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

Although there seems to be no Nascent Soul Realm powerful person in the Yuanyan Islands cultivation world, there are still as many as twenty or thirty Jindan monks.

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

"coming!"

Gong Lingshan, Fan Yiqiao, and Chen Ping each used the secret method of flying. After ten miles away, they all stopped in unison and raised their heads to look up at the sky.

I saw a white light spot about ten feet in diameter lighting up on the horizon, gradually approaching the center.

Its speed was extremely fast, and soon it rushed from the edge of the inner city like a rampage. A closer look revealed that it was actually a small spiritual ship that was almost the same in appearance as the Xianliu. The whole thing looked like a small spiritual ship made of jade, but it appeared

It's a gentle cyan color.

The outer wall of the ship is painted with dozens of patterns of monsters, and hundreds of luminous pearls are scattered and inlaid in it. It is extremely luxurious. From a jade pillar standing at the stern of the ship, a white light shield is continuously released to wrap the spiritual ship inside.

At this moment, the deck of the spiritual ship was filled with a large group of monks who were waiting in formation. The leader was a burly man in white robes, about thirty years old.

There was a gold and blue broad sword suspended next to him. The pressure it exuded was only at the level of an ordinary middle-grade Taoist weapon, but it gave Chen Ping and the others an extremely dangerous feeling.

"A Taoist weapon that contains the meaning of the sword."

Chen Ping's solemn gaze shrank, this majestic white-robed man was naturally Jin Zhaoheng.

And that spiritual sword that made him tremble must be a natal magic weapon that is integrated with the human sword, otherwise it would never be possible to convey such a strong sword intention.

Fortunately, Jin Zhaoheng's mana fluctuations were still at the early stage of Yuan Dan. If it had been one higher level, today's battle would have been troublesome.

After all, the power of a middle-grade Taoist weapon contaminated with sword intent is far beyond what magic weapons of the same level can match.

"Fellow Daoist Chen."

Jin Zhaoheng pulled up his sleeves and clasped his fists in a salute, directly ignored the two Yuan Dan from Broken Star Sect, and said to Chen Ping in a nonchalant manner: "Jin is puzzled, what is it about this sect that makes us so angry?"

Haichang, or Taoist fellow Taoist who was bewitched by Fan Yiqiao, why did you kill Jin Rui after a disagreement? Jin asked himself that he is the same person as you. Over the past hundreds of years, the Broken Star Sect has exploited lower-level forces such as us more and more outrageously. Jin

Someone is forced to stand up and resist. Fellow Daoist Chen must not help Zhou do his evil deeds."

After listening to him quietly, Chen Ping smiled blankly and said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Jin is so powerful that he did such a cowardly act of persuading someone before the battle. This is not the style of a sword cultivator."

Despite the peaceful conversation between the two, this was actually the first time they met face to face.

Previously, when the Jin family set up a trap to besiege Gong Lingshan at the auction house, Jin Zhaoheng used the power of Yuandan sword cultivation to brutally kill Sihai, the former Taishang Elder of Broken Star Sect, and sent the photo beads that recorded the scene through the small moving array.

Wanli, since then, the two parties have completely broken apart.

Later, Chen Ping never set foot in Jinrui City again. Therefore, it was his first close contact with the two chief cultivators who were obviously not far apart from each other on the family's main island.

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

Jin Zhaoheng smiled and said calmly: "As long as Fellow Daoist Chen changes sides today, Jin is willing to sign a thick contract with you, hand over 70% of the sea area under the rule of Broken Star Sect, and maintain good relations with Haichang for generations to avoid infringement.

What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

After a pause, he raised his hand to somewhere in the air and said in a thunderous voice: "Same goes for Fellow Daoist Fang. If you and I don't help each other, Jin will immediately donate 500,000 spiritual stones, and you can choose ten first-level islands under his command.

"

"Hey, fellow Taoist Jin, please stop doing useless work."

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

After three breaths, Fang Chuwu also showed no reaction. He only concentrated on breaking the formation and proved his attitude with his actions.

Seeing this scene, Jin Zhaoheng finally lost his previous calmness, and his expression was as gloomy as eternal ice.

Many of the conditions he proposed were not completely sincere, and I don't know what benefits Fan Yiqiao promised, but the two of them were so firm.

"Jin Laojiu, your death has come!"

Fan Yiqiao suddenly felt refreshed, laughed ruefully, and in tacit agreement, he and Gong Lingshan jumped several times with their ice bows, blocking the spirit ships one by one.

Jin Zhaoheng's sincere actions and words, but little did he know that in the eyes of a few people, he was just a clown.

After the destruction of the Deng and Pu tribes, Chen Ping was the biggest owner of vested interests.

The Chen family, which occupied Kongming Island, would not and would not dare to covet the territory of his Broken Star Sect again, unless Chen Ping was so greedy for profit that he didn't care about the fear of Lan Yue Sect.

In addition, he was extremely reassured by Fang Chuwu.

He, Fan Yiqiao, lived to be more than four hundred years old. He was the only close friend who had been entrusted with life and death. Without the temptation of important treasures such as the fourth-level realm-breaking elixir and the third-level pill of falling away, it was unlikely that he would betray him easily.

"Pinglang, Jin Zhaoheng is the culprit who killed Lingshan's grandfather. Today we are going to avenge him!"

Gong Lingshan said it bluntly, but the murderous intention in her words was undoubtedly revealed.

When he suddenly heard the title from her mouth, Jin Zhaoheng immediately understood why Chen Ping and Broken Star Gate were colluding, and he knew that these two people had become a Taoist couple.

Knowing that he could no longer be kind, Jin Zhaoheng tiptoed, took the initiative to break through the shield and left the deck, and shouted loudly: "Disciples, take the order and follow me to kill the invading enemies. Contribution points will be doubled!"

"Please follow the instructions of the Supreme Elder."

Inside the spirit ship, there was a uniform response, but it seemed a little lackluster.

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

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

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

Your energy is almost exhausted!

For a time, the morale of the Ni Xing Sect dropped sharply, and an atmosphere of defeat without a fight unconsciously hovered around the cultivators.

The foundation building of the Jin family was still good, and they released magic weapons one after another with the thought of facing death. However, most of the elders with other surnames had the idea of ​​​​escape, and were ready to break out and find a way out.

"Kill those who run away from battle, kill those who do not obey orders, and kill those who do not try their best to destroy the enemy!"

As if he could see the thoughts of some elders of the sect, Jin Zhaoheng looked cold and emphasized fiercely.

The disciples who were swept away by him immediately fell silent and hurriedly released the magic weapons and talismans, at least on the surface they looked loyal.

However, just before Jin Zhaoheng finished speaking, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared above his head, and a violent sword energy dozens of feet long appeared.

The energy of this sword is as light as jade, its evil intent is soaring to the sky, it is unparalleled in its concentration, and it cuts down without any ceremony.

From the other side, two fluorescent ice arrows also shot quickly, aiming at his heart and Dantian respectively.

After slashing out with the Green Lotus Sword Style, Chen Ping's face instantly turned pale, as if half of his mana had been drained out, and with a flash of light in his hand, the Pure Yang Sword returned to its original size and slowly fell down.

It's not that Chen Ping was pretending to be weak, this blow indeed consumed nearly 20% of his mana, and it was almost the strongest swordsmanship he had mastered so far.

His plan was very simple, which was to force Jin Zhaoheng to use the combination of human and sword to resist.

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

It’s not easy to meet a sword cultivator who is in the realm of the unity of man and sword, so I can observe him first and second, and maybe he will gain some insights.

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

"You are also a swordsman."

Jin Zhaoheng turned a blind eye to the two familiar ice arrow magical powers. The only thing that made him take precautions was the cyan sword energy that penetrated 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 and the second step of sword cultivation cannot be bridged by one or two Xuanpin sword skills!"

Jin Zhaoheng smiled coldly, raised the golden blue spiritual sword in his hand and cut it horizontally, and mysterious spiritual power poured into it. The sword body radiated with light and then shattered with a "bang". Dots of light spread all over the body in the blink of an eye.

Transformed into a galaxy ribbon.

And he himself quickly melted into the Milky Way, like a piece of ice thrown into a volcano, and the characteristics of the sword and the human were no longer distinguishable.

In mid-air, the galactic roaring plate, the gold and blue light sword reappeared, several times larger than the original body, surrounded by layers of shadows superimposed on each other, making it endless.

Then, the two-color spirit sword shadow that filled the sky seemed to come to life, spinning and dancing around the outline of the main body. In an instant, the entire sky was illuminated by the sword light and turned into a dreamy color of gold and blue.

"Destroy."

As a vague will came from the lightsaber, the sword shadow finally took shape and turned into a moving sword tomb. It did not dodge and collided hard with the Qinglian sword energy that followed.

A scene that exceeded everyone's expectations appeared.

The two sword energies with completely different attributes did not make an earth-shattering noise when they clashed. Instead, there was an inaudible "bang" sound, and a "hard shell" bound by golden spiritual power condensed on the surface of the sword dragon. Finally, under the sword shadow,

Under continuous impact, it collapsed and disappeared on the spot.

The two ice arrow spells released by Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao were even more unbearable. They only lasted for one breath before they were cut into countless ice shards and fell to the bluestone on the ground, creating dense ice arrows.

Small pit.

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

Standing on the tiled platform of a palace a hundred feet away, Chen Ping had a face full of shock, staring intently at the invincible golden-blue light sword, his black eyes gleaming in the depths of his eyes.

He has already seen that the swordsmanship practiced by Jin Zhaoheng is at the lower level of Xuanpin, which is even worse than the Qinglian Sixteen Sword Sword Techniques he has mastered.

But despite this, the sword shadow also broke the condensed sword dragon abruptly. Looking at the mysterious sword tomb that stood high in the sky and looked like a vision descending from the sky, only one corner was missing.

It can be seen from this that the gap between the Sword Heart as Soul Realm and the Human-Sword Fusion Realm is so huge that it cannot be described clearly in just a few words.
To be continued...