Chapter 4235

Shrinking the ground into an inch, this is a genius monster who has comprehended the power of heaven and earth.

Chen Ping slightly squinted his eyes. There are many geniuses in the Cangyuan Sect. He already knew that the Tiger God Peak is the spiritual peak where the sect's capable people have emerged in large numbers in the past 600 years.

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

From the fact that he was able to kill the flower python neatly, Chen Ping knew that this person was difficult to deal with. When he disappeared, the giant black blade in Chen Ping's hand slapped fiercely at the air.

Before Xue Zhongjiang, who had turned into a phantom, appeared, he was forced to retreat by the sword.

His eyes were full of panic, as if Chen Ping knew where he was going to appear in advance.

What does this mean? Chen Ping is much more familiar with the fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth than he is, and can find him in these weak fluctuations.

That being the case, he can only rely on his own strength to crush Chen Ping.

Xue Zhongjiang had a decision in his mind, and he was already holding a top-grade magic weapon sword in his hand. He swung the first sword at Chen Ping.

Feeling a sword intent coming, Chen Ping also blocked the black front giant sword in front of him.

boom!

The powerful sword energy first impacted on Chen Ping's body-protecting true energy, and Chen Ping took a step back to resist the sword energy.

"Not bad, take another sword from me!"

Xue Zhongjiang's sword intent increased again, and the powerful sword intent seemed to engulf the surrounding power of heaven and earth, and charged again.

Chen Ping knew that this was Tiger God Peak's prefecture-level martial skill, this kind of sword will become stronger every time he strikes a sword.

At most ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, but it is said that no one in the entire Tiger God Peak can cut eighty-one swords.

For ordinary geniuses, it would be good if they can learn the Nine Swords in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Chen Ping didn't retreat, and the aura on his body slowly rose. The more he retreated from this kind of sword intent, the stronger the sword intent would be.

The power in the dantian cyclone surged crazily, and the giant black blade in Chen Ping's hand emitted a purple-golden light.

The kendo martial arts that Chen Ping practiced was only at the Huang level, which was regarded as the initial sword art, but even a random strike by him could perfectly display his strength.

This is why Chen Ping likes to use the black front giant sword. His blood power can be fully displayed at this time.

Chen Ping's sword intent and Xue Zhongjiang's sword intent collided together, and the surrounding heaven and earth forces seemed to be stirred by this chaotic force. Within a radius of more than ten meters, no matter what it was, it was smashed to pieces, and it was a mess. .

Chen Ping glanced at the wound on his hand that was scratched by the aftermath of the sword intent, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The third sword!"

In one go, Xue Zhongjiang's third sword intent followed.

The advantage of this sword art martial art is that it is fast, one sword after another, but the disadvantage is also obvious, each sword needs to consume too much power.

The sword intent of the third sword was stronger, Chen Ping didn't dare to be careless, the fierce aura of this sword had already made him feel the danger.

"We can't let his sword intent continue!"

Chen Ping knew very well that if this person could only use five or six swords, he might not be a threat to him, but if he could really use the ninth sword, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

If he is injured, he will not have the advantage in the following sect competition.

This kind of sword intent is the same as Chen Ping's Rising Dragon Fist, one punch is stronger than one punch, but it consumes too much.

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