When Chen Xinghe appeared again, Nie Feng roared: "You actually used a Mahayana monk's body as a substitute?"

"What are you yelling? I should thank me for making a Mahayana monk to practice swords for you."

In the starry sky, Chen Xinghe walked out.

Nie Feng sneered: "Is this the strongest disciple of Qingtian Sect?"

"Don't doubt it, I am!"

"Hmph, I will only use some despicable means."

Chen Xinghe laughed: "Scavenger Demon, is it important to me? Just kill you if you can! But your no taboos really surprised me!"

"Clang..." The giant Dunshi took out his sword.

The red knife and the snow-white blade are so beautiful that they collided head-on with the Thunder Sword Shadow.

The two of them retreated at the same time. Chen Xinghe turned his body and dissolved the power of thousands of swords. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "What a shameless person who can break through the limit for a short time! Your sword is very fast, so fast that it is a bit evil. But since I force out my true body, what is the real breakthrough when I see you!"

"Crack..." Neifeng was shocked and saw the long sword in his hand shattered. If he hadn't had his heart trembled just now and swung his sword quickly to resist it, the one that would have broken would have been the demon core.

Chen Xinghe turned around and said lazily: "Oh? Not bad, blocked a sword! You'd better do your best next."

"Try your best?" Nefeng slowly pulled out his two swords.

"Boom..." The sound was too sudden, and the two swords shattered inch by inch, and then the Dunshi Giant was shattered.

It's just like this.

"Puff..." Nie Feng was vomiting blood. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he was injured. He shouted in his heart: "Why is this happening?"

The pair of dragon-skinned magic boots on Chen Xinghe's feet turned into ashes, revealing his legs and feet covered with blood-colored lotus petals.

"What a pity, the speed is too fast, the Dragon-Skin God Boots can't stand the footsteps on the void!"

Nie Feng suffered a severe injury, but he was a demon, unlike humans.

A cluster of green silk threads appeared, quickly sewing his body back, and the broken blades danced gracefully and gathered together in the air.

It's still the thin and thin Nirvana.

He slowly lay down, his arms curled slightly, very close to the hilt of the knife.

Seeing this posture, Chen Xinghe's eyes were filled with interest and nodded, "There are no taboos on it? I'm looking forward to it."

"Du..." The knife speed is too fast.

This kind of speed cannot be sensed by anyone, and time and space seem to no longer exist in front of this knife.

Before the other party took the knife, Chen Xinghe had already pulled out a line of Hunyuan behind him.

The Guizang sword is as pure as snow, as strong as bright as mysterious as snow.

Masters fight each other and instantly bless you!

Niefeng couldn't believe that he was defeated?

Chen Xinghe suddenly looked into the distance.

A hint of coldness is approaching, it is the Mahayana period!

That was the demon cultivator of the Mahayana period of Xuantian Sect who had achieved enlightenment in Chihuangtian Tian and had practiced for countless years.

"Are you still alive?" the voice echoed.

Suddenly, the sword light appeared, as if splitting the stars, and then a broken scabbard squeezed out the sword light.

He is still alive!

However, the damage is too severe and it cannot even be transformed in a short period of time.

Chen Xinghe said calmly: "I just hit this place and passed by. Has your Xuantian Sect overdefense?"

"Over defense?" The scabbard's edge exploded and he said coldly: "If you are asked to cross over, Xuantian Sect will not have to mess with you!"

"Fellow Daoist, if you don't have a hundred years of hard practice, it's hard for you to transform. You're still wandering around here, aren't you afraid that I'll take you as a substitute?"

"No, I feel that you will not take advantage of others' danger. At the level of the Tribulation Period, you no longer have any rivals, but do you know how many Mahayana monks are in the world?"

"Mahayana?" Chen Xinghe glanced at the distance and said, "Only the Great Thousand Worlds can get out of the Mahayana monks in the heavens and all worlds. There are at most three or five people in the ordinary Great Thousand Worlds. This calculation will cost almost more than ten thousand. In addition, those re-cultivated, buried, hidden, and other places left over from the immortal world such as Chihuangtian will probably exceed 20,000."

"Twenty thousand?" Sabrel sighed: "You missed the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm, as well as the Ghost Realm and the River Styx. In fact, the Mahayana period may have more than 100,000."

"100,000?" Chen Xinghe smiled: "The number is indeed not small, but there is no difference between 100,000 and 20,000. How many can you encounter in your entire life?"

"It's right, those powerful Mahayana will be able to die without a place to die if they encounter one, such as our Xuantian Sect, the Sixth Elder Bingxie."

The coldness had arrived close to him, and Chen Xinghe looked at him.

This is a woman with white hair that is better than snow.

"Woman?" Chen Xinghe lacked interest.

He is not discriminating against female cultivators. How powerful is it to be a Mahayana cultivator? He just simply doesn't like fighting with female cultivators.

"Why, in your eyes, they are still restricted by men and women?" said the white-haired woman with cold and arrogance.

"Seniors are like this! Men are men, women are ***, and women are ***, and there is a difference between heaven and earth. As a male cultivator, it is normal for me not to want to kill with female cultivators. Of course, if I fight together, I won't show mercy."

The woman's eyes bent, her eyes were shining, and she looked at Chen Xinghe carefully: "We must admit that you are already invincible at the same level. Few people can suppress you during the Tribulation Period. Under the Mahayana, you are probably about to become the first person."

Chen Xinghe laughed and said, "Do you almost get rid of it, I am the number one person under the Mahayana! But is your demon clan only one scabbard to support the scene in the tribulation period?"

"Hmph, the world is so great, our Xuantian Sect cannot represent the demon clan. Since ancient times, there is no need to kill you."

"Are you bragging until the Mahayana stage? To be honest, it would be better if you don't take action. Once you can't suppress me, it's even more embarrassing! Xuantian Sect is on the verge of me, and I'm just passing the road, why bother to sway?"

"Chen Xinghe, Chihuangtian cannot tolerate you, and Mahayana cannot tolerate you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't understand." Chen Xinghe did not enter the oil and salt, and his slender and upright body suddenly moved, and his figure disappeared.

"You are so evil, you can always be invincible at the same level. If you enter the Mahayana stage, wouldn't it be a big mistake for the four major sects to suppress the Qingtian Sect?"

"Suppress?" Chen Xinghe almost fell out of his shadow when he smiled. He turned around and looked at the figure quickly approaching and said with a smile: "The four major sects really can stick gold on their faces. The decline of Qingtian Sect is its own factor. Among them, there is a cause and effect of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. What can your four major sects suppress?"

This simple and unpretentious sentence made the elder of Xuantian Sect burst into a huge sense of oppression.

"It's furious? Hahaha!" Chen Xinghe blew a wisp of poisonous gas behind him.

"Puff puff puff..." This poisonous gas is extremely cruel. Even if the Mahayana monks encounter it, they will feel paralyzed in their bodies and have a faint ominous premonition.

"Ice extinguish!" The white-haired woman shouted softly, and everything immediately freezes, including this wisp of poisonous gas.

Chen Xinghe immediately knew that this old banshee had cultivated the cold road, but there were no taboos and interesting things.

Elder Bingxi's eyes suddenly showed a dangerous aura.

The cold and cold cold made Chen Xinghe feel a sudden heart and said in his heart: "The Mahayana of Chihuangtian is unfathomable, it seems that the place of Taoism is crucial!"
Chapter completed!