After the helmet and visor fell off, Yuwen Yuanqi's face underneath was also exposed.

After Chen Chuan saw it, his eyes couldn't help but condense. That was not the face of a normal person, but a densely tangled body of fleshy whiskers, with two bloodshot eyes staring at him.

The knife that struck into the head severed many tendrils of flesh, but the broken tendrils were struggling and squirming, as if they wanted to stick together again. Some of them had already bypassed the blade and were successfully connected back, and every time

On one of the tentacles, there was actually a slight spiritual fire flickering at this moment, and it was constantly melting with the spiritual light on the knife. This should be the source of the resistance encountered on the knife just now.

At this time, several "Beng Beng Beng" sounds were heard, and the ropes that bound Yuwen Yuanqi collapsed under the load. Xu Mutang didn't have much power to squeeze out, and he could only block it for so long.

Chen Chuan felt that it was enough. If he still couldn't seize such a fighting opportunity, then he wouldn't even think about defeating this person later.

Looking at the Snow Lord Sword wrapped in the tentacles and gradually sinking into it, he had no intention of withdrawing it, but his eyes were focused on it. In an instant, an extremely dazzling light suddenly emitted from the blade, and in the

The brain on the other side exploded out of the way!

Great Mingguang style!

There was a bang, and at this moment, it was like dry wood being ignited by fire. Yuwen Yuanqi, who originally had no big reaction when the knife struck his head, suddenly let out a strong and tragic sound.

This is not coming from his mouth, but it seems that all the tentacles that make up the body are screaming. This sound is not only transmitted on the material level, but also expressed spiritually, and together with the sound waves, it forms an almost substantial wave.

The impact ripples caused even the spiritual fire on Chen Chuan's body to float in waves, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Xu Mutang, who was far away, didn't have much strength to defend himself. Under such an impact, he almost lost consciousness immediately.

Yuwen Yuanqi gave up the long hammer amidst the screams, raised his hands and grabbed the Snow Lord Sword, and the spiritual fire on his body exploded like flames, turning into a blazing stream of light, rushing towards the blade along his arms, and

He lifted it up little by little, as if he wanted to drive it out of the body.

Chen Chuan felt the power coming from his arms. His hands holding the handle of the knife also pressed down hard. At the same time, a stream of light seemed to flash in his eyes. At this moment, his body

And the spirits above are all emitting light outwards, making the entire mountain top bathed in this dazzling light.

When illuminated by this light, not only Yuwen Yuanqi himself let out a louder scream, but even the figure of the golden-armored god general above him became looming, and his appearance was also affected.

After Chen Chuan saw it, the spiritual minister above took advantage of the situation and rushed forward. Upon seeing this, the golden-armored god general reluctantly raised his hammer to parry, but at this time, a long knife suddenly appeared in the former's other hand.

It hit his waist and ribs.

The body of the golden-armored god general tilted with this blow, and the golden fire flew from the armor. The spiritual power was unforgiving. The long knife continued to hit the gap, and the spiritual fire quickly dissipated.

Seeing a flaw, General Armor hurriedly turned his long hammer to cover it.

However, the long sword on the other side took advantage of the gap and poked him in the middle of the door. Then he exerted force and pushed his body outward. Taking advantage of his instability, he used the knife to hold the long hammer.

Point it outward, swing it away, and then smash it down together!

With a bang, the spiritual fire fell like rain. The golden armored god general was hit hard on the chest and face. His body suddenly became crooked and he leaned back. The spirit here gathered momentum and twisted.

As he moved, the knife in his hand flipped like the wind, and he struck at his opponent repeatedly. Every blow was shot with fire and made a dull thunderous sound.

After the golden-armored god general was hit ten times, not only the spiritual fire on it was destroyed in pieces, but also the golden armor on his body was shattered piece by piece.

When Chen Chuanling saw this, he threw the long knife upwards again, raised his elbow and held the handle of the knife behind his back. He rushed forward in a flash and stabbed the golden armored general's clavicle with the knife, because that was already there.

Without the protection of the spiritual fire, the blade penetrated his body in a flash, and the tip of the knife came out diagonally from his waist. Then he didn't pull it out. He held the long blade with both hands, grabbed it high, and smashed it on his head.

!

There was a loud bang, and the sound of this blow could be said to be heard in all directions. The golden-armored god general's head, which had lost most of the protection of spiritual fire, was exploded. His huge body became illusory in the fog, and then shook.

After a few blows, there was a roar, and it instantly collapsed into countless mist, spreading in all directions.

The dispersion of the golden-armored god general also had a considerable impact on his body. Under this implication, the golden flames on Yuwen Yuanqi's body were swaying like a candle in the wind.

Chen Chuan suddenly felt that the resistance on the blade was a little less, and as it rose and fell, he leaned forward and used the blade to firmly suppress the person.

The spirit form on top of him was no longer hindered by the golden-armored god general. At this time, he raised his huge spear again and struck down Yuwen Yuanqi below, slamming his body onto his head. The huge spear

Under the force of the impact, Yuwen Yuanqi couldn't help but kneel down, and his knees collided with the ground, creating a cloud of dust and a shallow pit.

However, the spiritual flames on his body were extremely strong, and most of them were concentrated at the upper end. Under such a powerful and heavy blow,

It actually didn't get lost.

However, the attacks from above did not stop because of this. The spirit phase was now unblocked and could release itself without any scruples.

The huge sword fell down one after another, hitting his body with bangs and bangs.

At this time, Yuwen Yuanqi was a little unbearable. Because of the internal interference of the Great Mingguang, the spiritual fire he gathered always needed to fill the gaps melted by the light. This was equivalent to being attacked by both internal and external forces at the same time.

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After being bombarded and destroyed by the attacks from above, a flaw was finally torn open, and the long sword hit that place mercilessly.

Yuwen Yuanqi's entire head was smashed to pieces without any suspense, and the broken flesh was scattered on the floor. The Snow Lord Sword was even embedded in his chest under the long impact, but even at this time, his hands were still dead.

He held on to the blade of Xue Jun's sword and refused to fall.

The spiritual flames on his body were still rising in waves, trying to make up for the loopholes and resist the power bombarded from above.

Chen Chuan had already noticed that the opponent's whole body seemed to be made up of those fleshy whiskers, but the thickness and length were different. In this case, there was no difference between his head and other limbs, so there was no fatality.

parts.

And as long as its armor exists, it can well block the impact of the Great Bright Light. It is like hitting a solid shell with a giant hammer. Even though it is effective, it is difficult to cause fatal damage to it in a short time.

After realizing this, the thought in his mind changed, and he immediately took a step back, dragging the Xuejun sword along the way. Because Yuwen Yuanqi was holding the blade of the sword with both hands and kneeling there at the moment, this sudden power

The change suddenly caused his center of gravity to become unstable, and he was dragged forward.

He lay down on the slightly sloping wall of the pit.

At this moment, the long arm fell down at the right time, slamming it into the broken ground below, causing the spiritual light on his back to scatter and sway.

Chen Chuan grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, put it around his waist, and slightly adjusted the tip of the knife, aiming it at the hole in Yuwen Yuanqi's head.

Just a stab in the front!

"Meow-."

This knife directly penetrated Yuwen Yuanqi's body from the depth of his neck. At this moment, he let out a low drink, and a burst of white-gold fireworks rose, but it was the "Big Sky Style" on Xuejun's sword that was transmitted to him.

and the power of "Great Mingguang Style" were detonated at the same time!

boom!

All the fleshy whiskers on Yuwen Yuanqi's body made an even more tragic hissing sound. The two bright lights and force fields that exploded inside caused his body to expand outward in a circle as if it were inflated, and a crack appeared on the armor.

There is a small gap in the road, and a ray of light like molten gold overflows from inside.

At this moment, a wisp of light mist like gauze retreated from the body, circled, quickly flew away from here, broke through a wisp of dust and smoke, rushed to the main hall on the other side, and threw it into the

Inside a lacquer box on the long desk.

And it seems that because of the lack of this thing, all the spiritual fire on Yuwen Yuanqi's body dissipated in an instant. He could no longer withstand the explosion of internal power. With a bang, the whole body exploded on the spot, instantly exploding into countless flesh and blood.

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But the armor was indeed strong, and it could still maintain its basic integrity under this impact. However, there was no support from the body inside, and various parts of the armor fell to pieces on the ground.

It's just that the broken flesh tendrils that exploded are still twisting there at this moment, as if they want to merge back into one place, but they are obviously very weak under the bright light of the bright light, and they just squirm for a while and appear scorched black.

The color turned completely into a pool of charred black ashes.

Chen Chuan slowly withdrew the knife from the armor, and the spine of the knife made a sizzling sound as it rubbed against the armor. After withdrawing it, he straightened up, reached out and brushed the blade of the knife, and adjusted his breathing.

After standing for a moment, he glanced at the ashes on the ground, and guessed that Yuwen Yuanqi's original realm should be one level higher than the Immortality Concept, so that he could produce such abundant and inexhaustible energy just by relying on his body.

of spiritual fire.

However, without sufficient mental strength, it is impossible to truly bring out the power accumulated underneath, just like insufficient muscle strength.

Naturally, it is the same reason that you cannot lift an object that is heavy enough. If you can shake it twice, it is considered good.

But no matter how powerful the body is, without the protection of spiritual fire, it is just a loose organization, like an undefended fortress with almost no protection ability.
Chapter completed!