Chapter 28 The Peerless Swordsman Descends upon the Earth, and Ao Hongchen's Heart Collapses

"Shut up!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Everyone's praise for Tang Chen made Ao Hongchen look livid and shouted at the top of his lungs: "This battle is not over yet, I have not lost!"

"You're like this and you haven't lost yet?" Qin Wusha sneered.

"If you hadn't been protected by a sacred weapon, you would have been seriously injured and unconscious by now. Just be content!" Jian Wushuang immediately agreed.

Hearing this, the crowd nodded repeatedly.

Not to mention the Holy Armor of Beiming.

Throughout the entire battle, Ao Hongchen was suppressed and beaten by Tang Chen, without the ability to fight back at all.

If this doesn’t count as a loss, then what does?

"It is said that Tang Chen is a born swordsman. Once he awakened his sword heart, he suddenly understood the immortal method and spread it like crazy."

"But from beginning to end, he didn't even perform a single sword move!"

"I suspect that he is not Tang Chen at all. You must have found someone to pretend to be here!"

Ao Hongchen opened his eyes wide and stared at the man in Xuanjian Cave.

There was a hint of confusion in his words.

The whole person looked crazy.

"Concentrate!"

Suddenly, the old voice came again in Ao Hongchen's mind.

However, Ao Hongchen didn't pay attention at all, and kept his eyes wide open, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he looked as embarrassed as he wanted.

"The human mind is on the verge of collapse..."

The old man secretly screamed something bad.

An ancient saying goes: Cultivation on the road to immortality is as difficult as climbing to the sky on foot.

If a person's Taoist heart collapses, then the path to spiritual practice will basically be lost and it will be difficult to make progress.

Right now, Ao Hongchen's Taoist heart was on the verge of collapse.

Cang Lao was about to take action.

But at this moment, a magnetic voice resounded throughout the world.

"Everyone who comes is a guest. Since Prince Qilin wants to see the immortal magic, well, I will satisfy you!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword roared.

An ink-colored long sword appeared in Tang Chen's hand at some point.

The sword flashed.

The sharp sword light bloomed, shining in the sky, cutting through the clouds and tearing open the top of the sky.

It was as if there was only one sword left in the world.

An extremely pure sword!

Seeing this scene, the crowd was shocked and couldn't help but bend their knees to worship Tang Chen.

At this time, Tang Chen, holding the Black Mysterious Immortal Sword, was like a peerless swordsman coming to Chen, using his sword to clear the world.

"Hahaha, good time!"

Ao Hongchen was overjoyed and immediately punched with all his strength.

However, the qilin shadow he condensed was cut into two pieces as soon as it came into contact with the sword light.

The sword glow remained the same, as if it had not been affected at all.

"Beiming Holy Armor protects me!"

Ao Hongchen suddenly panicked.

He gave up and continued to attack, pouring all his spiritual power into the Beiming Holy Armor, and his whole body showed a turtle posture.

Clang!

The sword light struck the Beiming Holy Armor, and it was hindered for a moment, unable to move forward even half a minute.

Ao Hongchen breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Fortunately, the Holy Armor of Beiming is here, otherwise it would be troublesome..."

The words have not yet finished.

Next to his ear, Tang Chen's voice came faintly: "You seem to be happy too early!"

Click, click, click...

A crisp cracking sound suddenly came from the Beiming Holy Armor that was resisting the sword light.

Cracks appeared on the armor.

The originally shimmering Beiming Holy Armor was becoming dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear subtle screams.

It seems that the Holy Armor of Beiming is wailing.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Ao Hongchen is horrified.

Before he could react, the Beiming Holy Armor completely dimmed.

The sword light swept across, piercing Ao Hongchen's chest.

An arm was also torn open.

An arrow of hot blood sprayed into the air.

"ah……"

Ao Hongchen's eyes were blood red and he looked up to the sky and howled.

As the aloof Qilin Prince, he has been blessed with wealth and wealth and has never suffered any setbacks.

Now, he actually lost an arm.

"Is this the legendary magic? It's so terrifying that not even the defensive sacred weapon can stop it."

"Ao Hongchen had one of his arms broken even though he was wearing a defensive sacred weapon. If he didn't have the protection of the sacred weapon, wouldn't he be dead on the spot?"

"Without the protection of the sacred weapon, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago. Now he's better. If he insists on seeing the immortal magic, he will fail even more miserably!"

"That's wrong. If it weren't for him, how could we have a glimpse of the supreme power of immortal magic!"

The blood of Ao Hongchen dyed the sky red.

It also made the crowd excited.

The endless comments spread like waves, all of them marveling at the tyranny of Mietian's sword-drawing skills and the stupidity and ignorance of Ao Hongchen.

These words reached Ao Hongchen's ears, causing his eyes to become distracted for a moment. He looked at Tang Chen with a dull expression and murmured in his mouth: "I lost, I lost completely..."

Click!

Ao Hongchen's Taoist heart suddenly shattered at this moment!

The word "Tang Chen" was imprinted on the deepest part of Ao Hongchen's soul, turning into an inner demon!

"We win, my junior uncle wins!"

"I have no idea what level my junior uncle's strength has reached!"

"Prince Qilin is not worth mentioning. I will never deceive you!"

The people in Xuanjian Dongtian were all drunk at this moment.

A sword comes from the east and breaks the sky.

Talk and laugh to defeat the enemy.

How many people in the world can have such peerless grace?

The old man hiding in the distance looked pale, and he stood there stiffly, without any movement for a long time.

"Tang Chen, don't be too proud!"

Ao Hongchen finally came back to his senses from his trance, staring at Tang Chen with a cold face: "I lost this time, but it doesn't mean that the Wu Tu Ancient Country lost to Xuan Jian Dong Tian. My royal brother Ao Cang Tian will definitely trample you under his feet!"

Ao Hongchen's Tao heart collapsed, and he also derived a demon in his heart. This life is probably over.

So, he can only pin his hopes on Ao Cang Tian.

"Oh, as long as you are happy, but I am very curious, how are you going to tell Ao Cang Tian about this? Will you dream about it at night?"

Tang Chen's mouth corners slightly lifted, revealing a smile that seemed to be a smile.

The black Xuanxian sword in his hand kept humming.

It seemed that he was eager to drink the enemy's blood.

Ao Hongchen's face changed drastically.

He suddenly felt a sense of danger as if being stared at by a wild beast. He didn't care about his injuries and hurriedly retreated, saying, "Tang Chen, you have already won this battle. What else do you want to do!"

"Of course I want to kill you."

Tang Chen smiled faintly.

The sound of sword chanting rose again.

A flash of sword light tore through the sky and went straight for Ao Hongchen's head.

Strictly speaking, Tang Chen not only wanted to kill Ao Hongchen, but also to extract the Qilin blood from the latter's body.

With the help of Qilin blood, Tang Chen could speed up the refining of Xuanjian Xiandan even without a three-star practice acceleration card.

Even the effect is better!

"Tang Chen wants to kill Ao Hongchen?"

Everyone present took a breath of cold air.

Ao Hongchen is the prince of the ancient Wu Tu country. He has Qilin blood. His status and identity are so high. He is also the younger brother of Wu Tu's crown prince Ao Cangtian.

If Ao Hongchen is killed, the ancient Wu Tu country will never let it go.

By then, the East Wilderness will surely set off a chaos!