Chen Xuejian was knocked away by a sword and broke into several rooms. Finally, he was embedded in the wall before stopping.

Shaking his head, he felt dizzy. He looked at Cao Zihang in surprise, but he didn't expect that this man who looked gentle and gentle was so terrifying.

The commander of the ape man next to him was simply not worth mentioning.

Feng Shiyi shouted softly: "You have broken through again!"

When we met last time, this person was only eighteen Yuantian, but because of his special practice, he had very strong combat power.

When I saw this today, I found that this person's cultivation has improved a lot more than last time, and it is no longer comparable to him.

Cao Zihang looked at Chen Xuejian and was also a little surprised: "He is still alive!"

His practice is special, and there are not many people in the same realm that can be compared with him, let alone those who are several major realms lower than him.

After the sword just now, let alone the fifteenth Yuantian, even Feng, who was seventeenth Yuantian, was seriously injured even if he was not dead at this moment, but he could feel that Chen Xuejian was far from being injured as severe as he imagined.

"This is a person stronger than Ye Shouli!"

After meeting, Chen Xuejian already knew the other party’s realm: twenty yuan heaven.

This is not something you can deal with in this situation. Chen Xuejian began to think about how to run away.

"I want to run, dream!"

Feng saw what he was thinking at a glance, waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to block the laboratory door.

"Sword Ghost!"

Cao Zihang looked at Chen Xuejian and smiled slightly: "It's not easy to become famous by stepping on Ye Shouli! Tell me about your origin, maybe I can let you go!"

He carried a broad sword in his hand, nearly one foot wide, more than one meter five meters long, silver-white. He was made of unknown material, and it was completely disproportionate to his tall and thin body.

"I am from Kunlun Mountain!"

Chen Xuejian grinned: "Do you want to ask which lineage I am from?"

He remembered that when Andre heard that he was from Kunlun Mountain, he almost stopped fighting, so he naturally talked about it casually today.

I didn't expect it to be useful after I said it.

Cao Zihang's face turned clear and he asked in a deep voice: "Are you from Kunlun Mountain? Who is the disciple?"

It seems that Kunlun Mountain has a great influence in this world. Chen Xuejian sneered: "You should also know the rules of our Kunlun Mountain. If you are not authorized by the master to go out, you should not report to the master at will. If you want to know my master, guess it yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.

"I want to run!"

Feng roared, holding an iron rod, rushed over like a silver-backed gorilla.

Chen Xuejian used the spider's legs to stand on the wall, condensed the sword energy, and bounced out like a frog, and a sword energy slashed at Feng Shi.

"Good come!"

Feng roared, swept out with a stick, shattering the sword energy, rushed over like a tiger, and smashed out another stick.

The beauty of the power of the primitive beast was vividly interpreted in him at this moment.

However, Chen Xuejian never thought of fighting with him. He had already relayed his head and rushed towards the door as early as the first time he had been on the back.

"Those who block me will die!"

With a loud roar, the sword energy exploded and turned into a group of crazy wolves dancing wildly.

"Stop!"

Commander of the toad roared, and a powerful sound wave rushed out, and the wind blew everywhere, but it was immediately torn apart by the crazy wolf.

"ah!"

With a scream, more than a dozen demons blocking the door were instantly killed by the wolf.

The toad commander also screamed, and his arm was cut off and lay on the ground. Blood instantly flowed all over the ground, as if he was not far from death.

When he was about to rush out, a cold light suddenly flashed. Cao Zihang arrived first, ran to him, and blocked Sha Polang with his broad sword in his hand.

"The sword energy is fierce, like a yellow wolf. The footwork is very beautiful, it is extraordinary. It should be from the lineage of Nata Taoist in Wulafeng!"

Cao Zihang said: "I don't have to be hostile to Kunlun, but I just saw it. You came out of the room with many computers. There were engravings on that table, which literally meant something important on it."

"Now that the thing is gone, you should have taken it. Give you a chance and hand it over and I'll let you go, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"I didn't see anything!"

Chen Xuejian snorted coldly and was about to walk around. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly shouted loudly and waved his broad sword. It seemed that another warship was hitting towards him. Chen Xuejian couldn't resist and was directly chopped away, and the long sword in his hand collapsed.

After landing, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, almost breathless.

This man not only has strong cultivation, but also has an unimaginable force that makes it difficult for him to compete with.

But if you can't compete, you have to fight. Give up is not a word in Chen Xuejian's dictionary.

Another long sword was in his hand, and the heart of the sword appeared between his eyebrows, like a trace of Taoism.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Cao Zihang shook his head: "You will never be my opponent now, don't give up!"

"ah!"

Chen Xuejian answered with action and transformed into sword energy all over the sky, like a storm rushing towards him.

Feng Xing's expression was solemn, and he was forced to exert potential in danger. Chen Xuejian's sword was better than what he used when he fought with him before.

If it were me, I would probably have to pay a lot of money to take it.

"What a mysterious sword energy!"

Cao Zihang also exclaimed. He was also a sword cultivator, and he sighed that he could not use such sword skills at the same level.

"However, what I prefer is that one force reduces ten times! If you don't have enough strength, you'll just be fancy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved the broad sword in his hand and slashed out in the air with a thunderous momentum.

One sword against ten thousand swords.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a sword was like a mainstay, still moving.

But thousands of swords were like fallen leaves after autumn, flying away one after another.

"Give up!"

Cao Zihang laughed, but suddenly became stunned: "You... are..."

His eyes were fixed on Chen Xuejian's long sword in his eyebrows. He thought it was his magical power, but now he found that it was not the case.

His domineering sword intent fills this place, and everyone is affected. Only this long sword between the eyebrows is not only unaffected, but also has sword intent that suppresses his sword intent.

This is not a matter of realm, but a reason for the artistic conception of swordsmanship.

He showed off his qualifications and just touched the artistic conception of the sword spirit not long ago, and has become one of the top sword arts in the world that is rare.

The only one who can suppress his sword art is the artistic conception of the Great Perfect Sword Spirit, or the legendary sword heart.

"Is it really Jianxin?"

Cao Zihang's eyes suddenly shone with glory. This is the legendary artistic conception. He didn't know whether it was there in history, but this era and even a few more times have not.

If this is really a sword heart, it will be a blessing for all sword cultivators of their contemporaries.

If there is a way forward, you can follow it.

Cao Zihang was happy when he saw the hunt and was about to test again, but suddenly, a terrible aura appeared, feeling like death from hell.

"Ao!"

With a roar, a huge three-headed black dog fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!