"Damn it, I fell into a trap!"

Seeing everything in front of him, Nie Pingchuan reacted immediately.

Subconsciously I want to mobilize the spiritual energy in my body.

Restrict Ye Chen's movements.

However, the next moment, the sudden pressure suddenly suppressed Nie Pingchuan in place.

The latter was caught off guard.

Suddenly he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

But when he raised his head again, the expression on his face was already a little distorted.

"This guy really made a breakthrough!"

Nie Pingchuan's voice became colder and colder, and the fire of illusion slowly burned in his palms.

If it was just now, he was just guessing.

But now, he has clearly confirmed that Ye Chen has exceeded the strength of the third-level quasi-holy king.

Moreover, some new power seemed to appear on the other party.

Completely suppress him.

No matter the spirit or pressure.

There was an incomparable feeling.

It seemed as if Ye Chen was far beyond this realm now and had widened the gap with them.

But at this moment.

Ye Chen had no time to pay attention to them.

The spiritual energy within the body surged, leading everyone in Burning Sky Valley towards the passage.

And in his hands.

The sect seal of Fentian Valley has also been prepared.

Just touch the entrance of the passage.

He can use the sect to enter the second level.

While Ye Chen was thinking.

The entrance is already in sight.

Seeing the hope getting closer and closer, a smile suddenly broke out on Ye Chen's face.

However, just as the latter was about to reach its destination.

A figure suddenly stopped in front of Ye Chen.

Upon closer inspection, it was Nie Pingchuan.

I saw that he was holding the fire of illusion, and his eyes were flashing with coldness.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen, you really surprised me."

"Not only did the Fire of Illusion fail to burn you to death, you actually got the opportunity to break through to the third level Quasi-Saint King."

"Should I say you are lucky, or should I say you are too lucky to survive?"

Said.

Nie Pingchuan held his right hand empty, and a black blade suddenly appeared in his hand.

I saw him raising the black blade and pointing it directly at Ye Chen.

"I'll give you two choices. Hand over the sect's seal and opportunity. There will still be a chance for discussion between us."

"Otherwise, I don't mind cutting off your head and hanging it on the Holy City."

Listening to Nie Pingchuan's provocation.

Nie Pingchuan sneered and took a step forward slowly.

He stretched his neck with a bit of arrogance, and then slowly spoke.

"Want to kill me?

You can try."

"When I was weak, you couldn't kill me, but now I have a breakthrough."

"You just think you can still fight with me."

Before Ye Chen could finish speaking.

But Nie Pingchuan took the lead.

He directly raised the black blade and slashed at the opponent.

"So much nonsense."

"Suffer death!"

With a roar.

Nie Pingchuan's blade was immediately covered with a layer of false fire.

This is the result of his latest practice.

Using weapons as nourishment, the false fire obtained by burning the Flame Heart can greatly enhance the effectiveness of weapons.

Enough to put the black blade in your hand.

Exhibit a power that far exceeds the rank.

Although this method will burn out the black blade in a short time.

But as long as I can get the treasure from Ye Chen.

Everything is worth it!

As Nie Pingchuan's attack came, Ye Chen quickly summoned the Demonic Pestle from the Sky to fight back.

However, after the handover of troops from both sides.

Something strange suddenly appeared on Ye Chen's expression.

I saw him looking in Nie Pingchuan's direction strangely.

Also, the black blade in his hand.

When they fought just now, he clearly felt the power coming from the opponent's weapon.

It is comparable to the demonic pestle dropped from the sky!

But the demon pestle dropped from the sky was the magic weapon that killed the demon ancestor Rahu.

Although it has been eroded by the years, now only the strength of the third-order quasi-holy king level remains.

But no matter what, this won't happen.

unless.

The opponent's black blade is of the same quality as the Demonic Pestle descended from the sky.

But at this moment.

Nie Pingchuan on the other side seemed to understand Ye Chen's thoughts.

Slowly raised the black blade in his hand.

Then, he grinned.

"What, you see the problem?"

"Are you wondering how my mediocre black blade can resist your power?"

"Yes, Black Blade can only barely reach the quasi-holy king level standard."

"But with the blessing of the Fire of Illusion, he is enough to reach the same level as me."

"Although it can only last for a short fifteen minutes, it is most sufficient."

The words are over.

Nie Pingchuan waved his hand fiercely.

Beside him, dozens of black blades suddenly appeared, all burning with the fire of illusion.

"What's more, I don't only have one of these weapons!"

Looking at the sky full of black blades.

A complicated expression suddenly appeared on Ye Chen's face.

I didn't expect that Nie Pingchuan still had such a trump card.
To be continued...