Chen Ping saw the indifferent feeling in the Demon Lord.

This is a kind of natural self-confidence, just like everything is under his control, so he is not too busy.

Chen Ping's response was very direct, and he had already held the black sword in his hand.

At this time, the disciples of Cang Yuan Sect who noticed Chen Ping and the eighth prince all exclaimed in surprise.

At the beginning, they were looking forward to the two of them hitting the earth, and then they miraculously worked together, and then they split up their own ways and worked together.

I thought the comparison between these two people would be seen at the last moment, but who knew they suddenly got ahead of time.

"Is Chen Ping seeking death?"

Some people made a mocking voice, perhaps they wanted to flatter the Eighth Prince more.

“It’s really fun!”

Even some strong men looked at the two people on the picture with interest.

You know, Chen Ping has killed one person and lost five people in a row.

As for the Demon Lord, no one dared to attack him.

In other words, the disciple of Cang Yuan Sect who did not attack him just wanted to take action at the last moment.

The confrontation between Chen Ping and the Demon Lord finally attracted the attention of the audience again, and everyone's eyes fell on their picture.

In the map of mountains and rivers, in front of the mountains and rivers monument!

Chen Ping's aura was rising wildly. Tianxia always thought that he had already practiced to the Spirit Gathering Peak, but only he himself understood that he was now at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

And it is the seventh level of spirit gathering that I have just entered for a short time!

The entire Dantian Qi Sea is like a real sea, erupting, and the breath of the whole body is mixed into the Qi and blood, emitting strange golden lights.

Before the two of them had officially fought, the auras on their bodies collided with each other!

There was no way to see who had taken advantage of the scent of the breath, and both of them were still standing without moving at all.

This is a match for the opponent!

Chen Ping moved first, and the black sword in his hand turned into a black shadow, and the person also dissipated in the air.

The Demon Lord used no weapons, just punched the space.

The powerful energy seemed to tear the space apart, and Chen Ping's figure was forced to retreat.

Whether it is shrinking into an inch or controlling the rules of the mountain and river map, it is not an advantage at this time, because in this regard, the Demon Lord is not inferior to himself at all.

The power of the Demon Lord's punch is stronger than that of the ordinary Spirit Gathering Peak.

Chen Ping did not dare to underestimate the most powerful opponent he had encountered in the spiritual gathering realm so far.

After pushing Chen Ping out with one punch, the Demon Lord's face became a little cold and arrogant, and he pinched Chen Ping casually.

The space around was like he was holding it in his hands.

Chen Ping felt that this was a real control over the power of heaven and earth. Generally, only cultivators of Jidan had such ability.

The Demon Lord is not yet at the level of the Gathering Dan Realm, so naturally he cannot truly control the power of heaven and earth.

"Break it for me!"

Chen Ping slashed out a fierce sword towards the space around him.

The powerful energy was like tearing the space into chaos, and the aura that suppressed Chen Ping collapsed with a bang.

But at this time, the Demon Lord's fist had arrived. His purpose was to wait for Chen Ping to deal with the suppression force, but he had already punched again.

Dong!

It was like a drum beat, and this punch hit Chen Ping's black-strike giant sword.

This was the sound of energy collision, and Chen Ping took a step back.
Chapter completed!