"Brother Chen is invincible. You can just put your corpse and puppet out at will, and you may not be able to easily kill Jin Laojiu."

Seeing that Chen Ping could indeed compete with Jin Zhaoheng, who was united with the human sword, Fan Yiqiao beside him struck while the iron was hot and sent a voice in a negotiated tone.

Chen Ping's ears moved, but he did not respond, and just stared at Jin Zhaoheng with an expressionless face.

This person's sword combination was very inspiring to improve his sword skills, and he was not in a hurry to use a puppet to kill him in one fell swoop.

As for Taoist corpses, because of their origin, Chen Ping decided to minimize the number of exposures to people in front of others.

"If Fellow Daoist Jin does not have stronger magical powers, it's better to surrender."

Chen Ping left the ground with one foot, the Chunyang Sword attached to his back, and said in a calm tone.

Hearing this, the Golden Blue Light Sword exploded with a hint of irritable sword energy, and it seemed that a pair of cold eyes were embedded inside.

If Chen Ping is eliminated, with the help of the power of two third-level formations, his Nixing Sect may still have hope of turning the tables today. If it is not good, at least he can defend the sect's headquarters.

If not...

Thinking of this, Jin Zhaoheng couldn't help but look at the black token floating beside him.

If someone else had the opportunity to join the Lanyue Sect, he might have changed his feet in a hurry.

But he took into account the family's foundation and his direct relatives, and not to mention that he would find it difficult for him to adapt to the trembling atmosphere under the eyes of the Jindan monk.

"You can't let it go."

Chen Ping smiled coldly, his fists turned into palms, a dry blue purple flame covered it, and then he pressed the void.

Suddenly, two purple-blue phantoms as big as attic appeared out of thin air and slapped at the lightsaber with a fierce rumbling sound.

The secret technique that comes with the Nine Changes Flame Spirit Art, the surging flame palm.

Since he broke into the Yuandan realm, he has rarely used it. The main reason is that he used this technique to attack cultivators of the same level, which lacked the power of a decisive sound, and consumed more mana, which was far less convenient than the Qinglian Sword Technique.

However, Jin Zhaoheng is a cultivator of the golden spirit root. Based on the mutual restraint of the five elements attributes, the spiritual flame should have a considerable lethality to him.

Two fire palms slashed with hurricanes, and a hot flame wave that was more than ten feet high was raised, and directly swallowed the lightsaber.

In this scarlet sea of ​​fire, there are rolling flames up and down, left and right, in the sky and ground.

Suddenly, golden traces appeared on the lightsaber's body, and burst out suddenly, cutting away most of the flames.

When it broke through the encirclement of the sea of ​​fire and reappeared in the sky, the light that was sucking around it was unstable, and it was obviously a considerable price to pay.

"If you follow the sword cultivation method, you should focus on yourself. If you are arrogant and self-cultivated to practice other magical powers, you will be destined to not reach the state of unity of human and sword."

Jin Zhaoheng's thoughts are conveyed, full of preaching meanings from the seniors to guide the juniors.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

I know that although his swordsmanship is not shocking, with the help of the Golden Pearl Space, I dare not expect the fourth realm of the world as a sword. However, it is definitely a foregone conclusion that the combination of man and sword is nothing more than the length of time.

"Fellow Daoist Jin has twenty breaths left in his sword transformation state."

Chen Ping smiled leisurely, as if he was kind-hearted.

"court death!"

Jin Zhaoheng roared softly and his anger surged. Chen Ping used him as a sword cultivator.

It is a great shame for his opponent to comprehend the sword intent in the battle.

Moreover, Fan Yiqiao fought with the spirit ship in the battlefield below. Gong Lingshan released a cold arrow from time to time to assist, causing danger to the juniors of the sect to be in danger.

The situation is not allowed to continue to drag on!

In the face of the disaster, Jin Zhaoheng's mentality became much calmer and said lightly: "Didn't Fellow Daoist Chen want to borrow my sword? Then Jin is as your wish."

"Fellow Daoist Jin, please give me advice."

Chen Ping clasped his fists and his face gradually became solemn.

I saw that the sword tomb entrenched in the sky lit up in the various parts of the sword tomb. At this moment, the overwhelming sword shadows turned into stars in the night, accelerating the speed of thousands of times, and starting to run regularly.

The Golden Blue Sword seemed to echo the sword tomb, and also shone with dazzling light, dark and bright.

And the wisps of breath leaked at the edge of this strange phenomenon are enough to make people panic. Without thinking too much, Jin Zhaoheng must be brewing a shocking attack, perhaps the last attack in the state of the integration of other people's swords.

Chen Ping pursed his lips. In addition to holding the Chunyang Sword tightly, a wisp of thought extended to the storage ring, wrapping up the Spider King puppet, two Taoist corpses, gray conch, and indigo fly substitute death talisman.

Later, whenever the situation is wrong, he will unhesitate to use all his magical powers and destroy Jin Zhaoheng.

Chen Ping admitted that after taking over the body, he was more afraid of death than in his previous life.

Of course, this is because of the existence of the golden beads, which makes the illusory Great Avenue of immortality open a gap to him.

Chen Ping couldn't bear to die, and even thought that Jinzhu might be the other person after death, and his heart felt extremely sour.

Only by cherishing one's own life can one keep such a treasure that is so vital that is clear to heaven and earth.

"Mr. Jin has a sword, which was realized last month in the Illusion Jade Star Realm of the Dual Realm of Heaven, and was named Falling Star."

Jin Zhaoheng's consciousness passed on, and there was no turbulent Tao.

Chen Ping's face thrust, "The falling stars fall, why can't the Jin family, the broken stars, and the stars are always incompatible with the stars?"

As for the Fantasy Jade Star Realm, it is one of the temporary celestial phenomena that occasionally appear in the Chongtian, with shattered stones and debris everywhere with broken stars. The danger of Yuandan monk entering deep into it is extremely high.

This sword move Jin Zhaoheng was created by himself last month, so Fan Yiqiao and others must have not tried it, so he was better off being careful.

"cut!"

Jin Zhaoheng shouted without emotion, and the sword tomb and lightsword instantly merged into one, and it turned into a huge meteorite that was more than ten feet in a radius. At first glance, it was really like a star that had lost its light, smashing it hard at Chen Ping's head, which was as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

"Sir"

Only half of this star fell, and the nearby metallic spiritual energy was sucked into the air like a stream of thousands of flowing back to the sea.

Chen Ping only felt his whole body tightening and his body was imprisoned by an inexplicable force. Not to mention pinching and casting spells, he could not even move a finger. He could only watch Xingchen slowly fall without panic.

"Brother Ping is careful!"

"Brother Chen, I'll help you!"

Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao felt that the stars contained such terrifying power, and their faces changed. They decisively gave up the encirclement and suppression of the spirit ships, commanding the Taoist weapons from afar to try to rescue.

Fang Chuwu, who had been fighting against the city protection formation, hurriedly rubbed his hands and threw a strange pointed cone of several inches toward the stars. It was covered with cold light, runes were entangled, and there was a crackling and strange sound.

"Although his star-falling sword move has the shape of a star and has the effect of imprisoning the body, it is actually an attack condensed by the sword intent, and it is essentially a special sword energy."

The true eyes of the Huanzhen kept flashing. Gong Lingshan and others knew that at this critical moment, Chen Ping was still experiencing Jin Zhaoheng's sword style.

"Forget it, the power of this method is not under the twelfth style of the Qinglian Sword Technique, so I don't need to take it hard."

Chen Ping thought secretly, and then a huge black shadow lay in front of him.

Even though his body could not move at this time, his mind still opened the storage ring without any obstacles and successfully summoned the Spider King puppet.

At the same time, the three aided Taoist weapons were sent backwards and slashed towards the stars, but the invisible sword energy suddenly appeared in the outer circle scraped backwards and bounced a hundred feet away.

However, when his eyes were filled with an ugly and strange monster, Fan Yiqiao sniffed the fishy smell in the air and instead showed a relaxed smile.

Chen Ping finally couldn't help but use his Spider King puppet!

During the tribal battle a while ago, he had seen this puppet show its power with his own eyes, breaking the defense of Lingyao Bowl Talisman, and killing the Wood and Stone Saint fiercely.
Chapter completed!