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Chapter 1957 The Sword of the Great Sage, scrap metal

Chen Tianming never thought that he was actually beaten away by Ye Qiu, and his heart was filled with shock.

"Although my cultivation level has dropped, I am still at the peak of the Nascent Soul, but Ye Changsheng is only at the peak of the Cave Heaven. He is one big difference from me. How could he knock me away?"

Ye Qiu looked at Chen Tianming and said with disdain, "The first son of the Qingyun Sword Sect, is this little skill?"

Grass!

Chen Tianming was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

At the same time, he also thought of one thing: Does Yun Xi like to pretend to be a lie?

"Chen Tianming, what other means do you have? Just use it. Today I want you to understand what despair is."

Ye Qiu, a god who is tall and above, looks down at Chen Tianming, with an unparalleled aura.

"Go to die!"

Now that things have come to this point, there is nothing to say. Chen Tianming roared, and his broken palm recovered instantly, and he punched Ye Qiu hard.

This time, Chen Tianming's combat power was fully opened without any reservation.

When Chen Tianming punched, he still shouted, "Ye Changsheng, you don't know yet. Not only is my swordsmanship extraordinary, but I am also born with divine power. I don't believe that you can still block my fist."

"Born of divine power? By chance, my strength is not bad." Ye Qiu directly punched him.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided hard.

Suddenly, Chen Tianming felt that his fist seemed to hit a piece of meteorite from the sky, which was very hard, and it made his fist break.

"how so?"

Chen Tianming was unbelievable.

Among the younger generation of Qingyun Sword Sect, no one can compete with him in terms of strength and swordsmanship, but he found that Ye Qiu's power was stronger than him.

The next moment, the terrifying power was like a huge wave, pouring into his arms.

"not good--"

Chen Tianming was shocked and quickly retreated a hundred meters away.

However, he just stood firm and his mouth

Blood was blew up inside, and his whole arm exploded into pieces.

Ye Qiu sneered and said, "Chen Tianming, is this what you call natural divine power? Do you have any misunderstandings about natural divine power?"

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

Chen Tianming's face turned pale and he said in a deep voice, "I was careless just now."

"Ye Changsheng, don't be arrogant."

"Next, this Son of God will let you see my sword skills, and I hope you don't regret it."

Ye Qiu said, "I grew up so old, I never know what regret means."

Arrogant enough.

Chen Tianming's exploded right arm recovered in an instant, and then he did not sacrifice the long sword, but instead made seals in front of him with both hands.

After a moment.

"Swish swish swish swish--"

More than a thousand sword energy emerged from Chen Tianming's body.

Each sword energy is about several feet long, with a sharp edge and a very powerful aura.

"Ye Changsheng, I don't believe that you can still be my opponent." Chen Tianming said with a grim smile.

"puff!"

Chen Tianming flew backwards, a string of blood splashed on his chest. After falling to the ground, he quickly got up regardless of his injuries, looked at Ye Qiu in horror, and asked, "Ye Changsheng, what kind of sword technique is this?"

"Zhuxian Sword." Ye Qiu did not hide it.

Chen Tianming's eyes were even more shocked and he asked, "Ye Changsheng, where did you learn the Zhuxian Sword?"

"It's all your business." Ye Qiu cursed without hesitation.

"You must make it clear about this matter." Chen Tianming's face was serious.

Many years ago, a powerful man from the Qingyun Sword Sect created two very powerful sword techniques, one called "Slaying God" and the other called "Slaying Immortal".

As far as Chen Tianming knows, the Zhuxian Sword was lost a long time ago. Even in the classics of the Qingyun Sword Sect, only a few words were recorded. He did not expect that Ye Changsheng would use it today.

"Where did you learn the Zhuxian Sword?" Chen Tianming asked again.

"Nothing can be told." Ye Qiu responded coldly.

"If you don't say it, don't blame me." Chen Tianming sacrificed his long sword and said, "This sword is the Great Sage built by my grandfather himself. As long as I activate it, you will die without a burial place."

"Ye Changsheng, I advise you that it is best to tell me where did you learn the Zhuxian Sword?"

"In this case, maybe I can keep you a whole body."
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