?"
The sect master gave the order, and he had to go even if he didn't. Of course, the sect master didn't want to force him to do anything less than that.