Chapter 4271: , Battle【上】

Shrinking the ground, this is a genius evildoer who understands the power of

heaven and earth.

Chen Ping squinted slightly. The Cangyuan Sect had many geniuses. He had known

for a long time that the Tiger God Peak was the peak of the sect's talents for

the past six hundred years.

It's normal to have one or two top talents!

Since he was able to kill the flower python cleanly and neatly, Chen Ping knew

that this person was not easy to deal with. When he disappeared, Chen Ping's

black sword was slammed into the air.

Xue Zhongjiang, who had turned into a phantom, was forced to retreat by this

sword before he appeared.

His eyes were full of horror, and Chen Ping seemed to know where he was going

to appear in advance.

What does this show? Chen Ping is more familiar with the fluctuations of the

power of heaven and earth than he is, and can find him out of these faint

fluctuations.

If this is the case, then you can only rely on your own strength to crush Chen

Ping.

Xue Zhongjiang had a decision in his heart, already holding a supreme magic

weapon sword in his hand, he swung the first sword against Chen Ping.

Feeling the attack of a sword intent, Chen Ping's Heifeng Great Sword also

stood in front of him.

boom!

The powerful sword energy first hit Chen Ping's body guard Zhen Qi, and Chen

Ping took a step back to resist this sword energy.

"Yes, take me another sword!"

Xue Zhongjiang's sword intent increased by one point again, and the powerful

sword intent seemed to engulf the power of heaven and earth around him, and

once again impacted.

Chen Ping knew that this was the prefecture-level martial art of Tiger God

Peak. Every time this sword intent cuts a sword, it will be stronger.

At most ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, but it is said that in the entire

Tiger God Peak, no one can cut eighty-one swords.

Ordinary geniuses, it is not bad that they can learn the Nine Swords when they

are in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Chen Ping did not retreat, and his aura slowly rose. The more he withdrew from

this kind of sword intent, the stronger his sword intent.

The power in the Dantian Cyclone surged crazily, and the black front huge

sword in Chen Ping's hand emitted a purple-golden light.

Chen Ping's kendo martial arts were only at the yellow level, and it was

considered the initial sword art, but even his random sword could perfectly

show his power.

This is the reason why Chen Ping likes to use the black front giant sword, his

energy and blood can be fully displayed at this time.

Chen Ping’s sword intent and Xue Zhongjiang’s intent collided with each other.

The power of the surrounding sky and earth seemed to be stirred by this

chaotic power. Within a radius of more than ten meters, no matter what it was,

it was shattered and confused. .

Chen Ping glanced at the wound on his hand scratched by the aftermath of the

sword intent, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The third sword!"

In a rush, Xue Zhongjiang's third sword intent followed.

The advantage of this swordsmanship martial art is fast, one sword after

another, but the shortcomings are also obvious. Each sword requires too much

power.

The sword intent of the third sword was stronger again, Chen Ping did not dare

to be careless, the sharp aura of this sword had already made him feel the

danger.

"Can't let his sword intent continue!"

Chen Ping is very clear that if this person can only use five or six swords,

it may not be a threat to him, but if he can really use the ninth sword, even

if he is not dead, he will be seriously injured.

If he was injured, he would not have the advantage in the next sect

competition.

This kind of sword intent is the same as Chen Ping's Shenglong Fist. One punch

is stronger than one, but it consumes too much.

Chen Ping's figure disappeared from Xue Zhongjiang's eyes.