Chapter 4243

What Chen Ping saw in Mozun was that kind of indifference.

This is a kind of natural self-confidence, as if everything is under his control, so he is not in a hurry.

Chen Ping's response was very straightforward. He had already grasped the great sword of Heifeng in his hand.

At this time, the disciples of Cangyuan Sect who noticed Chen Ping and the Eighth Prince all exclaimed.

From the beginning, I expected the comet of the two to hit the earth, and then they miraculously cooperated together, and then parted ways, busy in their own ways.

I thought that the comparison between the two would only be seen at the last moment, but who knew that they would suddenly be ahead of schedule.

"Is Chen Ping courting death?"

Someone made a mocking sound, maybe they wanted to flatter the Eighth Prince more.

"It's really interesting!"

Even some strong men looked at the two on the screen with great interest.

You know, Chen Ping has killed one person so far and lost five people in a row.

As for the Demon Lord, no one dared to do anything to him.

In other words, the disciples of Cang Yuanzong who didn't attack him just wanted to attack him at the last moment.

The confrontation between Chen Ping and Mo Zun finally attracted the attention of the audience again, and everyone's eyes fell on their screen.

In the picture of mountains and rivers, in front of the monument of mountains and rivers!

Chen Ping's aura is rising crazily. The world has always thought that he has already cultivated to the Juling Peak, but only he himself understands that he is now at the seventh level of Juling.

Moreover, he has just entered the Seventh Level of Spirit Gathering Realm!

The entire dantian qi sea, like a real sea, is erupting and boiling, and the breath of his body is mixed with qi and blood, emitting strange golden lights.

Before the two of them formally fought, the aura on their bodies collided with each other once!

In the collision of breaths, it was not obvious who had taken advantage of it, both of them were still standing, not moving a bit.

This is chess match!

Chen Ping moved first, and the giant sword in his hand turned into a black shadow, and the people also disappeared in the air.

Mozun didn't use any weapons, just punched the space.

The strong energy seemed to tear apart the space, and Chen Ping's figure was forced to retreat.

Whether it's shrinking the ground to an inch, or controlling the rules of the mountain and river map, it is not an advantage at this time, because on this point, Mozun does not lose to him at all.

The power of Mozun's punch is stronger than that of ordinary Juling Dingfeng.

Chen Ping did not dare to underestimate this strongest opponent he had encountered so far in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

After forcing Chen Ping out with a punch, Mozun's face showed a trace of arrogance, and he just pinched Chen Ping casually.

The surrounding space seemed to be held in his hands.

Chen Ping felt that this was a kind of real control over the power of heaven and earth. Generally, only monks who gathered pills possessed such an ability.

Mozun is not yet at the alchemy level, so naturally he cannot be the real power to control the heaven and earth.

"Break it!"

Facing the space around him, Chen Ping slashed fiercely with his sword.

The powerful energy seemed to tear the space into chaos, and the air machine that suppressed Chen Ping suddenly shattered.

But at this time, Mozun's fist had already arrived, and his purpose was to wait for Chen Ping to deal with the suppressing power, but he had already swung another punch.

Boom!

With a sound like beating a drum, this punch hit Chen Ping's black blade giant sword.

It was the sound of energy colliding, and Chen Ping took a step back.

Don't underestimate this step, it proves that Chen Ping is not as powerful as Mozun.