Seeing the black air containing the terrifying energy hit hard, wherever weeds and branches seemed to be ashes, and came with huge energy.

The muscles on Chen Ling's face had already twitched, and the long sword across his chest was still rotating, not airtight. Facing the fierce attack, he pushed his palms out and circled back and forth in front of his chest. He saw that two flame-like cyclones had already transformed between his palms. Chen Ling gathered all his veins, and the cyclones between his palms exploded several times. The flame-like cyclones formed a powerful Tai Chi pattern, which was injected into the sword spiral instantly. The sword spiral formed a huge Tai Chi net, like a transparent water wall.

When the powerful black air mass collided with the Tai Chi sword net, an explosion sounded like thunder, and the dusty miasma instantly spread.

Chen Ling's sword net was torn apart in an instant, and the long sword bounced out several feet away, but flew back to Shen Ling's hand like a mission, and the rapidly coming black air was also dispersed.

Chen Ling also retreated several feet away with his long sword in his hand. His hands trembled slightly, his forehead was sweating coldly, and a hint of pale appeared. It was obvious that he had been injured by the air mass when he had a full blow just now.

The Demon Evil Blood Sect withdrew his palms and said without changing his face: I didn't expect that you, Chen Ling, are indeed extraordinary, have some Taoist cultivation, and can withstand this blow. You are worthy of being the leader of the First Academy. But I Demon Evil underestimated it.

Then he jokingly said: It is not easy for you to have a certain level of cultivation, so why bother to make unnecessary sacrifices? Isn’t it a pity to die at my hands? I wasted my whole life of cultivation. Why not? Finally, he changed his tone and said coldly: As long as you hand over the treasure obediently, I will spare your life.

Chen Ling covered his chest, tightened the sword in his hand, and said with a sarcastic look on his face, "The devil is the devil, I, I, Chen Ling, are you afraid of death, you are a greedy person, you are a greedy person, you are a greedy person, you are a traitor, Chen, advises you not to be foolish, there is no seven mystery good in the world at all.

Before he could finish his words, the demon evil spirit was already crazy. He burst into tears: Nonsense, it is impossible not to have it. I have been looking for it for many years. It is for this day. This divine object is in your sank courtyard, right on you. He laughed to the sky, his face was covered with ferocious face, his eyes were flashing with blood, his demonic energy was rising, his body was full of wind, and the wind was howling. His eyes were fierce and angry and said: I will send you to the West now and find this divine object.

The demon evil had already had a murderous intent. His palms were filled with demonic energy, as if all spirits were surging. The power contained in this palm was no less than several times that of just now. At this critical moment of life and death, Chen Ling felt a little sad. He knew that he might be in trouble if he took this palm, but he could not let go of many things in his heart. Many people, especially those he loved deeply, were already upright and fortunate. Even if he died, he could not let go of his life's dignity. He was just secretly blaming himself in his heart, the person he could not let go of the most.

Chen Murong sent out a long sword again, injecting all the veins into the sword body. The thick sword intent formed countless sword shadows, and circled out all over his body. The sword net seemed like a sword wall, scattered out, and the force was fierce, and everything he touched was destroyed.

The evil spirits of the demons rushed over like evil spirits. Seeing this formation, the two of them had made their last attempt.

The sword wall collided with the evil spirit black air, and the explosion sounded again, which had already reflected the place half a red sky. The surroundings were full of strong winds. Chen Ling was hit by the powerful energy and flew back several feet away and fell heavily to the ground. His whole body was already ragged. A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he was seriously injured. He lay on the ground, and the two magical objects that had been wrapped in his sleeve rolled out. He tried his best to pick it up, but it was another wave of trouble. The blood surged, and the whole body was extremely painful and it was difficult to move. What made him feel strange was that the backlash force could kill himself with one blow just now. But when he fought for the last attack, he could never resist the demonic attack. But for some reason, the energy instantly exploded a lot, which made him safe. He looked at the package scattered on the ground and thought to himself: Could it be that it was done by the master's spiritual consciousness? For a moment, he felt a lot of sadness in his heart, and he felt leisurely.
Chapter completed!