"Ancestor Chen, this son is a peerless monster. Although his realm is not high, he is extremely strong. I join forces with the Great Elder and several other elders, and I am not his opponent. He wants the Great Elder to kneel down and kowtow until he dies, otherwise, I will destroy my Xuanqing Sect." Yang Fengling said quickly: "Please ask Old Elder Chen to be the leader!"

Yang Fengling's words were full of grief and anger.

"I want my great elder of Xuanqing Sect to kneel down and kowtow until he dies?" Chen Tongyun sneered: "Okay, very good, young..."

Chen Tongyun wanted to say something, but she didn't want to. Su Xuan shouted directly: "Stop talking nonsense, fight!"

Su Xuan was full of fighting spirit.

I really want to fight with Chen Tongyun.

Just finished speaking.

"Tianyun Sword!!!" Su Xuan shouted.

Where are there any reservations?

The law of space condensation of 1.2 million jin of power of sword intent.

A sword light that quickly surpassed the limit of eyeball capture was scattered into the space without any reaction. The space had already reached the air and faced Chen Tongyun's huge and huge figure of soul.

The sword light was even more subtle like a thread of silk.

But it is extremely sharp.

The sharpness was so sharp that it was a very subtle slightest point that it leaked, cutting the space where Xuanqing Sect was located.

"Such power? And the smell of law?" Chen Tongyun's face trembled slightly, like a mysterious cloud squirming, full of weirdness and surprise, and a hint of solemnity.

The next moment, Chen Tongyun raised his hand.

A huge palm print, covering the sky and the sun, was rolling and rolling like a giant tsunami, slamming out.

Just as the palm print was taken out, the entire Dongyu Mountain was roaring and rocks rolled in between.

Even in the martial arts court below, almost half of the Xuanqing Sect disciples were suppressed and crawled directly on the ground.

This palm is so strong!!!

It is the kind of martial arts system that should not belong to Xuanling Mountain at all.

And the moment the giant palm print was slapped, Su Xuan's face was obviously stunned.

He underestimated Chen Tongyun's strength.

"Tianyin Sword!Tianyin Sword!Tianyin Sword!..." Su Xuan quickly took action, extremely crazy, as if he was in a tireless state of devilishness, waving the Red Shadow Sword in his hand to the extreme.

In one breath, 19 consecutive swords.

The 19 swords are very strong, without a slight reduction, which is simply incredible. If it were an ordinary martial arts practitioner, it would be difficult to continue until 3 swords swings at most.

But Su Xuan...

Infinitely general.

These 19 sword lights are continuously arranged and formed.

It was like 19 biting bullets, bursting out.

Cooperate with the first sword light before.

There are 20 sword lights in total.

"Huh." Chen Tongyun spoke in surprise.

That's this moment.

"Chichichichichi..."

In the air, the sword lights that Su Xuan shot out encountered Chen Tongyun's huge purple palm prints that looked like a sacred mountain. As soon as they came into contact, they began to break, tear and destroy...

There is not much resistance at all.

20 sword lights! In the blink of an eye, they almost all died!

Not on the same level at all.

Su Xuan's face became even more serious, and he even held his breath a little.

The horror of the God Transformation Realm seems to be beyond my imagination.

In the martial arts stadium, there was a sound of gasping in the cold air. All the disciples of Xuanqing Sect were frightened. They knew that the ancestors of Xuanqing Sect were very strong, but they still underestimated them.

How can this be strong?
Chapter completed!