King Pingtian looked at Fan in disbelief. He understood that in his current situation, if he didn't leave, he would probably not be able to leave. The first sword broke his arm, and the next sword would probably be his head.
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Liao Fan, who had just broken through, had reached the pinnacle of his life in terms of both his state of mind and his cultivation. It was unreasonable to be stubborn and he could only avoid the edge for the time being.
"Mountains and rivers meet each other." King Pingtian gritted his teeth, took a severed arm from the ground, turned around and escaped into the void.
Master Liaofan did not chase, but looked up at the sky. He had more important things to do than killing King Pingtian. Then he saw the purple sea above Chang'an City shattered, and Ya Sheng fell down.
Liao Fan held the sword and went straight up to the blue clouds, holding Ya Sheng firmly.
The Chaos God Pope was a little annoyed that Yasheng was more difficult to deal with than he thought, but given enough time for himself and Cang, it was not impossible to kill him. Who would have thought that the former King Pingtian was so unbearable that he did not stop this
The eight-level sword cultivator who has just broken through.
If you miss this time, you will have few chances of seriously injuring Ya Sheng.
Cang's fist fell, entangled with wind and thunder, as if one punch could smash half of Chang'an City. The Chaos God Pope formed a seal with his hands, and countless afterimages transformed between his palms, and he waved two large hand seals, one red and one white.
The palm mark is called Tumi, because after Tumi there is eternal withering, and those who bear this palm mark will absorb the vitality of this palm mark and die.
Liao Fan was not afraid, he just waved his sword, drawing the shadow of the Mingyue West Tower, and with Cang's fist, the straight thrust of the iron sword changed to a horizontal slash, shattering Tumi's handprint.
Ya Sheng regained his energy and left the mortal world. He stood by himself and said: "Master's sword came at the right time. How wonderful! How wonderful!"
"Ya Sheng, the Great Virtue." Liao Fan knocked on his sword and replied. Liao Fan's praise is not excessive. Since the Chang'an Rebellion, Ya Sheng alone faced an ancient god in the realm of immortal immortals, as well as that profound strength.
The unfathomable Chaos God Pope is the Ya Sheng who has stood up for the city of Chang'an, bearing the weight of the sky.
"War?" Ya Sheng asked.
"Fight!" Liao Fan replied.
The two men held their swords and saluted each other. They turned into two rays of light, one green and one white, and rushed into the sky to make a final break with the Luan Shen Cult.
The two rays of blue and white rays avoided all attacks. They circled around the ancient god Cang's neck, landed a little on his shoulder, and jumped up to his head. The Confucian sage's sword and the iron sword Canghai were all inserted into his heavenly spirit.
The aura of the holy way burst out, and the sword intent spread across the sky. Infinite light emitted from the connection between Cang's head and body, like a mountain collapsing, and Cang, who had not been fused with his body for a long time, disintegrated again.
"Roar!" Cang's head roared, and the half of his body instinctively stretched out his hands to pull off the separated head.
But Yasheng would not give him such a chance. Yasheng waved, and the Holy Path Stele that had been dormant for a long time in Shengyan Academy appeared, and the golden light beam burst out, connecting the sky and the earth.
The Holy Path Monument became extremely large, and then it was pushed down hard towards the head, hanging above the head of the ancient god.
Looking at the Holy Path Monument, Chen Qingshan's heart felt a little more broad.
The aura of awe filled Chang'an, and Cang's head slowly closed his eyes, shrunk, and was then pulled into Shengyan Academy. The Holy Path Monument fell down, suppressing it.
When the inscription lights up, there is a faint sound of reading. As the inscription dims, the sound of reading disappears.
Behead him, and then suppress him with the awe-inspiring aura of all the scholars in the world. Even if Cang is an Immortal, he cannot escape the fate of being suppressed.
"Very good, very good." The Chaos God Pope clapped his hands, his face twisted strangely, and he was obviously extremely angry.
From severely injuring Ya Sheng to Cang's head being sealed by the Holy Path Stele, the interval was only about twenty breaths.
This made the Chaos God Pope feel a huge gap in his state of mind. So what if he was just angry, the situation was over.
Liao Fan struck with a sword.
The Chaos God Pope forcefully shouldered the sword, formed a hand seal, put away half of Cang's body, and took advantage of the situation to rush down at high speed.
A black stream of light fell from the sky, carrying the flowing wind, and headed straight for Mingyue Tower.
The Qishan evil snake in Anan's body gave an instant warning.
"Qingshan, be careful." Anan pushed Chen Qingshan in front of him. Chen Qingshan staggered, revealing a gap between his body. In the gap, the Chaos God Pope stretched out a hand to hold Anan.
"You are a very beautiful girl, don't you think so, my evil snake goddess." Pope Luan Shen narrowed his eyes into a slit, and there was suppressed anger and coldness in the slits, and there seemed to be thousands of things hidden in them.
A knife.
Chen Qingshan drew his sword and stood up. The Chaos God Pope stretched out his hand, grasped Chen Qingshan's Tiandikuan, and cut a gash in his hand.
The Pope of Chaos God exerted force on his palm, trying to crush the sword in his hand, but found that no matter what, he could not crush the sword in his hand, and the wound on his hand even became deeper.
Pope Chaoshen opened his eyes, which were snake-like triangular eyes. In addition to being cold, there was also a little surprise in the triangular eyes.
"Oh? How can a mere second-level sword cultivator hurt me?" said the Chaos God Sect.
"Let her go." Chen Qingshan held his sword and said coldly.
"I have to say, you are very courageous. You should understand that you will die as soon as I snap my fingers." The Chaos God Pope said, mobilizing his cultivation to transfer mana into Chen Qingshan's body through the sword in his hand, directly
Blast Chen Qingshan's body to pieces.
The God of Chaos looked at Chen Qingshan with a smile and said in a gentle tone. This boy who doesn't respect him will turn into flesh in the next breath.
After taking a breath, Chen Qingshan didn't react at all. The face of the Chaos God Pope changed slightly, more cultivation was condensed in his hand, and the tip of the Heaven and Earth Wide Sword shone brightly.
It's just that the Chaos God Pope discovered that after his magic power entered the sword in his hand, there was no more movement, and he couldn't make any waves, just like a mud cow entering the sea.
Just at this time.
Ya Sheng and Liao Fan both fell down and stood behind Chen Qingshan. Because Anan was in the hands of the Chaos God Pope, the two of them were a bit jealous.
The sword in Liao Fan's hand lightly picked out the Tiandikuan held by the Chaos God Pope. The Chaos God Pope held Anan hostage and distanced himself from Chen Qingshan.
With Yasheng and the sword-wielding monk by his side, he could no longer kill him.
The Chaos God Pope looked at Chen Qingshan and the others with cold eyes, first Chen Qingshan, then Monk Liao Fan, and finally his eyes fell on Ya Sheng who was on the left side of Chen Qingshan.
He didn't know what he was planning, but Chen Qingshan knew that what he was thinking was definitely not a good thing. Chen Qingshan became anxious about Anan's situation.
At this time, Yasheng spoke first, and his words were very weighty: "Let her go. As a deal, I will return the pale head of the ancient god to you."
Ya Sheng looked at A Nan across from him. He recognized this girl.
On the day Anan entered Shengyan Academy, it was Ya Sheng who personally suppressed the Holy Path Monument and allowed it to be branded successfully.
It is true that this girl respects the ancient gods. But she is also a Confucian student of Shengyan Academy. From the day she agreed to enter Shengyan Academy, he has the obligation to protect her.