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232 The Inner Chaos of the Taiyi Gate

If Akun was not an outer sect disciple, perhaps this internal strife in the middle sect could have been avoided.

However, these are Ling Chen's self-blame thoughts. Every disciple living in Taiyi Sect, even the handyman disciples with the lowest cultivation level, will not be immune to this war.

No matter which side wins this civil strife, the price paid will be heavy!

From then on, the Taiyi gatekeeper of the Black Bear Mountains ceased to exist.

"Akun! I'm sorry——" A touch of sadness appeared on Ling Chen's face, and he couldn't bear to look at Akun who was coughing up blood.

"Senior Brother Ling, I have no regrets! As Master Xie Yun said, the heart of cultivation will never stop. Death is just the beginning. At least I have fought hard once and am no longer unknown -

——”

A Kun's dim pupils looked at Ling Chen with a smile. The long sword on his chest had pierced his lungs deeply! He could not escape the death caused by the physical body before reaching the mortal stage. However, A Kun was stained with blood.

His face was filled with relief. He was no longer a lowly servant disciple. He had also fought and worked hard for his own path...

"A Kun, break up! Have a safe journey!" Ling Chen hugged A Kun. The blood-stained robe made Ling Chen look like a bloody man. The atmosphere on his face was extremely suspicious.

Ling Chen sat on the ground with the magic sword on his back, holding A Kun's head. Under his urging, the black jade chessboard behind him caused strong life energy to flow into A Kun's body, quickly repairing his wounds.

.But Akun's injuries were too serious, far exceeding the destructive power produced by the monks in the Soul Gathering Stage? The penetration in the chest was difficult to heal! The remaining destructive power tried its best to prevent Ling Chen from repairing, so the progress was slow.

Ling Chen had to consume more spiritual energy on the chessboard to maintain Akun's life functions.

However, this can only slightly slow down the dissipation of Akun's consciousness. He can't hold on any longer!

Despite this, he still wanted Akun to have enough time to defeat him, so as to seize the vague opportunity of reincarnation.

Akun didn't speak, his blood-stained face stared quietly at the top of his head! He couldn't speak, and the paralysis at the corners of his mouth made him closer and closer to death——

"Huhu"

The flying sword containing powerful sword energy suddenly fell from the sky, pierced the branches above the dense forest, and quickly slashed towards the head of Ling Chen!

Ling Chen, who was sitting on the ground, seemed to have no feeling at all when he saw the flying sword coming. Ling Chen sighed slightly, his hands emitted a layer of faint silver light, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, intending to catch the sword with his bare hands.

.

The Mingqifeng disciple holding a huge sword above his head suddenly burst into laughter. This was an interesting scene he saw. Someone actually planned to catch his flying sword with bare hands. He must make this man pay the price.

Every outsider who steps into Mingqi Peak must be greeted with a death ceremony.

"Ding!" A crisp sound spread throughout the entire trail, and the sound of metal intersecting was so familiar yet so unfamiliar on the trail cut with bluestone slabs.

He was puzzled by this Mingqifeng disciple with astonishing spiritual pressure. This man clearly only had the pressure of spiritual energy at the early stage of the mortal realm. How could he resist his own spiritual soldiers with one hand? He could actually completely resist his own flying sword.

, how is this possible? But the facts are right in front of him, and he can't help but not believe it.

Above Ling Chen's head, a spiritual soldier with a strange sword light was floating quietly. It was tightly grasped by a strong and powerful hand, very close to Ling Chen's head, very close! But...

It was held by that unshakable hand and could not move forward even an inch.

He blocked the flying sword that suddenly fell from the sky with one hand. The indestructible flying sword clashed with that strong arm, but it didn't leave even a scratch.

While resisting the spirit soldiers, the corner of Ling Chen's mouth twitched slightly, but he covered it up quietly without letting the famous Qifeng disciple above him notice it. Even A Kun who was very close didn't notice it because

He was looking stupidly at the arms and spiritual soldiers fighting above his head.

Senior Brother Ling... is really - really strong!

A large amount of life energy flowed into A Kun's body, slightly restoring some of A Kun's life functions. However, this could only delay A Kun's death. As long as he could get a chance for A Kun to fight, Ling Chen would

Don't worry.

Gently placing A Kun on the ground, Ling Chen took off the black jade chessboard from behind with his other hand, placed it in front of A Kun, and gave him a reassuring look.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Chen slowly stood up, raised his hand and gently touched the flashing sword light above his head, and whispered:

"Did you seriously injure A Kun?" After finishing speaking, the dark pupils turned to look at the man holding the sword above his head. At this moment, the man was standing upside down because Ling Chen imprisoned his spirit soldier with one hand, causing

The man holding the sword tightly did not dare to let go.

Once you give up your spiritual weapons in front of the enemy, it means that you have lost the ability to resist.

The man stood upside down and looked directly at Ling Chen, and returned to Ling Chen with the same cold tone: "What about you? Do you want to break into the main peak Mingqi Peak like him?"

"Three hundred years ago, inside and outside Taiyi Sect... the main peak was my Xie Yun Peak. Your name is Qifeng... you are just a group of... insidious villains wearing hypocritical masks." A Kun was so weak that he looked up at the top of his head.

The disciple of Mingqi Peak tried his best to say these words intermittently. He could not tolerate anyone blaspheming against Evil Cloud Peak, not to mention that these words were said by the disciple of Mingqi Peak, the old enemy of Evil Cloud Peak.

Hearing this, the man above him who was imprisoned by Ling Chen was shocked. He didn't understand the grudges and grudges three hundred years ago, and he didn't want to understand. But in order to survive, he must stick to his position.

"So, are you the guard of Mingqi Peak? Then you should know a lot of information about Mingqi Peak."

Ling Chen's dark pupils looked up sternly at this famous Qifeng disciple, and a strong murderous intention had already arisen in his heart.

Regardless of whether he seriously injured A Kun or not, none of this seems important to Ling Chen now. Because he wants to extract the soul of this disciple of Qifeng and absorb all the information about Qifeng from his brain.

.Only in this way can he understand the general information about Mingqifeng, which will make his search for Xiaonuan smoother.

A black light flashed, and a gleaming magic sword appeared in Ling Chen's right hand. Holding the magic sword gently, Ling Chen's long flowing hair moved automatically in the wind, just like the God of War coming down to earth, arrogantly looking at the man above his head.

Disciple of 'Mingqifeng'.

The disciple looked at the scene of lowering Ling Chen in shock. He had never seen such an unbelievable thing. Not only did a monk of the same level restrain his spiritual soldiers with one hand, but he was still able to do so under his strong pressure.

Next, he calmly and calmly launched his fierce momentum. If he hadn't seen and experienced this scene with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a thing would happen.

The Ming Qifeng disciple above him was an eye-opener, but the one beside him was seriously injured. If it weren't for the black jade chessboard that kept his fragile life alive, Akun would have been completely shocked.

Senior Brother Ling could withstand the attack of a flying sword with one hand, which he never expected. Now that Senior Brother Ling is holding a long sword, his whole body is bursting with powerful energy. So how powerful is he? Can he defeat the one above his head?

Is Ming Cultivation an unfathomable guardian? Resisting his weakening consciousness, A Kun must witness with his own eyes the battle between Senior Brother Ling and the Ming Qifeng disciple who seriously injured him.

"No matter who you are? Or which side you are loyal to! I will give you one last chance and tell me all the information you know about Mingqi Peak. Otherwise, you will not even have the chance to fight." Ling Chen's voice sounded.

, the man who was shocked by the majestic aura emanating from Ling Chen's body immediately came back to his senses and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

But what made him depressed was that when this man provoked him like this, he was unable to fight back. The spiritual weapon in his hand was held tightly by Ling Chen, and without his strongest spiritual weapon, he could not effectively display the combat power he had in his prime. This

It was a danger he had to face.

The man's silence and anger replaced his answer! Looking back at A Kun who was getting weaker and weaker on the ground, Ling Chen's body finally moved.

How fast is Ling Chen? When he really moves, no one can see his movements clearly, even after the black mist floating in the mountains and fields limits a large part of his movement speed. His speed is still very fast.

amazing!

The dark magic sword almost reached the eyes of the man above him in the blink of an eye. With almost no time to react, the man was picked up by the long sword...

A Kun looked at this scene with difficulty and held his breath! He sighed in his heart: It's too fast.

"Clang!" With a crisp sound, the red long sword in his hand stabbed his chest with the dark long sword. The man had already escaped from the confinement of Ling Chen's one hand, holding a sword flower in mid-air, tilting

He slashed towards Ling Chen. The red sword cut through the air and even made a "squeaking" sound.

At this time, the disciple named Qi Feng was extremely decisive. At the cost of a wound on his chest, he pulled out his spiritual weapon and took advantage of it to attack Ling Chen.

The dark pupils were unblinking, and Ling Chen also knew that this man had a lot of trouble. He was decisive in killing! He would rather fight for a scar to attack him, which was somewhat similar to him. At the moment, Ling Chen didn't care, and immediately

Activate the protective barrier.

The body-protecting magic barrier is a body-protecting spiritual shield activated by Ling Chen's original demonic energy. Its defensive power is astonishing, and it is another magic shield after the spiritual armor body protection.

Unlike the body-protecting aura emitted by spirit armor, the defense power of high-attribute spirit armor is abnormal. However, the thickness of this demonic barrier is determined by the amount of demonic energy injected into it.

However, Ling Chen's body-protecting demonic barrier is different from ordinary monks. His body-protecting demonic barrier is provided by the purest original demonic energy in the body. It is really like a black ink spiritual shield, protecting him tightly, even

It can withstand all-out attacks from monks in the middle stage of the Mortal Realm.

Besides, even if he pierces his own demonic energy barrier, he still has the body-protecting snow silkworm armor! Finally, he still has the powerful physique that the body-forging lineage is proud of. This is why he dares to resist the spiritual soldiers of the same level of monks with one hand.

The reputation that Ling Chen relies on is nothing more than the body-forging lineage, which is famous for its super defensive power.


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