Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 357

Of course, the process of biting off a piece of flesh from the overlord Lan Yuezong's body could not be completed overnight.

Although there seems to be no great powers in the Yuanying realm in the Yuanyan Islands cultivation world, there are still as many as twenty or thirty Jindan monks.

If Chen Ping wants to gain a firm foothold here and move forward and retreat freely, he must at least break through to the Golden Core realm.

"coming!"

Gong Lingshan, Fan Yiqiao, and Chen Ping each used the secret method of flying, and after only ten miles away, they stopped at the same time and raised their heads to look up to the sky.

I saw a white light spot with a radius of Zhang Xu lit up in the sky, and it was gradually approaching.

Its speed was extremely fast, and soon it came rushing from the edge of the inner city. After a closer look, it was actually a small spirit ship made of jade, which was almost the same in appearance as the Xianliu. It is a mild blue color.

The outer wall of the ship depicts dozens of monster patterns, and hundreds of night pearls are distributed and inlaid, which is extremely luxurious. From a jade pillar standing at the stern of the ship, white light masks are continuously released to wrap all the spirit ships in it.

At this moment, a large group of monks were standing on the deck of the spirit ship, and the leader was a burly man in white robes, about 30 years old.

A golden and blue two-color broadsword was suspended beside him. The coercion exuded was only at the level of an ordinary middle-grade Taoist weapon, but it gave Chen Ping and the others a sense of extreme danger.

"A Taoist artifact that contains sword intent."

Chen Ping's dignified eyes shrank, and this mighty and extraordinary man in white robe was naturally Jin Zhaoheng.

And the spirit sword that made him tremble must be the natal magic weapon integrated with the human sword, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to convey such a strong sword intent.

Fortunately, Jin Zhaoheng's mana fluctuations are still at the early stage of Yuan Dan. If it is a higher level, today's battle will be troublesome.

After all, the power of a medium-grade Taoist artifact contaminated with sword intent is far from comparable to magic weapons of the same level.

"Chen Daoyou."

Jin Zhaoheng folded his sleeves and clasped his fists in a bow, directly ignored the two Yuandans from the Broken Star Sect, and said to Chen Ping indifferently: "Mr. Haichang, or fellow Taoists who were bewitched by Fan Yiqiao, why did you kill Jinrui without saying a word? Jin asked himself that he was on the same path as you, and that the Broken Star Sect’s exploitation of lower-level forces such as us has become more and more outrageous for hundreds of years. A certain person is forced to stand up and resist, and Daoyou Chen must not help the evildoer to do evil."

After listening to him quietly, Chen Ping smiled blankly and said in a low voice, "Friend Jin Daoist is invincible, why did you act cowardly and persuasion before the battle, this is not the style of a sword cultivator."

Regardless of the peaceful conversation between the two, it was actually the first time they met face to face.

Previously, when the Jin family set up a bureau to surround Gong Lingshan at the auction house, Jin Zhaoheng brought Yuan Dan and the power of sword repair to brutally kill the former Supreme Elder Gong Sihai of the Broken Star Gate, and sent the photo beads that recorded the picture through the small shifting array. Wanli, since then, the two parties have completely broken up.

Later, Chen Ping never set foot in Jinrui City again. Therefore, it was the first close contact between the two chief cultivators whose main island of the family was located not far apart.

"Chen Daoyou is a bit exaggerated. Jin's swordsmanship is indomitable, but it has nothing to do with the way of being a human being. If the swordsmanship affects the way of humanity, it is just a crooked road that is getting narrower and narrower."

Jin Zhaoheng smiled, and said lightly: "As long as Chen Daoyou changes sides today, Jin is willing to sign a contract with you, giving up [-]% of the sea area under the Broken Star Gate, and making friends with Haichang for generations and not aggressing each other. How do you feel about friendship?"

After a pause, he cupped his hands somewhere in midair again, with a thunderous voice: "Fang Daoyou is the same, if you don't help each other, Jin will immediately donate 50 spirit stones, and you can choose ten of the first-level islands under his command."

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Jin, don't do useless work."

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness circled and wrapped around the spirit ship, and said coldly.

After three breaths, Fang Chuwu also didn't respond at all, and just concentrated on breaking the formation, proving his attitude with actions.

Seeing this scene, Jin Zhaoheng finally lost his former composure, and his face was gloomy like eternal ice.

The many conditions he offered could not be said to be insincere, and I don't know what benefits Fan Yiqiao promised, but the two of them were so steadfast.

"Jin Laojiu, your time of death has arrived!"

Fan Yiqiao suddenly felt refreshed, and laughed sullenly, and tacitly jumped a few times with Gong Lingshan with the ice bow, blocking the spirit ship end by end.

Jin Zhaoheng's various sincere actions and words, as everyone knows, are just a clown in the eyes of several people.

After the destruction of the Deng and Pu clans, Chen Ping was the biggest beneficiary of the vested interests.

The Chen family who occupied Kongming Island would not and would not dare to covet the territory of his Broken Star Gate again, unless Chen Ping was greedy for profit and didn't care about Lan Yuezong's fear.

In addition, he was extremely relieved on Fang Chuwu's side.

He, Fan Yiqiao, lived to be more than 400 years old. This person is the only close friend who has entrusted his life and death. Without the temptation of treasures such as the fourth-order breaking realm pill and the three-turn Liyun pill, it is impossible to betray him easily.

"Pinglang, Jin Zhaoheng was the culprit who killed Lingshan's grandfather, today we both want to avenge his old man!"

Gong Lingshan spoke bluntly, but the murderous intent in her words was unmistakable.

Hearing the address in her mouth suddenly, Jin Zhaoheng immediately understood the reason why Chen Ping and the Broken Star Sect were in cahoots, and the two had already formed a Taoist couple.

Knowing that he couldn't be kinder anymore, Jin Zhaoheng tiptoed, took the initiative to break through the shield and leave the deck, and ordered in a loud voice: "All disciples accept the order, and follow me to destroy the invading enemy, and the contribution points will be doubled!"

"Follow the Supreme Elder's law."

In the spirit ship, there was a uniform response, but it seemed a little lack of energy.

They are not fanatical believers in the mortal world. On the contrary, everyone has deep doubts in their hearts. Can the ancestor really defeat three or four people of the same rank?

What's more, the rumors that broke out in Jinrui City recently are too horrifying and disturbing.

Four powerful Yuandan monks all fell on Haichang Island. From this, it can be inferred how terrifying the hidden strength of the Broken Star Gate and the Chen family must be.

It's time to run out!
For a moment, the morale of the Nixingzong side plummeted, and an atmosphere of defeat without a fight unconsciously hovered around the cultivators.

The Jin family's foundation building was still in good condition, and they released their magic weapons one after another with the thought of seeing death as home, but more than half of the elders with other surnames had the idea of ​​fleeing for their lives, and were ready to break out and find a way out.

"Kill those who run away, kill those who don't listen to orders, and kill those who don't try their best to destroy the enemy!"

Seemingly seeing the thoughts of some elders of the sect, Jin Zhaoheng's expression turned cold, and he emphasized fiercely.

The disciples who had been swept away by him fell silent immediately, and hurriedly released magic weapons and talismans, at least pretending to be loyal on the surface.

However, before Jin Zhaoheng finished speaking, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared above his head, and a violent sword aura tens of feet long appeared in his real body.

This sword energy is as pale green as jade, with a malevolent intent soaring to the sky, condensed incomparably, and it slashed down unceremoniously.

On the other side, two ice arrows with fluorescent lights were also shot towards his heart and dantian respectively.

After slashing out with Qinglian Sword Style, Chen Ping's face turned pale instantly, as if half of his mana had been extracted, and the brilliance in his hand flashed, the Chunyang Sword returned to its original size, and slowly fell down.

It wasn't that Chen Ping was pretending to be weak, this strike indeed consumed nearly [-]% of his mana, and it was almost the strongest sword technique he had mastered so far.

His plan is very simple, that is to force Jin Zhaoheng to resist with the combination of human and sword.

Because he himself has already reached the peak of the second level of sword cultivation, and he is only a step away from the third level.

It's not easy to meet a sword cultivator who is in the realm of unity of sword and sword, so as to observe the first and second, maybe you will understand something.

Of course, it would be great if this sword could kill Jin Zhaoheng.

"You are also a sword cultivator."

Jin Zhaoheng turned a blind eye to the two familiar Frost Arrow magical powers, and the only thing he was on guard against was the cyan sword energy that pierced the sky.

Although he could dismiss the meager sword intent contained in this sword energy, the mixed power still brought him a great threat.

This shows that the level of swordsmanship practiced by Chen Ping is not low, and he should have broken through to the realm of Dacheng.

"I will let you understand today that the gap between the third step of sword cultivation and the second step cannot be made up by one or two profound-grade swordsmanship!"

Jin Zhaoheng smiled coldly, raised the golden blue spiritual sword in his hand to cut horizontally, streams of mysterious spiritual power poured in, and the sword body shattered with a "bang" after the rays of light radiated, sprinkled light all over the body, and in the blink of an eye, Transformed into a galaxy ribbon.

And he himself melted into the Milky Way quickly, like a piece of sunken ice thrown into a volcano, and the sword and human features could no longer be distinguished.

In the middle of the sky, the golden and blue light swords reappeared on the plate whizzing by the Milky Way, several times larger than the original body, surrounded by layers of phantoms, which are endless.

Then, the phantom of the two-color spirit sword that filled the sky seemed to come alive, spinning and dancing around the outline of the body, and in an instant, the entire sky was illuminated by the sword light into golden and blue dreamy colors.

"Destroy."

Following a vague will from the lightsaber, the finally formed sword shadow turned into a moving sword mound, and without dodging, it collided forcefully with Qinglian's sword energy that followed.

A scene beyond everyone's expectations appeared.

The two sword qi with completely different attributes did not make an earth-shattering bang. Instead, there was an inaudible "bang", and a "hard shell" bound by golden spiritual power condensed on the surface of the stegosaurus. Under the continuous impact, the collapse disappeared on the spot.

The two ice arrow spells released by Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao performed even more unbearably. After only one breath, they were cut into countless ice slags and fell on the bluestone slab on the ground, smashing densely packed feet deep. Small pit.

"Is this the power of the unity of man and sword?"

Standing on a palace tile platform hundreds of feet away, Chen Ping was shocked, staring at the incomparable golden and blue lightsaber, his black eyes sparkling.

He has already seen that Jin Zhaoheng's swordsmanship is at most low-level Xuanpin, and it is not as good as the Qinglian Sixteen-cut Sword Art he has mastered.

But even so, the sword shadow also forcibly broke his condensed sword dragon, and then looked at the mysterious sword mound standing high in the sky, which was like a vision from the sky, only one corner was missing.

It can be seen from this that the gap between the state of sword heart like soul and the state of unity of human sword is so big that it really cannot be described clearly in just a few words.

Licking his chapped lips, Chen Ping's heart became hotter and fiercer.

If he also advances to the third level of Sword Cultivation, his supernatural powers will skyrocket immediately, and he will be invincible under half a step of Jindan.

"The boy from the Jin family seems to have not stepped on the sword for more than a hundred years. How did he comprehend the unity of human and sword?"

Chen Ping frowned, and then secretly smiled.

It seems that Jin Zhaoheng is going to be captured alive. Once Tianxiao's soul search technique is performed, the secret will no longer be a secret.

He didn't believe that this person could have the same ability to change memories as the Sky Vine.

"Chen Ping, Jin's promise just now still counts, as long as you stop and leave."

The colorful golden and blue lightsaber floated in the air, and the sharp point of the sword pointed directly at Chen Ping, and sent out a thought.

"This is the aura of Jin Zhaoheng's spiritual consciousness."

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he pretended to be thinking about it with a hesitant face, but the spirit villain in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly opened his eyes, separated a strand of consciousness and wrapped it around the lightsaber silently.

In just a short while, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed across his eyes, and he couldn't sense the existence of Jin Zhaoheng's spirit.

Could it be that the third level of sword cultivation is not only the unity of body and body, but even the spirit and soul can be integrated into the natal spirit sword without revealing any flaws?

Chen Ping's face turned ugly. His divine consciousness, which was originally dominant, was completely useless against Jin Zhaoheng, who was in a state of human-sword fusion. Where this would be is still unknown.

On the other side, Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao saw Jin Zhaoheng's human-sword fusion, although they didn't dare to confront him head-on, they didn't sit still, and each used their Taoist weapons to attack the spirit ship frantically.

A mouthless vial and a water-blue flying knife, every time it falls, shakes the white shield, making the light and darkness uncertain.

If it weren't for the twenty foundation-building monks on the deck who were always there with their hands on the shield to replenish their mana, they might have broken through countless times.

What's more, these two high-grade Taoist artifacts were originally Pu Liuhuan and Wood and Stone Saints, but they were not completely refined by Gong Lingshan and the others, and they have only exerted half of their power at present.

"Brother Chen, Jin Laojiu's state of unity of human and sword can't last long. The last time it was about sixty breaths."

After taking some time, Fan Yiqiao reminded him secretly through sound transmission.

"Older Fan will bully the younger generation, it's not good to be my seat!"

Jin Zhaoheng snorted coldly, but there was no movement of the spirit sword, but the next moment, the space on the surface of the city wall fluctuated together, and a series of golden halos turned into sharp blades with the length of arms suddenly rushed out, accompanied by a strange sound. to the street below.

There, four Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Broken Star Gate held spiritual weapons and were covered in blood, slaughtering the residents of the city.

With a few "puff puffs", in front of these golden blades, the shields, defensive spirit weapons, or talismans on their bodies were as fragile as paper, and they were easily chopped open one after another, followed by a miserable death. The wailing came out almost at the same time, and the four of them, together with their spiritual weapons, instantly turned into fly ash and disappeared without a trace.

"Our sect's information is correct, and Jin Laojiu personally suppressed the eyes of the guard formation."

Fan Yiqiao's heart shuddered, and he put all his energy into approaching his disciples slowly to prevent Jin Zhaoheng from repeating his old tricks.

　Thanks to Lan Youyou for the reward of Haiyan ten thousand coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)