The Chiyun Sword was so sharp that it almost instantly broke through the two layers of protective profound energy. The sword tip pierced the third layer and shattered it, but it did not penetrate for a long time.
All disciples of the Sacred Fire Palace have dabbled in this method of profound energy protection. Mu Qing has already cultivated it to great success, and with the strength of the alchemy level as a guard of honor, it is quite powerful and difficult to destroy.
"Haha, Ye Chentian, take my sword!" The madness in Mu Qing's eyes flickered, and he stabbed Ye Chentian with his sword.
Ding.
The long sword landed on Ye Chentian's chest and pierced the black robe, but could not penetrate an inch.
The dense flame demon scales on Ye Chentian's chest condensed, exuding a faint blue light, blocking Mu Qing's long sword. To stab Ye Chentian, the most important thing is to break off the flame demon scales.
"How is it possible!" Mu Qing yelled in horror, Ye Chentian didn't use his profound energy to protect his body!
Ye Chentian glanced at his chest and smiled charmingly. If he wanted to hurt himself, the mortal sword in Mu Qing's hand couldn't do it!
Ye Chentian went through many trials and tribulations, fighting Ge Zhong and Lu Zhen. Thanks to the existence of the Flame Demon Scale, he was able to protect the key parts every time and pull himself back from the hand of death. How could he be easily defeated by Mu Qing? broken.
Chi Yunjian exerted a slight force, and one after another profound energy surged out, the last profound energy barrier that was already full of fine cracks was smashed, and Mu Qing quickly dodged.
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The Chiyun Sword still hit Mu Qing, leaving a ferocious scratch on his muscular body, a little bit of blood fell down, staining the Tsing Yi red, causing Mu Qing to suffer.
Ye Chentian withdrew the Chiyun Sword, held the sword with one hand, and looked at Mu Qing quietly.
"Ye Chentian! I will kill you!"
Mu Qing stretched out his hand to wipe his chest, put his blood-soaked palm in front of his lips, and licked it slightly, the murderous intent in his eyes was infinitely ferocious.
In any case, Mu Qing will kill Ye Chentian.
Once Ye Chentian died, the fifth prince lost a general, and it would not be so pleasant to compete with the sixth prince.
However, Ye Chentian has never belonged to the Fifth Prince.
In the valley, in order to prevent the fifth prince Xiao Yun from seeing his strength, Ye Chentian endured it again and again, making the former mistakenly think that he can still control himself. When the relics are out and the Liyang Sword Formation is in hand, Ye Chentian will not care about Xiao Yun anymore things.
Ye Chentian has no interest in intervening in royal disputes.
"Ye Chentian, you are indeed a formidable enemy, but you still have to die!" Mu Qing thrust his long sword into the ground suddenly, spreading out waves of profound energy, and swept towards Ye Chentian.
Ye Chentian's eyes froze, and the Chiyun sword swung the Chiyun sword, knocking back the profound energy.
"You finally want that strength?"
After hearing this, Mu Qing was a little dazed, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, the fierceness in his eyes was undisguised. In his eyes, Ye Chentian was already a dead body.
Ye Chentian relieved his muscles and bones, and looked at Mu Qing with more serious eyes.
In the battle against Lu Zhen, Ye Chentian and Mu Qingjiao forced him to explode his alchemy after going through life and death. Although Mu Qing's aura is relatively vain now, he still has the power of the third level of alchemy.
There are always means!
"Let you see and see, the palm of joy and sorrow at the Danyuan level!"
Mu Qing's hands condense violent profound energy fluctuations, which is one of the unique skills of the Holy Fire Palace, the Palm of Joy and Sorrow.
Xuanfeng had used this palm technique in the Holy Fire Palace back then, but compared to Mu Qingdan Yuanyuan's Sad and Joyful Palm, it is nothing compared to the big witch, and it is not on the same level at all.
Half-step concentration and the third level of Danyuan, the gap between them is more than cloud and mud.
Ye Chentian looked at Mu Qing solemnly, Mu Qingjiao poked out a small head on his arm, he wanted to be big, and blocked a palm for Ye Chentian, but the latter patted his head and pressed it down.
"Isn't it just a palm of joy and sorrow, just try that finger!"
Ye Chentian smiled slightly, but the solemnity in his eyes was a little bit more serious, not only the joy and sorrow palm he cast on Mu Qing, but more worry about the finger he was about to use.
"With my current strength, I should be able to barely use it."
Ye Chentian laughed at himself, shook his head helplessly, and then slowly extended two fingers to Mu Qing.
"Two fingers, Great Wilderness!"
The volume of fingering fragments in Ye Chentian's mind is divided into five fingers, one refers to the spirit, the second refers to the wilderness, the third refers to breaking the sky, and the fourth refers to the prisoner. As for the fifth finger, Ye Chentian searched the fairy world for a hundred years, but couldn't find any trace.
This volume of fingering must not be a product of the fairy world, the rule of heaven is the most important in the fairy world, and this fingering finally talks about breaking the sky, imprisoning the sky, or a madman
"Sovereign, a little guy who entered the ruins this time can refine Shengsheng intermittent pill. It seems to be called Ye Chentian." Yang Zhentian cupped Li Qingfeng, Ye Chentian gave a prescription, and Yang Zhentian had already mixed the medicinal materials The collection is almost done, and there are still a few herbs.
However, now that Sect Master Yun has left Qingfeng, Yang Zhentian is not particularly anxious to find medicinal materials.
"Oh? Ye Chentian? Interesting Li Qingfeng suddenly saw the appearance of Ye Chentian in his mind, and smiled slightly, which felt a bit coincidental
Ye Chentian looked at Mu Qing jokingly, reached out his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled faintly.
Sure enough, the full strength of the third layer of Danyuan should not be underestimated. Ye Chentian received Mu Qing's palm, but avoided the fatal palm of sorrow and joy, which was considered a small loss.
"Hmph, let's see how you hide again!" Mu Qing snorted coldly, his hands condensed, and he slapped three times in a row.
Three gray and dim palm prints quickly floated towards Ye Chentian, carrying a strong evil spirit, coming towards the latter's heart, forehead, and mysterious sea.
Ye Chentian smiled slightly, and the breath on his body exploded instantly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com