Chen Heng only glanced briefly, pointed his finger at the Qinglu Sword, and with a movement of his mind, the flying sword flew through the air several times, blocking all the incoming attacks. It was as straight as an iron bucket, and water could not be poured into it.

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Bang!

The cold light shines sadly in the sky.

After several rounds of collisions, everyone in the Yan family was shocked, and Yan Ping even looked ugly.

The Bailu magic sword he drove was the sword that Yan Zhen used during his lifetime. Its quality is not low, and it is considered to be the best among middle-grade talismans.

But the Qinglu Sword in Chen Heng's hand was actually higher in quality than the Bailu Magic Sword.

In the slaying battle just now, Bailu Magic Sword actually let out a little bit of spiritual light and made a whining sound.

"Where did this mud-legged creature get such terrifying fetal breath, and where did it get this superior flying sword?!"

After hurriedly calling back the Bailu Magic Sword, Yan Ping couldn't care less about his heartache when he saw a scene that almost frightened him out of his mind.

"You...are you practicing some evil magic? Are you still considered a human being?"

Yan Ping took a few steps back in shock:

"No! You are definitely not Chen Heng! Even if that cowardly idiot has such magical powers, he never has the courage! What kind of evil spirit has possessed you?!"

His eyes stared straight ahead, bloodshot eyes suddenly bursting out.

Not far away, Chen Heng was seen pressing his hand on the door of the dead Yan Jia, and the remaining strands of true energy slowly penetrated into his body from Yan Jia's body.

After dozens of breaths passed, he calmly let go of his hand. At this time, Yan Jia's body was already skin and bones, with no trace of its appearance before birth.

"True energy... with my current fetal breath body, it is not difficult to absorb the remaining true energy in a foundation-building true cultivator."

Chen Heng felt as if there was a hot spring surging in his chest and abdomen, which made his mind feel relaxed and bright.

He took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully wiped off the dust between his palms, lowered his head and smiled.

After a cultivator dies, all his spiritual energy will return to the heaven and earth in an instant, and only a few traces remain in his body.

He had already confirmed this scene with Rong Guotong Gaolu.

However, this Yan Jia is a foundation-building monk after all, and his size is far beyond that of Tong Gaolu. Even the remaining true energy makes Chen Heng feel that he has made slight progress.

"I know very well that this method cannot be easily shown in front of others, and no one who has witnessed this scene should be left alive, otherwise once the incident is revealed, some people in the Xuanmen will call for death...

In Huaiwu Cave, I killed many people, including several foundation-building monks, but they endured it again and again without using it."

Chen Heng looked at the Yan family members who were facing formidable enemies and said softly:

"Now, in this lawless place, I can finally let go and do something big."

"Chen Heng! You practice sorcery indiscriminately...don't you fear that you will be punished by heaven?!"

Seeing him looking at him with a smile, everyone took a step back unconsciously.

A member of the Yan family with a dark golden complexion and a sharp complexion shouted loudly.

"Evil magic? Compared with this person's blood-river chariot and treasure wheel, what kind of evil magic is mine?"

Chen Heng reached out and took the Qinglu Sword flying in the air back into his sleeve, then slowly took a step forward.

"Also, thank you very much for risking your lives to help me achieve enlightenment. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He slightly cupped his hands, smiled slightly, and with the fetal breath in his body, he used all his strength to arouse the divine light of the innate sun, and used the only superior Taoist technique he had mastered, which was also the most lethal one in his body!

In an instant, there was a shock in the air, like a furnace of heaven and earth overflowing and exploding!

A curtain of golden fire flew out from behind him. It was so vast that it exploded the void layer by layer. It was like a sun falling from the sky in the sky, sweeping away everything with a sweeping force, annihilating everything.

It is so dazzling that it reflects red for miles!

In the blink of an eye, the obstruction measures hurriedly launched by the Yan family members were wiped out as easily as sand.

The figures were easily cut off and burned through as if they were made of paper.

The shrill screams just started to sound, and then there was no sound anymore...

After half a cup of tea.

After Chen Heng swept away the relics and corpses of all the Yan family members, he also restored the few fetal breaths left in his body.

He didn't show any regret, he just jumped into the air and chased in the direction where Yan Ping fled.

This person had been shot into his body by the divine light of the innate sun. Even if he used several secret protective weapons to escape, he would definitely not be able to live for a few months after the flame essence entered his body.

But Chen Heng didn't feel at ease when Yan Ping actually died in his own hands.

soon.

Three days passed.

After a chase, Chen Heng had gone deeper into the abyss and into several caves and abyss.

Finally, he slowly stopped at the top of a hill full of graves and looked forward.

In the distance, Yan Ping was tied to the meat table like a dead pig, with all his limbs removed and nailed to the iron hooks.

And around him, it was like a village going to a market, with people coming and going and bustling.

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Chapter completed!