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Zuo Dao didn’t believe that Qin Chen really didn’t suffer any injuries at all. His Demon Prison Knife contained a terrifying evil mood. Even if the opponent could block the sword light’s physical attack, it would not be able to prevent the invasion of the Dao Qi mood. These powers were like hungry. The bone maggots will attenuate and corrode the opponent\'s true energy bit by bit, and with the opponent\'s third-order true energy, they will be unable to resist.

"In that case, you Guixian sent not only the two of you, but also your Sect Master? Did you look for Qin Feng?"

Qin Chen\'s eyes flashed and he guessed a lot.

While speaking, the real air in the body rotates, clearing the sword energy that had previously poured into the body without any trickle left.

What Qin Chen cultivates is the Nine Star God Emperor Art. This is a level technique that even his previous life can’t see. The true energy is pure and shocking. There is nothing that can’t be removed at all, let alone a bit of sword energy. It\'s the real sword intent, and I don\'t want to hurt him.

"Want to play with me?"

Zuo Dao\'s face sank, and Qin Chen actually caught something out of his mouth.

However, he was not worried. Instead, he sneered. After learning that the lord was also there, this kid would definitely be irritable, even fearful, and when the time came to fight, when his heart flustered, more flaws would naturally appear.

"Furthermore, your cultivation is only in the middle of the heavenly stage. Even if you have a powerful body training technique, it will definitely consume true qi. Now there should be very little true qi in your body!"

Left Knife grinned grinningly.

In fact, Zuo Dao is not only powerful, but also very keen, otherwise he had done so many evil things on the rivers and lakes, it would be impossible not to be beheaded.

And now he seems to be chatting with Qin Chen casually, but in fact he is using words to create invisible pressure on Qin Chen all the time.

Once people panic, when fighting, they will naturally not be able to exert their full combat power.

"You can try!"

If it were an ordinary martial artist, Zuo Dao might disturb his mind, but who Qin Chen was, Zuo Dao\'s words did not bring any slight fluctuations to his mind.

"Try it!"

"Magic Prison Knife-Angrily Cuts the Sky!"

Zuo Dao was very insidious, thinking that Qin Chen was pretending to be composure. In the process of speaking, before the words fell, he was cut out with a knife, and the sharp knife came to Qin Chen in an instant.

"broken!"

Qin Chen held up the mysterious rust sword, and slashed it out.

"Boom!"

The sword light collided with the blade light, annihilated each other, and the strong impact swept out, shaking the collapsed rubble around.

If it were not for the guardianship of the formations around, the aftermath could even smash the entire mansion.

The Xuan-level martial artist is the top combat power of a country, and it is not a vain name.

"I see how long you can last?"

The left knife made it clear that it would consume Qin Chen\'s true energy, and the light of the knife continued to pour out, blasting towards Qin Chen from a distance.

A Xuan-level martial artist can attack with real power from the body, creating a terrifying sword light and sword light, and does not weaken much power.

Because compared to true energy, true energy is more concentrated and more stable.

However, the sky-level martial artist is so comfortable. If he performs a long-range attack, his power will definitely be greatly weakened, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

"How about it, it\'s uncomfortable? Hahaha, see how long you can hold on!"

Using the sword light from afar, the violent blade light was like a missile baptism, constantly bombarding Qin Chen.

He didn\'t dare to get too close to Qin Chen. Qin Chen\'s mental storm left him with lingering fears. Li Yang was also struck by the mental storm and fell into a sluggish and difficult to resist before being killed by Qin Chen.

Otherwise, with Qin Chen\'s strength, how could he kill Li Yang with a single sword?

"you think too much!"

Qin Chen couldn\'t help laughing.

Zuo Dao thought that his true qi was little left, but in fact, he who cultivated the Nine Star God Emperor Jue, his true qi was more than several times thicker than a normal martial artist, so how could he be exhausted so easily.

Otherwise, the Jiuxing Divine Emperor Jue would not be regarded by him as a technique beyond heaven.

"go with!"

Since Zuo Dao wants to play, then I play with him.

Pinching his handprint, Qin Chen controlled the real treasure flying knife and shot the left knife.

Those three real treasure flying knives, as if they had life, were so flexible that they could not be added, and they swept through the sky, penetrating the flaws and vital points of the left knife.

"What? Can you still activate the True Treasure Flying Sword at this time?"

Left knife was shocked.

What kind of evil is this? Not only must you resist your own attack, but you must also control the formation. Now you can still use your mental power to spur the True Treasure Flying Knife. Is there such a monster in this world?

A normal martial artist can only use one mind and one use. It is already very remarkable to be able to do dual purposes with one mind. Like Qin Chen, someone who can notify and control a few things is very rare, at least Zuo Dao himself could not do it.

That\'s all right.

The key is that the flying knife controlled by Qin Chen is very flexible and free, constantly avoiding his own blade attack, and the location of the attack is all his own weaknesses and vital points, which can not be achieved by arbitrary manipulation.

"Sword Element Protector!"

The black sword turned into a semicircle, and in front of the left knife, it condensed into an arc-shaped knife light barrier.

Bang bang bang!

Three flying knives slashed on the barrier, causing ripples.

A horrible energy passed through the shield, causing the left knife to kick back two steps, a sweet throat, almost spewing blood.

"Why is it so powerful?"

Zuo Dao was horrified, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and the whole person was going crazy.

"good chance!"

Qin Chen seized the opportunity and stepped forward with a sword.

boom!

The left knife hurriedly resisted, and under the violent shock, a terrifying sword intent swept over him, shaking him again for a few steps, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and the true power in his body surged.

He took a deep breath, just about to adjust his internal breath, suppressing the boiling blood, swish, three real treasure flying knives have swept over again, making him have to raise his sword to resist.

"hateful!"

Zuo Dao\'s whole person was about to collapse, and under the successive attacks, he was caught off guard and could only retreat again and again to resist.

"How angry is this kid? Why doesn\'t he feel tired at all?"

Zuo Dao was depressed, and even he himself felt a little powerless, his true strength was quite exhausted, but the opponent was still alive and well.

If he could, he would have thrown his knife and ran away, but he couldn\'t.

"good chance!"

"Spirit Storm!"

Qin Chen had been looking for an opportunity. Seeing Zuo Dao\'s eyes flashing, his spirit was in a trance for a moment, and he hurried out with a mental storm.

"Om!"

His mind was dizzy, and the eyes of the left knife fell into a dull look.

"not good!"

He was horrified in his heart, biting the tip of his tongue violently, and his remaining will made him roar wildly, and he couldn\'t wait to restore his clarity.

The illusion in front of him dissipated, and what the left knife saw was a brilliant sword light.

"Do not!"

Puff!

Sword light flashed, a head with wide eyes rose into the sky, blood spilled three feet away!