Chapter 1866 Who is Powerful
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STDe Yi Han
Outside the Qingjian Sect Mountain Gate.
In mid-air, Uncle Chen wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and looked coldly at the five people standing in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist Chen... the five of us are no match for you if we fight alone, but if you fight one against five, you will definitely not be able to hold on for long. Now we still have a chance to turn our hostility into friendship." Great Elder Qingjian looked at Uncle Chen and breathed heavily. said.
Uncle Chen's strength is too strong. Even if they want to take down Uncle Chen, they will have to pay a high price.
So the five of them really didn't want to completely break up with Uncle Chen unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Stop talking nonsense, come and fight if you want!" Uncle Chen went out to fight today not only to assist Kong Yu'er in his actions, but also to bring bad breath to the Xue Jue Sect.
After all, who told Chu Qing of the Green Sword Sect to be a bad person and sneak attack on Kong Yuer's disciple team, causing their Xue Jue Sect to lose many elite disciples?
As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody long knife appeared in Uncle Chen's hand.
This blood-colored long sword is 1.2 meters long. The blade is like a crescent moon. The blade is a cold white color and looks extremely sharp.
And this is Uncle Chen's weapon, the Evil Blood Dragon Bone Knife.
This is a high-quality sixth-grade pseudo-Taoist artifact!
Several Qingjian Sect immortals who were opposite Uncle Chen looked embarrassed when they saw this.
Because at this moment, Uncle Chen showed off his weapon, which proved that Uncle Chen had made up his mind to take action.
As a result, it is not that simple for the Qingjian elders and others to end the battle.
"Let's continue fighting with him." Great Elder Qingjian sighed softly and tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.
Uncle Chen didn't use any weapons just now, but they fought so hard.
Now that Uncle Chen has taken out his own weapons, the hope of Elder Qingjian and the others to win is even slimmer.
It seems that all they can do is to spend time with Uncle Chen.
They had no hope of winning until the immortal energy in Uncle Chen's body was exhausted.
The four early-stage Immortal Lords looked solemn and did not dare to underestimate Uncle Chen. They all braced themselves up and tightened their nerves.
"Xiao Duo, let me ask you, who is more powerful compared to you, the late Immortal Lord of the Blood Jue Sect?" Qiu Lingfeng looked at the battlefield from a distance, touching his chin with one hand and asked.
"If we have to compare, I'm definitely more awesome." An Xiaoduo proudly put her hands on her hips, looking like she was "defining myself".
"I think so. With your attack method, you are right in front of me, but you can't sense your existence. I can only let you harvest your life." Qiu Lingfeng nodded lightly and analyzed An Xiaoduo's combat effectiveness.
As an Immortal Lord in the late stage, An Xiaoduo's combat power is actually not weaker than that of some powerful Immortal Lords.
After all, An Xiaoduo is the incarnation of the Immortal Emperor, and his vision is there.
Moreover, if the blood energy provided by the disciples and grandsons of the Xue Jue Sect was not pure enough, An Xiaoduo's incarnation would also be able to possess the strength of the Immortal Emperor.
How could it be like now? An Xiaoduo had to rely on part of Qiu Lingfeng's evil spirit to stabilize his cultivation in the late Immortal Lord stage.
"Brother Feng, if you think they are playing slowly, I can go over and help." An Xiaoduo said.
"I didn't mean that." Qiu Lingfeng shook his head, looked at the immortal monarchs who were fighting again, narrowed his eyes and said, "I was just thinking that the gap in cultivation level between the immortal monarchs is so big. , won’t it be more difficult for me to fight across realms in the future?”
An Xiaoduo tilted his head slightly and thought: "This kind of thing is actually normal. It's just that Brother Feng, you are used to fighting across borders, and you can't accept this sense of gap for a while."
"Besides, with only the early stage of Immortal Yuan cultivation, aren't you able to easily defeat most of the Immortal Spirit cultivators?"
"Even if you show all your cards, even I can deal with you."
An Xiaoduo was actually incredible about Qiu Lingfeng's strength.
Because she had never thought before that the strength of a Xianyuan monk could be so abnormal.
"Am I feeling like this because I'm too greedy?" Qiu Lingfeng said softly with his hands behind his back.
"Of course!" An Xiaoduo said bluntly.
"I just want to crush the geniuses of the same level. This request is not too much, right?" Qiu Lingfeng continued.
"The top talent in the early stage of the Immortal Yuan, with all their trump cards revealed, is already at the limit of being able to fight against the Immortal Spirit Monk for one or two moves. How can the gap between these realms be so easy to bridge?" An Xiaoduo said softly.
Qiu Lingfeng nodded slightly when he heard this.
Uncle Chen and the five Immortal Lords of the Green Sword Sect are still fighting, and their moves are fierce, clearly aiming to kill the lives of the Immortal Lords of the Green Sword Sect.
But Uncle Chen is not having a good time either, because he wants to kill several immortal kings of the Qingjian Sect. Why doesn't the other party want to kill him?
Under this two-way rush, Uncle Chen's injuries became more and more numerous.
The immortal monarchs of the Qingjian Sect were also seriously damaged. Even under such a desperate fight, one of the early stage immortal monarchs was seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.
"Whoosh..."
Several powerful Immortal Lords were breathing heavily, and no one was willing to give in.
Uncle Chen's body was covered in blood, and the secret technique of Burning Blood and Spirit was operating to the limit.
In order to face Uncle Chen in this state, Great Elder Qingjian and other immortal monks naturally used various means to strengthen themselves.
In mid-air, Uncle Chen wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and looked coldly at the five people standing in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist Chen... the five of us are no match for you if we fight alone, but if you fight one against five, you will definitely not be able to hold on for long. Now we still have a chance to turn our hostility into friendship." Great Elder Qingjian looked at Uncle Chen and breathed heavily. said.
Uncle Chen's strength is too strong. Even if they want to take down Uncle Chen, they will have to pay a high price.
So the five of them really didn't want to completely break up with Uncle Chen unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Stop talking nonsense, come and fight if you want!" Uncle Chen went out to fight today not only to assist Kong Yu'er in his actions, but also to bring bad breath to the Xue Jue Sect.
After all, who told Chu Qing of the Green Sword Sect to be a bad person and sneak attack on Kong Yuer's disciple team, causing their Xue Jue Sect to lose many elite disciples?
As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody long knife appeared in Uncle Chen's hand.
This blood-colored long sword is 1.2 meters long. The blade is like a crescent moon. The blade is a cold white color and looks extremely sharp.
And this is Uncle Chen's weapon, the Evil Blood Dragon Bone Knife.
This is a high-quality sixth-grade pseudo-Taoist artifact!
Several Qingjian Sect immortals who were opposite Uncle Chen looked embarrassed when they saw this.
Because at this moment, Uncle Chen showed off his weapon, which proved that Uncle Chen had made up his mind to take action.
As a result, it is not that simple for the Qingjian elders and others to end the battle.
"Let's continue fighting with him." Great Elder Qingjian sighed softly and tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.
Uncle Chen didn't use any weapons just now, but they fought so hard.
Now that Uncle Chen has taken out his own weapons, the hope of Elder Qingjian and the others to win is even slimmer.
It seems that all they can do is to spend time with Uncle Chen.
They had no hope of winning until the immortal energy in Uncle Chen's body was exhausted.
The four early-stage Immortal Lords looked solemn and did not dare to underestimate Uncle Chen. They all braced themselves up and tightened their nerves.
"Xiao Duo, let me ask you, who is more powerful compared to you, the late Immortal Lord of the Blood Jue Sect?" Qiu Lingfeng looked at the battlefield from a distance, touching his chin with one hand and asked.
"If we have to compare, I'm definitely more awesome." An Xiaoduo proudly put her hands on her hips, looking like she was "defining myself".
"I think so. With your attack method, you are right in front of me, but you can't sense your existence. I can only let you harvest your life." Qiu Lingfeng nodded lightly and analyzed An Xiaoduo's combat effectiveness.
As an Immortal Lord in the late stage, An Xiaoduo's combat power is actually not weaker than that of some powerful Immortal Lords.
After all, An Xiaoduo is the incarnation of the Immortal Emperor, and his vision is there.
Moreover, if the blood energy provided by the disciples and grandsons of the Xue Jue Sect was not pure enough, An Xiaoduo's incarnation would also be able to possess the strength of the Immortal Emperor.
How could it be like now? An Xiaoduo had to rely on part of Qiu Lingfeng's evil spirit to stabilize his cultivation in the late Immortal Lord stage.
"Brother Feng, if you think they are playing slowly, I can go over and help." An Xiaoduo said.
"I didn't mean that." Qiu Lingfeng shook his head, looked at the immortal monarchs who were fighting again, narrowed his eyes and said, "I was just thinking that the gap in cultivation level between the immortal monarchs is so big. , won’t it be more difficult for me to fight across realms in the future?”
An Xiaoduo tilted his head slightly and thought: "This kind of thing is actually normal. It's just that Brother Feng, you are used to fighting across borders, and you can't accept this sense of gap for a while."
"Besides, with only the early stage of Immortal Yuan cultivation, aren't you able to easily defeat most of the Immortal Spirit cultivators?"
"Even if you show all your cards, even I can deal with you."
An Xiaoduo was actually incredible about Qiu Lingfeng's strength.
Because she had never thought before that the strength of a Xianyuan monk could be so abnormal.
"Am I feeling like this because I'm too greedy?" Qiu Lingfeng said softly with his hands behind his back.
"Of course!" An Xiaoduo said bluntly.
"I just want to crush the geniuses of the same level. This request is not too much, right?" Qiu Lingfeng continued.
"The top talent in the early stage of the Immortal Yuan, with all their trump cards revealed, is already at the limit of being able to fight against the Immortal Spirit Monk for one or two moves. How can the gap between these realms be so easy to bridge?" An Xiaoduo said softly.
Qiu Lingfeng nodded slightly when he heard this.
Uncle Chen and the five Immortal Lords of the Green Sword Sect are still fighting, and their moves are fierce, clearly aiming to kill the lives of the Immortal Lords of the Green Sword Sect.
But Uncle Chen is not having a good time either, because he wants to kill several immortal kings of the Qingjian Sect. Why doesn't the other party want to kill him?
Under this two-way rush, Uncle Chen's injuries became more and more numerous.
The immortal monarchs of the Qingjian Sect were also seriously damaged. Even under such a desperate fight, one of the early stage immortal monarchs was seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.
"Whoosh..."
Several powerful Immortal Lords were breathing heavily, and no one was willing to give in.
Uncle Chen's body was covered in blood, and the secret technique of Burning Blood and Spirit was operating to the limit.
In order to face Uncle Chen in this state, Great Elder Qingjian and other immortal monks naturally used various means to strengthen themselves.
