Chaotic Sword God

The middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen and Xiaoling, his face was indifferent and his eyes were deep, but at the moment when he looked at Jian Chen, a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes. In addition to the little spirits he met, there was actually a hidden powerhouse whose strength was comparable to the source realm. He never thought that this person would also step into the realm of kendo. Although the realm was lower than his own, only he knew in his heart that he wanted How difficult it is to step into the realm of kendo.

Even in the world of holy abandonment, there are countless strong swordsmen, and many of them have stepped into the realm of the source, but without exception, none of them have stepped into the swordsmanship.

What's more, the person in front of him who understands the realm of kendo is still in this world where the power of the source is gone, and the power of the source is extremely rare.

Immediately, the middle-aged man's eyes turned to the huge planet under his feet, staring in the direction of Tianyuan Continent, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and he whispered: "I have misestimated the strength of your side."

"Who are you?" Jian Chen asked in a deep voice. Although he had already seen that the person on the opposite side was not his real body, but a force and primordial spirit, even so, the other side had brought him a mountain of pressure. , if the other party is in person, what a terrible opponent it will be.

"You can call me the Holy Spirit King." The middle-aged man said in a flat tone.

Jian Chen froze in his heart and said, "King Holy Spirit, the ruler of the Holy Abandoned Realm, it is you, but this world belongs to us, not the place you should come."

"We must come to this place, and no one can stop it." The King Holy Spirit's tone was still flat, but it revealed a firm determination.

Jian Chen's eyes froze. Although the opponent's strength is a little scary, it is not the deity's personal presence after all.

Jian Chen clenched the Ziying sword tightly, and the shocking sword energy was condensed all over his body, emitting a dazzling white light that enveloped his whole body, causing the void to vibrate violently. There were terrifying energy fluctuations, and then Jian Chen seemed to transform his body into a sword, and the human and sword merged into one, turning into a purple beam and stabbing at the Holy Spirit King at a lightning speed.

He didn't keep his hand, he had already released this blow with all his strength. Whether it was the fourth layer of chaos power or the realm of kendo, he had exerted it to the fullest. It is even more powerful, and the power of Ling's blow has far exceeded the realm of the emperor, reaching the attack intensity of the powerhouse in the source realm.

Zimang broke through the sky, the void shattered, and was cut into a huge void that was hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters wide. The power of Jian Chen's sword was too strong. Continent cut off a small piece.

The Holy Spirit King is as unmoving as a mountain, calm and calm, with an incomparably powerful confidence in him, and the stalwart body seems to have become incomparably tall, able to support the world alone.

He held the Flowing Cloud Sword in his right hand, the black light on the Flowing Cloud Sword shone, and an extremely powerful force was stored in the Flowing Cloud Sword without releasing it, and then used the most basic straight stabs to shoot at the oncoming Ziying Sword.

This is the most basic straight stab in ordinary swordsmanship. However, this blow shows extraordinary power in the hands of the Holy Spirit King. A simple straight stab contains a kind of supreme supernatural power. This blow does not seem as simple as it seems, it implies the power of heaven and earth, and blends with the Tao.

"boom."

The sword tips of Liu Yunjian and Ziying Sword were violently clicked together, and a deafening roar suddenly erupted. The aftermath of the extremely strong energy turned into a terrifying energy storm that swept in all directions, causing the void to tremble and the stars sadly.

The momentum of Ziyingjian's forward charge came to an abrupt end, and Jianchen's figure was also revealed.

The Ziying Sword and the Liuyun Sword were not separated. The tips of the two divine swords touched each other and stalemate in the void. The huge energy was vented from the two divine swords, and they wanted to compete.

With the competition of energy, the space there began to shatter. There was even a black hole at the tip of the two divine swords, which was expanding rapidly. The energy aftermath from the competition of the two divine swords entered this Disappeared in the black hole.

Jian Chen and the Holy Spirit King were in a stalemate like this. Although the Holy Spirit King had the strength of the source realm, but this time he came not the deity, leaving only a force in the floating cloud sword, and his strength could not be completely play out.

At this time, Xiaoling also took action. She suppressed the timidity in her heart and quietly appeared behind the Holy Spirit King. She raised her small fist and smashed it hard. As soon as the fist was punched, the surrounding void collapsed. , Xiaoling's punch is too powerful, and it's even worse than Jian Chen's punch.

The Holy Spirit King was not flustered. In an instant, a powerful sword energy condensed from his left hand, emitting a dazzling white light, illuminating the surrounding void.

This is the sword qi that he displayed in the realm of kendo. It was not transformed by pure energy, but the condensation of rules. It was much stronger than the sword qi displayed by Jian Chen.

The Holy Spirit King did not turn his head, and slashed backwards like lightning with the sword in his left hand, forcing Xiaoling to withdraw his fist and turn to resist the attack of the sword qi.

"Touch." With a dull sound, the sword qi dissipated, Xiaoling successfully blocked the attack of the Holy Spirit King, but she was also forced back several kilometers.

"It's amazing." Xiaoling exclaimed for a while, her innocent eyes filled with disbelief, her strength has reached the realm of returning to the source, but the Holy Spirit King deity has not yet arrived, just a condensed energy Clone her back.

"Broken." The Holy Spirit King Qinghe, his arm suddenly shook, and a powerful force burst out from the Liuyun Sword, instantly breaking the balance of the Ziying Sword, completely suppressing Jianchen in an instant, and knocking Jianchen out. Even the man and the sword flew out far upside down.

Jian Chen's expression became unprecedentedly solemn. The power of the Holy Spirit King far exceeded his expectations. He did not expect that even a clone would become so powerful.

Jian Chen stabilized his figure in the distance, squeezed the sword in his hand, and quickly changed various complicated handprints with his hands, and then shouted: "One sword splits the sky." In an instant, the Ziying sword became a hundred The meter-long divine sword, the purple sword energy rose, and slashed towards the Holy Spirit King like lightning.

This is one of the sword techniques taught by Ziying Sword Spirit to Jian Chen. Although it is considered a foundation in the eyes of Ziqing Sword Spirit, at this moment when Jian Chen displays it, he can burst out with a formidable power that surpasses his own strength, just like a holy king It is like displaying holy-level combat skills, which can severely inflict severe damage on the powerful saints.

Moreover, the power of this sword art is much stronger than that of holy-level combat skills.

The Holy Spirit King's eyes narrowed, he had been locked in his breath, and he could not dodge at all. He could only resist, and in the process of slashing under the Ziying sword, he felt that his body seemed to be imprisoned by a mysterious force. , became as heavy as a mountain.

"This is the Sword Territory." The Holy Spirit King murmured, his eyes flickered, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, his fighting intent was soaring to the sky, and he whispered: "Breaking the world." Yes, I saw a flash of black light, clicked in the void, and immediately defeated the invisible force that bound him.

"Broken Sword." The Holy Spirit King shouted again, holding the Liuyun Sword and charged directly to the 100-meter-sized Ziying Sword. There was a strange force circulating on the Liuyun Sword, and it hit the Ziying Sword.

"Ding." With the sound of a crisp symphony, Jian Chen unleashed his sword to split the sky, and the power erupted like a deflated ball, and began to weaken rapidly. After a while, the Ziying Sword recovered. The normal state flew back into his hands.