No matter how much mana power Pei Yan injected, cracks still appeared "crunched" and "crunched", and then shattered and destroyed.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, your sword heart has no spirituality! If the sword has no spirit, there is no intention!"

"Wrong, your sword moves are all defenses, but they are inferior."

Chen Ping smiled gloomyly and returned the bitter words that Pei Yan taught his junior brother a lesson.

"Senior brother..."

He Yongming choked up in dissatisfaction and felt deeply moved.

"He wants to kill me?"

Seeing Luo Sheng's sword shooting forward towards Dantian, Pei Yan was shocked and quickly opened his mouth and sprayed a white porcelain cup.

After the white cup turned, his body size soared hundreds of times, protecting Pei Yan under him.

He killed and fell with one sword, but Chen Ping was forced back dozens of miles by the recoil force.

This white porcelain cup is actually a precious and top-quality defensive spirit treasure.

"Your surnamed Pei, you are called "not polite to be a martial artsman. If you fight a sword, you can throw other magical powers!"

Chen Ping was furious and grabbed the backhand, and the broken sky tower soared and pressed down.

...

"Senior Han is too strong. He is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, so he has no power to fight back under his palm."

"That's right, how can my ancestor of Wunian Sect be compared to ordinary people at the same level?"

The scene of Chen Ping suppressing Pei Yan's attack made Wan Xiu sigh.

Especially the disciples of Wunian Sect, they became even more excited.

In the world of cultivation, only strength is the capital to conquer everything.

After this battle, Chen Ping's prestige in Wunian Sect soared, second only to the first cultivator Liu Yuze.

"Qiurong, after you go back, you add the information of fellow Daoist Han to the Nascent Soul List, and the ranking is 85th, surpassing Pei Yan's sixth place."

Fan Xinglun casually ordered.

The casual cultivator Yu Haoying and Zhu Zhenjun from Yusha Palace looked at each other, looking ugly.

The Fancang Yuanying List was jointly announced by several top chambers of commerce in the entire sea area. It shares information with each other and is extremely prestigious.

Being recognized by Fan Xinglun shows that Chen Ping's magical power has been greatly recognized.

Yu, Zhu and the two of them have already retreated. They still cannot reach the hundreds of people, so how can they compete with Chen Ping to win again?

Looking at the scene, Pei Yan can only consume Chen Ping's mana at most and cannot hurt this person at all.

Especially Zhu Zhenjun, fear emerged in his heart.

Everyone knows the gap between Yusha Palace and Wunian Sect.

If you are seriously injured by Chen Ping, you will miss the Ji Zhou Treasure Realm.

"Elder Fan, don't forget that Fellow Daoist Han is also a top puppet master, and even his natal puppet is hidden without use."

Yun Qiurong's words made Yu and Zhu change their expressions again.

Chen Ping once seized a large amount of resources on Wunian Island by puppet technique, which obviously could not hide the attention of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

"Then it's set at eighty."

Fan Xinglun said lightly.

"Haha, thank you for your approval."

Liu Yuze bowed and thanked him.

Since then, it is a blessing that the sect has another Tongtian figure on the Nascent Soul List.

Of course, he knew exactly what his junior brother was.

If he is asked to come and squeeze in front

Fifty is not an exaggeration.

"Fellow Daoist Han has a good potential. I want to congratulate you on Wunian Sect."

Fan Xinglun said with a smile, suddenly his heart moved and glanced at the sky to the right without showing any expression.

"Is the aura of the fifth-level hidden body formation? Is it the fellow Taoist from the Wuxiang Formation Sect?"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of showing up, Fan Xinglun was not inconvenient to expose it.

The Jiyue Treasure Realm is about to open, and even the Hai Clan Royal Court has contacted the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, let alone the human race's No Form Formation Sect.

But now is different from the past. Once Elder Qin refines that thing, as powerful as the Formation Sect, it is impossible for him to point fingers at the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and bully him.

...

As the cultivators talked, the sky was already dark and the sword energy was everywhere.

Whenever Pei Yan used a magical power other than swordsmanship, Chen Ping immediately used color.

In just a dozen breaths, Pei Yan was already scarred and his essence and blood were consumed thousands of drops.

Although the top-quality defensive spirit treasure is strong enough, the early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators will usually exhaust their mana twice.

After Luo Sheng's sword broke Pei Yan's sword and shield, Chen Ping's Yin Han smiled and the sword energy rushed forward in the sky.

"hiss!"

The flesh and blood rolled, and Pei Yan's face, hands, and abdomen immediately flowed like blood, and the sword marks were dense.

"You hurt my senior sister's thirteen sword mouths, and I will return it ten times now!"

As he counted seriously, Chen Ping burst into tears with his spiritual power in his mouth and shot out a sword energy that penetrated Pei Yan's lower body.

"ah!"

Pei Yan screamed constantly, and his body tried his best to dodge but was useless.

"One Hundred and Thirty!"

Then, Luo Sheng's sword was placed on Pei Yan's neck and cut out the last hideous wound with deep bones.

"Junior brother..."

Wu Chuhan, who was outside the court, had a beautiful eye blossoming, and an inexplicable emotion flashed through his heart.

Chen Ping's status in the sect will undoubtedly reduce her interests.

The original sourness and dissatisfaction are now all disintegrating.

...

"Old Ancestor Han has great magical powers and boundless magic power!"

Under Chen Ping's intention, the Lord of Mengda Peak immediately signaled to the people in the three spiritual ships.

Suddenly, there were endless cheers and boasts in the spirit ship.

Mixed with the sound of beast roar, birds and insects, echoing over half of Wunian Island.

The monks below were also infected and shouted in praise.

At the same time, every monk felt cold in his heart.

In the battle between the two great sword cultivators, in addition to showing their powerful magical powers, Old Ancestor Han has become more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Revenge!

My heart is smaller than rice grains!

Even a few Nascent Soul monks were shocked and secretly warned themselves not to provoke this person in the future.

...

"Give up!"

Chen Ping yelled coldly and Luo Sheng's sword entered another half an inch.

"Enough, Fellow Daoist Pei has lost."

Without waiting for the dead face to answer, Fan Xinglun jumped down and stopped him sternly.

A Nascent Soul monk in Pei Yan's sect had a good relationship with him.

Of course, I can't watch Chen Ping destroy a fourth-step sword cultivator.

"Junior Brother Han, forget it."

Liu Yuze quickly sent a message.

"Han welcomes the sword cultivator of your sect to come and discuss at any time."

Chen Ping snorted coldly, kicked Pei Yan in the chest, and kicked him out of the formation passage.

He did not care about the sect forces behind this person at all.
To be continued...