"Boom!"

Thick energy shock waves burst out one after another over the Daoxing Sect.

Purple light shrouded over the Taotai Square, covering the sky and the sun, and the wind and clouds surged.

The Pili Pearl was detonated in the densest place, which directly caused huge casualties to many strong men. Even those who saved their lives were severely injured.

Under the protection of Hanchen and the top holy armor "Dragon Scale Wound", the crowd of Qixuan Peak survived.

Everyone here was stunned by the scene in front of him. These people finally knew what method Han Chen used to destroy the Lord's Mansion and Xiongxiang City Mansion Gate in an instant.

Horror, really horror.

"hiss!"

The Xuanyuan Gate, Wu Poison Gate, Ziyang Palace, Puppet Sect, Tianzhen Sect and other people who did not participate in the battle circle were all deeply breathing.

Lin Pu, Lei Mingtian, Yin Shangdong and other geniuses were all astonished as chills, with wide eyes.

At this moment, they couldn't help but secretly get lucky. Fortunately, they didn't participate in the action of siege and killing Han Chen like others, otherwise they might be dead or alive now.

The geniuses of Qixuan Peak who were protected by Han Chen were also stunned.

Similarly, when they saw Han Chen standing in front of them, they had no regrets about this "rebel against the heavenly mansion" behavior.

"Junior Brother Hanchen?" Yang Dingjie came to his senses first, with a hint of inquiry on his voice.

Han Chen took back the defense of the dragon scale wound, then turned around, and looked at Yang Dingjie with a firm look. Han Chen's eyes were filled with high fighting spirit and surging blood.

The geniuses of Qi Xuan Peak seem to be ignited again.

Han Chen raised the Tianmang Sword and shouted loudly, "Those who offend us will never forgive us. Those who take my life will be slaughtered! Kill!"

kill……

The roar of rage resounded through the sky, and the geniuses of Qixuan Peak all raised their arms and shouted, then they rolled up their fierce murderous aura again, launching the most fierce counterattack towards the enemies from all directions.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Pu Aojing, who was in a fierce confrontation with Xiao Hei, was already furious.

There were so many people who couldn't even take a cold Chen, but this made Pu Ao Jing even more annoyed. A vast force of martial arts was released, and the powerful force gathered in the palm of the palm. The sharp palm force caused the space to twist. A strong palm was mixed with the momentum of breaking the wind and hit Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's face changed slightly, but he was not willing to be outdone. The iron rod in his palm burst out with an extremely dazzling silver light. He pushed his arm forward, and the stick lights formed by lightning and lightning were facing Pu Ao Jing.

"Boom!"

The space shook violently, and a circle of solid air waves swept and spread in all directions.

Under the violent energy shock wave, Xiao Hei's arm numb, his tiger's mouth was about to split, and the iron rod almost flew out.

After all, it is only the fourth level of the immortal realm, and it is still a bit different from the Pu Ao Sutra.

"Hey, stupid thing, dare to stop me, take me another palm!"

"Swoosh!"

Pu Ao Jing moved his body, leaving a afterimage on the spot. His body reached Xiao Hei's body, raised his right palm wrapped in the dazzling martial arts power, shook the space, and hit Xiao Hei's chest.

A hint of panic flashed in Xiao Hei's eyes. In a hurry, he blocked his body with an iron stick, intending to withstand the opponent's attack with all his strength.

"Bang!"

A solid palm hit the silver iron rod, and with a dull explosion, Xiao Hei flew backwards, and at the same time a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hey!" Pu Aojing sneered, with a trace of ferocious look on his face. He took advantage of the situation to chase, rolled up a fierce momentum and chased after him, with a strong aura of killing Xiao Hei on the spot.

"You're overestimating your own abilities and will die!"

"call out!"

At this moment, Han Chen from another place directly broke out of the encirclement and attacked Pu Ao Jing at full speed.

"The lackey of Tianfu, I am the one you are looking for."

"bass!"

The sword light flashed. As the movement was moving, Han Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a ray of colorful soft light overflowed from his palm and quickly spread towards the sword body of the Tianmang Sword.

The gorgeous and soft colorful light is extremely beautiful, and the Tianmang Sword is like being stained in the essence of the rainbow.

Pu Aojing frowned, and his eyes were about to spit out fire, "Little beast, you are looking for death."

"snort!"

An evil arc appeared on the corner of Han Chen's mouth. When his heart moved, the Tianming Sword burst out with a brilliant colorful light.

“Buzz!”

The strong wind suddenly blew, and the void shook.

Han Chen drew his sword in front of him, and he thrust his sword. A cluster of colorful air waves formed in the air. The next moment, a seven-colored sword light broke out from the Tianming Sword and ran across the sky, like a meteor passing through the night sky, rapidly hitting Pu Ao Jing's chest.

The sword light was extremely fast and reached Pu Ao Jing's eyes in a flash. The latter's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

How is that possible?

Pu Aojing was shocked. Just this seemingly simple sword, he actually had the illusion that he didn't know how to meet it.

"Bang bang!"

Accompanied by the heavy loud noise, under the eyes of countless people in the audience, the seven-colored sword light hit Pu Aojing's chest.

In an instant, the seemingly ordinary sword light suddenly burst out with a devastating lethality.

The colorful light was like the thunder bead that exploded just now, venting the terrifying force that was as fierce as a tide and overwhelming as the sea.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise that shook the sky, Pu Ao's body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

I saw the colorful light mixed with dense sword shadows, and endless sword shadows kept hitting Pu Aojing's chest, his clothes were crushed and bloody.

Pu Aojing's eyes widened and fell from the sky with a shocked look on his face.

"Bang!"

After Pu Ao landed heavily, everyone's hearts shrank violently with his sound of landing.

In an instant, the entire Taotai Square seemed to become much quieter.

Thousands of eyes fell on Pu Ao Jing in unison, and everyone's face was full of incredibleness.

Oh my God!

What's going on?

Pu Ao Jing, who has the fifth level of immortality cultivation, was defeated by Han Chen in one move?

Looking at the scene that happened in front of you, the crowd here were all confused and lost their minds.

"Chang, the fifth level of the immortality?" Pu Aojing was trembling, his upper and lower teeth were trembling. He trembled and looked at him in horror. "You have actually broken through the fifth level of the immortality..."

Han Chen was standing tall, holding the Tianmang Sword slanted, looking at Pu Ao Jing below with indifferent eyes, and his tone showed disdain.
Chapter completed!