Chapter 1692

After some people cleared up their emotions, they put away the corpses of people they knew well.

At this time, the people who entered the No. 3 optical cave were basically numb. Although they got some pills, how could the pills that were about to lose their efficacy be worth such a dangerous journey.

Looking at the deep passage ahead, the group reluctantly dragged their feet in.

I don't know how long it took, but when it was about to collapse, a stone door that could only accommodate two people standing side by side appeared at the end of the tunnel.

A few lines of words were scrawled on the stone gate. Just as he was at a loss for what to do with the incomprehensible words, a white-haired old man who was originally unknown in the crowd pushed aside the people in front of him and walked in front of the stone gate.

"Sword cultivators have to fight non-stop from the very beginning, fighting with people, fighting with the earth, fighting with the sky, and fighting with themselves. Only the second party who survives the duel can be called strong. Find two sword cultivators, Open the stone gate and have a duel."

After the old man silently translated the sentence, he retreated into the crowd.

There are two organs on both sides of the stone gate, which must be opened by those who participated in the duel.

Hearing that the conditions were so, everyone was discussing, but they couldn't stop looking at Shangguan Huan and Chen Ping who had killed the mecha just now. These two were the strong men who killed the mecha just now.

Shangguan Huan was overjoyed when he saw that everyone intended to send him and Chen Ping in. This was his god-given opportunity, and no one would care much about killing Chen Ping in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Chen Ping and Shangguan Huan didn't say much, they stepped forward and held down the mechanism, sending part of their sword intent towards it.

The stone door opened slowly, but there was a cloud of fog inside the door, and everyone couldn't see the scene inside clearly.

"please."

After saying that, Shangguan Huan stepped in.

Chen Ping didn't hesitate too much. Although Shangguan Huan had the imprint of the Ancestral Dragon Royal Family and his hard power was also very strong, Chen Ping was not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others.

The two disappeared into the mist, and the stone gate was closed, leaving a group of people anxiously waiting for the result, and some even started a bet.

It is said that as soon as Chen Ping and Shangguan Huan stepped in, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, mountains, rivers, lakes, bustling downtown streets.

Finally, it stopped in a quiet bamboo grove. The wind passed through the bamboo grove and made a rustling sound. It seemed that there was an outsider sitting cross-legged in the depths of the bamboo grove.

I just heard the man take a sip of tea and said lightly: "You can start now."

As soon as the mysterious man finished speaking, Shangguan Huan's hand turned into a sharp blade and slashed towards Chen Ping. Chen Ping drew out the Canglong Sword and blocked it in front of his chest.

After a few back and forth, Shangguan Huan was surprised that Chen Ping was on par with his own strength, and said with a sneer, "You're already here!"

After all, Shangguan Huan took out a very simple sword with a scabbard from the ring, and after taking off the scabbard, he saw that the blade of the sword was constantly surging with wind elements.

A gust of wind blew in, and Shangguan Huan, who was holding a sword, had a good momentum.

The sword intent of the two became more intense during the collision, and the mysterious man drinking tea squinted and smiled to appreciate the battle.

"Wind Demon Slash!"

The killing skill under the blessing of the sword is a bit more destructive, and there is a certain degree of fluctuation in the surrounding space.

This sword energy sealed all the blind spots of Chen Ping. Just when Shangguan Huan lamented that the battle was still lacking in passion, the sword in Chen Ping's hand lost its plain appearance, revealing the original appearance of the Canglong Sword.

A burst of dragon chant was transmitted directly from the bamboo forest to the sky. Before Shangguan Huan could get out of his astonishment, Chen Ping had already completed the kendo attack. The momentum was more than several times stronger, and there was a faint image of a simple giant sword behind the sword.

"Thousands of swords return to one!"

Chen Ping raised his sword and stabbed Feng Mo Zhan.

The mysterious man drinking tea applauded.

The two swords collided, and the fluctuation of the hedge shook the bamboo forest to the ground with fallen leaves.

The two retreated to the edge of the bamboo grove at the same time. Chen Ping's tiger's mouth felt a little numb, and Shangguan Huan's sword had a gap.

"Very good, very good, you did not disappoint me."

Shangguan Huan said to Chen Ping frantically.

"I'm afraid it won't go as you wish this time."

After Chen Ping finished speaking, flames rose from his hands, and two fire snakes wrapped around the Canglong Sword.

The Canglong Sword spitting flames everywhere, roasted the surrounding bamboo forest a little yellow.

"I'm very happy! Chen Ping! You can play with me for so long! I want to thank you very much!"

During Shangguan Huan's words, all the wind in this bamboo forest stopped, and there were only the rustling of fallen leaves and the sound of a mysterious man sucking tea.

Chen Ping didn't want to give him a chance, so he raised his sword and slashed at it.

"late!"

Shangguan Huan's hands full of wind elements kept waving around his side, and soon intertwined into a seemingly airtight sphere.

The moment Chen Ping's attack landed on the sphere, a strong reaction force bounced Chen Ping away.

The sphere didn't stop because of this, and moved towards Chen Ping quickly, like a hedgehog covered in spikes.

That being the case, Chen Ping flew into the air to disperse the flames from the sword body.

A huge sword formation descended with a majestic aura. In the sword formation, nearly a hundred Qingfeng sword shadows danced back and forth, and at the same time, the sword formation began to rotate rapidly.

Feeling this extremely powerful sword intent, the mysterious man finally stood up uncontrollably.

Under the continuous bombardment of the Qingfeng sword array, Shangguan Huan's skills began to show gaps. Soon, Shangguan Huan couldn't hold back and stopped his hands, and began to raise his sword to resist.

At this time, Shangguan Huan lost his cold and stern aura at the beginning, and his hands were constantly injured, like a bloody man.

Unexpectedly, before Chen Ping was hurt, he became like this first!

Shangguan Huan roared, "I'm going to tear your corpse to pieces!"

In an instant, the ancestral dragon royal imprint on Shangguan Huan's back was shining brightly, green scales appeared on his body, a pair of vertical pupils were revealed when he opened his eyes, and the original skin of his fingers was broken and turned into yellow claws.

However, watching the transformation process should be very painful, Chen Ping secretly sighed that luckily his unicorn mark transformation will not be so troublesome.

The cyan sword energy in Qingfeng's sword formation, when it touched him, could only make a "ding ding" sound and leave white marks. Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Chen Ping didn't need to continue releasing it to consume his energy, so Waved away the sword array and watched the changes.

"This is our Ancestral Dragon Royal Family!"

Shangguan Huan, who had completed his transformation, raised his head and shouted at Chen Ping.

"It seems that your blood is still impure."

Chen Ping sneered when he saw that he was only in scale armor and his eyes had changed.

"I'm going to peel off your skin! Twist your tendons!"

After the transformation, Shangguan Huan became even more irritable, and his animal nature was released.

"Then see if your skin is hard enough."

Chen Ping picked up the Canglong Sword and slashed at Shangguan Huan's Tianling Gai.