"Boy, haven't you shown your weapon yet?" Jian Ling shouted coldly.

"There is no need for this for the time being."

"Hmph, if you don't use weapons now, you're afraid you won't have a chance later."

"Hehe, I don't think so."

A faint and evil smile appeared between Han Chen's eyebrows, and an extremely strong aura spread out. The violent Wuyuan power roared towards Jian Ling like a galloping tide of thousands of horses.

"How dare the light of rice grains compete with the sun and the moon?" Jian Ling snorted disdainfully, and directly shot an extremely wild palm force to face the other party.

"Bang!" The two palms intersected, and the space was shaken heavily. However, Jian Ling's palm seemed to be hit in a pile of cotton, but it failed to effectively shake Han Chen's palm power.

“Buzz…”

A sudden and surprising thing happened. The Wu Yuan power released by Han Chen suddenly turned into countless dark green vines. The vines looked like thousands of poisonous snakes spitting out letters, rushing towards Jian Ling, wrapping each other's limbs, neck and waist.

Jian Ling's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Han Chen to have such a move. The terrifying aura of the eighth level of Tongtian Realm surged out of his body like a mountain torrent burst. The extremely solid golden martial arts power turned into flame true fire. In an instant, Jian Ling's whole body was bathed in the sky and stood proudly between heaven and earth, like a fire god.

“Buzz…”

The space was burned by the flames and twisted, and the hot air waves burned the earthly plants within a radius of 1,000 meters. Using fire to fight against vines, Jian Ling's reaction ability is indeed amazing.

However, when the vines hit Jian Ling, something unexpected happened. The vines directly penetrated the tide, fierce and domineering true fire and attacked Jian Ling's body.

"Jiao Ling Genius, I forgot to tell you that my wood power is not afraid of flames."

"How is that possible?"

Jian Ling frowned, and a hint of astonishment appeared in her eyes. She immediately calmed down and saw that a thin blue halo was surging on the surface of the vine. The blue halo also had fire elements, and the heat fluctuations emitted were much more intense than the true fire transformed by the eighth level of martial arts power of the Tongtian Realm.

"Wood control technique, sharp spike!"

Han Chen shouted inwardly, and the ends of the vines attacking the sword feathers instantly became extremely sharp, turning into sharp thorns, extremely piercing.

Jian Ling's face changed, and his heart moved. A sharp sword suddenly appeared in his palm. The sword edge shook, and the intertwined sword shadows seemed to blooming fireworks. The air seemed to be pierced. The vines around him were directly crushed by the endless sword shadows.

"Hey, genius Jianling, your sword seems to be one step faster than me." Han Chen teased sarcastically.

"So what? Once my sword comes out, I will definitely drink blood."

"Swish!" The sword feather swept across the sky like a stream of light, and the long sword shook, and the extremely powerful sword light phantom was like a mad dragon coming out of the sea, shaking the sky.

Han Chen had seen Jian Ling's sword technique, and he had indeed reached a certain level. He did not dare to neglect immediately. With his palm moving, the Tianming Sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the sky light appeared, the golden light shone.

The Tianmang Sword, which has been upgraded to a medium-grade holy weapon, burst out with a dazzling light like the sun. Han Chen used his backhand to sword, and a sword light that was hundreds of feet wide spread across the sky, raising a strong lethal force and slashing towards Jian Ling head-on.

"Hmph, stinky brat, are you worthy of using a sword?" Jian Ling sneered contemptuously, and his body moved, turning into a stream of light that penetrated the sky like a long rainbow. Immediately afterwards, a terrifying circular sword light burst out from Jian Ling's hand at an extremely fast speed.

Two sword lights collided in the shape of crossing "Ten" and collided head-on, "Boom!" with a loud bang, like two lightning thunders encountered unexpectedly in the void.

The violent power fluctuation suddenly sparked a manic flow of air, "Bang!" Han Chen's sword light was easily shattered by the impact, shattering into pieces in the sky, like dust.

"Hmph, vulnerable."

Along with Jian Ling's mockery, the arc sword light continued to slash towards Han Chen without diminishing force, as if the mountain was approaching and could not resist.

Han Chen's eyes were lightly condensed, and his handsome face was not afraid at all. The Tianmang Sword was held slanted, and the strong Wuyuan power as strong as the tide spread to the sword body along with the blue demon flames.

“Buzz…”

The sword body trembled violently and uneasy, and the manic flames rose up, like a blue dragon wrapped around the Tianmang Sword.

"Swoosh!" Han Chen held the Tianming Sword and faced the powerful sword light that reached the arc. The sword edge pointed to it, and the blue demon flames like a blue dragon wrapped around the sword body, carrying the might of domineering the world, rushed to Jian Ling's attack.

"boom!"

The space trembled violently, like a tsunami slapped on the reefs, causing thousands of layers of waves. The violent confrontation produced turbulent waves, and the sky was about to collapse at any time.

"Bang!"

Under the shocked gaze of Xinghui and Yinping Master and Pupil, Han Chen suddenly burst the arc sword light into pieces and shattered with a shocking momentum.

"Hiss! This little thief has such a powerful sword energy." Yin Ping couldn't help but exclaim.

Xinghui frowned tightly. When she saw the Tianmang Sword held in Han Chen's hand, her already gloomy face became even more ugly. "Damn little beast-sheng, Jian Ling, help me cut off his hands and feet and leave his life to me."

"Hey, no problem."

Jian Ling smiled lightly and agreed, holding the sword with a dive, with a speed comparable to flowing light, and the sword edge hit Han Chen's heart. The fierce sword aura gathered at the front of the sword and turned into spiral white air waves.

This sword moves mountains and rivers.

"This old woman is really sinister." Han Chen mocked, his deep eyes shining with a cold light, and he raised his hand to face Jian Ling's attack with the Tianming Sword.

"Bang!"

The tips of the two swords were accurately pointed together and at the point where the two were the center of the intersection, a golden wave of ripples burst out instantly.

The golden ripples of air waves swept across the audience with the wind sweeping over the clouds. The terrifying power was like the air waves generated by the eruption of a volcano. Xinghui and Yin Ping, who were watching the battle in the distance, jumped up and flashed into the void.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the mountain beneath the two men was cut off half of the peaks by the extremely strong air waves, and was razed to the ground in the blink of an eye. The power of the two powerful people in the Tongtian realm was so terrifying.

With the strength of the seventh level of Tongtian Realm, Han Chen forced himself to take over Jian Ling's attack, but there was no pressure at all.

Han Chen, who condensed the soul, had the strength of the martial arts power that ordinary people of the same level could not match. After a high-intensity battle, Han Chen's martial arts power was almost not one-tenth of the loss. What's even more strange is that Han Chen clearly found that the speed of his martial arts power recovery was far faster than the consumption speed.

This is the benefit of the primordial spirit. With the primordial spirit, the martial arts primordial power can be squandered almost at will.

Jian Ling seemed to have noticed Han Chen's unusualness, but she did not dare to think about the soul. However, he did not intend to delay the time anymore, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"It is said that you have secretly learned the sword-control technique of this sect?"

"What, do you have any objection?" Han Chen sneered.

"Hmph, I will let you see what the real 'sword-controlling technique' is today."

"oh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful aura emerged from Jian Ling's body again. Then, five phantoms were separated from his body in surprise.

The five phantoms were exactly the same as their original body. What surprised Han Chen even more was that they could move flexibly like real people. The aura they emitted was not as powerful as their original body, and they only had about one level of the Tongtian Realm.

"Hehe, be shocked! The sword-control technique you master is nothing more than fur."

Six Jianlings spoke at the same time, no matter whether it was the voice or the contemptuous expression on their faces, there was no difference, and they were simply living clones.

The five separated phantoms launched a strong attack towards Han Chen from five different directions. The sharp sword edge stabbed Han Chen at the vital points of each part of Han Chen's body.

The speed is so fast and the distance is too short, it is impossible for anyone to react.

"Boy, let's end!"

The six swords were full of vicious smiles on their faces. Except for the swords in front of them, which were also restraining Han Chen, the other five swords of the swords cut through the air and swelled down.

Xinghui and Yinping in the distance also flashed with a cold and indifferent gleam.

"boom!"

There was a violent energy fluctuation in the air and exploded. Surprisingly, the five sharp swords were all intercepted half a meter outside Han Chen's body.

The faces of the six swords all changed, and at the end of each sword tip, there was a strong golden ball of light blocking. After a closer look, there was a golden flying eagle wrapped in the golden ball of light.

The flying eagle is only as big as an adult's slap, with golden light shining, and bright runes flowing all over her body.

"You seem to be a little too happy, genius in the guise..."

Han Chen smiled jokingly, "Boom!" The five golden eagles all burst out with a strong golden light, and then flew out at the speed of a meteor. They rolled up extremely sharp and destructive aura and formed the phantoms of the five sword feathers, passing through the heads.

"Bang bang..."

Five dull sounds overlapped, and the phantoms of the five sword feathers burst into a ball of white mist. Immediately afterwards, a golden light flashed, and the five golden eagles dragged out powerful waves of air in the void, tangenting towards the body of the sword feather at the speed of aurora.

The speed of the five golden eagles is two or three times faster than that of the sword Ling attacking Han Chen.

Jian Ling's face finally changed a little shockedly. He quickly withdrew his sword and slashed countless dazzling sword shadows in succession.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"

Four crisp sounds in succession, a series of sparks emerged from the air. When Jian Ling was about to force the fifth golden eagle to retreat, an accident happened again.

“Buzz!”
Chapter completed!