The sudden palm power was astonishing as the waves, roaring and galloping by, the space swayed violently, and it was hard to withstand this sudden palm.↑,

The figure of the purple gold battle suit appeared, and a surprise attack was a shame to Xue Jingfeng City and a full skill, leaving no room for anything.

The second disaster powerman had a full palm, and his power was amazing, attacking the two of them. When he was close to him, it was revealed that most of the palm power was pressing against the red bamboo beside Ning Chen.

Jin Zhaoran knew very well that this palm would not kill the young man in red, but if he wanted to block the moves for others, he would have to pay some price.

"The treacherous evil monsters are shameless and call them geniuses."

Ning Chen was angry, his expression suddenly became cold, his figure moved instantly, and he took the red bamboo to avoid the sudden sprint.

It was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish that everyone present was shocked. For a moment, Hongyi moved, but no one could see clearly.

"Since you like to use martial arts so much, then you don't need to keep this body of martial arts."

After the words finished, the red clothes disappeared, and they appeared again before Jin Zhaoran, pointing to the sword's edge, and destroying martial arts with one sword.

"Well"

With a very painful groan, Jin Zhaoran's dantian Qi Sea collapsed instantly, and the crazy true energy dispersed everywhere, instantly destroying the warrior's meridians.

The shocking, shocking, and incredible scene made the witnessed geniuses surging in the hearts of the geniuses. How could a powerful man with the second disaster actually ruin his cultivation level in just one move?

"Signorant"

Two young men who were also in the second disaster rushed over and saw Jin Zhaoran gushing blood all over his body, and his face showed a look of sorrow and anger. One of them suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man in red in front of him, saying in a deep voice, "Your Excellency will destroy his cultivation as soon as he takes action. Don't you think it's too much!"

"Is it too much? I'll just give him his methods back. If you think it's too much, it's up to you!" Ning Chen replied lightly.

After saying that, Ning Chen ignored these trivial matters, glanced at the red bamboo beside him, and said calmly, "Let's go, go to the next floor."

The stone gate opened, twenty-three original Tianyu flew out, Ning Chen waved his hand to collect it, Tianyu started and was about to put it away, but a slender hand reached out and took the jade.

Zhiming reacted, with two moves, and with a bang, each step back half a step. Tianyu was shocked, and one of them could not bear the aftermath of the two heroes' fight, and the response shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The woman in red and pink clothes in front of her, with a smile on her face and a peerless face, not like a woman in the mortal world, but more like a banished immortal, so beautiful that she dared not look directly at her.

Ai Ran Ming King, a Buddha girl of the world, was in the way of the barrier, stopping Zhide from walking forward.

"This young master, it's not appropriate to take away all the original Tianyu by himself." The woman raised her lips slightly and said softly.

Seeing the woman in front of you, a strange color flashed across Ning Chen's eyes. Buddhist disciple?

Although this woman was not wearing Buddhist clothes, the aura that appeared when she was fighting was obviously the unique holy power of Buddhism.

During the brief confrontation, the two young men who were traveling with Jin Zhaoran also walked up when they saw a strong man taking action. The true energy surging around them was surging, and their murderous intent was unconcealed.

"This place is so lively, but since we are asking for trouble for Yuheng Holy Land, we will join in the fun."

As he spoke, not far away, three young strong men walked over and were dressed in dark gold king uniforms, with extraordinary heroic spirits in their eyes and cultivation that faintly surpassed everyone present.

"King Xuanyang" "The expression of Hongzhu in the face of the slightest change, it was him!

Xuanyang, the younger brother of Emperor Tianquan, has never been defeated since he started practicing martial arts. He has been highly valued by Emperor Tianquan and is a genius among the true geniuses.

The three of them appeared, the situation changed instantly, and King Ai Ranming smiled even more. Is it one-on-five, or is it added to one against six?

"Senior Brother"

The face of Han Hongzhu was full of worry. No matter how strong his senior brother was, he could not be able to block so many geniuses of the times alone.

"Hongzhu, give me your sword." Ning Chen's face did not change anyway, and he turned around and said calmly.

When Han Hongzhu heard this, she didn't understand, but she still handed over the Fuling Fang in her hand.

Ning Chen took the sword, pointed at Ningyuan, slowly drew across the sword body, and blood suddenly rose, thousands of sword intent gathered on the sword, and the aura of strange edge suddenly changed.

The sword with blood-colored changes, the sword intent lingers, gathers but never disperses, is fierce and powerful, and is far apart, and you can feel the powerful aura on the sword.

"Hold the sword up, and after ten breaths, you will leave the tower."

Ning Chen returned the sword, gave a message, and then walked out in one step, blocking the front, and the coldness rose in his calm eyes. The looming murderous intent made everyone present feel inexplicably sank.

"Senior brother, be careful." Yan Hongzhu knew that staying would only be a burden. She no longer hesitated and took a step toward the level.

"Can you leave?"

Next to King Xuanyang, a man in blue moved his body, his famous front was unsheathed, and his sword moved, rushing towards the red bamboo.

At this moment, the red shirt also moved, his fingers and swords were combined, and with a loud sound, the famous head was controlled and it was difficult to make a little progress.

"It's a good time, but unfortunately, it's still too weak."

After the words came, the figure of King Xuanyang flashed and quickly reached the front. The heavy sword broke through a thousand pounds. The black sword fell down, and the momentum was as heavy as a mountain.

Ning Chen waved his hand and shook the man in blue in front of him, and then he condensed his finger and shook the sword. In the moment of the two moves, the boundless sword intent surged out, and suddenly, the wild sand and waved up several feet high.

Seeing this, two young strong men from Jin Zhaoran and his two swords were unsheathed, and they joined forces to force their lives.

Another man from the Tianquan Dynasty waved his hand to take the troops, Liu Dao got on his hand, turned into a fast sword for the wind, chasing the soul and killing the death.

Five geniuses, five three disasters, joined forces to fight Feng Zhen, Ning Chen calmed his god, stepped sideways, condensed his sword, and his sword intent rose endlessly. The cultivation level on the Ao Ran sword exploded in a few seconds.

"Sword style, breaking the air"

The sword of the Breaking Sky swept out with one sword, and the void was shaking violently. A huge crack appeared, which was as if it was to swallow the sky and destroy the earth, which was extremely terrifying.

King Xuanyang took the sword, and with a bang, he took several steps, and the blood and blood in his body surged sharply.

The aftermath of the sword wind, the wind and rain retreated together, and sand and dust were flying all over the sky. At the same time, the willow knife cut through the void, and the extremely fast knife came again.

The man in green followed him out of his sword, and the blue frost appeared on the sword, and the cold air was forcing people.

Ning Chen took the sword, blocked the knife, and unloaded his strength invisibly. His fingers were sharp and moved around, swaying the two people in front of him.

The two retreated, and King Xuanyang stepped forward again, and the heavy sword fell down, with unparalleled divine power shattering space after space.

The red figure moved, avoiding the heavy sword, and saw Pingfeng and rainy body shining, sharp and sharp, and mad.

"Sword Style, Sky Drop"

Ning Chen withdrew half a step, flipped his palms and shook the two of them away, then pointed at Ningyuan, and his sword intent rushed straight into the sky, reappearing the sword of the sky.

In an instant, the boundless sword edge fell from the sky, and the terrible sword was pressed down, destroying everything, and shaking, one piece after another cracked and destroyed by the boundless sword rain.

"Not bad"

King Xuanyang looked shaking, holding the sword in both hands, slashed out in a reverse direction, and with a loud bang, he shook the sword of the Skyfall.

The other four men took the sword in one after another, but when Canhong flew up, the four men were injured at the same time and retreated again and again.

The amazing battle was dyed with vermilion and dust, representing the enemy's clear mark of defeat. The geniuses watching from afar were shocked. What is the origin of this person and why he has never heard of it before.

Beigong Yu and Nan Mingtian were also impressed by the amazing sword intent. They only discussed the height of the sword, and there were only a handful of people in the world who had this person.

In front of the two, light flashed in Qi Yanxia's eyes. This person's sword attainments were really shocking.

In the battle situation, seeing that the five people joining forces would not have the upper hand, King Ai Ran Ming showed an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth. With a lotus step, the Buddha's light disappeared. He instantly arrived in front of the red-clothed body, and his slender hand slapped it, and the holy power shook the sword's edge.

There was a loud bang, and the two strong forces were in conflict, and the aftermath was endless. Seeing this, King Xuanyang rushed forward and slashed the heavy sword, adding another three points of strength.

Quietly, a wisp of blood slid from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, and he was injured again since the war.

The red dress danced, the sword intent swept away, and the two of them shook back. Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Buddha girl in front of him, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Young Master, hand over Tianyu, Ai Ran will no longer interfere," Ai Ran Mingwang chuckled.

"What if I say no," Ning Chen said coldly.

"That'll offend"

After the words fell, the Ming King moved, and loved to be in trouble in the world. The Bodhisattva lamented that Buddhism had extraordinary numbers. No one knew what he thought, thought, and sought, and the beautiful figure of the peerless beauty led to a strange phenomenon. The Ming King did not move, and the female appearance appeared.

Ning Chen also pointed to the sword and fought against the strange Buddhist woman. He had no thoughts, no thoughts, no seekings, and pure sword, and his power shook the world.

At the moment of the confrontation, King Xuanyang entered the battle at the same time, with the heavy sword breaking through ten thousand june, and the sword hit the genius for a while.

The wind and rain were created, and the three famous swords came, and the attack tacitly led the way, trapped the red clothes.

The six-person battle was fought, and Zhiming was full of courage and spirit, and the scattered sword intent brought out bright red and shocking combat power, which shocked everyone present again and again.

"The Princess" Bei Gongyu looked at the woman in front of him and said seriously.

Nan Mingtian's eyes also moved past, and Jin Xichu Zhao was ready to unsheath at any time.

"wait"

Qi Yanxia spoke, rejecting the former's request for battle, and quietly looked at the battle situation ahead, waiting for the scene she expected to see.

In the battle situation, the battle was already hot. The six people joined forces to fight Zhimeng, wave after wave of offensives, swords and blades were constantly intertwined, and the Ming King assisted the battle, which finally led to a deviation in the stalemate situation.

With a stinging sound, the red clothes cracked, and a trace of blood flew up, blooming in the swords.

"Sword Style, Break the Mountain"

Breaking Yue's sword shook the six people in front of him. Ning Chen reached out and brushed the wound on his left arm. A red light flashed, and the wounds merged.

With one against six, five against three disasters, and one unfathomable Airan Mingwang, half of his body, finally showed defeat.

"I didn't want to hold the sword anymore, but it's a pity."

Things in the world are impermanent and always hard to make people want. Ning Chen sighed lightly. The next moment, his eyes gradually changed, and his murderous intent surged wildly. After quelling the war, Wu Hou, who was sealed with swords, regained his sword's heart and held it with his right hand. But he saw that in the wild purple waves in the sky, a purple-gold divine edge slowly fell down and disappeared into Zhiming's hand.

"Come"

Qi Yanxia's eyes condensed, and the scene she wanted to see finally appeared.
Chapter completed!