Chapter 1132: Ancient Imperial Soldiers

What exactly is going on?

It was the third time that Qin Chen saw something that could wipe out the rust on the mysterious rust sword.

The first time, when countless black sky thunders bombarded the ruined palace in the secret realm of the heavenly devil, Qin Chen resisted with the mysterious rust sword. As a result, the last most terrifying sky thunder directly smashed the rust from the mysterious rust sword. The rust on the outermost layer is directly rubbed off.

The second time was also in the Secret Realm of the Heavenly Demon, the mysterious rust sword could absorb the spirit of the wrong soul, causing the rust on it to fade.

This is the third time, this mysterious sword grass can also wipe away the rust on the mysterious rust sword.

"It's a pity that the sword grass was directly shattered, and most of the sword grasses flew away. Less than one tenth was absorbed by the mysterious rust sword."

Qin Chen regretted that if the entire swordweed had been absorbed by the mysterious rust sword just now, he didn't know if he could wipe out a part of the rust on the mysterious rust sword.

"I hope there is a mysterious sword grass behind it."

Sighing, Qin Chen continued to move forward.

After a short period of time, the invisible sword intent condensed into a purple-clothed masked woman who attacked him brazenly.

This time, the sword intent power of the purple-clothed masked woman was stronger, and Qin Chen was almost seriously injured with a single sword.

"Above this supreme kendo, can you actually condense into a woman?"

At first, Qin Chen thought that the human figures condensed from the supreme kendo were actually Qin Chen's own simulations, but now Qin Chen suspects that these people are likely to be some ancient kendo experts.

But this time, the opponent is stronger in the comprehension of sword intent, fusing more sword intent.

"Unfortunately, I still can't stop me."

Qin Chen drank coldly, booming, this time he felt faster, and after only a hundred moves, he defeated the purple-clothed woman.

But in the same way, Qin Chen himself suffered a little injury.

However, after the sword intent transformed by the purple-clothed woman was integrated into Qin Chen's body, not only did her injury heal, Qin Chen's cultivation level also completely reached the limit of the mid-level seventh-tier peak.

"Where is the next simulation?"

Qin Chen felt that if he were to practice cross-legged now, he would definitely be able to break through the late seventh stage within three days.

Of course, faster speed is to defeat another simulation body, so that after he absorbs the opponent's sword intent, he can directly break through without any retreat.

This made Qin Chen couldn't wait to meet the next simulation body.

However, after walking for half an hour, he did not encounter the next simulation entity, but encountered the second sword grass.

This time, Qin Chen had experience, and instead of touching it with his hands, he used the mysterious rust sword to carefully touch the mysterious sword grass.

Sure enough, the entire sword grass shattered with a snap, but turned into a liquid and merged into the mysterious rust sword.

Hum!

On the mysterious rust sword, at least one-fifth of the rust traces in the area were directly gone, and a glorious sword body appeared. With a bang, an unprecedented horror aura passed from the mysterious rust sword.

Hum!

Qin Chen's mind was dizzy instantly, Qiang Qiang, the mysterious rust sword in his hand trembles violently, almost uncontrollable.

"what happened?"

Qin Chen was horrified, and at the same time, an icy breath flowed from the mysterious rust sword, and instantly entered his mind, trying to erode his soul.

"Get out of here!"

Qin Chen shouted angrily, shocked, and hurriedly urged the power of the soul, trying to block that power from the soul.

However, the cold force continued to spread, trying to break through Qin Chen's defense.

"Da da da!"

What shocked Qin Chen even more was that at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps from behind him, and at the same time a feeling of heart palpitations emerged, as if some peerless enemy was approaching.

Qin Chen turned his head, and immediately saw that a figure appeared from a distance, seemingly slow, but it was already very close within a few steps, dressed in white, wearing a hat and veil, fluttering like a fairy, exuding all over his body. Scary sword intent.

"No, there is a simulation body at this time?"

Qin Chen was speechless, and his heart was shocked. At this moment, his soul power needs to fully defend against this cold and cold power. Where can the effort be used to resist the simulation body?

"The simulation body must be destroyed first. As long as the simulation body is destroyed and the sword intent is integrated into my body, I can naturally break through the late stage of the seventh stage. At that time, the cold power in this mysterious rust sword can also be easily resisted. ."

Before the sudden death, Qin Chen made a decision in his mind.

Huh!

His figure shook, his whole body was like lightning, and a sword pierced the white figure, trying to preemptively.

When the white figure saw Qin Chen killing him, a cyan long sword appeared in his hand, with an ancient symbol imprinted on it, exuding supreme power.

The cyan long sword is as transparent as colored glaze, and a simple rune is faintly radiant, with a terrifying aura of cutting the world.

Ding!

The cyan ancient sword collided with the mysterious rust sword, and the horror burst out suddenly, and the two sides were evenly matched.

"Damn, this time the simulation is so powerful, can you still use magic weapons?"

Qin Chen was shocked. This simulation body became more powerful every time. Now he actually uses magic weapons. Is he trying to let himself go through this supreme sword?

During the shock, after the white figure backed a few steps, his aura became even stronger, the cyan ancient sword shone brightly, and the sword struck again in the flash.

A strong warning rose in Qin Chen's heart. He only felt that if he was slashed by this sword, he would be severely injured. Even the Immortal Eucharist might not be able to withstand it. If he slashed his head, the corpse would definitely be separated. Fate.

This is a Wuhuang level offense.

He didn't dare to be careless, and there was a flash under his feet, and his body shape was sick, like lightning.

At the same time, he wondered why the sword intent of this simulation body was different from the sword intent he had mastered.

Just thinking about it, the cold power in his mind took advantage of Qin Chen's relaxation moment, and immediately activated, shocked that he even put aside his distracting thoughts, fully resisted the erosion of the cold force, and at the same time, his figure regressed wildly.

But he retreated fast, and the white-clothed figure was not slow in pursuing it. The cyan ancient sword swung, cutting out a horrible sword aura, and the space was cut to pieces, and he wailed, as if about to collapse.

This sword... is extraordinary.

It is definitely a ninth-order imperial soldier, and a terrifying existence in the ancient imperial soldier.

"The ancient imperial soldiers, it seems that this supreme swordsman is simulated, and it is really an ancient swordsman. Before, it only simulated the body. This time, even the weapons are simulated."

Qin Chen confirmed his guess even more, and at the same time felt terrible for the strength of this supreme kendo.

Even the ancient emperor soldiers can simulate it, and it is so real, it will definitely make people outside crazy. I was shocked in my heart, but Qin Chen's actions did not stop, thinking about how to quickly defeat this simulation body.