Just now.

The sword light rising up into the sky suddenly turned into a white robe old man not far from Su Chen.

"My name, sword slave!"

The white-robed old man spoke lightly, then looked at Su Chen, and said coldly: "Those who dare to hit the Tianyuan Sword, die!"

The voice fell, the white-robed old man, already holding a long sword in his hand, the long sword flicked, and dazzling brilliance radiated from the long sword.

Next second.

The white-robed old man stepped across the void, and instantly-arrived in front of Su Chen.

The speed of the old man in white is too fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he has reached Su Chen's front.

"Huh! I'm looking for death!" Su Chen laughed in anger when he saw this. He gritted his teeth, and the power of the soul in his body ran wildly. In his hand, the same sword appeared in Su Chen's hand.

The two swords collided, the sword in Su Chen's hand was shocked by a huge force, and the sword in the hands of the white-robed old man was also shocked, but there was no surprise on the face of the white-robed old man. color.

The white-robed old man snorted coldly: "Ant, let me smash it!" Before the words fell, another horrible sword light rushed directly to Su Chen, and Su Chen, without showing any weakness, was also a sword light welcoming it. That horrible sword light.

Boom!

The sword light collided with the sword light, and a loud noise erupted.

The white-haired old man lost to Su Chen, and he flew out even more.

"Ha ha ha ha.

Su Chen laughed: "Ant, just because you want to kill me? Dreaming!"

When the white-haired old man heard the words, he couldn't help turning into anger and resentment.

He didn't expect that he would be so despised, even humiliated, by the Practitioner in front of him!

This is the first time in ten thousand years that he was so insulted by a person!

His heart was full of anger.

"Damn!" The white-robed old man cursed in a low voice, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place again.

He appeared again, but he appeared in front of Su Chen.His eyes were filled with a terrifying murderous aura. The power of destroying the world, slashed to Su Chen fiercely!

When the white-haired old man made a move, Su Chen noticed the white-haired old man's move.

"Sword Mang Slash!" Su Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

Sword Mang Slash is an extremely tyrannical attacking technique.

This is a powerful technique that uses the power of the soul as a medium to urge the power of the soul to condense into a sword, and then use the power of the own soul to control the sword's light and exert a terrifying force.

This kind of move is very overbearing, once it is hit, even if it is not dead, it will be seriously injured, even Death.

The white-robed old man used his sword to slash, absolutely using a lot of power.

"Hehe, ants are ants. How can you compete with me?!" Su Chen smiled disdainfully.

Immediately afterwards.

In Su Chen's eyes, countless divine and soul power, condensed into countless swords, unexpectedly rushed towards the sword light ahead under his control.

The sword glow of the white-haired old man is an extremely domineering attacking technique, but Su Chen uses the power of the soul to condense into countless sword glows and rushes towards the sword glow. This is not only not afraid of death, extremely stupid, but also one. What a fool can do!

A wave of terrifying sounds spread all over the place, and the sword light disappeared directly after slashing the countless sword light.

However, although Jianmangzhan disappeared, it also took away some of Su Chen's soul power.

"puff!"

Su Chen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, the whole person also shook, and he involuntarily took a step back.

"Huh?" The white-robed old man frowned. Obviously, he hadn't expected that Su Chen would be able to block his sword light cut, and would be able to hurt him!

How can this be?!

The shock in the white-haired old man's heart is even stronger, and this shock is even more than the shock he felt when he saw the power of the sword spirit!

The power of the sword spirit is the power of the sword. He is the former disciple of the first saint of Tianyuan Sacred Land. Therefore, the cultivation is also the swordsmanship.

The sword art he cultivated is almost the same as the strength of the sword spirit, and even slightly better!

The strength of the sword spirit is the purest sword power in the world. His cultivation speed is much faster than the strength of the sword spirit, and his Sword Technique Realm is also much higher.

However, the horror of the power of the sword spirit is still far beyond their sword arts.

But this human being in front of him can actually cultivate the power of sword spirit?

Moreover, it is still so pure! So domineering! Such a heaven-defying sword spirit power!

This makes the gray-haired old man unbelievable.

Su Chen didn't care about his own injuries, his eyes still fixed on the gray-haired old man: "Lou Ant, I will show you today, the true strength of my Su Chen!"

...For flowers...

The voice fell.

In Su Chen's body, the power of the soul began to condense quickly.

"The power of the soul?!" The white-haired old man's face changed slightly. He did not expect that this human being would actually use the power of the soul, and he would even cultivate the power of the soul, which was too weird.

However, the power of Su Chen cultivation spirit, for the white-haired old man, does not cause him any trouble.

"Although the power of the soul is powerful, can you block my three attacks? If you continue to attack three times, you will definitely die!" The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the murderous aura in his eyes became stronger.

"You are wrong. Blocking your three attacks does not mean that I can't block your fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth attacks!" Su Chen said disdainfully.

0.........

Su Chen's tone was extremely calm, as if he didn't put the white-haired old man to put in one’s eyes at all.

"Looking for death!" The white-haired old man was furious, the anger in his eyes was more intense, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Su Chen, his speed was astonishing, his speed reached the extreme, and in a flash, he came to Su Chen's. Nearer.

"Shoo.

The sword light was cut by Su Chen's side, and the space around Su Chen's body was shattered and annihilated.

"The power of the power of the soul is really powerful, but my power of the soul is also very powerful!" Su Chen muttered in his heart, and at the same time, his eyes showed a strong color of confidence.

Although the power of the soul is domineering, it also has a certain limit. Once this limit is exceeded, the effect of the power of the soul will be reduced by about half.

Therefore, Su Chen's self-confidence comes from the power of own soul!

The power of the soul is Su Chen's trump card, and the degree of horror of his power is unknown to any practitioner!

"Little bastard, die!" At this moment, the white-haired old man finally arrived in front of Su Chen, holding a white robe in his hand, stab Su Chen!

"Huh!" Su Chen snorted disdainfully, and dodged his body to avoid the white-haired old man's attack.

Su Chen escaped the attack of the white-haired old man, his figure flickered, and once again appeared beside the white-haired old man. The blood-colored long sword in his hand struck a sharp sword light, and he slashed out again. At,

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