Chapter 566 Sword Light

Chen Yuan glanced deeply at the old Huang Fa, and said faintly: "What about the breakthrough, what if the breakthrough is not?"

Huang Fa's old man sneered without avoiding his eyes: "Not only that, Chen Daoyou also killed Zhang Chao, and the Jinluo demon king was forced to hand over a soul and fell into his control."

"Zong Mou not only seduced him here, but also found out his bottom details, not only to say that he had achieved great achievements, but he was definitely worthy of Gu Daoyou's Hao Ran Dan."

Kunhai smiled contempt: "Two eight -level demon kings, Zhang Chao is a waste, and he dies."

The ancestor of Yun Tian glanced at him with a sarcasm: "The ancestors of the Taoist Taoist are repeated impermanence, do you still have to invite me?"

Although the Zhenhai Zong and Zhengqi League did not have a big conflict, the small disputes have been continuous. He is naturally not polite in front of the old Huang Fa.

The old Huang Fa's lip was shocking: "Yun Tian Daoyou has something to know. The chapter tide is not the eighth -level demon king, but the nine -level demon king, which is extremely extraordinary."

"Zong Mou and the Jinluo Demon King had suffered a lot, and almost died in his hands."

"And Chen Daoyou made a weirdness, and the poison gas was useless to him. In a few rounds, Zhang Chao killed Zhang Chao. The strength was strong.

He paused and turned to look at Kunhai: "By the way, Zhang Chao once said that the fisherman king who died in his hands, but there were more than one."

Kunhai heard the words, and the fierce light in the eyes: "Is this true?"

The old man Huang Fa said in the face: "It is true, but this is just the word before Zhang Chao's dying. It is true or false.

Kunhai frowned, and looked at Chen Yuan's eyes a little bit more jealous, and murmured: "If the Zhang Chao really hides strength, it is not impossible to start with the three major royal clans."

"Eight hundred years ago, Kunzao's destiny Yuan Lan suddenly went out. Five hundred years ago, Kun Rong suddenly died and never found the murderer. Thirty years ago, Kun Song died suddenly after visiting Yuan Kong ... What is Zhang Chao? "

Chen Yuan heard Kun Song's name, his eyes flickered and silent.

Old Huang Fa nodded with determined place: "Most of them are that, Zhang Chao's poisonous power is amazing, but it is still easily beheaded by Chen Daoyou. Several must not be careless."

The elder Gu looked a little bit heavy, and asked, "How did Zong Taoist defeat in that Zhang Chao's hands?"

Old Huang Fa explained: "Zhang Chao can drive a kind of poisonous gas, erodes the soul of the soul, is invisible, and it is difficult to detect. After it is successful, it will be displayed.

As soon as this remark came out, several people were relieved.

Yun Tian's ancestor said: "Listening to what Zong Daoyou said, Zhang Chao just rely on the vapor gas to sneak attack, and he could not be on the table. He died in his hands, and he was also the eighth -level demon king."

"He just depends on the profit of poison and gas, and it is not surprising to lose the middle -term monk in the Yuan Dynasty."

The fear of Kunhai's eyes quietly faded away, staring at Chen Yuan: "The king wants to thank you, to take revenge for the monster king of the tribe, as a repayment, and send you a little bit when you are on the road, make you less sin."

The old Huang Fa frowned and reminded: "The poisonous gas who has not seen Zhang Chao has been very weird. Chen Yuan can easily resist, the strength is unpredictable, and you must not take it lightly ..."

Kunhai said impatiently: "This king has not seen Zhang Chao, and the charming people, even if they hide their strength, are just a treacherous villain. What can they have?"

The words of Yun Tian's ancestors came lightly: "The ancestors of the Taoist and Taoist are defeated by Zhang Chao.

Huang Fa's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yun Tian's ancestor deeply, closed his mouth, but he sneered in his heart.

Since a few people don't believe him, he doesn't need to say much.

When they meet, they will naturally know what Chen Yuan's strength is.

The three Yuan Yingzhi monks joined forces to defeat Chen Yuan, but if he had suffered, he would take a break to blame him to remind him in advance.

When the old Huang Fa talked with several people, Chen Yuan had never spoken, but just watched it coldly.

It wasn't until this time that he said slowly: "What are you finished?"

Without the words, his black hair suddenly turned into a white color, and a pair of dark wings behind him stretched out. The air machine skyrocketed, far surpassing the pressure of the middle -term monk in Yuanying, spreading out!

He rolled his hands to sacrifice Chong Xuanfeng, and pointed at Kunhai and pointed out: "Fall!"

Chong Xuanfeng rose to the wind and turned into a dark yellow peak of a hundred -piece size. When it flashed, he moved to the top of Kunhai, and it fell, such as the meteorite falling, covering the sky.

At the same time, he covered a layer of dark light with both hands, raised and rose to Zhu Xunzhenhuo, reaching his double wings, and his figure disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had come to Kun Tong.

Several people looked suddenly, and they did not expect that Chen Yuan dared to take the initiative.

But they were either a monk of Yuanying or the nine -level demon king.

Kunhai's noodles hit Chen Yuan's conflict, not surprised, and laughed: "Good come, do you really treat the king as Zhang Chao's waste?"

He also covered a layer of dark light with both hands, but it was thinner than Chen Yuan's body. A huge iron anchor appeared in his hand.

The iron anchor foot has the length of the bunch, and a rusty chain is wrapped in the hands of Kunhai. The iron green anchor body is a staggered scratch, which exudes space fluctuations.

Kunhai smashed down with an anchor, and the world seemed to be overwhelmed. Several gray-white cracks appeared faintly in the void and spread out in all directions.

Boom!

The iron anchor smashed at the bottom of Chongxuan Peak, and after a stalemate, Chongxuan Peak flew out backwards.

This treasure is also extremely heavy, but it is still inferior to this ancient iron anchor.

Kunhai's great strength is enough to overturn rivers and seas and move mountains.

The iron anchor smashed Chongxuan Peak away, and there was still enough strength to continue smashing towards Chen Yuan.

This is one of the two high-level magic weapons in Kunhai's hand. This anchor is an ancient relic with unknown origin. It is forged from the top-grade spiritual material, Kongchen Iron, and contains rich spatial power. It is also extremely heavy.

Ao Fang secretly told Chen Yuan that there was an eighth-level demon king who angered Kunhai. He smashed down with an anchor and died on the spot, turning into a pool of meat mud, which was horrible to look at.

Even a ninth-level demon king would not dare to touch an anchor casually, otherwise he would end up with broken bones and tendons.

But Chen Yuan had a blank expression on his face, without dodging or avoiding. He turned his hand and took out a crystal-clear green flying sword, grasped the hilt, and slashed with the sword.

The sword energy was overwhelming, the wind and clouds changed color, and the black fog shrouding the sky above the Demon Plain was torn apart by the sword light, revealing a ray of clarity, which sprinkled on the earth.

The sword light flashed, and the purple virtual sword slashed on the anchor, leaving a deep scar.

The seemingly unstoppable anchor suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the sword energy swept through the surrounding void, and the gray-white cracks that spread out all became broken.

The color of the ancestor Yuntian suddenly changed: "Top-level flying sword!"

Chen Yuan slashed with the sword again, and the dark light of his right hand poured into the purple virtual sword, and the blade was stained with a faint black edge. The sword light flashed and went straight to Kunhai.

Kunhai was also shocked at this time. He was no longer as arrogant as before. He madly used his demonic power and used the teleportation technique to avoid it.

The sword in Chen Yuan's hand turned out to be a top-level magic weapon, a top-level magic weapon that only great monks could use calmly!

When this sword came out, the sky and the earth changed color. It was obvious that all the power had been stimulated. How could the true energy in Chen Yuan's body be so pure?

The sword light passed by where Kunhai was, but it cut into nothing. He had teleported to three hundred feet away and avoided the sword.

Kunhai was still in shock, but then, Chen Yuan's figure flashed, like a shadow, and appeared in front of Kunhai. A powerful true energy poured into the purple sword, and another sword was cut out.

Kunhai wanted to avoid it again, but the moment Chen Yuan chased him, a white flame appeared out of thin air in his soul space, attached to his soul, and rose violently.

A sharp pain that was enough to tear the soul came, accompanied by a violent killing intent rising from the bottom of his heart. Kunhai could still bear it, but it made him unable to perform the teleportation technique.

The sword light swept across Kunhai's neck and cut off his head.

Kunhai's body froze in mid-air, and a demon pill soared into the sky and flew away.

Chen Yuan put away the purple virtual sword, flapped his wings, and his figure appeared in front of the demon pill like a ghost. He moved like lightning and grabbed it in his hand.

The Zhuyan True Fire in his hand wrapped the demon pill and burned it fiercely.

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

A Kun fish phantom emerged from the demon pill and let out a wail, but it was as desolate and distant as a song.

"Even if I die, I will not fall into your hands!"

A deep voice came from the mouth of the Kun fish phantom. The next moment, the Kun fish phantom exploded, turning into countless black streams and dissipating in all directions.

Chen Yuan frowned, and Zhu Yan's true fire also turned into sparks, wrapping every bit of black light and burning it all into nothingness.

After Kun Hai's soul exploded, he completely died. His body turned into a huge Kun fish, but it was only broken from the neck. The strange bird head also fell to the ground, and he died with his eyes open.

Chen Yuan shook his head, took out a wooden box from the mustard ring, put Kun Hai's demon pill in it, pasted the soul-sealing talisman, and stored it in his body space.

After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at Elder Gu and others, and said coldly: "What if Chen breaks through, what if he doesn't break through?"

Several people were stunned in the same place. Under the cold wind blowing in the sky, the clothes rustled, which seemed extremely harsh.

The eyes of the old ancestor Yun Tian seemed a little dazed. He and Chen Yuan knew each other the earliest. At the beginning, he only relied on an incarnation to make Chen Yuan respectful.

Unexpectedly, after only a hundred years, the young cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan back then had already reached the same level as him, and without a word, he killed Kunhai, the strongest among the few.

Yang Liqian was stunned, just like Kunhai, whom he despised, without any scheming.

The huge momentum when Chen Yuan formed the Nascent Soul was still in front of him, as if it happened yesterday.

More than 30 years is indeed just a blink of an eye for a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Chen Yuan has actually broken through another bottleneck.

This is nothing, the flying sword in his hand with surging sword energy and Kunhai's corpse constantly remind Yang Liqian that he is no longer Chen Yuan's opponent.

Elder Gu, who has always been calm and self-assured, and seems to always have a plan in mind, finally changed his face at this moment.

The yellow-haired old man was horrified, his eyes wide open, staring at Kunhai's strange bird head that was unwilling to close his eyes.

Chen Yuan held the Purple Void Sword and slowly flew towards the yellow-haired old man, saying calmly: "Fellow Daoist Zong is really a good actor. I was fooled by your frank attitude before..."

The yellow-haired old man suddenly woke up, retreated violently, and begged for mercy: "I was confused for a moment, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

Chen Yuan flapped his wings, teleported in front of the yellow-haired old man, and punched out with lightning speed.

Huang Fa's old man was horrified, and a shield flew out of him, blocking in front of him, but it was just a mid -range magic weapon. He was easily penetrated by Chen Yuan's right hand wrapped in black blade.

A long yin suddenly sounded, and the blue cricket, which was connected to the old man of Huang Fa, flew out of the beast bag on his waist and bit his mouth to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan did not flash or avoid, grabbed Lan's body with both hands, pulled it, and torn it in half!

The flesh and blood of Lan Yan fluttered, the bloody style was made, and the old man in Huangfa looked pale.

Chen Run let go of the corpse of the blue cricket, and when he vowed his double wings, he instantly moved to the old man of Huang Fa, raised his hand and grabbed his neck.

The pupils of the old Huang Fa's pupils shrank, and they dared not act lightly again, and begged for mercy in their mouths: "Taoist is forgiven! I would like to present the soul with Jin Luo, give me the soul to drive the Taoist friends, and never betray!"

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly: "After Zhang Chao's death, he wanted to take the life of Taoist friends, but he read the Taoist and the Taoist was smooth and frank, but he had not done anything wrong with it. It is with the virtuality and the snake ... "

"Daoyou misunderstood, I really surrendered, and I did not deceive Daoyou!" The old Huang Fa hurriedly explained.

"Oh? Why did the friend repeat impermanence just now?" Chen Yuan's voice became colder.

Old Huang Fa laughed: "I saw that Kunhai also joined forces with Lao Gu and others. He was too prestigious. In addition, the two Yuan infants in the middle period of the two Yuan infants in the middle -term monk of Elder Gu and the ancestors of Yun Tian. It is not an opponent, only ... I have a chance to have a fluke. "

"If I knew that the strength of the friend was so amazing, there was a top -level magic weapon in my hand, and the monk was invincible. No, it was the great monk, but I would never dare to have two hearts."

"I urge Taoists to give me another chance, I am willing to be slaves for life, never betrayal!"

"I am in a very high status in the Zhengqi League, and I have a vast academy in Yuqing Sea. I have a lot of understanding of the same way.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed and slowly released his right hand.

The old Huang Fa was overjoyed, but did not dare to escape, otherwise Chen Yuan would still catch up as long as he performed a transient technique.

He laughed with a face: "Taoyou treats it a little, I will surrender the soul ... uh!"

Without the words, the old Huang Fa's eyes suddenly, and the smile solidified on his face.

Chen Yuan's left hand was slowly retracted from his Dantian. After loosening, a little flow fragments were split and dissipated in the air.

It was the last trace left after Huang Fa's old Yuan Ying was broken.

Chen Yuan put away the mustard ring and watched the unwillingness and remorse in the eyes of Huang Fa's eyes. He said lightly: "Taoyou has heard of it, can there be a heavy collection in the world?"

The corpse of the old Huang Fa fell, Chen Yuan raised his hand, took the mustard ring on his wrist in his hand, fingled, and a firebird flew out, burning his body into ashes. (This chapter is finished)