"Hahaha!" Mo Lan laughed and raised her huge arm to point at Chen Xinghe: "You really don't know that the world is high and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect are immortal. Since you have the ability to get to this day, you will naturally have the ability to survive! Unlike you sects, you have the disciples in groups and call them "Awakening all rivers!" I have tested it. Your Chen Xinghe's sword cultivation can only be said to be good. There is still a long way to go before you are outstanding, so put aside your arrogance and prepare to welcome the baptism of Demons!"

Chen Xinghe knew that this guy was amazing. He had suffered so many attacks from his big meat ball just now. On the surface, he looked a little embarrassed, but in fact he was safe and sound, and did not cause much substantial damage.

At this time, the meat ball trembled heavily, and the thick film suddenly collapsed, and a large amount of pus and corpses vented out of control.

A tall figure appeared in the air.

The red film roared and turned into a cloak. Half of Haoran Zhenglan's hair was red, half of it was green, and seven jade-like skulls were spinning around the long hair. A deep purple demon cloud emerged under his feet, and a faint cry of ghosts and gods came from the sound of ghosts and gods, and the momentum was dozens of times stronger than before.

Chen Xinghe narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and said, "The world is so vast that you can always encounter some unexpected enemies. This is my luck. Although I don't know how you got into the Fifth Sword Sect, I don't know if you are someone else or Haoran Zhenglan himself, since you have fallen into the devil's path, please lose your soul."

"Everyone will say big talk, Chen Xinghe, let me taste your Nine Tribulation Yellow Spring Art, and see if it is as powerful as the legendary one."

"You are not qualified yet." Both sides took action at the same time at this moment.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..." The sky was covered with tiny sparks, and the flying sword rubbed against the demon sword, creating extremely high temperatures.

The two of them once again faced extreme speed, and the intensity was far greater than the previous time. The surroundings continued to collapse and shatter for ten miles, and in a blink of an eye it turned into billions of dust.

Chen Xinghe took three steps back and his face changed slightly.

Haoran Zhenglan said in surprise: "You have made such great progress on the sword path. You are worthy of the monks who have walked through the Huangquan Trial Field. It is indeed a bit eye-catching."

"It will be more interesting." Chen Xinghe is sure.

Suddenly, a ray of starlight appeared, twenty-seven flying swords merged into one place, and then merged into the starlight and disappeared.

The enemy is very powerful and it is difficult to fight in just a preliminary battle.

Without using those killer moves, if you want to kill the enemy, you can only improve your combat power.

Chen Xinghe had an idea a long time ago, hoping that the Star Lord will control the God Table to play a greater role.

Because the skills he obtained were incomplete and lacked attack methods, this magical secret technique could only play an auxiliary role.

In this case, the assistance will be brought to the extreme.

Because I had a blueprint in my heart, I immediately applied it when I used it at this moment. The flying sword and the star power stacked together and became elusive.

The Tianji star power is used to lock, and the Jumen star power is used to shuttle. This combination is combined with extreme speed, so that the flying sword can appear anywhere Chen Xinghe wants it to appear, including in the enemy's body.

"Qi!" With a finger on the sword technique, Mo Lan let out a muffled groan, took a step back with a huge sole, and sharp sword energy spurted out from the corners of her eyes and mouth.

"You..." He was about to speak, and his mouth was full of the sword energy of the sky.

"Slash and slash..." The flying sword was too fast and went directly into the enemy's body to rage. This was the demonization of Haoran Zhenglan, and his body was particularly huge, like a god descending to earth, otherwise he would have been shattered into pieces.

"Slay!" Mo Lan's whole body burst out with red light. He didn't know what kind of magic skill he had used, but he actually blocked the flying sword into the dead flesh and blood, and opened his mouth and spit out a blood clot.

"Yeah..." The flying sword returned to the master and saw strands of demonic energy surrounding the sword body, which dyed Chen Xinghe nearby.

"Bold!" With the roar, Mo Ran trembled slightly and failed to work.

The flying sword disappeared again, Mo Lan took another step back and slapped his chest, trying to shake out the flying sword.

However, what made him extremely depressed was that the flying sword became even more elusive. It could have been roughly locked in the damage range before, but the second invasion could not be locked. Sometimes it was spinning in the stomach, sometimes it was swam in the lungs, and when it was driven away, it ran into the Achilles tendon on its thighs.

Although Mo Lan has a strong foundation after his transformation, he can't resist such a killing.

Ignoring defense, I penetrated into my body and killed me directly. I have never heard of Qingtian Sect having such a trick.

"Ahhhh..." More and more flesh and blood were damaged, and his cultivation began to fall. Mo Lan knew that he would not find a way to drive the flying sword out of his body. The so-called immortality can only be reduced to a joke.

In desperation, he took out something and ignited the blazing demon flames, and shouted: "The Demon Swallows the Sky."

In an instant, Mo Lan turned into a huge human-shaped bonfire, and raised her head to swallow the seven skulls floating above her head, slowly retreated back, and a large number of monsters rushed up behind her, trying to completely swallow this place.

Chen Xinghe sensed something, and the flying sword was surrounded and blocked and could not be withdrawn in time!

The opponent's response strategy was very clever. He restrained the flying sword and fought him in a distance, mobilized the army of monsters to strangle them wildly, and even more chaotic.

At this time, the opposite Dao Huabiao played an important role, blocking nearly half of the attack, and the other half was worried about Han Zhongshu and others.

"Kill!" Both sides started to fight openly.

Chen Xinghe stood still, his spiritual sense getting farther and farther away.

Mo Lan tried to weaken the connection between the flying sword and the master by opening a distance, but what he never expected was that doing so was useless.

Chen Xinghe is experiencing the benefits of combining double star power with flying swords.

I feel more and more comfortable. As for the control range, unless this guy quits 50,000 miles.

"Puff..." Mo Lan was vomiting blood. He was powerful, and he was so powerful that he could not resist the flying sword and entered his body and raged.

I wanted to cultivate this demon body, but who would have thought that I would encounter such cheating and fighting style just as I got close to it?

The blazing magic flames made the huge body shrink, and the flying swords had less and less room for rotation.

He firmly believed that the hidden dangers would be cleared soon, and that the evil demon power would burst out and kill him back.

Who would have thought that the flying sword would shrink and continue to go around without a trace, making his nose crooked.

At this time, a voice came: "Senior Brother Mo Lan, why is it so embarrassing? Is that young emperor very strong?"

"Ahem, you can feel it yourself." Mo Lan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly made an amazing move. He swallowed the deep purple demon flame into his body and let out a roar of pain.

A shocking scene happened next, and Mo Lan split into two from one body. He was so scared that the disciples of Wanmo Sect who were secretly observing him exclaimed: "Wanhua's extraordinary magic? You have actually practiced this secret method."

"Hahaha, why bother to make a fuss? Who doesn't have some trump cards? If it were so easy to die, we would have been wiped out long ago."

"I wish my senior brother a victory, haha, don't embarrass the sect." The voice became farther and farther away, and he was obviously afraid of Mo Lan and unwilling to stay for a long time.

"Hmph!" Mo Lan snorted coldly. Although her face was very ugly, she escaped from the sword-devouring crisis.

Who would have thought that suddenly a voice came from above my head: "Wanhua is extraordinary? It turns out that you have practiced this method."
Chapter completed!