The moment he saw the phantom of the Fang family saint appear again, Xu Chen's expression completely changed.
I want to scold my mother.
At the same time, a feeling of powerlessness surged in my heart.
After looking at the Tissot ship and then at the phantom of the saint, Xu Chen sighed and turned around and left without hesitation.
The phantom of the saint came with boundless anger. He never thought that he, a dignified saint, would suffer a big loss at the hands of an ant.
To project from thousands of miles away, even for a saint, is a matter that consumes a lot of spiritual power and concentration. What's more, the previous projection was scattered, which was also a big loss for the saint.
.
And the fact that he was able to project from thousands of miles away was partly due to his strength, and partly because of the Tissot ship. He established contact with the Tissot ship, so it was undoubtedly much easier to project him.
But it's always the case.
Two consecutive long-distance projections were a huge drain on him. After this battle, he would probably have to stay in seclusion for several years before he could recover.
It doesn't work without projection.
because.
If he didn't project it, he would lose the Tissot ship, his only holy weapon.
This time, he came with endless killing intent and anger.
The moment he saw Xu Chen, he snorted coldly and jumped onto the deck of the Tissot ship.
This time.
He would not give Xu Chen any chance to make a comeback.
He wanted to completely crush Xu Chen to death with a strong stance. Only in this way could he relieve the hatred in his heart.
"kill!"
He was driving the Tissot ship, sweeping with the astonishing aura of Peiran Moyu, and appeared behind Xu Chen in an instant.
"Spirit-slaying hand!"
The saint's shadow was so angry with Xu Chen that he no longer held back and directly used his special move.
As the void shook violently.
A big spiritual hand like the right hand of God broke through the void, sweeping in a terrifying stream of light, and severely suppressed Xu Chen who was trying to escape in front of him.
Xu Chen's expression changed slightly, but he did not look back and continued to run away crazily.
Just when the powerful spiritual hand was about to drown him, the cold light from the Tianlang Sword struck the powerful spiritual hand fiercely.
"boom!"
The Tianlang Sword was directly blasted away by the spiritual power hand. The light of the spiritual power hand dimmed a bit, but it still suppressed it forward.
but.
Also because of the moment when Tianlang Sword blocked the powerful spiritual hand, Xu Chen took the opportunity to escape completely from the attack range of the powerful spiritual hand.
There was a roar.
The powerful spiritual hand lost Xu Chen's target and crashed down hard. The earth was torn apart and magma spewed out.
Although Xu Chen avoided the attack from the powerful spiritual hand, the shock wave from the powerful spiritual hand still affected him, causing his energy and blood to surge.
Xu Chen swallowed the blood that rushed to his throat, his eyes were cold, and he moved towards the big crack at the end of the col.
The phantom of the saint drove the Tissot ship at an extremely fast speed. Xu Chen could not rely on speed to get rid of him and fled to other places. Sooner or later, he would be caught up by the phantom of the saint and then be killed by a powerful bombardment.
There were two ways he thought of to get rid of the saint's shadow. One was to directly enter the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, but he would not use this method unless it was a last resort.
The second is to escape into the big crack and use the complex situation in the crack to get rid of the phantom of the saint.
While Xu Chen was escaping, he was also controlling the Tianlang Sword, constantly attacking the saint's shadow, blocking the saint's shadow's speed.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!!"
The Tianlang Sword, packed with astonishing killing intent, struck the defensive barrier of the Tissot ship again and again, causing ripples of energy.
"Swordsmanship?!"
Looking at the continuously attacking Tianlang Sword, the saint's shadow showed a hint of greed.
Swordmanship.
Thirty thousand years ago, the sword master Ye Xiaoran created his own sword-controlling skills. He once killed a powerful enemy in the saint realm with one sword from thousands of miles away. After that, Ye Xiaoran became more brave as he fought, and his cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds. Finally, he advanced to the level of saint king.
When he was in the position, he relied on his sword control skills to easily defeat many long-famous Laipai Saint Kings, establishing his reputation as the number one Saint in the Zhenwu Continent.
But since the death of Sword Saint Ye Xiaoran, the art of sword control has been lost.
Unexpectedly, today he saw the long-lost art of sword control.
Greed instantly burned in his eyes.
The Tianlang Sword's constant attacks made it impossible for the Tianshuo ship to increase its speed, and Xu Chen's figure was seen getting further and further away.
The phantom of the saint reached forward with his right hand, and a spiritually powerful hand directly grabbed the Tianlang Sword.
"Crush it for me!"
The phantom of the saint shouted coldly.
A sudden hard squeeze.
Although it is just a shadow, with his current strength, he can crush high-grade spiritual weapons with his bare hands.
The powerful spiritual hand exerted force violently.
The expected scene of the spirit sword shattering did not happen.
The Tianlang Sword's toughness is far beyond imagination.
Under the grip of the powerful spiritual hand, not only did it not break, there was not even any damage.
"This sword..."
The phantom of the saint showed a hint of surprise.
At this moment, the Tianlang Sword suddenly burst out with brilliant sword intent. With a scoff, the big spiritual hand was torn open by the Tianlang Sword, and the Tianlang Sword also broke free from the shackles of the big spiritual hand.
.
at the same time.
Xu Chen finally appeared next to the crack. Looking at the bottomless crack, he got in without hesitation.
"Whoops~"
The Tianlang Sword flew back and followed it into the crack.
There was a roar.
The big hand covering the sky fell one step later.
"Run away, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will still die."
The phantom of the saint activated the Tissot ship and rushed into the crack without hesitation.
However.
As soon as the phantom of the saint entered the big crack, a cold light hit him.
The powerful impact caused the Tissot ship's momentum to stagnate slightly.
Seeing this, the saint's shadow became angry and itched his teeth.
Swordsmanship is really difficult.
If it weren't for the constant bombardment of the Tianlang Sword, he would have caught up with Xu Chen and killed him with one strike.
Now after a chase, not only did he not catch up with Xu Chen, but he was driven further and further away.
In anger, the phantom of the saint directly activated the Tissot ship and collided with the Tianlang Sword.
No matter how hard the Tianlang Sword is, can it be stronger than the Holy Soldier? In a head-to-head encounter, I don't believe it can break the Tianlang Sword.
However, under the control of Xu Chen, the Tianlang Sword did not confront him head-on. The sword flashed and disappeared, causing the Tissot ship to hit the air.
Xu Chen controlled the Tianlang Sword to continuously harass the saint's shadow, while he swept downwards with all his strength.
I don't know how many meters it swept down, but a familiar sound of air explosions suddenly came from the front.
Xu Chen knew that a strong wind was coming.
"coming."
With a thought in his mind, the Tianlang Sword quickly returned to his side, raised his hand and punched a hole in the stone wall next to him, then swiped his body and drilled directly into it.
The moment Xu Chen got into the cave, the wind roared and a terrifying storm swept from the bottom up.
The phantom of the saint, who was driving the Tissot boat to fly down quickly, saw the storm coming, but didn't pay attention. He drove the Tissot boat to forcefully pass through the storm.
The storm came one after another.
The first few waves were not very powerful and could not shake the Tissot ship at all, but as they went to the back, they became more powerful, and the defensive barrier of the Tissot ship began to shake.
The expression of the saint's shadow also changed slightly.
The speed of the Tissot boat is getting slower and slower, as if it is stuck in a quagmire.
"boom!"
Silver light circulated on the Tissot ship's hull, directly tearing apart the storm and rushing over.
The moment he rushed out of the storm, the saint's shadow vaguely saw Xu Chen's figure.
"Where to go?"
The phantom of the saint shouted loudly and urged the Tissot boat to chase Xu Chen.
"boom!"
The cold light transformed by the Tianlang Sword hit the Tisuo ship's defensive barrier head-on.
The phantom body of the saint swayed, and his eyes almost burst into flames. This feeling was too oppressive.
The Tiansuo ship is urged to continue to sweep downwards. Whenever the Tianlang Sword approaches, the saint's shadow will be the first to take action, driving away the Tianlang Sword so that it cannot get even half a step closer to the Tissot ship. As a result, the Tissot ship's speed will be reduced.
will not be affected.
But after all, he thought the matter was too simple. Before he could free his hands, he saw another cold light coming.
It's the Star-Shattering Sword.
The two cold lights transformed from the Broken Star Sword and the Tianlang Sword hit the Tissot ship at the same time, one after the other.
The phantom of the saint shouted low, and two bolts of spiritual power shot out, blocking the Star-Shattering Sword and the Tianlang Sword.
"boom!"
The Tissot ship shook violently.
When the saint's phantom took action to resist the cold light created by the Tianlang Sword and the Star-Shattering Sword, the Fire Rhinoceros Sword approached silently and hit the Tissot ship's defensive barrier hard, causing the Tissot ship to start to speed up again.
A sudden meal.
The phantom of the saint's eyes are about to burst.
He has never felt so frustrated.
He gritted his teeth and looked sinister.
The two kept a certain distance, one behind the other, and flew downwards quickly.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
A second wave of strong wind came.
Xu Chen used the same method to avoid the strong wind. After the strong wind blew, he rushed out of the cave without hesitation and continued to escape downwards.
Gradually.
Xu Chen's body-protecting aura had been squeezed tightly against the surface of his body by the terrifying pressure.
Once the protective aura is broken, his physical body will face this terrifying pressure. When the time comes, the pressure will be too much for him to bear.
Xu Chen continued to fly forward for a certain distance, but the strong pressure had already shaken the protective aura, "I can't hold it anymore."
Xu Chen's expression suddenly changed.
Just as he was hesitating whether to continue descending, he suddenly saw that the void below was like a black hole.
"This is……"
Xu Chen stared at it for a few times and said uncertainly: "Is this the entrance to the world?"
The bottom of the big crack is actually connected to a world.
When Xu Chen looked at the entrance, the black hole-like entrance to the world suddenly rippled, and then a terrifying hurricane rushed out of the entrance to the world.
Seeing this, Xu Chen didn't hesitate to blast out a cave on the nearby stone wall, ducked in, and got in.
Endless storms rushed out from the entrance to the world.
Vaguely.
Xu Chen saw a flash of green rushing out of the entrance to the world with the storm.
Muya crystal.
It's a pity that he can't collect it now.
After the storm blew over, Xu Chen rushed out of the cave, then looked back at the phantom of the saint approaching quickly. With a thought, he took back the Tianlang Sword, the Star-Shattering Sword and the Fire Rhinoceros Sword, and then stepped into the unknown entrance to the world.
