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Chapter 391

"Weichen, do you really want to fight me?"

Qiyuan looked at the power lingering around Han Xiuchen, and his eyes fluctuated for a moment and then asked.

He had fought with Han Xiuchen for countless years.

He and Han Xiuchen knew the truth.

So there is actually no need to fight between him and Han Xiuchen.

Because it makes no sense at all.

"The origin is not that I want to fight you, but that you want to be unable to get along with me."

Han Xiuchen clenched his fists slightly, and his eyes looked at the Origin with great calmness.

The next moment, the power emitted from his body suddenly condensed into a phantom behind him.

The phantom is more than three meters tall, with a blurred face and a black robe.

There was an indescribable aura on his body.

It seems to make people feel desperate, but it seems to make people stay in the moment of despair forever and never wake up from it.

"You have your reason, and I have my reason."

Zhiyuan looked at the phantom condensed by Han Xiuchen's power and sighed softly.

Then he slowly stood up, and the throne behind him disappeared silently.

And the halo that lingers around him slowly turned into a nine-color spear.

As the spear was formed, Qingming felt that the whole body was palpitations.

Because she felt a strong threat from the spear, and even felt an endless pressure from the spear that could not resist.

The spear was formed, Zhiyuan held the spear and stabbed Han Xiuchen lightly.

As the spear stabbed out, the time that could not feel time suddenly became extremely solidified.

It was like the spear had its own space, locking Han Xiuchen.

And above the spear, there was also a nine-colored light flowing, and the nine-colored light was filled with the power of the great way.

Moreover, there is more than one power of the Great Dao.

Thorn!

At the moment when the Origin took action, Han Xiuchen stood there without moving at all.

The phantom behind him stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Suddenly, a flash of Han Xiuchen's body appeared in his body, and the phantom was instantly held in his hand.

The phantom held the handle of the knife for a moment and slashed out with a light knife.

At this moment, the blade turned black in an instant, and endless power of despair lingered on the blade.

Chichi!

The moment the long sword and the spear collided, the power of despair entangled and collided, making this side unable to feel time and space, which suddenly became extremely unstable.

Even at this moment, you can feel the turbulence of time and space from this world.

Loomingly, rules of the great way flashed in this world.

"Weichen, I'll ask again, are you sure you want to fight me?"

The moment the spear and the sword separated, Qiyuan asked Han Xiuchen again.

The nine-color spear in his hand vaguely added an invisible color.

And Qiyuan also exudes an indescribable aura of majesty and power.

He stood there without moving, and even did not emit any breath on his body, but he gave Qingming a feeling that it was like the center of everything in the world and the origin of everything in the world.

"I have learned a lot in my life, such as practicing martial arts, practicing immortals, becoming a spirit, becoming a demon... Everything has achieved a little bit of success, but it is difficult to reach the elegance of the world in the end.

Similarly, what I have learned in this life is quite Zhong Yi. Combined with what I have learned in life, plus some of my opportunities and my emotions, I have found myself and stepped out of my own path."

Han Xiuchen did not answer the origin, but slowly started talking after he spoke.

After saying this, Han Xiuchen paused slightly and continued, "I am an extremely desperate person, because my power is despair, but equally, I am also a person full of hope, because my power is the core, a ray of hope.

I create hope with despair, and I despair with hope, so my self has long determined who I will eventually become, and my self has long determined my ultimate destiny.

So since you and I can’t explain clearly, you and me have many thoughts that outsiders don’t know about it, but it’s meaningless.

Come on, let me see what the real origin is, and let me see how powerful the real you are.

And I will also show my true state, allowing you to see clearly what kind of person I, Han Xiuchen, is and where I will go."

The moment the words were finished, the phantom behind Han Xiuchen gradually became smaller and eventually became the same size as him, overlapping with him.

At this moment, Han Xiuchen, who originally seemed extremely illusory, became a little more solid.

The moment in his hand became brighter than ever before.

It looks dull.

But it also seems that at this moment, it is constantly emitting dazzling sword light, illuminating this world of origin.

"Since you have said this to this point, I won't say much."

Qiyuan couldn't help but sigh in a low voice when he heard what Han Xiuchen said.

The next moment, he reached out his hand and grabbed it slightly in the sky. Suddenly, the dark sky was pulled off from the sky like a curtain, and continued to surge into the spear in his hand.

When the last dark sky surged into the spear, a big hole appeared on the sky above its head, which was daunting.

And several lines appeared faintly on the spear in his hand.

He casually shot out, and a dark chain of the avenue appeared directly, attacking Han Xiuchen.

"That's amazing!"

Seeing the Origin attack directly condensed the origin of the Dao to attack him, Han Xiuchen couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

You know, the chains of the Great Dao are not just formed by the power of the Great Dao.

But the true core power of the great way world.

The guy from Zhiyuan used such a power with a casual blow, which was enough to show how terrifying the origin was.

It can even be said that the origin is much more difficult than he imagined than when he had dealt with him before.

But no matter how emotional it is.

Han Xiuchen was not afraid at all, nor even felt cowardly at all.

The moment he slowly raised his hand, a dark light emanated from the blade.

It seemed like an infinite power of despair was emitted from a moment, covering the origin.

The moment the sword fell, this world of origin seemed to have truly entered a world of a moment.

Countless sword lights are displayed in this world of origin.

A pair of illusory and cold sword-like eyes formed in the sky, hanging from the sky to watch the origin.
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