Chapter 228: Sword Shadow Flashes in an Instant, Sword Cuts Down the Immortal Cultivator of Anyuan Dynasty

There seemed to be an indescribable tension between this cultivator and Chen Ze.

This cultivator was a peak Jindan realm cultivator, and his eyes revealed an inviolable majesty.

Although Chen Ze's cultivation was not as good as his, he was also not afraid at all. The stare between them seemed like a silent contest.

In this tense atmosphere, a talisman shining with lightning was suddenly secretly sacrificed by the cultivator.

This talisman shot towards Chen Ze at a very fast speed, but Chen Ze was prepared.

Such a situation was bound to happen, it was just a matter of time, and Chen Ze could not help but be prepared.

So, when the talisman shining with lightning was about to hit Chen Ze, a wall of earth was erected in front of Chen Ze.

However, the talisman shining with lightning exploded on the wall of earth, instantly smashing the wall of earth to pieces.

Smoke and dust rose, as if a war was about to break out.

At this critical moment, Chen Ze did not show any signs of panic.

The cultivator saw that his attack failed, and then threw out several talismans in succession.

The quality of these talismans was not as good as the thunder talisman he had cast before. That thunder talisman was of the third grade, while these were only of the second grade.

He knew very well that these second-grade talismans could not cause substantial damage to Chen Ze, but at this moment when his spiritual energy could not be restored, talismans became his most suitable means of attack.

Because using talismans would not consume too much of his spiritual power, but it would force Chen Ze to use magic to resist.

The cultivator thought to himself that in this way, the advantage was still under his control.

For Chen Ze, these second-grade talismans did not seem to be enough to attract his attention, and he simply erected a mud wall to resist.

Then, there was another burst of dust, and the mud wall was smashed to pieces, but those second-grade talismans did not hurt Chen Ze at all.

Chen Ze had seen through the cultivator's plot, "Want to use this method to consume my spiritual power? I'm afraid it's not that easy."

Then, Chen Ze had already grasped the Qingyun Sword in his hand.

"Since you want to consume spiritual power, then as you wish."

Chen Ze had already swung his sword and jumped up, and the moves of the thirteen swords of Xingyi came one after another.

The criss-crossing sword energy swept towards the cultivator.

The cultivator saw Chen Ze's ruthless attack, his face changed, and he couldn't help but get nervous.

Now that the spiritual power is exhausted, except for the quick recovery of a part of the elixir, even if the spiritual stone is used to recover, the effect will be greatly reduced.

However, now there is no choice, the cultivator of the Anyuan Dynasty can only pick up the magic weapon and fight with Chen Ze.

The two sides fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell.

Chen Ze's sword moves continued to attack the opponent without reservation.

However, the cultivator of the Anyuan Dynasty was obviously more advanced than Chen Ze, but he seemed a little conservative.

He carefully controlled the consumption of spiritual power, just enough to resist Chen Ze's attack and avoid injury.

He relied on his higher cultivation level than Chen Ze, and the spiritual power stored in his dantian was more abundant than Chen Ze's. As long as he consumed it to the end, the victory would still belong to him.

When Chen Ze's spiritual power was exhausted, it was the moment for him to kill, and he would not consume too much spiritual power.

Even if he encountered other situations again, he still had a chance to recover his spiritual power.

"Are all the cultivators of your Anyuan Dynasty so timid?"

Chen Ze taunted, and then attacked with all his strength again.

"If you have the ability to continue, let me see the power of the cultivators of the Dagan Dynasty." The cultivators of the Anyuan Dynasty were not affected, but cursed Chen Ze, a fool, in their hearts.

In such an environment, Chen Ze did not know how to save the consumption of spiritual power, which was obviously inexperienced and reckless.

"Are you trying to exhaust my spiritual power?" Chen Ze smiled and took a step back calmly. The Qingyun Sword in his hand had been replaced by the Taihe Sword.

"Then follow your wish. I'll see how you can retain your spiritual power with this move."

The moment Chen Ze took out the Taihe Sword, the faces of the cultivators of the Anyuan Dynasty suddenly became solemn.

"Is this a heavenly-grade magic weapon? How is it possible?"

He had only seen such a precious heavenly-grade magic weapon on the masters of the Anyuan Dynasty's Divine Realm.

Although he had never witnessed the power of a heavenly-grade magic weapon with his own eyes, he knew its horror.

However, now the value of a heavenly-grade magic weapon is enough for him to fight for it.

The cultivators of the Anyuan Dynasty were surprised at first, and then a look of joy appeared on their faces, as if they had seen a big fat sheep like Chen Ze.

In his heart, Chen Ze is now an arrogant second-generation ancestor of the Dagan Dynasty, who has both a heavenly-grade magic weapon given by his predecessors and an important status.

If Chen Ze can be killed, the heavenly-grade magic weapon will become his possession, and he can also get rich resource rewards when he returns to the Anyuan Dynasty.

With Chen Ze's status and position, the reward from the dynasty is probably not inferior to a heaven-level magic weapon, at least an earth-level magic weapon.

Chen Ze witnessed the sudden change in the cultivator's face, saw through his mind, and chuckled.

"What? Do you want it? Hahaha, if you want it, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it."

After Chen Ze finished speaking, he injected spiritual power into the Taihe Sword, and the remaining spiritual power in his dantian was instantly consumed by more than half.

"Just right."

Chen Ze's words confused the cultivator of the Anyuan Dynasty, but he could feel the powerful power emanating from the Taihe Sword in Chen Ze's hand.

He knew that he had to be cautious now. At this moment, the spiritual power in his body was also rapidly consumed. During this period, he stuffed a few pills to restore spiritual power into his mouth.

Just when he was about to explode.

The Taihe Sword in Chen Ze's hand had disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the neck of the Anyuan Dynasty cultivator who had not yet released his ultimate move suddenly bloomed with blood, and the thing that was originally on his shoulder had disappeared.

The Anyuan Dynasty cultivator did not understand until his death how he died.

The body of the Anyuan Dynasty cultivator fell to the ground with a "bang".

The Taihe Sword had quickly flown back to Chen Ze's hand.

At this time, Chen Ze's body suddenly staggered, which was a sign of exhaustion of spiritual power.

Then, he stabilized his body and his eyes fell on the body of the Anyuan Dynasty cultivator.

He sighed, "Alas, I didn't even have the chance to leave my last words."

Chen Ze speculated that if he was given a chance, the other party might only say: "If you kill me, your spiritual power will also be exhausted, and you will also wait for death."

He chuckled, "Haha, it's a pity that you don't have a chance anymore."

Chen Ze walked to the body of the Anyuan Dynasty cultivator and put away his storage ring and all the items he carried with him.

However, Chen Ze didn't even look at these items, and directly put them into the space of all things.

"Daoyou, you have been peeping for so long, don't you dare to show up?" However, his ridicule did not receive any response.

"Since you don't want to come out, then I'll say goodbye. If you leave, you won't have a chance." Chen Ze shouted again.

Still no voice responded.

Chen Ze chuckled, "Haha, you are so timid, I don't dare to come out even though I am like this."

Chen Ze's mind moved, "Trap him."

Immediately, four clones appeared beside him, and three of them rushed quickly in the direction he indicated.

The remaining one was immediately replaced by Chen Ze, who followed closely behind.

The clone, whose spiritual power was exhausted, returned to the space of all things to recover.

When Chen Ze arrived, he saw three clones surrounding a cultivator.

The surrounded cultivator looked at the four people who suddenly appeared with a serious face. He witnessed everything that had just happened.

He also saw the power of the Taihe Sword. It was because he saw the power of the Taihe Sword that he did not choose to take the risk of showing up.

He wanted to continue waiting, but he didn't expect that there were other people hiding in the dark.

Chen Ze examined the clothes of the cultivator and asked: "Is it from the Dagan Dynasty?"

The cultivator did not answer directly, but said with a smile on his face: "Fellow Taoists, I am just passing by, and I have no ill intentions. I didn't see anything. We are all our own people, our own people."

As soon as Chen Ze heard this voice, he was sure that this was undoubtedly a cultivator from the Dagan Dynasty.

It would be unreasonable for the cultivators of the Anyuan Dynasty to beg for mercy when they see the cultivators of the enemy dynasty, and Chen Ze is also familiar with this accent.

Chen Ze smiled and said: "Since you didn't see anything, it means that you saw everything."

"Uh..."

The cultivator was speechless for a moment. How could his words be understood in this way?