Click ~

Click ~

The entire land of the ancient city of Divine Light made a rustling sound at this moment. Under the terrifying pressure in the sky, cracks spread out, expanding and stretching with the naked eye.

By the side of the street, Chu He looked up at Feng Wuchang in the sky with his eyes flat. He took a step forward, and the space in front of him was twisted, and his whole person disappeared from the spot.

"Space Secret Method?"

In the air, Feng Wuchang's pupils shrank, and at this moment, a big hand like steel broke through the space and grabbed it at his original location.

"Taibai Sword Qi!"

This big hand came too fast, and he had no time to react when he was almost there, so in desperation, he could only slash with one sword.

A dazzling white gold sword light burst out and turned into a sword shadow dozens of meters long and directly knocked down.

But the palm did not dodge or avoid it, and it directly pinched hard, and the air around it was thrust out with a loud bang. The sharp and terrifying sword energy was no exception. It was pinched into rays of light, and it burst into between the fingers of the palm.

The time is very short.

But in this short period of time, it was enough for Feng Wuchang to keep the distance.

In the air, Chu He tore open the space and walked out of it.

He looked at Feng Wuchang with a playful look, and a sarcastic look appeared on the corner of his mouth. He chuckled and said, "I escaped quite quickly."

"escape?"

Feng Wuchang's face was cold. Although he was angry at Chu He's ridicule, he was very rationally restrained.

Because Chu He's strength is not as weak as he imagined, it should not be underestimated by this unexpected space secret technique.

But as the Supreme Elder of Tai'a Sect, he had met countless powerful enemies in his life, and he was the only one who survived in the end.

Fearless.

"No one can force me to escape. Even the ancient sages, my sword will still be cut down." Feng Wuchang raised his hand gently and spread his right hand. Suddenly, a blood-colored sword appeared in his hand.

The sword was thin and sharp, and it was like a transparent blood crystal, and it seemed to have flickering patterns. On the surface, sharp sword lights flowed, rising like flames.

"You have to be careful of this sword." On the shoulder, the little turtle glanced and sent a voice: "With your current realm, this sword poses a great threat to you."

"Maybe!" Chu He smiled, but his expression was always calm.

Although he is now carrying a philosophical mask, he has not moved his power. All he shows is his original cultivation.

After all, the purpose of coming here is to sharpen yourself and seek breakthroughs. If you can use the treasures, try not to use them.

So, compared with Feng Wuchang, Chu He now has a very different realm and strength.

As soon as Feng Wuchang's sword appeared, it gave him a sense of danger. When he looked at the sword, he felt as if his heart was cut by countless sword lights, which was extremely dazzling.

"I will win." Chu He said to himself.

This is not arrogance, but a kind of confidence in oneself.

high altitude.

The wind was blowing, and the clouds rolled, and the two stood in the high clouds and looked at each other.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Feng Wuchang's eyes narrowed, and the sword in his hand trembled gently and slashed directly at Chu He.

He turned into a ball of sword light, slashing across the sky at a speed that transcended the light, and the entire world seemed to be shredded by this cross-cut sword light.

The clouds rolled, and the terrifying sword light divided the clouds in the sky into two. The vast fluctuations of divine power shook the many practitioners in the city below.

"Is this Feng Wuchang's current strength?" In the Shenguang Pavilion, the white elder looked at the high altitude in the distance with a serious expression, with a strong look of shock in his eyes.

He is quite familiar with Feng Wuchang, and naturally understands Feng Wuchang's strength. But now it seems that Feng Wuchang's current realm is much more terrifying than he imagined. This sword that cuts through the sky, even the holy masters of some holy places and ancient families, dare not underestimate it.

"It is worthy of being the holy son of Tai'a Sect back then, and Feng Wuchang, the current Taibai swordsman."

"I wonder if Newton can hold on to this sword!"

...

The sword light passed by in the sky, and in a short moment, Feng Wuchang had already appeared on the other side of Boss Chu.

He was wearing a gray robe and stood there, gently wiping his sword, and said indifferently: "You can't even catch my sword, you disappointed me."

As he said that, he was about to take back the sword and turn around and leave.

Because in his heart, Chu He was dead, his sword passed by, not only cutting off Chu He's vitality, but also shattering Chu He's soul.

"A good sword."

At this moment, Chu He, who was motionless in the sky, suddenly spoke. He turned around and looked at Feng Wuchang with a calm expression and said, "It's a pity that it's still a little short."

"Otherwise, I can cut my skin."

As he spoke, he gently raised his arm, and a long white seal was clearly printed on his arm, which was a sword mark.

"impossible!"

Feng Wuchang's expression changed, and the sword he was proud of did not even cut off Chu He's skin.

You know, his sword is extremely sharp, he drinks blood, and has been washed with the blood of sages, and nothing can be cut. In addition, his move to transform into a sword light is enough to be arrogant to the same level.

With the addition of the two, the power doubles, and I don’t know how many opponents fall under this sword.

But now he has not even cut off Chu He's skin. How is this possible?

"nothing is impossible!"

Chu He walked step by step, stepping on the void, and strolling in the waves.

"Since you have used the strongest move, it's my turn."

As he said that, he raised his fist gently and punched him down.

A plain punch seemed to be without any magic, but his expression changed drastically when it fell into Feng Wuchang's eyes. Feng Wuchang directly drew out the long sword, and endless sword lights passed through his hand, and a terrifying long river of sword energy was shrouded in the sky, intertwined and destroyed.

"die."

Chu He spoke coldly, and punched like the sky, and directly broke through layers of sword energy blocking, hitting Feng Wuchang's body.

Bang ~

Feng Wuchang's body shook, and then exploded with a bang, turning into a blood mist all over the sky.

One punch, bombardment.

The blood mist in the sky was sprinkled, and each strand seemed to be as heavy as a mountain, and each strand seemed to contain endless sword energy. Just one strand, a house was crushed, and just one stranded the ground, and a hole of dozens of meters in size was strangled out.

In the entire ancient city of Shenguang, many places were shattered by the falling blood mist, the soil was splashed, and the pits were bumpy and everywhere.

"Dead?"

"How is it possible? Kill with one punch."

"This...this...this...this is simply...this is terrible~"

Below, many people watching the battle secretly looked shocked and unbelievable.

In the Shenguang Pavilion, the white elder even glared out his eyes. He thought it was a battle of equal proportion, but in a short time, he was killed instantly.

It was too fast, too fast, and he couldn't believe it was true even when it was almost over.

"This Newton...is really...is really..."

His mouth trembled, and he talked for a long time but couldn't say it out.

That is an existence at the Immortal Three Dao-Slaying Dao level. With one punch, just one punch, it was completely blown up.

"No, the elders of the sect are coming soon!"

Elder Bai's face changed. He suddenly remembered that several elders of Wanjie Sect and several elders of Tai A Sect would come today. However, Feng Wuchang had a strong cultivation level, so he arrived first. They were still behind.

Thinking of this, his face looked ugly.
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