Chapter 169

"Boom."

Ten superimposed sword pulling skills came out. An old man in Chinese clothes was surprised to see the bright sword light. Is it the inferior sword skill of Tianjie?

He never expected that Chen Yao would show such strong sword skills.

His fist directly fought with the strong sword Qi. There was a huge roar in the field and a strong aura collision, which filled the air with a burning smell.

Although Chen Yaoshi exhibited the inferior sword skills of the heaven level, he was always only a five-level cultivator in the Zhenwu realm. With his strength, he might be able to fight with the king level, but he was definitely not the opponent of the strong in the imperial realm.

With one blow, the old man in Huafu retreated half a step, while Chen Yao's body slid directly on the ground for several feet before stopping. He cut the sky sword and drew a deep gully on the ground.

"What a powerful sword repair."

Although Chen Yao was obviously defeated by this blow, there was a cry of surprise in the field, all cheering for Chen Yao.

Zhenwu sword Xiu actually took a blow from the strong man in Huangwu territory, and was not hurt.

The majesty of the emperor's territory is enough to make it difficult for a practitioner of Zhenwu territory to resist, but Chen Yao can actually fight with the emperor's territory.

Just now, Chen Yao kicked Chen Yong, who was at the peak of the cultivation in Zhenwu realm. People thought Chen Yao was a king of the cultivation in Wujing who dressed up as a pig and ate a tiger.

But who would question his sword cultivation identity if he just showed such a powerful sword?

A young man with good attainments in both body and sword.

Many little girls around are already making eye contact.

"Who is your excellency?"

The old man in Chinese clothes also looked at Chen Yao with a trace of dignity. Chen Yao is definitely not an ordinary person. He should also have a strong background. At least he is also a pro disciple of some super sects.

But the old man in Huafu is not sure whether Chen wants the people of Wuzong or Jianzong.

"Hua worship, kill him, kill him for me."

Chen Yong rolls and wails on the ground. He always covers his crotch on both hands, which looks very sad. After seeing the old man in Chinese clothes show up, Chen Yong's face becomes angry.

At the moment, he hates Chen Yao very much. He is eager to sacrifice Hua and kill Chen Yao.

Chen Yao's eyes narrowed slightly. It turned out that the old man in Chinese clothes in front of him was a sacrifice dedicated to protecting the safety of Royal disciples in the imperial palace. He had some impressions of many old people in the Royal Guard. He also had a faint impression of this Chinese sacrifice.

But his heart also jumped wildly. He had a slight impression of China worship. Will China worship also think of himself?

Looking at the completely strange eyes of China worship, Chen Yao breathed a sigh of relief. He was only a child of six or seven years old. In addition, he met China worship only a few times, so China worship should have no memory of himself.

He gripped the chopping sword in his hand.

"Jianzong, Chen Yao."

He looked at the eyes of Hua's worship and looked very sharp. Even if he was facing the strong in the imperial martial arts, Chen Yao had no fear at all.

"Chen Yao?"

China worshipped and thought about the name. It seemed that he had heard it somewhere, but he suddenly couldn't remember it.

But then his face became indifferent. How could a practitioner of Zhenwu realm hear his name? I really think too much.

This time I was ordered to escort several royal disciples to Xinchan temple. Chen Yong is the eldest son of Chen Yuanji, the king of the town. But now it looks like it's abandoned. How can I make a job with the king of the town?

The town king has always been famous for his grumpy character. Will he be angry?

Thinking of this, Hua's heart was a little cool, and his eyes looked at Chen Yao fiercely.

"Boy, even if you are a member of the sword sect, you shouldn't be so arrogant. If you hurt my childe, you need to pay a price."

"Price?"

Chen Yao's eyes looking at Hua's sacrifice became more and more playful.

"What price do you want me to pay?"

Chen Yao raised his hand, chopped the Heavenly Sword in his hand and pointed to Hua for worship.

When you meet on a narrow road, you should be a sword.

"How brave."

"What a strong courage."

Everyone present was surprised at Chen Yao's move; I admire him very much. At the moment, Chen Yao's face is very calm and calm. His move doesn't mean any arrogance, but infinite courage. He did what a swordsman should do.

"I killed you."

Hua Jifeng clenched his fists and forced Chen Yao directly.

"Crack gold fist."

This Hua worship is a physical practitioner. He has reached a top-grade fist technique on the ground level. His fists burst out and the sound of breaking the air kept ringing.

Two huge fist shadows the size of his head forced Chen Yao.

This move is enough to destroy the physical body of a strong emperor in the realm of China worship. Although Chen Yao has reached the fourth level of star body cultivation, and his physical body is comparable to that of a king in the martial realm, he dare not be careless in the face of this blow.

"Prisoner."

Chen Yao's sky cutting sword runs with a certain law.

As a Buddhist holy land, the city of sunset has a much stronger aura than other places. Under the mobilization of Chen Yao, all practitioners present can feel the aura suddenly beating restlessly and seem very excited.

Even some practitioners of the king's realm felt some pressure, and they retreated one after another, freeing nearly a hundred feet of battlefield for Chen Yao and Hua's worship.

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, all the aura in the field gathered into thousands of aura flying swords, and many flying swords flew by these practitioners' ears.

Thousands of Reiki flying swords gathered together like locusts and spun rapidly to form a terrible sword storm, enveloping the two powerful fist shadows.

Fist shadow wanted to break through the encirclement, but it was weakened by the constant friction of the rapidly rotating sword Qi and flying sword. The aura collided with each other and splashed sparks. The scene was extremely shocking.

"Bang."

The shadow of the fist finally broke through the cage of fencing and broke out of the trap.

"Pull."

Almost at the same time, Chen Yao pulled out the scabbard of Yangyi sword.

Twenty sword pulling skills are superimposed.

His current cultivation is the acme of his sword pulling skill.

"Bang."

Fist shadow is broken instantly, sword light is broken instantly, draw?

All the people present were stunned and didn't know what to say.

Can the practitioners of Zhenwu realm dissolve the superior martial arts skills of the strong in Huangwu realm?

It's an unheard of thing. Jing Tian was lucky to see it.

Chen Yao fought wonderfully and mastered the rhythm of the battle subtly. He weakened the power of the golden fist with a sword technique that was infinitely close to the sky level, and then one by one he recruited sword techniques that exceeded the inferior level of the sky level to completely disintegrate it. What a powerful means.

Chen Yao must stand out from the crowd in the sword sect if he can have two powerful sword skills at the same time.

"Is that you?"

Suddenly, Huaxian thought of some possibility and looked at Chen Yao's expression as if he had seen a ghost.