Chapter 4237

Moreover, it is still the kind of sword art that seamlessly connects with Jiujiu Sword Art.

The aura emitted by this random finger is stronger than the previous three swords.

Knowing that he underestimated the genius of Hushen Peak, Chen Ping couldn't dodge the sword.

The powerful sword qi arrived in front of him in an instant, as if all the power had been concentrated at one point, the body-protecting true qi in front of Liu Chen couldn't stop this sword qi.

There is no way, Chen Ping can only use his most powerful martial arts at this time.

Rising Dragon Fist, a punch forward, the fist intent was weak at first, but in the blink of an eye, the aura of this fist intent climbed to a terrifying level.

This set of Rising Dragon Fist is Cang Yuan Zong's holy-level martial skill, Chen Ping obtained it in a very special way, the entire Cang Yuan Zong, probably only those top experts know about it.

So when Chen Ping swung his fist, an illusory dragon shadow completely appeared in his hand, shocking everyone.

The powerful fist intent of Shenglongquan directly collided with this sword intent.

boom!

The powerful breath fluctuations made the surroundings strangely quiet.

There is a clicking sound!

It was Xue Zhongjiang's top-grade magic weapon sword, unable to withstand such a strong backlash, it broke into pieces and shattered into scrap iron.

This is not over yet, Xue Zhongjiang was instantly sent flying several meters upside down by the powerful aftermath, and when he landed on the ground, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he could no longer use the fifth sword .

Chen Ping's Black Edge Greatsword had already been placed around his neck.

With just a little force, his head will be separated from his neck.

"If you kill me, you won't survive!"

There was unwillingness in Xue Zhongjiang's eyes, he was one of Tiger God Peak's trump cards, and it was used to deal with the genius monsters in this sect competition.

Among the three people who entered the picture of mountains and rivers together, one of them was the monster that he also trembled when he saw it.

This time, Xue Zhongjiang and another evil genius knew that they were just a foil to clear the way for that monster.

Who would have thought that this was only the first battle, and he lost, and he lost at the hands of someone he looked down on before.

Chen Ping was not the kind of person who was threatened, so he turned the sword in his hand.

Xue Zhongjiang's head flew high in panic, he could see his head separated from his body, and he could also see the sprayed blood column.

The spiritual consciousness of monk Juling could last for a while, he didn't understand how Chen Ping dared to kill him.

"So much nonsense!"

When the cold words reached Xue Zhongjiang's ears, his consciousness also fell into a blur.

Chen Ping would not believe that after he let him go, he would be grateful to him.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!

Xue Zhongjiang's head fell, and Chen Ping slapped the black front giant sword in his hand, and the huge head was smashed into pieces instantly like a watermelon.

The disciples of Hushen Peak who saw this scene outside the Mountain and River Map trembled with anger.

Although the Zongmen Dabi did not explicitly say that it is not allowed to fight each other, but Cang Yuan Zong's clan rules do not allow the same clan to fight each other.

Chen Ping, this is obviously breaking the rules!

"If he dares to kill Junior Brother Xue!"

"This son is too murderous, he shouldn't be kept!"

"Killing is nothing more than nodding your head. He is humiliating me, Hushen Peak."

Different from the disciples of Hushen Peak, the disciples of Longshen Peak only feel excited, happy, and express their unhappiness!

Chen Ping like this is the decisive big brother in their minds.