How powerful is Chen Xinghe’s nine swords superimposed?

However, the two Mahayana monks in front of him were only injured but not killed, which shows how clever the methods of cultivation are.

Gao Ming is true, but how can the innate spiritual treasure-level flying sword be easy to share?

With the nine swords superimposed, even if the two of them joined forces to fight, the power and mind they spent had already lost their strength.

"Three fellow Taoists, I am free and easy in my own cave. You are coming to the door with great momentum. So fierce and so rude, only two words left. You should kill them."

After speaking, Chen Xinghe punched.

"Bang..." He hit the old snow girl with a punch, causing the snow girl to hit the other two people.

Without any sound, the snow girl collapsed all over, and the Mahayana Dharma bones shattered into slag, constantly impacting the bodies of two other Mahayana monks.

The two of them burst into light and stumbled backwards.

"The demons outside the world keep invading. Instead of taking charge, you come to find my bad luck! OK! I'll let you see what the real bad luck is."

After saying that, punch.

The fist was as fast as thunder, and it was strong and strong, which made them both retreat continuously, and each step of their feet felt extremely painful.

"What a strong body cultivation."

"Chen Xinghe, you are so domineering, you are destined to be just a flash in the pan."

The two of them were dissatisfied and looked at them in anger.

Chen Xinghe rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Which eyes of two fellow Taoists see me domineering? Speaking of which, you still underestimate me."

"You are a monster." The two of them stamped their feet in anger. They had already gathered the strongest lineup, fearing that Chen Xinghe would escape.

Yes, this lineup is because I am afraid that the Qingtian Sect’s biggest anomaly will escape, rather than worrying that I will lose in this battle.

As a result, the lineup was still defeated, and it did not even really break through the external energy of the Emperor Qingtian Sect.

Chen Xinghe sighed: "I thought there would be such an old guy who had been sleeping for many years to wake up, but you guys came over, which made me dare not explode at will! I just killed a few swords."

"How many swords are killed in vain?" The two of them stared at each other. Such words were tantamount to their disgrace.

"That's true, it's not a big deal." Chen Xinghe floated back, his mouth slightly raised, and he didn't even look at these two defeated generals.

He knew that if the enemy attached enough importance to it, he would always send one or two real masters to take charge!

Ordinary Mahayana monks, including the snow girl, have made him unable to feel the difficulty!

Suddenly, a figure appeared, his whole body was torn and dirty. He had been wearing a piece of clothing for many years, and half of his body was like a zombie.

This person is very unusual. Half of his body is stiff, with strands of corpse energy coming out, and the other half of his body looks like a boy, looking very handsome.

Chen Xinghe retreated again, and his soul turned back to his original body, facing this strange enemy, it was extremely grand.

"My name is Jia Jue."

"Ranked the thirteenth place in the Mahayana sequence of the Jintian Sect."

The voice shook the sky and the earth, the momentum was blowing out, and the eyes were as fierce as torch.

"Welcome Senior Jia to visit! I know you are a master when I hear about the Mahayana sequence, but I am only ranked thirteenth, so I still look down on me!"

"Oh? Do you think so much of yourself?"

Chen Xinghe did not answer, but pointed out with one point.

A finger from afar, the chill was rushing.

When Jia Jue saw this finger solemn, he waved his hand and saw two figures, and heard the "puff" sound. The two unlucky guys who had been persisting until now turned into ice crystals.

Seeing the other party's move, Chen Xinghe smiled and said, "Senior, good methods, use of waste, just the means to resolve my problems."

"Okay, I'm not a pedantic person. No wonder you have today's cultivation at this age."

Chen Xinghe nodded: "Seeing that my senior is a person with no taboos, I feel like I am, but people like me are often very difficult to deal with."

"Yes, you do have the same aura." Jia Jue said without any hiding the slightest sense of mutual appreciation.

"You and I will definitely be earth-shaking, so..."

"So you go to the sky to fight." The two nodded at the same time and flew towards the sky.

The two of them were indescribably fast, and they jumped out of Qingming in just over thirty breaths.

Void, dark, quiet.

Chen Xinghe was ten miles apart from the other party, and a vast murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

Since they all think that the other party is of the same kind, they naturally know how dangerous it is to fight with such characters.

The next moment, the swords and swords were in the void.

"Dang..." This is a sound that only advanced monks can hear.

Chen Xinghe frowned slightly, and the other party was worthy of Sequence Thirteen.

What does this number mean?

This shows that from ancient times to the present, Jia Jue can rank at least in the top 200 in Chihuangtian.

That's the top 200!

In terms of the number of monks in Chihuangtian, generation after generation, generation after generation, how many people are there?

Very strong, indeed strong, but...

Chen Xinghe smoothed his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You still underestimate me. Only when two people like you can take me."

"Two?" Jia Jue looked at each other carefully, and Sensen smiled and said, "Do you always look up to yourself so highly?"

"Have I seen it high?" A rebellious question made Jia Jue look solemn, and he said after a long time: "Can you accurately evaluate the combat power of both the enemy and us?"

"Next, can you just feel it yourself?" Chen Xinghe showed his white teeth, no longer as much as he had before.

Jia Jue's expression changed and his eyes became even more solemn than Chen Xinghe had before.

Only by respecting the opponent can we better eliminate the opponent! However, when the opponent is particularly strong, this respect will become solemn.

Chen Xinghe suddenly smiled and said, "Go to the army in the Demon Realm to fight! This is interesting."

"It's an interesting idea." Jia Jue glanced around for a week and immediately fled to the distant void.

"The more killings, the better." Chen Xinghe looked at the Book of Life and Death. The blessing position he cared about most was approaching the seventy heavenly beings, and he felt joy in his heart.

He really wanted to see what would happen if he broke through to the God-Man position after the Slam of the Heavenly Man position. Could he really be able to ascend to the Immortal?

Looking forward, looking forward very much.

To be honest, there are very few things that he can expect at this level now, and the Book of Life and Death is definitely the top priority.

The two were ridiculously fast and arrived at the front battlefield the next day.

Chen Xinghe was not worried about the cave. He had the immortal corpse formation and many clones to protect him, and the four babies were very safe.

He is now just fighting alone.

The monks on the front line retreated step by step. A female cultivator watched her fellow disciples being chopped in half by the enemy, her eyes full of death.

Too many people were killed in this battle, and the Jindan monks and even the Nascent Soul monks were cannon fodder.

Just as the female cultivator was about to cut off two or two, the battlefield suddenly trembled, and then the supreme pressure came, fixing 90% of the demons.

"Opportunity..." The female cultivator seized this opportunity to avenge her fellow disciples.

Chen Xinghe smelled the aura of the battlefield and said in his eyes: "Senior Jia, you can borrow strength from all directions when you are practicing Wuji Avenue. It is very beneficial for me to be on the battlefield."

"It's great to be honest!" Jia Jue looked at the battlefield and said, "I'm practicing the great way of sentient beings, and this place is probably more suitable for me."

"Okay, no one of us suffers." Blood-colored lotus petals appeared at Chen Xinghe's feet, and four black wings spread out behind him, and his feet moved on the spot, like horse's hooves.

Jia Jue knew that the other party had a great witch body when he saw this appearance.

"A fellow practitioner of the Dharma body is so well prepared. Is he going to have a life-and-death collision with me?"
Chapter completed!