Lei Tianli understood and quickly came to Liu Xiaoyue and said: "Miss Liu, if you continue to stay here, you will only hinder Chen Tianyang. If you are really worried about him, it is better to stay away from him."

Liu Xiaoyue's expression suddenly froze, and her struggling movements stopped.

Liu Zhan was overjoyed, gave Lei Tianli a look of approval, and pulled Liu Xiaoyue quickly back.

Lei Tianli stood not far away, protecting Liu Xiaoyue from harm.

Chen Tianyang breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes were sharp, and the sword intent around him surged again. Under the blessing of the purple sword light, both strength and speed were greatly enhanced. The purple sword light flickered and the sword shadow continued to attack Gong Tianque.

of vital importance.

Gong Tianque was not as profound as Musashi Banri, nor was he as fast as Sect Leader Li. Facing Chen Tianyang's lightning fast attack, he could only use his golden sword energy to parry with all his strength, and kept retreating.

Everyone around was shocked. No wonder Chen Tianyang could rise so quickly. In a duel, even the "late legend" strong men could not parry his sword light. Sure enough, there are no virtual warriors despite his reputation!

On the other side, Morris, the vice-pope of the Western Holy See, winked at March, the chief heretic judge beside him.

The next moment, Ma Qi strode towards Chen Tianyang. His burly body stepped on the ground, making a "rumbling" sound, as if there was an earthquake.

Despite his burly body, he was extremely fast. He rushed to Chen Tianyang in an instant. Yang Tian roared, clenched his fist as big as a casserole, and hit Chen Tianyang hard.

In an instant, the powerful punching wind caused Chen Tianyang's face to hurt, and he almost couldn't open his eyes. Long cracks appeared on the bluestone ground under his feet, extending towards his back.

Chen Tianyang frowned, gave up chasing Gong Tianque, and swung his sword horizontally, slashing at Ma Qi's fist.

With a "clang" sound, Chen Tianyang felt as if he had been struck on a gold stone... No, even a gold stone would be split in half by the purple sword light, but if it was struck on the opponent's fist, it would not cause any harm.

, instead there was a counter-shock force, which made Chen Tianyang's wrists numb and his body's energy and blood surged.

Startled, Chen Tianyang immediately stepped back.

Chen Tianyang moved his numb wrist a little. He remained calm on the surface, but he was extremely surprised in his heart. The purple sword light had surpassed all the magical weapons in the world, but it could not hurt Ma Qi even a hair, the heretical judge of the Western Holy See.

Long and physically strong to an incredible extent!

Ma Qi did not pursue Chen Tianyang immediately. Although he was not injured by the purple sword light, bursts of severe pain came from the area struck by the purple sword light, which made him grin.

"Ma Qi is a super strong man that our Western Holy See has spent countless efforts to cultivate. Even within the Western Holy See, except for the Pope, no one is Ma Qi's opponent. No, to be precise, no one can hurt him at all.

." Morris seemed to see Chen Tianyang's doubts and said with a smile: "Chen Tianyang, just go ahead and capture him."

As if to confirm what he said, Ma Qi rubbed the red and swollen back of his hand, suddenly roared, waved his fist again and rushed towards Chen Tianyang "kick, kick, kick", as if he wanted to smash Chen Tianyang into a puddle of meat!

Chen Tianyang raised his finger, pointed the purple sword light at Ma Qi, and frowned: "I want to see if it is your body that is stronger, or my sword that is faster!"

He immediately jumped up and turned into a purple dragon!
Chapter completed!