Mount Hua Sword Qi

Mount Hua Sword Qi Chapter 223

ka-cha! ! !

Dazzling black light and white light shone in all directions, and under the ripples of the aftermath, the space seemed to shatter like a mirror at this moment.

Suddenly, the complexion greatly changed.

The two were deadlocked for only a few breaths, and his lore punch actually fell to the disadvantage.

Perceiving the fist strength becoming weaker and weaker, and perceiving the terrifying sword edge, the rain mountain sect was extremely terrified.

How is that possible—? !

In this head-to-head matchup, his lore punch actually lost to an Innate Martial Artist? ?

Don't wait for him to think, bang!

The dark Demon God's fist was pierced by the snow-white sword light, shattered and dissipated.

sword light keep moving forward.

Seeing that the rain mountain sect division was about to be pierced by the snow-white sword light, but at this most critical moment.

The rain mountain sect broke out all the Divine Sense suddenly, and laid a wisp of Divine Sense barrier in front of him.

In an instant, sword light seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, slightly stopped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the rain mountain sect master rotates the True Qi in his body at an extreme speed, preparing to dodge this sword first.

However, Chen Xinzhu managed to create this lore chance, how could it be possible for him to escape easily.

When! when! when!

The crisp bell sounded, and a mysterious wave instantly enveloped the rain mountain sect division.

In an instant, the rain mountain sect felt a force far beyond the level of Grandmaster, grandiose was like the starry sky above Nine Heavens, and it seemed to crush him into ashes!

"What is this?!"

The soul was affected by the soul-shaking bell, and the body of the rain mountain sect froze in place, and he exclaimed in shock. .

At this moment, he just felt dizzy and dazed.

"Dao Soldier! This is a Taoist Soldier!"

Looking at the soul-shaking bell that was floating in front of Chen Xinzhu, shaking gently, the rain mountain sect swarmed endlessly in his heart. Endless despair.

At this moment, he courage entirely to break, and his scalp almost exploded.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the snow-white sword light was like a shooting star, tearing through the air, making a shrill whistling sound, and falling headfirst.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! !

Dazzling white fills the vision of the rain mountain sect.

If his Divine Sense is sufficient, he might be able to resist.

But under the condition that both True Qi and Divine Sense were severely depleted, and his soul was fixed by the soul-shaking bell, he had lost all the ability to resist, and could only watch the sword light come.

"Benzong is unwilling to——!!!"

The mournful scream just sounded, and the silhouette of the rain mountain sect was instantly pierced by the snow-white sword light.

Boom! ! !

Amid the loud explosion, the wind was blowing and the dust was flying.

The snow fell, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a huge ravine over a thousand meters long suddenly appeared on the mountain peak.

It was just the remnants of the sword light passing through the body, which caused such a catastrophe.

The power of the Grandmaster is so terrifying.

"Phew..."

He let out a heavy breath, Chen Xinzhu looked at the rain mountain sect who fell on the ground in the distance, no longer making a sound, and couldn't help sighed in relief. .

Win--! !

He couldn't hold on any longer, and with a thud, he fell on his back.

"Huh...huh..."

Although this battle was short, it was not at all dangerous.

Fortunately, everything went well.

Heaven Severing Drawing Sword Technique is worthy of the Absolute Art of black clothed seniors across the starry sky.

might of a single sword, not only completely unified all his power, but also broke out 120% formidable power.

"Three souls and Heaven Severing Drawing Sword Technique, I already have the strength of Peak Grandmaster in a short time."

"However, this is far from enough... ”

Thinking of the misfortune before, and thinking of Gao Xiaoguo's passing face, Chen Xinzhu couldn't help but feel sad.

"Xiaoguo..."

...

Kilometers away, the white-robed Monster King stood on the top of a tree with a face full of disbelief .

"This, this, this..."

"The kid from Yushan's family died like this??"

A famous Human Race Grandmaster, just died like this? ?

Monster King in the white robe is somewhat ironic.

He hurried all the way, but just wanted a piece of the pie, but didn't expect him to see such a shocking scene.

At this moment, looking at the thousands-long gully, the white-robed Monster King couldn't help but guess Chen Xinzhu's identity in his heart.

"So terrifying Sword Art, is it the Mount Hua Sect Sect Master??"

Influenced by preconceived impressions, he never thought that Chen Xinzhu was just an Innate Realm Martial Artist, but thought Chen Xinzhu was Human Race's Sword Dao Sect division.

"However, it seems that both sides suffer..."

Looking away from the ravine, the white-robed Monster King looked towards Chen Xinzhu lying on the ground, his eyes flashing A hint of bloodlust.

With his strength, he can still see clearly even if he is a thousand meters away.

Although Chen Xinzhu won this battle, his state was not very good.

When the sandpiper and the clam fight each other, it's the fisherman who benefits.

This seems like a great opportunity?

Thinking of this, the white-robed Monster King was a little excited.

Especially, when he remembered the scene he saw before, the black bell, he was even more excited.

"Is that a Taoist soldier? It must be a Taoist soldier!"

"Call..."

put out a long breath, the white-robed Monster King Calm down, the light in his eyes flows.

"Let's try it out first."

Divine Sense spread out, and the white-robed Monster King looked towards the Monster General not far away, hiding under the hillside, with cold eyes.

"It's you."

...

"Hu..."

He let out a long breath, Chen Xinzhu Take a medicine pill from the sling ring and take it.

Perceiving the empty dantian and the exhausted body, he knew very well that now was not the time to rest assured.

In his current state, any Acquired Realm Martial Artist could kill him, not to mention, those who enter the Third Layer of the ruins are experts among experts.

He can't resist a random person or demon.

"Exhale..."

Inhale and exhale, with the help of medicine pill, Chen Xinzhu worked hard to regain his strength.

It doesn't take long, just one minute, and he can get back on his feet.

When the time comes, put away the spills of war, and he hides in the dark great hall in front of him.

Injury will never come out without full recovery.

Just one minute! !

...

Poppa pata!

Footsteps sounded, someone came.

"Hey!"

Sighing inwardly, Chen Xinzhu felt helpless.

He also knew that the movement in the previous battle was a bit loud, and it was likely to attract the "oriole" behind.

However, just one minute, just one minute.

He will be able to retire.

Now, it seems that we can only give up spills of war.

Thinking of this makes Chen Xinzhu a pity.

That's the life-long collection of a Grandmaster in the world, plus the harvest in this ruin.

I am afraid it is a very great wealth.

Perhaps, several Innate Realm Martial Artists can be created.

"Hey!"

Sighing inwardly again, Chen Xinzhu secretly took out the Shifting Talisman.

It's a pity to lose the spills of war, but life is the most important thing. At worst, wait for the injury to recover before going to grab it back.

Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu raised his head slightly and looked towards the coming person.

He wanted to see which lucky "oriole" stole his spills of war.

"Hmm-?!!"