"It's too late!" Chen Ziling shouted. The realm in his body was like a natural result. Thousands of feet of vitality around him directly merged into Chen Ziling's dantian and condensed into a hundred-foot-long Yuan Pond.

Generally, a cultivator who has just reached the Yuanchi realm has only about ten feet of Yuanchi in his body, but once Chen Ziling enters the Yuanchi, he will be a hundred feet of Yuanchi!

Moreover, the vital energy in this Baizhang Yuan Pool is also the powerful Hongmeng Yuan Qi.

While Chen Ziling's realm was improving, the power of blood-clotting Chen Ziling's power also suddenly increased.

Chixiao Sword Art - Xuexiao!

Yan Huang’s halberd technique - Prison splitting!

The two Chen Zilings fought out together. Even Jiang Yehan, who was at the peak of Yuanjiang Realm, was moved by such powerful power.

The Great Sun and the Sky are Strange - the Sword of the Ghost Sun!

Jiang Yehan tried his best to use the last move of the Great Sun Sword Technique, and a powerful sword light gushed out.

In the sword on the Great Ridge Mansion, thousands of ghosts roared together, and the voices resounded throughout the world.

The thick black ghost fog surged out from the Great Ri Fusang Sword and soon spread to the entire royal city.

"It's the unique skill of the Dark Star North Mansion. A hundred years ago, Mo Daoning made this move seriously injured Jiang Zheng." Xiao Wuyuan's face condensed.

Mo Daoning spent so much effort to practice this move, but Jiang Yehan actually practiced this move.

The warriors and monks in the royal city felt the cold air filled with the ghost fog, and they all looked surprised and a little scared.

"The Ghost Sun Sword is enough for the best-in-class Qiankun method. Basically, only Yuanhai realm cultivators can practice. If the sect leader uses this move, he will already lock in the victory." Ning Qianlan said.

The Ghost Sun Sword is a relatively powerful medium-level Qiankun technique, but because it is a very sharp attack method and its power is not inferior to some high-level Qiankun technique.

The Great Ri Fusang Sword and the Chixiao Sword collided, and the surging ghost energy kept tearing the sword intent of the Chixiao Sword.

The next moment, Chen Ziling fell down with a bronze halberd in his hand.

Three attack distance collisions.

The three spiritual weapons collided in this way, and the recoil force burst out was very terrible. In the confrontation with Jiang Yehan, Chen Ziling felt like a mountain was pressing on his chest, and his whole body was in pain.

However, Chen Ziling was still persevering and continued to slash his sword.

Almost in one breath, Chen Ziling held Chi Xiao in his hand and slashed out more than 80 swords in a row, each sword exerting all its strength.

The sword light fell like a storm, constantly tearing apart countless ghosts, and shrill screams kept ringing.

Jiang Yehan's situation is not much better than Chen Ziling. He also kept slashing out the Great Ri Fusang Sword and constantly resisting Chen Ziling's attack. He shouted coldly: "Chen Ziling, even if you break through the Yuanchi Realm and fight for consumption, how could you be my peak Yuanjiang Realm?

"I said, are you going to fight for consumption with you?"

"Be careful, Master!" Suddenly, Ning Qianlan shouted.

Jiang Yehan's face changed "swish", because he heard a whistling sound from behind.

Only a "boom" sound was heard.

A piece of halberd was directly installed behind Jiang Yehan.

Jiang Yehan only felt a hot pain coming from his back, and blood flowed down from his back, soaking his robe.

That cut off the halberd is naturally the Destroyed Han halberd!

Although the Mihan Jiji was broken, there was still a mark of Chen Ziling on it, and it was also controlled by Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling kept fighting with Jiang Yehan on the front, and the Chixiao Sword kept slashing out, which made Jiang Yehan Wuxia distract and let him concentrate all his energy on the front.

And he used his soul to control his halberd and sneaked into the secret.

"It's not over yet!"

Chixiao continued to fall, bursting out sharp roars.

After all, the Mihan Ji is just a third-class warrior, and the power of the Yuanshen Jiji is not enough. Although this halberd hurt Jiang Yehan, Jiang Yehan was not seriously injured.

But, this is a great opportunity.

"Boom boom! Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The Chen Ziling sword was like a pear blossom in the rainstorm, and there seemed to be no gap. Chen Ziling blood clotted and bronze halberds continued to fall.

Xue Qianmo Xue Yan frowned and wanted to attack Chen Ziling.

However, Chen Wufu, who was injured, immediately set off to stop him. Even though the Tianyuan Realm physical recovery was extremely fast, Chen Wufu's injuries were very serious. He could not stop Xue Yan for too long.

"It's almost dead, and it's just a matter of seeking death to stop me." Xue Yan snorted coldly, pressed out with one hand, and his blood was everywhere.

He must deal with Chen Wufu soon, otherwise, once Jiang Yehan is defeated, they will die without a place to bury.

"Boom--"

At this moment, a sword sounded across the world.

Chen Ziling's last sword directly cut off Jiang Yehan's big Ri Fusang sword, and a sword slashed Jiang Yehan's chest, leaving behind a ferocious wound that was one foot long.

Jiang Yehan's chest seemed to be torn apart, and blood gushed out like a pillar, and the terrifying sword intent was constantly destroying his body.

With one sword, Jiang Yehan was cut off thousands of feet away.

Chen Ziling was also repelled by the violent countershock force. He was already at the end of his strength. His body was as painful as he was about to fall apart. His blood-clotting Chen Ziling's breath also weakened a lot.

"Go back." Chen Ziling injected his soul into the blood-clotting Chen Ziling. The blood-clotting Chen Ziling broke up again, turning into countless qi and blood, and returning to Qingluoyao's body.

Qing Luoyao's body has recovered a little.

However, using such secret techniques, her birthday would be reduced by at least half, and her cultivation would be difficult to move forward any further. For a young genius, this may be more painful than killing her.

But she had no regrets.

...

Jiang Yehan was spitting blood in his mouth, and the white bones on his chest emitted a dazzling colorful light.

"Seven Treasure Spirit Body, no wonder the body is so strong that it can withstand the attack of the spirit sword." Ergou frowned and became a little solemn.

Jiang Yehan also has a spirit body, but it has never been revealed. Or, Jiang Yehan himself doesn't know that he has a spirit body.

Originally, Chen Ziling wanted to completely deal with Jiang Yehan with the sword just now, but in the end, he could only seriously injure him.

Among the many spiritual bodies, most of the seven treasures are superior. With this terrifying spiritual body, Jiang Yehan is expected to become a saint.

"No...no...how is possible...This mansion is at the peak Yuanjiang realm, how can it be defeated!"

Although there is a seven-treasure spirit body, Jiang Yehan's injuries are still very serious. Moreover, the Great Ri Fusang sword has been broken, and he has no more combat power.

Chen Ziling wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, burned the essence and blood, and stood up again.

...

………

"Today's northern border is really lively. It seems that I haven't come late!"

A sound like "thunder shock" came from the sky in the west. At the same time, the rolling demon clouds were also gathering towards the direction of the royal city. This terrifying power was ten times more terrifying than Jiang Yehan!

It’s the Yuanhai Realm that has arrived!

"It is the palace lord of Dark Star Heavenly Palace, Zong Zhengyan."

"How could he come to Wuguo? Could it be that Jiang Yehan invited him?"

"In order to encircle and suppress us, even the palace master of the Dark Star Heaven Palace took action personally..." Xiao Wuyuan's face was cold.

The people from the Dark Star North Mansion felt a little worried after Jiang Yehan was seriously injured, but now they are full of confidence.

The Yuanhai Realm exists, the real supreme on the land of Lanwu. When he arrives, all enemies will be destroyed.

"Ye Han, I didn't expect that you would be defeated by a Yuanchi Realm monk."

A black shadow quietly appeared beside Jiang Yehan. His speed was so fast that no one noticed when he came down.

This man was wearing a black-bottomed golden dragon king robe and a dragon crown. He looked about forty years old and did not look old and domineering. In fact, he was already 246 years old.

"It's because I'm not strong enough, please punish the palace master." Jiang Yehan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said indifferently.

"No need, I heard from Huan'er that this Yuanchi realm cultivator is indeed extraordinary. Only after such a few aristocratic families have improved, his cultivation has become so great. He is so evil, so he cannot stay." Zong Zhengyan's eyes were locked on Chen Ziling.

He must accept Chen Ziling's life today.

"If you want my life, it depends on how many abilities you have." Chen Ziling held Chi Xiao in his hand. Even when facing a terrifying Yuanhai cultivator, there was no timid expression on his face.

Zong Zhengyan smiled casually, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay. The Yuanchi Purple Palace can still maintain such calmness and calmness in front of me. This state of mind is indeed good. If Huan'er can be two-thirds of you, I will be much more relieved. Don't worry, I will make you feel decent today!"

"Broken Yin Palm!"

The next moment, Zong Zhenghuan slapped out with a palm, and thousands of yin and cold gathered out, turning into a yin palm and falling towards Chen Ziling's chest.

"Boom--"

This speed was too fast, and no one could react, and the Yin Palm had already appeared in front of Chen Ziling.

At this moment, a blue stream of light collided with the Broken Yin Palm, and the two forces tear each other apart and finally offset them.

Zong Zhenghuan's face turned cold and he drank, "Yun Qinghe, since you have arrived, why should you hide?"

Just as the voice of Zong Zhenghuan fell, a melodious flute sounded across the world. A green shadow walked step by step and came to Chen Ziling. The dark star northern mansions around him dared not approach him, and they all hid far away.
To be continued...