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Three hundred and seventieth chapters all the means(2/2)

Qi Yuan obviously also saw Tong Shengrong's actions, his expression flashed sharply, and he endured his displeasure and discussed with Chen Ping again: "Please give me a reply immediately!"

"What Taoist fellow Taoist Qi Yuan said is very good."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, then suddenly paused and said coldly: "But you still have to die!"

When the last word fell, he had already thrown the Pure Yang Sword into the air, and then a mysterious scene appeared.

A slanting and rotating sword shadow was created out of thin air from the position where his feet started and ended in his dantian. With each turn, Chen Ping's body became lighter.

In just the blink of an eye, his entire body seemed to be invisible air, blending into the Pure Yang Sword above.

"Man and sword unite!"

Di Yaoxian was stunned for a moment, and then he was filled with surprises.

Naturally, I was shocked to see with my own eyes the process of man-sword integration.

You must know that such a young third-step sword cultivator is definitely rare in the world.

In the sea area around the Chen family, two third-level monks appeared one after another, and it was unknown whether they had some great luck.

What made him ecstatic was Chen Ping's firm attitude.

From his standpoint, he definitely hoped to kill Qi Yuan and avoid future troubles forever.

"Fellow Daoist Di, don't hold back anymore. I can't maintain my sword-turned-sword state for long. You must kill Qi Yuan within fifteen breaths!"

The ancient green long sword stood far away, and Chen Ping sent out an emotionless thought.

According to his code of conduct, strong enemies like Qi Yuan who might break through the golden elixir should either not be provoked or killed, and there is no such thing as conciliation and giving up.

Moreover, this man had countless possessions, and Chen Ping was determined to get them.

If you are dissuaded from your original intention by his few words, then you might as well stop entering the world of cultivation. It would be safer to hide in the deep mountains and wait for your lifespan to run out.

"good!"

Di Yaoxian responded loudly, his wrinkled face glowing with energy.

The next moment, the fire world automatically opened a long and narrow opening, and a green shadow flew into the sea of ​​​​fire and stood beside Di Yaoxian.

"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty! If you can see my amazing skills before you die, you won't have lived in this world in vain!"

Qi Yuan's face was extremely ugly. He glanced coldly at the Chunyang Sword opposite him. His sleeves and robes shook in anger, and a ball of blue light shot out. After circling, the object stopped on his shoulder.

chest.

In the green light were neatly arranged ancient scrolls, eight in total, exquisite and miniaturized. Judging from the appearance alone, there was no difference at all.

Each scroll is shimmering with a strange black energy, and just one glance at it makes people tremble with fear.

"What is this?"

Chen Ping and Di Yao's hearts tightened, and they became surprised and suspicious at the same time.

Both of them had searched for the disciples of Qi Yuan Lao Dao, but they had no impression of these scrolls.

This shows that this object must be Qi Yuan's magical power at the bottom of the box, and even his disciples don't know about it.

Of course, the two of them did not idle and let Qi Yuan cast spells.

A green lotus melted rapidly on the Pure Yang Sword. This time, not only the sword energy derived from it, but also the main body increased several times.

Chen Ping used his hand as a sword, and with a slight stroke, a huge green sword shadow swept straight down.

"Bang"

"Bang"

The water drop shield surrounding Qi Yuan seemed to be indestructible before, but with such a simple sweep of the Pure Yang Sword, it continuously made deafening noises and exploded one after another.

Before the half-breath period was over, half of the fifty-six Qimen beads were immediately broken into pieces. The formation was in chaos, the fragments were scattered everywhere, and the shield began to shake.

The power of the Green Lotus Sword Technique when transformed into a sword surpassed that of the Nine Yang True Fire Comb by several degrees, which made Chen Ping very satisfied in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, leave the remaining beads to me."

Immortal Di Yao's eyes flashed fiercely, and he clenched his teeth and patted the storage ring with his hand, and a purple dharma plate suddenly appeared.

"Isn't this Deng Fengcheng's Xuance Pan?"

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he saw Di Yao Xian backhand, and the purple magic disk did not retreat but moved forward, directly facing the bead, and at the moment when it was about to make contact, it exploded with a wail.

The huge shocking explosion even caused violent fluctuations in the space. After the smoke, only five intact beads were left.

It seemed that due to the serious decrease in the number of beads, it could no longer support the formation of the shield, and Qi Yuan's body was immediately exposed to the sea of ​​fire.

“Well done fellow Di Taoist!”
Chapter completed!
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