Chen Pingyi was hit by a sudden red flame, the sword was broken, and his figure was knocked back dozens of meters.

　　 "Who?" His face changed, looking far away from the attack.

　　A young boy in white stretched his wings and showed his breath.

　　Chen Ping was surprised.

　　 Hongli was even more shocked and looked at the person in disbelief.

　　 "An Bu Lang......"

　　 "It's you!"

　　Chen Pingyi's expression gradually changed from surprise to ecstasy.

　　 He didn't expect that the ultimate winner of that great war would be An Bulang, and he didn't even think that An Bulang actually had the courage to return here. What did An Bulang want to do?

　　 Send magic weapon thousands of miles?

　　 begging him to spare Rao Hongli's life?

　　Anyway, An Bulang's stupid operation is particularly suitable for Chen Pingyi's appetite, so that his face is now full of surprise smiles.

　　 was also shocked by Hongli.

　　 She looked at the teenager from a distance, her red lips opened slightly, her eyes were excited and frightened, she gritted her teeth and said: "An Bulang... how come you come here, run away! I can't hold Chen Pingyi anymore..."

　　An Bulang looked at the blood-stained, extremely miserable woman on the ground, her face sinking.

　　 "I'm gone, what do you do?"

　　 "Looking at you like this, Chen Pingyi should not intend to let you go. I can't let you die here for me." An Bulang's firm and decisive words echoed in the sky.

　　 Hongli couldn't help but beat it.

　　 "No wave..." The woman's beautiful face was covered with red glow, but her face was still tense, "But, the other party is Chen Pingyi, what can you do..."

　　The purple dragon above the sky suddenly roared.

　　 Its body cracked, splitting from a purple dragon into four smaller purple dragons, and then rushed to the southeast and northwest, respectively, and surrounded An Bulang in the center.

　　 A powerful dragon power was released from Zilong.

　　Countless powerful sword qi, turned into a giant sword array, will be wrapped up in waves.

　　 "Ji Dao swordsmanship · Purple Que Dragon Array!" Chen Pingyi threw the Purple Que sword into the sky in the center of the four dragons and merged into the Dragon Array. The purple sword gas suddenly covered the sky like amethyst.

　　If there are other Tianyuanjing monks here, they will definitely be frightened by the scene in front of their eyes, and their eyes are full of violent sword qi, which can't escape at all.

"Come well, a hero to save the beauty!" Chen Pingyi grinned, looking at An Bulang's eyes full of sarcasm, "Although I don't know what way you defeated Xia Jinyang, but you have to be clear, a realm On Yitiantian, how big is the difference between Shenhai Erzhong and Shenhai Yazhong, you will soon see..."

　　 "I won't let you run away again, looking at your stupid face, I don't kill Hongli, I just remove your limbs, and then take away the treasure..."

　　Chen Pingyi put his hands behind him and spoke lightly, as if he had dominated the spirit of An Bulang's fate.

　　 Hongli struggled to get up from the ground, taking advantage of the gap between the hands, knocked a Xuandan to recover his qi and blood, and then felt a purple array of dragons arranged in the sky, and the desperation was spreading.

　　The power of this sword array has exceeded her imagination.

　　 Depending on her current state, there is no possibility of a breakthrough.

　　However, at this time, An Bulang did not have the idea of ​​breaking through the Purple Que Dragon Array, but instead stepped into the void with a violent step, and his body rushed towards Chen Pingyi!

　　 "Oh? Dare to face my strength? It seems that you are really not afraid of death."

　　Chen Pingyi's mouth was raised and his tone spoke flatly.

　　 An Bulang's fist bursts into golden awns, the dragon and turtle totems appear on the chest, the three points are open, the shocking body urges with all his strength, and a punch hits Chen Pingyi's chest!

　　Chen Pingyi's **** formed a sword, and a large amount of purple qi in the Purple Que dragon array gathered on the two fingers, forming a mighty blade that made a gentle stroke against An Fang's fist.

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 The terrifying energy collision will explode the void of hundreds of meters!

　　 An Bulang's golden fist was broken, and the fist of pain came from the fist, and then the sword gas ripped through the body, cutting his body back hundreds of meters, bringing up a burst of bright red blood.

　　 "No wave!" Hongli saw that An Bulang was really reckless and screamed in shock.

　　She saw that An Bulang was really cut off, a blood mark appeared on her fist, and Chen Pingyi's figure seemed to be backed away by a fist.

　　 seemed to be less tragic than she had imagined.

　　 "Oh? Something interesting..." Chen Pingyi moved a little bit of fingers, said, "No wonder the old man Xia Jinyang will plant in your hands..."

　　The eyes of An Bulang suddenly became the color of pure gold. A round of Jinyang rose from behind, and the scorching flames hit the sword array. The golden flame of Zhiyang to pure even made Hongli below feel dangerous.

　　 "This is a move that can be used without waves? Good..."

　　Hongli was so excited that she was shocked.

　　A monk in Tianyuan Realm was able to use this kind of move, making her feel incredible.

　　 Jinyang roared and fell towards Chen Pingyi.

　　 The huge and pure inflammatory force distorts the surrounding world.

"Huh, there is only a supernatural power of the Yang system." Chen Pingyi snorted coldly, but secretly transferred all his strength, his fingers were held high, and the madness of the purple Que dragon array gathered at his fingertips, forming a huge purple blade. , Jinyang struck down!

　　 The sword energy condensed to the limit was cut above Jinyang, and the flame could not melt the sword energy in a short time, and the shocking edge contained in that sword energy tore Jinyang in half!

The terrible sword energy shattered Jin Yang’s energy, and he ripped a shocking blood mark again on An Bulang’s body. That shocking body could not resist such a terrible edge. The sword energy was full of an inch, almost he 'S body was split in half.

　　The strongest magical power that An Bulang can use, under Chen Pingyi's sword, can't support a trick! !

　　 This is a strength gap that is difficult to make up.

　　An Bulang originally wanted to see how much he was different from Chen Pingyi. Now, at first glance, the gap is not so large. Now if he wants to fight the top-level Shenhai Realm, there is no chance!

　　 But he didn't seem to feel the gap. He dragged the disabled body, spreading his wings behind him, and rushed towards Chen Pingyi again.

"Although you have some skills, for me, it is still a very weak existence. If I try my best, I will kill you with a sword." Chen Pingyi saw An Bulang's fearless fighting intention, but his face was With a fierce smile, he said, "Hehe... It must be fun to beat you like this into despair."

　　He seemed to have found new fun. Looking at the teenager who rushed towards him, his **** once again condensed the sword spirit crystal, and the horrible sword momentum was accumulating quickly.

　　 "No wave! Please calm down, don't be impulsive!" Hongli rushed towards An Bulang, and the two swords also burst out with strong slashes, trying to stop Chen Pingyi's attack for An Bulang.

　　 This injured An Bulang is absolutely impossible to withstand Chen Pingyi's sword. She can't just watch An Bulang go to die!

　　 But what scared Hongli was that An Bulang delivered faster than her! !

　　An Bulang rushed towards Chen Pingyi at a very fast speed.

　　 At this time, the sword had fallen head-on.

　　 An Bu Lang Najie flashed, the spirit-level magic weapon Chixiaodao sword clenched in his hand, the supreme swordsmanship began to spread, the entire Chihong sword body was wrapped in black energy, as if it could devour everything and **** the mind.

　　Chen Pingyi can even feel his sword energy, and there are signs of being sucked and swallowed by this black energy.

　　What kind of sword is this?

　　 The sword-sculptor's top-level sword cultivation jumped in his heart. In the sword of An Bulang, he felt the true meaning of kendo that he could not see through!

　　 "Well, even if the swordsmanship is really strong, there is no fundamental power as a support, it can only be a castle in the sky!" Chen Pingyi had no fear, the purple Que dragon array urged, and the more magnificent swordsmanship gathered in both fingers.

　　Sword qi quickly condenses and condenses, forming a purple-shining blade. Chen Pingyi even added his powerful soul power to it, making the blade as if it had spirituality, more agility and detachment.

　　An Bulang knew that if the opponent's sword went down, if he didn't deal with it well, his soul would be cut off.

　　 "Brother Bai, use your strength!"

　　 uttered suddenly, he shouted suddenly.

　　In the precepts, Bai Bai, who had already prepared, poured all the power he recovered after rest and rebirth into the Chi Xiaodao sword of An Bulang.

　　Understand that Bai Bai is not a remnant soul, but has restored the origin of the soul of the god, and can slowly gather the power of the soul of the soul, the soul of the highest level of the **** sea!

　　In an instant, the Chixiaodao sword wrapped in dark energy burst again into an unimaginable black light.

　　 The world is discolored, the sun and the moon are dark.

　　 Everything fell into darkness at the next moment.

　　Chen Pingyi was wrapped in darkness at this moment, it was the darkness that made him instinctively feel fear, as if all of his had to be swallowed by darkness, the only thing he could rely on was the blade of the hand still purple...

　　 "Ling Tian Sheng Xie·Sting Soul!"

boom!

　　 Chixiao sword collides with the purple blade.

　　 The purple sword in Chen Pingyi's hands bloomed with dazzling brilliance, as if to pierce the surrounding darkness!

　　 But the sword's power suddenly disappeared, and was quickly suppressed by the darkness again.

　　 Click! !

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　　 The purple sword blade is broken into two pieces.

　　 The black sword light directed at Chen Pingyi's head.

　　Chen Ping was terrified. He never thought that his sword move would be suppressed by the young man in front of him. Even the sword power condensed by the spirit of the gods was suppressed by the spirit of the other party!

how can that be! !

　　 Where does the spirit power come from? !

　　 Everything that happened in front of him was beyond his imagination.

　　 Then, he was penetrated by the black sword light.

　　 "Ahhhhhh...!!!"

　　Chen Pingyi felt that his head was pierced, and the soul was torn through the power of the horror spirit carried in the sword, and he screamed directly in pain, and his body retreated in desperation.

　　 "This sword, I stab it for Hongli."

　　The young man in white stood with a sword and spoke lightly.

　　Hongli looked at the standing, not-so-distant man not far away, his delicate body trembling, and his brain fell into a blank.

　　 At this time, An Bulang had rushed in front of Chen Pingyi and punched hard!

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 Atmospheric distortion burst.

　　 The fist hammered Chen Pingyi's face, accompanied by the sound of teeth cracking.

　　 "I sent you this punch, in front of me, pretend to be Nima!"

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