Ji Qinghan's beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

She once asked the Master of the Sword Pavilion for guidance on the way of swordsmanship.

As the number one person in swordsmanship in Zhongzhou, the Master of the Sword Pavilion has reached the perfection of Sword Eight and is only one step away from Sword Nine.

But even so, in terms of sword intent alone, it was not as strong as what this fellow Taoist gave her.

The sword intention that is stronger than the Perfection of Sword Eight is only in the realm of Sword Nine.

But.

The realm of refining the void, reaching the realm of Jianjiu?

Isn’t this too magical?

"Zheng!"

The sword screamed and roared straight into the sky.

The long sword in Ji Qinghan's hand broke away from her jade hand and fell into Yang Chen's hand.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, please lend me your spiritual sword!"

After Yang Chen finished speaking, his sword intent was concentrated on the spiritual sword, and he swung his sword towards the demon dragon in the sky.

A bloody sword light spread across the sky, directly turning into a hundred-mile river of blood, covering the sky and heading towards it. The black fog dragon rushes away

"Ouch!"

The demonic dragon roared and struggled in the blood river.

But the death-crushing sword intent, sun flames and light divine brilliance contained in the blood river directly crushed its demonic dragon's body into nothingness.

Even the black mist demonic cloud was smitten by the blood river. Submerged.

As the blood river gradually dissipated, two rickety figures appeared.

An old man and an old woman. They were as skinny as wood, with dense wrinkles on their faces.

At this moment, there was a trace of blood on the corners of their mouths, and there were several eye-catching scars on their bodies. , dripping with blood

"this.?"

"Two Hedao monks were seriously injured with one sword?"

Ji Qinghan, who was standing behind Yang Chen, her beautiful eyes were stunned at this moment.

A monk in the late stage of refining the void, seriously injured two powerful Hedao masters with one sword.

If this spreads out, I am afraid that all the old monsters in Zhongzhou will be shocked.

No wonder. This fellow Taoist had been calm and calm from the beginning, and did not put these two soul palace old demons in his eyes at all. It turned out that he was confident.

Looking at Yang Chen's outstanding back, Ji Qinghan's eyes couldn't help but be in a trance.

Through this Sword, Yang Chen has a clear understanding of his current strength.

After absorbing the energy of life, his strength has reached the ninth level of Void Refining. With the bonus of the ninth sword realm, he directly and seriously injured two people with all his strength. He is a monk in the early stage of He Dao realm.

Although the divine flames of the sun and the divine brilliance of light are naturally restrained by the Soul Palace monks, this sword is also beyond the ability of ordinary early stage He Dao monks to withstand.

"Junior, I didn’t expect you to have such strength, I really underestimated you!"

"But don’t be complacent, the palace master has noticed your existence, you won’t live for long, hehe!"

"Old lady, let’s go!"

After saying that, the old man grabbed the Heaven Sealing Lock in his hand and was about to leave through the air.

However, a silver seal suddenly fell from the sky.

The seal was like a big mountain, filled with endless space power, solidifying all the space in this world.

"Damn it, it’s the Yukong Seal!"

"Junior, you are a monk from Daotian Holy Land!"

The old man roared.

He and the silver-haired old woman took action together, trying to break free from the suppression of the Yukong Seal.

However, with Yang Chen's current understanding of the way of space and the use of the Yukong Seal, not to mention the two seriously injured Hedao realm In the early stages of monks, even in the middle and late stages of Hedao realm, he can still suppress them with confidence.

"boom!"(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The Yukong Seal fell heavily, and the mountains on the earth trembled.

Yang Chen held his palm lightly, and the Yukong Seal quickly shrank and returned to his hand.

He could actually kill it just now Kill these two Hedao old demons.

But since they are from the Soul Palace, let’s keep them for now.

Yin Jiu told him some of the secret methods of the Soul Palace before, and when he has time, he will test them with these two Hedao realm old demons. one time

"The fellow Taoist used the ninth level of the Void Refining Realm to suppress two Hedao monks. This kind of talent is enough to astound the past and present. Qinghan admires him!"

At this time, Ji Qinghan, who had come back to his senses, walked to Yang Chen's side, his voice slightly excited.

Then he said:

"The fellow Daoist who used the Yukong Seal just now must be the legendary Holy Son of Daotian who defeated Yu Zun with one sword!"

"So Qinghan should call you, Fellow Daoist Yang, from now on?"(Liao Nuohao) Ji Qinghan looked at Yang Chen, his beautiful eyes blazing.

Unexpectedly, this fellow Taoist was the rumored Holy Son of Daotian.

Their Tianming Dynasty and Daotian Holy Land both belonged to the righteous path of Zhongzhou, and they had a close relationship. That's not bad.

My sister also has a good relationship with the Holy Lord Daotian.[]

In this way, it was fate that I was saved by the Holy Son of Daotian.

Maybe in the future.

Thinking of this, Ji Han's cheeks couldn't help but feel slightly hot.

But in her beautiful eyes, there was a hint of expectation.

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