Chapter 89：

Using Qi to control the sword, the technique of beheading with flying swords!

This is also a sword cultivator in the world, a tactic that is terrifying and terrifying!

After judging that he could not guard against Chen Qingyu's means, he immediately changed his tactics, intending to kill his opponent with the flying sword!

"Hey!" "Hey!"...

The speed of the flying sword beheading technique was twice as fast as his body and sword, making it difficult for Chen Qingyu's naked eyes to capture.

"Pfft..."

In just an instant, three or four more wounds appeared on Chen Qingyu's body.

From a distance, it was as if there was a thin white thread that kept slashing and slashing around him.

However:

A smile appeared on Chen Qingyu's face:

"Wang Jue, Qian's donkeys are poor!"

Simply controlling the sword with qi, and using the flying sword to kill, the speed is indeed faster, but the power is much lower than that of his body and sword.

Such a flying sword can only barely break open his skin, causing some skin trauma.

"Pfft!"

Once again, Feijian rushed past, breaking a hole in his shoulder, but before he could bleed, he immediately recovered quickly under the power of Yuanyang's indestructible body.

"..."

Chen Qingyu remained silent, and did not take back the Yuanyang Domain, but insisted on resisting and did not make changes.

The terrifying power of [Exporting Yuanyang] is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if it is just infuriating contact, it can also use this as a medium to swallow and absorb the opponent's Yuanyang.

Although the efficiency is lower, his True Qi is inexhaustible, and he is invincible.

"Hey!" "Hey!"...

Feijian turned into white light and charged back and forth for half an hour, causing thousands of wounds to Chen Qingyu's body.

But Chen Qingyu was still standing, like a reef facing the impact of the wave, standing indestructible, and he couldn't even see that he was injured.

"This……"

Wang Jue stood far away, using his qi to control the sword, but looking at the stalemate of the battle, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

He can feel:

Even if he is no longer close to his opponent, his True Qi power is still slowly declining.

"This person's method is really weird and terrifying!"

Just when he hesitated in his heart, whether to change his tactics again:

"clang!"

An extremely sharp impact sounded suddenly.

Wang Jue's heart was shocked, and he looked up suddenly, only to see that the flying sword was actually held in his hand by Chen Qingyu, unable to move!

"Buzz!"

Feijian was struggling like a swimming fish, but he couldn't break free from Chen Qingyu's iron-like palm.

"This!"

Wang Jue's expression was moved, and his expression was extremely solemn.

How fast is Feijian beheading?

Even the Golden Bridge Realm achieved by the Xeon foundation can no longer be captured with the naked eye!

However, the enemy on the opposite side grabbed the flying sword with his hands!

"Beheading back and forth, is it fun?"

Chen Qingyu raised the corners of his mouth, and a deep smile flashed in his eyes:

"Do you really think that I am a wooden stake, standing in the same place and letting you chop and slash?"

"You slashed me with a total of 1,129 swords. Even if you tried your best to change your swordsmanship moves, you still inevitably repeated sword moves after the 377th sword."

"I waited three times before I finally waited until this time. I'm sure to grab your flying sword and directly change the situation of the battle!"

The voice fell:

He grabbed the body of the sword with both hands, his blood roared, his true energy surged, and his whole body burst out!

The incomparably powerful physical strength, combined with the vast infuriating energy, gathers the terrifying power in one place, and vents it all on the silver-white long sword!

"Crack!"

The long sword let out a whimper, unable to resist the majestic power, cracks appeared, and then suddenly snapped.

"Pfft!"

On the opposite side, Wang Jue was immediately implicated in the backlash, spewing a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.

The sword cultivator of the Liangshan Wang family pays attention to entrusting his life with Feijian.

This deep connection, even if it is not as extreme as the "unity of human and machine" in the Dongliu Holy Land, the damage of the flying sword of life is also equivalent to serious injury.

As the so-called is - the success is also flying sword, the defeat is also flying sword!

"Dang!"

Chen Qingyu let go of his hand and let the bleak wreckage of the flying sword fall to the ground.

Wang Jue's face became paler and paler.

The two crisp sounds of falling to the ground, as if hitting his heart, made him tremble.

Seventy or eighty percent of his means are on the flying sword. Now that the flying sword of his life has been destroyed, it can be said that the tiger has lost its claws and the goshawk has gone blind.

"Hahaha……"

Chen Qingyu let out a long laugh and stood with his hands behind his back:

"How, do you still want to fight?"

Wang Jue took a deep breath, his face was flat, one hand was behind him, the other hand was slowly raised, and he pointed it into a sword, his voice was sonorous and powerful:

"My generation of sword cultivators, with a sword heart like iron, have never died, how dare you say defeat?!"

"Without a sword in my hand, I am a sword!"

After a few words, he raised his sword fingers, pointed at Chen Qingyu obliquely, and said solemnly:

"Liaohe, Wang Jue, please advise!"

"Liaohe?"

Chen Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then he dropped his distracting thoughts and clasped his fists in a salute:

"Chang Luo, Chen Qingyu, please!"

The voice fell:

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The infuriating energy of the two erupted at the same time, rushing towards each other directly, like a meteor colliding with each other.

In a series of roars:

After a few breaths, Chen Qingyu slowly retracted his fist, looked at Wang Jue's figure, and slowly dissipated in front of him.

Without Feijian, Wang Jue's defeat was doomed.

"call!"

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath, and a faint smile appeared on his face:

"This battle is finally won!"

Chapter 106 On the Immortal Ranking! The beginning of fame looks back on this battle:

It was not easy for Chen Qingyu to win.

If Wang Jue's flying sword was stronger, or his body was a little weaker, then Wang Jue's sword would be able to sever him into serious injuries.

With the terrifying speed of Feijian, Yuanyang's body is immortal, and he will be killed by Feijian before he can recover.

"However, in the end, I still won!"

When Chen Qingyu thought of this, his thoughts flashed:

"Xu Yuanxian's strength is only slightly weaker than mine."

"But at our level, the difference is the difference between heaven and earth. He has no chance of defeating Wang Jue at all. It is useless to challenge a hundred times."

"So, after he failed to challenge three times, he simply recognized the situation and gave up his illusions."

It boils down to:

He was able to defeat Wang Jue entirely thanks to the heaven-defying supernatural power [Double Yuanyang].

The power of Yuanyang's domain forced Wang Jue to change tactics; and Yuanyang's immortality became his strongest support.

Xu Yuanxian's "Longevity and Longevity Sutra" does not have this ability.

If he wants to absorb his opponent's lifespan, he must get in close contact with the opponent, and the incarnation of lifespan and the divine magic of Emperor Wanshou's descent into the world will not work in the face of the terrifying speed of the flying sword.

His body was slightly weaker than Chen Qingyu's, and he was even weaker in the face of the terrifying lethality of Wang Jue Feijian.

"Boom!"

At this time, a roar exploded in the upper layer of the void.

The grand voice of Taixu Yuanling's cold machinery suddenly resounded in the endless void:

"You beat your opponent and won!"

"Congratulations! You replaced Wang Jue and ascended to the tenth place on the Immortal Ranking!"

"Your 1,000,000 False Points will be returned! You will be rewarded with an additional 1,000,000 False Points!"

"You have received a special reward that is unique to you, and this reward will be issued after you are promoted to [Ling Yuantian]."

"Your image of the past will always remain on the tenth immortal altar, waiting for the next challenger!"

Falling down with a loud voice:

Chen Qingyu's expression changed, and a wave-like pattern suddenly swayed in front of him, and a picture emerged.

In the picture, it is a brief epitome of the life of Wang Jue who he defeated:

Wang Jue was a peasant boy from Liaohe County more than 80,000 years ago, in a small country in the southern part of Central Tianzhou, in the Land of Ten Thousand Nations.

When he was young, he rose to prominence and conquered obstacles all the way. After experiencing the tragic loss of his country and his family, he left the land of all nations and started a legendary journey in the entire barren land.

Years later:

He founded his own family in the northwest of Tianzhou, on the highest peak of the barren land, and left his swordsmanship inheritance.

The screen has now disappeared.

"etc!"

Chen Qingyu came back to his senses and couldn't help but be extremely shocked, and his heart shook violently:

"Wang Jue, is the first ancestor who founded the Liangshan Wang Clan?"

"Oh my God……"

He also thought that Wang Jue was a certain supreme talent of the Wang family. But I never thought that he was the founder of the Liangshan Wang Clan!

In the central Tianzhou, there are eleven holy places of the human race.

The ancient holy land inherited from the six sects, the ancient family continued by the five families!

Wang Jue, 80,000 years ago, was able to create an ancient family, and it has been passed down to this day, and his cultivation has probably penetrated the sky and the earth, enough to be called a "sage"!

Only saints can create a holy place.

"call!"