The ancestor of the demon clan looked at Lei Nannan cautiously.

Only Lei Nannan from the Heavenly Tribulation Sect was the most special person present. This lineage was related to immortals, and no one dared to underestimate him.

"Brother Lei, are you going to take action?"

Lei Nannan twirled the tea cup with his fingers, and the hot gas never dissipated: "Mr. Fu, I always think it is better not to take Yaozi away. Once he is taken away, we will start a war immediately."

"If we don't take him away, you will destroy all our hopes, right?" Mr. Fu said calmly.

"But at least the demon race will not perish now."

"You have found the Holy Son, are you still afraid of the Demon Son?"

"Just in case." Mr. Fu said firmly.

The atmosphere at the scene became subtle again.

At this moment, Yan Junqing took a step forward, raised his hands to the many powerful men on the Three Immortals Platform and said: "Seniors, since I am the Holy Son and he is the Demon Son, then why let the two sides argue? The Saint Son and the Demon Son are originally enemies.

, there will be a battle in our destiny, if this is the case, then let us decide our own destiny."

Everyone was stunned.

Master Yunmu looked at Master Chenxing, who then looked at Lei Dongnan and others.

Lord Jian glanced at Qi Chen. Although the opponent's injuries had recovered a lot, he was still injured. The probability of winning this battle was very high, so there was no need to worry.

So, he smiled and said: "What my disciple said makes sense. Since he is the Holy Son, he must have a battle with the Yaozi. Instead of us elders interfering, it is better to let them solve it on their own."

Master Yunmu nodded: "That's okay, Mr. Fu, what do you think?"

"Yes, but I have conditions." Mr. Fu also knew that he could only do this for now, and said directly, "If we win, I must take Yaozi away. If we lose, Yaozi will stay here, but you can't kill him for the time being.

Otherwise, our demon tribe will kill the Three Immortals Sect at all costs."

"No problem." Master Yunmu and everyone together thought that it was not a big problem. The key was that they did not believe that the Holy Son would be defeated.

Yan Junqing was overjoyed when he heard this.

He is the Holy Son, but he is a Holy Son who has not grown up. If he really wants to gain a foothold, he must show his strength, and today is the best time.

Furthermore, the birth of the Holy Son was originally to kill Yaozi, and the two contributed to each other. If Yaozi was killed by the powerful in this way, then the appearance of his Holy Son would be too meaningless."

"Qi Chen, this is the best chance I have for you. If you can defeat me, then you will be free." Yan Junqing spoke, standing straight as a sword as tall as a pine tree.

Qi Chen took a deep breath, and there was still a dull pain in his ribs.

Mr. Fu gave him a pill before, which could suppress the injury for a short time, but after all, he was injured and was not in peak condition.

Everyone was in awe.

The Holy Son and the Yaozi just appeared in front of them, and now they were going to fight to the death.

Qi Dao held his knife and watched this scene quietly.

"You're asking for trouble. If you were killed by a powerful person, I'm afraid you'd die immediately. Now you have to suffer a little bit." Huan Ge sneered, and at the same time taunted Luo Fei, "You are also blind, even the Yao Zi

If you don’t recognize it, you are still a disciple of Five Elements Observation.”

Luo Fei was silent and looked at the two men who were preparing to fight and thought deeply.

Seeing that Luo Fei was silent, the sarcasm on Huan Ge's face became even more intense.

On the court, Qi Chen took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. Yan Junqing was very strong. There was no denying this. Last time, he just used tricks to defeat the opponent, but that time, he actually benefited the opponent.

If such a genius is not killed, every time he encounters him again, he will be stronger than the last time.

Yan Junqing narrowed his eyes. The next moment, without any warning, he rushed towards Qi Chen like a comet.

boom!

On the other hand, Qi Chen was not to be outdone.

The two voices collided violently, emitting a dazzling light and sound like thunder.

Each of them punched each other, without any skills or techniques. It was just a competition of pure strength, like two huge pieces of metal colliding together, which was shocking.

The air waves are rolling.

Many young monks retreated again and again, their eyes complex.

Compared with them, I and others are too weak, and they cannot bear such a collision.

The smoke cleared and the two faced each other.

"No, Brother Qi was the better one." Zhen Hang was stunned because there were no retreating footprints around Qi Chen, but Yan Junqing took four steps back.

"As expected, you are a monster. Your body is so strong, but physical strength alone is useless. Your monster energy also has no restraint effect on me."

Yan Junqing's eyes flickered, full of extremely rich light.

"I will tell you, this is the earth, and the other half of your demon blood is useless."

"The Holy Son is nothing. If we can, let's fight hand to hand." Qi Chen shouted.

Yan Junqing smiled contemptuously, he would never fall for such a boring trick again.

"Disciple, there is no need to talk to this evildoer. All you need to do is defeat or kill him." Master Jian said.

Yan Junqing looked at his retreating footprints on the ground, opened his right hand and pressed it on the ground.

Boom!

The entire ground was shaking.

He raised his arm, and a large piece of the earth's surface was peeled off, floating in the air, and continuously compressed, forming a sword of earth.

That terrifying and sharp sword intent was like a surging river, making everyone feel depressed.

He spread his hand, and the Earth Sword floated above it, more than ten meters away.

Lord Xingkong praised: "You are worthy of being the Holy Son. Even without the power of the Holy Son, your sword skills alone are enough to stand out among the heroes."

Venerable Mo Shunjiang suddenly said: "Venerable Swordsman, wasn't there an unknown swordsman before Five Elements Temple? Do you think Yan Junqing's sword can surpass that man?"

Hearing this, Master Jian's heart sank, but he immediately said firmly: "Yan Junqing is the Holy Son, and his swordsmanship is also born from the light. His swordsmanship is naturally better than that of the unknown swordsman."

While several people were discussing, there was also movement at Qi Chen's place.

Qi Chen drew his sword.

The sword's light was as sharp as the moon in the sky, and the cold sword shone in all directions. Countless sword shadows suddenly shrank and slashed at the opponent.

The four sides unite and kill!

This is a sword technique collected by Buddhism.

Master Jian glanced at Master Buwei.

The latter has been silent, not knowing what he is thinking.

boom!

The light of the sword and the light of the sword burst out, and if two pieces of the sky collided, both of them would be in the Taoist Realm, but even the powerful people in the Transformation Realm would face the power erupted at this moment.

Buzz!

Yan Junqing gathered his hands above his head, and the Earth Sword condensed again, shrinking to only five meters in length, but its power suddenly doubled.

Every time he thrust his sword, it brought up a lot of dust, making the sky darken.

At the same time, Yan Junqing's movement skills were also very fast. He stepped on a sword light, which was very flexible and constantly changing. It was difficult for the naked eye to catch his traces.

Qi Chen let out a low shout, and struck one blow after another, continuously manifesting himself. The light of the sword was as cold as a smiling Buddha, and each strike struck the opponent's offensive line with incomparable accuracy.

The two of them kept fighting, and in just a few seconds, they had already competed with each other over hundreds of moves.

Between them, the aura of light and the aura of darkness were constantly entangled, fighting together, and seemed to be taking the initiative on the battlefield.

Yan Junqing's eyes were as bright as day, and he stamped his feet fiercely. Everyone could see that cracks were shooting towards Qi Chen, and those cracks were all in the shape of swords.

To him, everything in the sky and on the earth is a sword, and everything inside and outside the body can be turned into a sword.

Qi Chen jumped up suddenly and felt the pull of those cracks in just an instant.

He moved his body sideways, drew out the long sword from his waist, and then slashed it down, freezing the cracks.

Yan Junqing took a deep breath and took a fierce step forward. The moment Qi Chen made a move to deal with the crack, he pounced on it like lightning.

He pointed like a sword.

Qi Chen held the long knife with his backhand and blocked it with the back of his hand. On the back of his hand was a water fist talisman.

"Bang!"

In this collision, the two people's arms shook wildly, even twisted, and then under a fierce shock wave, they were all blasted away from each other.

Yan Junqing crushed a huge rock with one foot and turned back again.

Qi Chen trampled an ancient tree and ran away.

Their speed was extremely fast, leaving only afterimages in the air. As the two of them fought, there were thunders and thunder and fire.

Boom!

Boom!
Chapter completed!