Chapter 223
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
"Of course we're going to fight."
The stage is all set up, can Chen Qingyuan not sing?
After finishing the gambling, Chen Qingyuan leaped into the sky and looked at Yang Suirong.
Today, Chen Qingyuan was wearing a blue long gown, his black hair was tied tightly with a dark cloth and draped over his back.The girdle around his waist swayed with the wind, and the cloth shoes on his feet were stained with dust, as if they had pulled him down from his high position, and he was stained with a few strands of red dust.
hum-
A sword chant, it turned out that the Yulan Sword was out of its sheath.
Chen Qingyuan held the sword, the smile on his face disappeared at some point, and he was as cold as ice.His eyes also changed, sharp and sharp, like cold needles.
Once entering the fighting state, Chen Qingyuan seemed to have become another person.
Calm and aloof.
On weekdays, he is a fool and loves money like his life.
During the battle, he was like a god coming to the world, exuding a strong sense of oppression, which surprised and suffocated his opponents and onlookers.
Just a change in his eyes gave Yang Suirong a bad feeling, his heart skipped a beat, and his pupils shrank rapidly.
"Chong!"
The sound of a sword cry broke the strange and oppressive atmosphere on the battlefield.
Chen Qingyuan, the sword is out!
The powerful swords gathered together to form a terrifying cylindrical storm, and the core of this storm was Yang Suirong from Xijiang.
"Sky Profound Earth Spirit, Universe Ten Thousand Laws, Order!"
Yang Suirong's face was extremely solemn, and dozens of seals were quickly formed on his hands.
Whoosh whoosh—
Dozens of talismans appeared, revolving around Yang Suirong.
Chen Qingyuan's sword light slashed, but was blocked by the power of the talisman.
"bang"
At a speed invisible to the naked eye, Chen Qingyuan transformed into several afterimages, attacking Yang Suirong from different directions.
The rain of swords all over the sky flooded the void in an instant.
The talismans floating around Yang Suirong's body quickly consumed more than half of them.
"It can't go on like this."
If he has not been able to break through Chen Qingyuan's offensive, Yang Suirong will definitely not be able to fully defend and will be easily defeated.
Therefore, Yang Suirong decided to use offense as defense.
Although risky, this is the best way to interrupt Chen Qingyuan's attack.
When the last talisman shattered, Yang Suirong took out a long black stick and swept it across.
"Shh-"
The black stick swept across, flattening many incoming sword lights. The powerful force pierced through the void in all directions, causing the space to distort and deform, and the laws of this place also collapsed.
Even so, Yang Suirong can't guarantee that he can eliminate all threats with one blow.
There are always some sword glows coming with strange running routes, cutting through the space, and falling on Yang Suirong's body.
"Ding dong dong..."
The stabbing of hundreds of sword lights made Yang Suirong's body protection barrier withstand the limit, and several cracks appeared.
At this moment, Chen Qingyuan suddenly came from behind and raised his sword.
"tear--"
Yang Suirong's protective barrier couldn't bear it any longer, and it burst immediately.At the same time, a deep sword mark appeared on his back.
"Tick tock..."
A drop of blood dripped from the tip of Yulan Sword, fell to the bottom, and was swallowed by the battle storm.
A stabbing pain hit his heart, causing Yang Suirong to grit his teeth tightly, and quickly turned around and threw a stick, forcing Chen Qingyuan back a certain distance.
Regardless of the injury on his back, Yang Suirong planned to use all his trump cards to make Chen Qingyuan suffer, and even trample him under his feet.
This battle was a gamble of his fortune, Yang Suirong did not dare to relax in the slightest, and had to go all out.At a certain necessary moment, you may have to work hard.
"boom"
The battle has entered another stage, Chen Qingyuan's sword is like a dragon, each sword contains extremely powerful aggressiveness, which makes Yang Suirong bear a lot of pressure.
"Bang bang bang..."
The collision of the sword and the long stick made a loud sound, like thunder rolling, shaking the sky and the earth.
Everyone watched intently, holding their hearts tightly, curious about what direction this battle would develop.
"Dare to ruin my business, I really owe it!"
Chen Qingyuan originally just wanted to sit and earn money, but this guy from Xijiang refuses to let him, it's really annoying.
That being the case, Chen Qingyuan could only go out in person, making Yang Suirong regret that he had offended him.
As an evildoer in Xijiang, Yang Suirong's cultivation has reached the early stage of transforming gods.Originally, he thought that with his superiority in cultivation, he could easily defeat Chen Qingyuan.
However, this is not the case.
Chen Qingyuan didn't intend to hide the foundation of Shuangdan Sacred Grade.If you want to gain a certain reputation among your peers, you can't pretend to be too weak, or you will be easily bullied.
The most important thing is that you can't make money.
The holy product of the three elixir has never been recorded in ancient books.Therefore, Chen Qingyuan will never be exposed until the time of life and death crisis.
Although it is extremely rare to have the cultivation foundation of two sacred golden elixirs, there have been such figures in history, so there is no need to worry too much.
"Shh!"
After dozens of strokes, Chen Qingyuan found a weakness in Yang Suirong, swung the sword in his hand, left a sword mark on his left cheek, and a stream of blood seeped out immediately.
When Yang Suirong was fighting, he touched his cheek, and his eyes became a bit fierce.However, no matter how fierce he was, he still couldn't hurt Chen Qingyuan.
"Why is that?"
There is a huge difference in cultivation between the two sides, why is it always Chen Qingyuan who has the upper hand.Regarding this point, Yang Suirong was very puzzled and extremely puzzled.
After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Yang Suirong used all his hole cards.Even if he used Xijiang's unique secret technique, he couldn't do anything to Chen Qingyuan. At most, he would tear a corner of Chen Qingyuan's clothes.
"Although Chen Qingyuan's cultivation is weak, his spiritual power is far higher than that of Yang Suirong, which is not quite right."
"The way of the sword is superb, and it is enough to be proud of its peers. Even if it is the sword of the Dongli Sword Sect, there is no way to stabilize him in terms of swordsmanship."
"Looking at the situation, the Tianjiao of Xijiang may lose his fortune."
Everyone originally thought that there would be many surprises in this battle, but they never thought that it was Chen Qingyuan's unilateral crushing.
All the evildoers looked at Chen Qingyuan's every move, trying to see some clues from it.
"There are golden pills in the body, not just one."
The boss of Xijiang, Fu Dongliu, had been silent just now, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice.
When the people around heard it, they all looked at Fu Dongliu in unison.
"Boss, what do you mean by that?"
The prides of the Western Borders asked.
"Chen Qingyuan's foundation is very special. Although he only has the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage, he is not an ordinary Nascent Soul stage. His body can store spiritual power several times more than other monks of the same realm."
Fu Dongliu said.
No matter what level of cultivation, the golden core in the body still exists, symbolizing the foundation of a tall building, the root of a towering giant tree, which is extremely important.
The stage is all set up, can Chen Qingyuan not sing?
After finishing the gambling, Chen Qingyuan leaped into the sky and looked at Yang Suirong.
Today, Chen Qingyuan was wearing a blue long gown, his black hair was tied tightly with a dark cloth and draped over his back.The girdle around his waist swayed with the wind, and the cloth shoes on his feet were stained with dust, as if they had pulled him down from his high position, and he was stained with a few strands of red dust.
hum-
A sword chant, it turned out that the Yulan Sword was out of its sheath.
Chen Qingyuan held the sword, the smile on his face disappeared at some point, and he was as cold as ice.His eyes also changed, sharp and sharp, like cold needles.
Once entering the fighting state, Chen Qingyuan seemed to have become another person.
Calm and aloof.
On weekdays, he is a fool and loves money like his life.
During the battle, he was like a god coming to the world, exuding a strong sense of oppression, which surprised and suffocated his opponents and onlookers.
Just a change in his eyes gave Yang Suirong a bad feeling, his heart skipped a beat, and his pupils shrank rapidly.
"Chong!"
The sound of a sword cry broke the strange and oppressive atmosphere on the battlefield.
Chen Qingyuan, the sword is out!
The powerful swords gathered together to form a terrifying cylindrical storm, and the core of this storm was Yang Suirong from Xijiang.
"Sky Profound Earth Spirit, Universe Ten Thousand Laws, Order!"
Yang Suirong's face was extremely solemn, and dozens of seals were quickly formed on his hands.
Whoosh whoosh—
Dozens of talismans appeared, revolving around Yang Suirong.
Chen Qingyuan's sword light slashed, but was blocked by the power of the talisman.
"bang"
At a speed invisible to the naked eye, Chen Qingyuan transformed into several afterimages, attacking Yang Suirong from different directions.
The rain of swords all over the sky flooded the void in an instant.
The talismans floating around Yang Suirong's body quickly consumed more than half of them.
"It can't go on like this."
If he has not been able to break through Chen Qingyuan's offensive, Yang Suirong will definitely not be able to fully defend and will be easily defeated.
Therefore, Yang Suirong decided to use offense as defense.
Although risky, this is the best way to interrupt Chen Qingyuan's attack.
When the last talisman shattered, Yang Suirong took out a long black stick and swept it across.
"Shh-"
The black stick swept across, flattening many incoming sword lights. The powerful force pierced through the void in all directions, causing the space to distort and deform, and the laws of this place also collapsed.
Even so, Yang Suirong can't guarantee that he can eliminate all threats with one blow.
There are always some sword glows coming with strange running routes, cutting through the space, and falling on Yang Suirong's body.
"Ding dong dong..."
The stabbing of hundreds of sword lights made Yang Suirong's body protection barrier withstand the limit, and several cracks appeared.
At this moment, Chen Qingyuan suddenly came from behind and raised his sword.
"tear--"
Yang Suirong's protective barrier couldn't bear it any longer, and it burst immediately.At the same time, a deep sword mark appeared on his back.
"Tick tock..."
A drop of blood dripped from the tip of Yulan Sword, fell to the bottom, and was swallowed by the battle storm.
A stabbing pain hit his heart, causing Yang Suirong to grit his teeth tightly, and quickly turned around and threw a stick, forcing Chen Qingyuan back a certain distance.
Regardless of the injury on his back, Yang Suirong planned to use all his trump cards to make Chen Qingyuan suffer, and even trample him under his feet.
This battle was a gamble of his fortune, Yang Suirong did not dare to relax in the slightest, and had to go all out.At a certain necessary moment, you may have to work hard.
"boom"
The battle has entered another stage, Chen Qingyuan's sword is like a dragon, each sword contains extremely powerful aggressiveness, which makes Yang Suirong bear a lot of pressure.
"Bang bang bang..."
The collision of the sword and the long stick made a loud sound, like thunder rolling, shaking the sky and the earth.
Everyone watched intently, holding their hearts tightly, curious about what direction this battle would develop.
"Dare to ruin my business, I really owe it!"
Chen Qingyuan originally just wanted to sit and earn money, but this guy from Xijiang refuses to let him, it's really annoying.
That being the case, Chen Qingyuan could only go out in person, making Yang Suirong regret that he had offended him.
As an evildoer in Xijiang, Yang Suirong's cultivation has reached the early stage of transforming gods.Originally, he thought that with his superiority in cultivation, he could easily defeat Chen Qingyuan.
However, this is not the case.
Chen Qingyuan didn't intend to hide the foundation of Shuangdan Sacred Grade.If you want to gain a certain reputation among your peers, you can't pretend to be too weak, or you will be easily bullied.
The most important thing is that you can't make money.
The holy product of the three elixir has never been recorded in ancient books.Therefore, Chen Qingyuan will never be exposed until the time of life and death crisis.
Although it is extremely rare to have the cultivation foundation of two sacred golden elixirs, there have been such figures in history, so there is no need to worry too much.
"Shh!"
After dozens of strokes, Chen Qingyuan found a weakness in Yang Suirong, swung the sword in his hand, left a sword mark on his left cheek, and a stream of blood seeped out immediately.
When Yang Suirong was fighting, he touched his cheek, and his eyes became a bit fierce.However, no matter how fierce he was, he still couldn't hurt Chen Qingyuan.
"Why is that?"
There is a huge difference in cultivation between the two sides, why is it always Chen Qingyuan who has the upper hand.Regarding this point, Yang Suirong was very puzzled and extremely puzzled.
After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Yang Suirong used all his hole cards.Even if he used Xijiang's unique secret technique, he couldn't do anything to Chen Qingyuan. At most, he would tear a corner of Chen Qingyuan's clothes.
"Although Chen Qingyuan's cultivation is weak, his spiritual power is far higher than that of Yang Suirong, which is not quite right."
"The way of the sword is superb, and it is enough to be proud of its peers. Even if it is the sword of the Dongli Sword Sect, there is no way to stabilize him in terms of swordsmanship."
"Looking at the situation, the Tianjiao of Xijiang may lose his fortune."
Everyone originally thought that there would be many surprises in this battle, but they never thought that it was Chen Qingyuan's unilateral crushing.
All the evildoers looked at Chen Qingyuan's every move, trying to see some clues from it.
"There are golden pills in the body, not just one."
The boss of Xijiang, Fu Dongliu, had been silent just now, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice.
When the people around heard it, they all looked at Fu Dongliu in unison.
"Boss, what do you mean by that?"
The prides of the Western Borders asked.
"Chen Qingyuan's foundation is very special. Although he only has the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage, he is not an ordinary Nascent Soul stage. His body can store spiritual power several times more than other monks of the same realm."
Fu Dongliu said.
No matter what level of cultivation, the golden core in the body still exists, symbolizing the foundation of a tall building, the root of a towering giant tree, which is extremely important.
