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With a shout from Master Dai Hou, the three elders finally threw themselves into the battle.

"Chen Chang He, hurry up and surrender!"

A white-browed elder shouted coldly, a four foot long iron blade had appeared out of nowhere, and it chopped towards Chen Chang He's head with an unstoppable force.

A cold light congealed in Chen Chang Ku's eyes, and the sword in his hand immediately thrusted towards the white-browed elder's throat like lightning.

He wanted to compete in speed with the white-browed elder. Whoever was slow would die.

In this split-second, it was too late for anyone to support either side. This was already a gamble for their lives.

No, it was not a gamble, at least not to Chen Chang He, because he had enough confidence in himself.

As a ninth grade cultivator, the white-browed elder was the first to strike, but the speed of his blade hitting was still not as fast as Chen Chang Cheng's sword!

The white-browed elder's blade did not land on Chen Chang He's head, and would never have another chance, because Chen Chang He's sword had already pierced into his throat.

For an excellent swordsman, the fastest sword was not the sword that pierced the throat, but the sword that pierced the throat. It was a sword that pierced the throat to the point where it could take away a person's life.

Everyone's pupils suddenly constricted, because no one would have thought that a seventh stage Cultivator like Chen Chang He, would be able to defeat a ninth stage cultivator with a single sword strike.

The other two clan elders also narrowed their eyes. Without holding back, they each pulled out their swords, and their viper tongues also stabbed towards Chen Chang He.

These two elders were both existences that had broken through to the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm. They could be considered true cultivators.

In this vast cultivation world, if a person wanted to become a cultivator, they had to first pass through nine transition grades to adapt their mortal body to the existence of spiritual energy. After the nine levels was what the cultivators called the official entry level — the Spirit Resisting Realm.

The Spirit Controlling Realm had nine realms, with one realm after another.

These two gray-robed elders were both at the first level of the spirit realm.

Entering the spirit realm was the same as officially entering the world of cultivation, so there was a huge gap between the spirit realm and the ninth level. Among the nine levels of the entry level, people could often see some people successfully crossing the border to fight, but it was almost impossible for a ninth level cultivator to cross the border to challenge a spirit realm cultivator.

In the eyes of the people, when these two Elders of the Spirit Resisting Realm made their move, Chen Chang He no longer had any chance of winning.

However, how could an ordinary seventh grade cultivator compare with Chen Chang Zhu?

Chen Chang Ku's face was covered in blood, his eyes were gloomy and cold, he was not scared by the Spirit Qi revealed by the two Clan Elders, but rather, he was sensitive to all attacks, and was approaching the Dai Residence step by step.

"High-grade spirit technique of the first step — Devour of the Edge!"

One of the triangular eyed elders suddenly yelled. The sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a bright light.

Spiritual energy was the foundation to raise a cultivator's cultivation level, but spiritual arts could allow cultivators to use spiritual energy better.

In this cultivation world, there were a total of nine levels of spiritual techniques, and each level had three levels of spiritual techniques.

Just as the gale was about to hit, Chen Chang He's footsteps suddenly became like a lotus, and with an indescribably tricky posture, he dodged the attack, and at the same time welcomed it.

"Kid!" Have you forgotten about me? "

Another white-haired elder snorted, the sword in his hand pierced towards Chen Chang He's back.

So it turns out that the two of them were plotting to make Chen Chang He unable to look after them!

Chen Chang He's heart turned cold, he anxiously turned his wrist, conjuring a sword ray, and turned to face the white haired elder's sword.

"Clang!"

The tip of the two swords clashed accurately, Chen Chang Ku's sword exploded instantly, a powerful force causing his body to fly out.

"Swish."

Chen Chang He felt his internal organs overturn, his throat suddenly became sweet, and a mouthful of fresh blood dyed his front lapel red.

Chen Changxin cried in worry, "Brother! I am a burden. Quickly put me down and run away by yourself! "

Although blood was all over Chen Changsheng's face, his lips still curled up slightly. With pain and hoarseness, he said, "With just these broken bricks and tiles … "But it can't stop me …"

The triangular eyed elder laughed coldly, "You are weak now, do you still dare to say such arrogant words?"

The white-haired elder had a sinister look in his eyes. "If you surrender now, I can still leave you with an intact corpse!"

"Heh …"

A sea of lightning seemed to have suddenly appeared in Chen Changsheng's eyes. Lightning could be seen from within, and his aura seemed to have become terrifying and majestic.

"What a powerful aura!"

The triangle-eyed elder's expression suddenly changed. "There's something fishy about this kid. Quickly kill him!"

With that, the triangular eyed elder and the white-haired elder rushed up together.

"Thunder!"

At that moment, Chen Chang He chanted a word like spring thunder, the lightning in his eyes becoming stronger and stronger.

"Ting!"

The triangular eyed elder and the white-haired elder had already closed the distance.

"Ten thousand!"

Chen Changsheng raised his broken sword that was one foot seven, the triangular-eyed elder and the white-haired elder's swords had already reached Chen Chang He's heart and throat.

As long as there was even a fraction of a second, Chen Changyu would no longer have any chance of survival.

And at this critical moment, an energy wave that was filled with lightning arcs suddenly erupted from Chen Changsheng's body.

The energy undulations visible to the naked eye caused the swords of the two elders to instantly sink into the quagmire, unable to advance any further.

At the same time, the last word came out of Chen Chang He's mouth — "Jun!"

Ten Thousand Great Thunderbolt!

This was the last move that Chen Changsheng had relied on to save his life when he was still weak in his previous life, and it was also the only move that Chen Changsheng had been able to use in his current life.

In a split-second, all the spiritual energy in Chen Chang Ku's three spiritual seas was drained out, and instantly flooded onto Chen Chang Ku's sword.

At this moment, Chen Chang Ku's sword seemed to have been struck by lightning from the nine heavens, and a boundless lightning sea surrounded his entire body. It was filled with explosive lightning radiance.

"Hu!"

Chen Chang Ku gritted his teeth and abruptly thrust the sword with boundless energy into the ground.

In an instant, the entire lobby was illuminated by the dazzling lightning, and everyone quickly covered their eyes. At the same time, a terrifying sword energy also exploded in all directions with the sword as the center, as if countless tons of gunpowder had exploded at the same time.

The two elders closest to Chen Changsheng were instantly blasted away by the lightning sword beams. The hands holding the swords instantly became charred and rotten, and they might never be able to wield the swords again in their entire lives.

The weaker ones in the hall were blown all over the place, looking extremely miserable.

When the lightning scattered, the entire hall was a mess. The two Dai Family elders were charred black and vomiting blood. They fell on the ground and couldn't even moan. Their eyes were as wide as a dead fish.

Everyone's gaze instantly landed on Chen Chang He.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock and awe.

Everyone wanted to slap themselves to see if they were dreaming.

This... Was it really Chen Chang He?

Chen Chunyi … How could he be so strong?

Chen Chang He ignored the shocked gazes, and forced himself to stand up, and carried his sister on his back, and walked out.

None of the armored soldiers dared to stop Chen Chang He, so they threw their helmets and armor to avoid him, and instead forcefully opened a path for him.

Chen Chang He carried his sister on his back and walked forward unsteadily, his gaze firm and resolute as he walked between the armored soldiers, without a shred of fear on his face.

As he walked further and further away, the shadows on the ground grew longer and longer due to the moonlight.

"..."