Swallow God Supreme

Chapter 868 Even more impossible! (four more)
"Little Hundred Illusions—"

Almost at the moment those eighteen white-robed disciples rushed over.

Qin Chen's figure instantly changed to eleven.

"Holy Tradition Technique, Little Hundred Illusion Technique!"

After all, this is the Heavenly Sword Sacred Gate.

Therefore, when Qin Chen used Xiaobai illusion, almost everyone recognized him.

"Fake is fake, it can only be used to confuse."

There was a trace of coldness at the corner of Ning He's mouth.

His words just spoke.

A phantom clone was defeated.

Small teleportation technique!

Qin Chen was holding the bloodthirsty demon blade, surging demon energy, and the three saber intents burst out, and directly slashed at a white-robed disciple with unrivaled ferocity.

bang——

The white-robed disciple had no time to react.

The body was directly sent flying by Qin Chen's knife.

However, at this moment, behind Qin Chen were two white-robed disciples with grinning faces, who attacked Qin Chen from behind with knives in their hands.

"Be careful!!!"

Chu Xun's complexion changed suddenly, and he let out an exclamation.

"Sharp mind, let's bloom—"

Qin Chen gave a soft drink.

Then, in an instant, countless green needles condensed in an instant.

Then...

clang clang clang-

It quickly collided with the knives of the two white-robed disciples, making a series of violent collision sounds.

Countless sharp needles were so sharp that their arms holding the knife were dripping with blood.

Then, the power of thought exploded.

They were swept away fiercely and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

"Psychic Master!"

"He's actually a Psychic!!"

"Furthermore, his mind is at the fourth-level Xiaocheng realm! In other words, he is not only cultivating the three major saber intents, but he is also cultivating this kind of mind, the four major artistic concepts at the same time!!!"

The fighting situation stopped at this moment.

Looking at the countless sharp green needles floating above Qin Chen's head, those white-robed disciples who attacked Qin Chen were stunned.

In the distance, Ouyang Panxue's Qiushui eyes shook even more.

"The four great artistic conceptions of the same practitioner, how did he do it?!"

Ouyang Panxue's beautiful cheeks were full of disbelief.

"How... how is it possible?!"

The eyes of the two white-robed disciples who were wounded by Qin Chen's mind with a sharp needle widened.

How can a person have so much energy to cultivate four completely different moods?
"impossible?"

Qin Chen glanced lightly at the white-robed disciple who was speaking.

"Next, let you see, even more impossible things!!!"

boom!
The moment Qin Chen finished speaking.

The three sword intents entwined on the bloodthirsty demon blade suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura.

The three breaths gathered together, like a storm, very terrifying.

quiet!
Looking at Qin Chen in that scene.

The entire Baipao Peak was completely silent.

On the faces of all the white-robed disciples, there was an indescribable look of horror.

Ning He's whole body seemed to be petrified, standing there like a statue.

In the eyes, there is only shock.

At this moment, Qin Chen's three major sword intents are no longer the third level of Dzogchen.

And Qiqi is... a fourth-level entry! ! !
Although it only takes 1 minute to practice in the sky cave of Daodong Mansion that day.

However, that place is the Holy Land of Sword Cultivation.

What's more, it is the cave with the strongest sword intent.

Therefore, in just one minute, Qin Chen's three major saber intents leaped from the third level of great perfection to the fourth level of entry.

"This this……"

A white-robed disciple didn't know how to describe the shock in his heart at this moment.

Stuttering and unable to speak.

Pupils widened.

Just now, when Qin Chen only showed the saber intent of the three major and third level great perfections, it had already caused a commotion.

Now, there is no need to say more about the shock of the three-level and four-level sword intent.

"He's just a warrior of the first level of Tianyuan!!"

Someone couldn't help but speak like this.

Three and four levels of sword intent, this is not terrible.

The scary thing is that Qin Chen is only at the first level of Tianyuan! !

According to common sense, the fourth-level artistic conception can only be comprehended by the strong in Yuanhuajing.

But what about Qin Chen?

Just after entering the Tianyuan Realm, he realized it.

This is quite a big gap!
"Wait, let's lose!!!"

The three major saber intents bloomed to the extreme.

The sharp knife swept across.

A trace of cruelty also flashed across Qin Chen's face.

next moment.

Qin Chen's figure suddenly turned into a flash of lightning, rushing into the 18 people.

Launch a crazy offensive.

"Stop him!"

"Stop him!!"

"Damn!! How to stop it? You tell me how to stop it? You can't stop it at all!!!"

"Ugh!!!"

Shouts kept ringing.

The eyes of the white-robed disciples watching the battle couldn't stop shaking.

Are you sure this is a rookie who has just entered the Heavenly Sword Sect?
When did newcomers become so scary?

Hang and beat!

This is completely hanging and beating, it is crushing!

bang bang bang bang—

The sword rose and the sword fell, one after another, the white robe disciples were knocked out and fell to various parts of the white robe peak.

In a blink of an eye.

Eighteen white-robed disciples all fell to the ground.

They all had several cuts on their bodies.

Only a white figure stood in the center.

Holding a magic knife in his hand, he looks like a peerless demon cultivator.

lost!

18 people, besieging one person, still lost.

And it was... fiasco! ! !
"how so!!!"

Zheng Chuan originally thought that these 18 people would avenge him.

Seeing the eighteen white-robed disciples lying on the ground and howling, their faces were full of disbelief.

lost?

How can this be lost?

But in fact, they did lose.

"It seems that I was wrong."

"He is not arrogant."

"He is really a mysterious person. He has just entered the Heavenly Sword Sacred Gate. I don't know what height he will reach in the future?"

Ouyang Panxue looked at Qin Chen who was standing proudly in the field.

A trace of surprise flashed in Bingxue's eyes.

Recalling earlier, she also said that Qin Chen was arrogant.

It now appears that she was wrong.

Originally, it was Ouyang Panxue who made her pay attention to Qin Chen.

But this time.

Qin Chen aroused her curiosity.

"Little brother is so handsome!!"

"I want to marry my little brother as my wife, and I want to warm my little brother's bed!!!"

Ouyang Panxue was beside her, waving her little hand, and said excitedly.

"Pan Xia!"

Ouyang Panxue's forehead was throbbing with veins, and she glared at Ouyang Panxia.

"What's the matter? I'm 14 years old, but I'm not too young. In the future, I will marry before my sister, and I will have children. I will have many lovely children."

"The kind that runs all over the ground."

Ouyang Panxia pouted and said, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Who taught you this?" Ouyang Panxue stared.

"Sister, don't rob me, this little brother is mine." Ouyang Panxia pouted.

"Who is robbing you... No, what are you talking about!!" Ouyang Panxue said angrily.

"Anyway, my little brother is mine." Ouyang Panxia looked serious.

(End of this chapter)