The sky-side giant beast rushed extremely fast, but the sword in Wen Qingye's hand was as fast as a meteor, with boundless determination.

"The first style of the three absolute sword styles!

That wisp of sword light finally emerged from the blade of the Zhuxian Sword, as if the heavens and the earth were eclipsed all of a sudden, and only a sword ray was left raging in the distance.

This sword is an intermediate-level immortal magic weapon, and the Immortal Sword spits out.

Rumble!

The moment that sword slashed towards the giant beast in the sky, in an instant, it was like two huge volcanoes colliding, and the overwhelming waves of vitality rushed towards the distance.

Click!

Under the feet of Wen Qingye, the earth began to crack wildly, stretching into the distance.

Wow!

Then Wen Qingye could no longer contain the pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood arrow spewed out directly.

At the moment when a mouthful of red blood spurted out, Wen Qingye's clothes also suddenly turned into pieces, and the bronzed skin was completely exposed.

The flesh was open and scarlet, and it made people's scalps tingle to look at.

Fu Chen couldn't help but change his face when he saw that Wen Qingye was not dead, and said in surprise: "Not dead?

This move, this is his trick, as soon as he came up, he used his killer move, that is, he didn't leave any room for Wen Qingye, but who knew that this Wen Qingye actually survived.

"But even if you're not dead, you're seriously injured."

Wen Qingye's Immortal Sword was inserted on the ground, panting heavily, if he hadn't cultivated the art of refining the body, maybe with this blow, he might have been wiped out.

Buzz! Buzz!

At this moment, Wen Qingye's dantian began to tremble wildly, but it seemed that there was always a barrier in front of him.

"Is it still a little close?"

Wen Qingye clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes looked at Fu Chen in front of him, and a strong battle intent appeared in his eyes.

Fu Chen's brows froze, he naturally felt Wen Qingye's powerful battle intent, and it was precisely because of this that he was extremely surprised.

"I see how long you can resist? I'll have fun with you now."

Fu Chen snorted coldly, and the coldness in his eyes gradually condensed, and then he pulled out a long sword from Sumeru mustard.

Scold!

A black shadow rushed directly towards Wen Qingye, except for Wen Qingye, no one saw the figure rushing clearly.

So fast!

Wen Qingye subconsciously blocked in front of him, and suddenly a huge force came from his arm, if he were an ordinary person, he would have already dropped the sword in his hand.

This kid's swordsmanship is good, but compared to me, you're far behind.

Fu Chen smiled coldly, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Wen Qingye in front again.

Boom!

Wen Qingye reluctantly raised his sword again, only to see a violent hurricane rushing towards the place where the gold and iron struck, and then Wen Qingye's body floated out directly.

The sixth-grade earth immortal and the nineth-grade earth immortal, the gap between cultivation is too big, Rao is Wen Qingye is so strong, but at this moment, he is still completely suppressed by that Fu Chen.

At this moment, Ye Ting, who was standing in the distance, had her heart in her throat.

A Los Angeles master next to him glanced around, and said in a low voice: "City envoy, let's take advantage of this great opportunity, no one pays attention to us, run, don't waste a piece of Wencheng envoy's kindness, let's go, Wencheng envoy can completely let go of his hands and feet."

"What did you say?"

Ye Ting's willow eyebrows were raised, and she glared at the Luocheng master angrily, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, "If I hear you say such things again, I will be the first to kill you."

The master of Naluo City knew Ye Ting's character, sighed, and said, "I know."

Ye Ting nodded, and then looked at the two fighting again.

"Use me as a whetstone, no matter what, you're just a blunt knife"

Fu Chen's footsteps were longitudinal, and the sword in his hand was like an antelope hanging on its horns, and a rainbow suddenly burst out, stabbing directly at Wen Qingye's throat.

Wen Qingye felt the strong wind in front of him, and he involuntarily clenched the sword in his hand across his chest.

Sonorous!

The swords of the two collided violently, and a brilliant spark exploded violently, and then Wen Qingye's body floated out directly, leaving a long trace on the earth.

Click!

The earth couldn't withstand the violent fluctuations of true qi, and it began to break apart.

"The recent breakthrough in cultivation is really too fast, can't you break through this time?"

Wen Qingye took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the pain in his body, and from his tiger's mouth, blood slowly flowed from the sword to the ground.

Others cultivate with a solid foundation to break through, and some people even break through a realm in a few years, but Wen Qingye broke through the realm of the Earth Immortal too quickly, and in a few months, he went from the first grade of the Earth Immortal to the sixth rank of the Earth Immortal, if he hadn't had his own comprehension of these realms, he might have had an unstable foundation at this moment, and his true qi would have died in a riot.

Wen Qingye's blood began to flow rapidly, and his eyes were gradually filled with that red light, this time he had to break through, he needed more pressure.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingye suppressed the pain in his whole body, and killed Fu Chen with this sword.

"Look for death!"

Fu Chen saw that Wen Qingye was actually rushing towards him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a sneer, and he directly swept towards Wen Qingye with a sword.

Boom!

In this pair, Wen Qingye felt that his hands were almost out of strength, and his body retreated directly to the rear for hundreds of zhang, setting off several wild hurricanes, and some of the nearby trees were uprooted.

"It's too strong, Fu Chen is too strong"

"Wen Qingye is not his opponent at all"

........

The few remaining people in Los Angeles shook their heads and sighed.

A coldness appeared in Fu Chen's eyes, and he chased forward, and another sword slashed towards Wen Qingye.

Boom!

Wen Qingye reluctantly raised his sword and slashed towards Fu Chen in front of him without reservation, and in an instant, a storm surged out of the swords of the two.

Then, Wen Qingye's body was like a paper kite with a broken thread, like a flying arrow, rushing towards the direction of Los Angeles, and finally slipped out of the unknown distance, smashing directly on the hard city wall.

Tong!

As soon as the city wall and Wen Qingye's body came into contact, cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared, and in an instant, cracks like spider webs appeared on the city wall east of Los Angeles.

"What happened?

"Look, it's the city wall"

"Everyone, be careful, the walls seem to be falling"

........

Faced with the sudden situation, the monks in Los Angeles scattered one by one and hurriedly ran into the distance.

(End of chapter)

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