After some people calmed down their emotions, they took away the bodies of people they were familiar with.

At this time, the people who entered the No. 3 Light Cave basically looked numb. Although they had obtained some pills, how could the pills that were about to lose their efficacy be worthy of such a dangerous journey?

Looking at the deep passage ahead, the people reluctantly dragged in.

I don’t know how long I had been walking, but when I was about to collapse, a stone door that could only accommodate two people standing side by side appeared at the end of the tunnel.

A few lines of words were written scribbled on the stone gate. Just when he was at a loss for these incomprehensible words, a white-haired old man who was originally in the crowd was silently staying in the crowd and walked away from the person in front of him and walked to the stone gate.

"Sword cultivators have to constantly fight, fight with people, fight with earth, fight with heaven, and fight with themselves. Only the B who survives in the duel can be called powerful. Find the two sword cultivators, open the stone gate, and fight with duel."

After the old man silently translated the sentences, he retreated back to the crowd.

I saw that there were two mechanisms on both sides of the stone gate, which must have been opened by those participating in the duel.

Hearing the conditions like this, everyone was talking, but their eyes couldn't stop looking at Shangguan Huan and Chen Ping who had just killed the mecha. These two of them had just killed the powerful men of the mecha alone.

Shangguan Huan was overjoyed when he saw that everyone was intending to send him and Chen Ping in. This was his god-given opportunity. No one would care more about Chen Ping.

Seeing this, Chen Ping and Shangguan Huan didn't say much, and they stepped forward and held the mechanism down, sending some sword intent to him.

The stone door slowly opened, but there was a cloud of fog inside, and everyone couldn't see the scene inside clearly.

"Please."

After saying that, Shangguan Huan stepped in.

Chen Ping did not hesitate too much. Although Shangguan Huan had the mark of the Ancestral Dragon Royal Family and was also very strong in hard power, Chen Ping was not a soft persimmon at his control.

The two disappeared into the fog, and the stone gate closed, leaving behind a group of people anxiously waiting for the result, and some even started a gambling game.

Speaking of which, as soon as Chen Ping and Shangguan Huan stepped in, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, including mountains, rivers, lakes, and bustling streets.

Finally, I stopped in a quiet bamboo forest. The wind kept making rustling sounds through the bamboo forest. It seemed that there was an outsider sitting cross-legged in the depths of the bamboo forest.

I heard the man take a sip of tea and said lightly: "You can start."

As soon as the mysterious man finished speaking, Shangguan Huan's hand turned into a sharp blade and rushed towards Chen Ping. Chen Ping drew out the Canglong sword and blocked it in front of his chest.

After a few rounds and turns, Shangguan Huan was surprised that Chen Ping was comparable to his strength and sneered: "You are here!"

After saying that, Shangguan Huan took out a very simple sword from the ring. After taking off the sword sheath, the sword body was constantly surging with wind elements.

A strong wind came, and Shangguan Huan, who had the sword, was quite powerful.

The two sword intentions became stronger and stronger in the collision, and the mysterious man who was drinking tea squinted his eyes and smiled and admired the battle.

"Wind Demon Slash!"

With the help of the sword, the destructive power is a little stronger, and the surrounding space fluctuates to a certain extent.

This sword energy blocked all the dead corners of Chen Ping. Just when Shangguan Huan sighed that the battle was still lacking in passion, the sword in Chen Ping's hand faded away its simple appearance and revealed the original appearance of the Canglong Sword.

A dragon roar passed through the bamboo forest and Yunxiao. Before Shangguan Huan could walk out of surprise, Chen Ping had already made a gesture to complete the sword attack. The body of the Canglong sword turned into a sword rain and then joined together again. It was more than several times stronger than the initial momentum. There was a vague image of an ancient giant sword behind the sword.

"Thousands of swords return to one!"

Chen Ping raised his sword and stabbed at the Feng Demon.

The mysterious man who drinks tea applauds.

The two swords collided together, and the hedging fluctuations shook the bamboo forest and fell leaves all over the sky.

The two retreated to the edge of the bamboo forest at the same time. Chen Ping's tiger's mouth was faintly numb, and then he saw that the sword in Shangguan Huan had already appeared in the gap.

"Very good, very good, you didn't disappoint me."

Shangguan Huan said to Chen Ping madly.

"I'm afraid this time can't be what you want."

After Chen Ping said that, his hands rose up with flames, and two fire snakes wrapped around the Canglong Sword.

The Canglong Sword, which was spitting out flames everywhere, grinding the surrounding bamboo forest a little yellow.

"I'm very happy! Chen Ping! You can play with me for so long! I want to thank you!"

As Shangguan Huan said, all the wind in this bamboo forest stopped, and for a moment there was only the rustling of fallen leaves and the sound of mysterious people sucking tea.

Chen Ping didn't want to give him a chance, so he raised his sword and slashed it up.

"It's too late!"

Shangguan Huan's hands full of wind elements kept waving around him, and soon intertwined into a seemingly airtight orb.

The moment Chen Ping's attack landed on the sphere, a powerful reaction force bounced away Chen Ping.

The sphere did not stop because of this, and moved quickly towards Chen Ping, like a hedgehog with sharp thorns all over his body.

Since that's the case, Chen Ping flew into the air and dissipated the flames from the sword body.

A huge sword formation fell down with a majestic aura. Nearly a hundred Qingfeng sword shadows were flying back and forth in the sword formation, and the sword formation began to rotate rapidly.

The mysterious man who felt the extremely powerful sword intent on the side finally couldn't help but stand up.

The skills that Shangguan Huan used began to appear under the continuous bombardment of the Qingfeng Sword Formation. Soon, Shangguan Huan could not help but stop and began to lift his sword to block it.

At this time, Shangguan Huan lost the cold and fierce momentum at the beginning, and his hands were constantly injured, like a bloody man.

Unexpectedly, before Chen Ping was injured, he became like this first!

Shangguan Huan roared: "I will tear you into pieces!"

In an instant, the mark of the Ancestral Dragon Royal Family behind Shangguan Huan shone brightly, and green scales appeared on his body, and a pair of vertical pupils appeared with his eyes open. The original skin of his fingers was broken and turned into yellow claws.

However, seeing the incarnation process, Chen Ping sighed inwardly that his Qilin Seal would not be so troublesome when he transformed.

When the green sword energy in the Qingfeng Sword Formation touched it, it could only leave white marks after making a "ding" sound. Seeing that the attack was invalid, Chen Ping had no need to continue to release it to consume his energy, so he waved his hand to disperse the sword formation and waited for it to change.

"This is our Ancestral Dragon Royal Family!"

Shangguan Huan, who had completed his transformation, looked up and roared at Chen Ping.

"It seems that your bloodline is still impure."

Seeing that he had just turned into scales, Chen Ping laughed at him and said with a sneer.

"I'm going to peel your skin! I've sucked your tendons!"

Shangguan Huan, who transformed, became even more irritable and his animal nature was released.

"Then let's see if your skin is hard enough."
Chapter completed!