My Sister was Robbed of Chaos Blood at The Start

The chill came over, and turned into a cold and stern sword glow, covering the entire field.

Everyone was pale and terrified, and their steps kept retreating, but they didn't want to miss such an epic battle for hegemony.

As soon as the two top rankings met, each still didn't know the strength of the other, and Chen Yuan had something that Xiang Qing wanted.

This is inevitable, and a big battle is about to break out!

If Jun Shitian was here, he would surely give up the treasure in his hands under the tingling of his scalp.

Because he knew very well how terrifying the chief disciple of Sword Saint Pavilion, Sword King Xiang Qing was!

Xiang Qing is an outstanding existence in the list of all fields. In previous years, he, Jun Shitian, could only plunder forty-nine holy patterns, and entered the holy path three times.

A total of one hundred holy patterns were obtained, which was already the result of Jun Shitian's cleverness.

Whether it is the birthplace of high-level holy patterns or the birthplace of super-level holy patterns, there are all the tops in all fields. After Jun Shitian suffered a loss, he never thought about those places again.

The target is placed on the birthplace of the middle-level holy pattern, but the competition is still extremely fierce.

As the arrogance of Taiyi God's arbitrariness and eternity, he naturally possessed a superior figure and gained a lot of fame.

But this is all the result of avoiding other top rankings. For example, the sword king Xiang Qing in front of him, as long as he heard the slightest movement, Jun Shitian would have already slipped away.

These monster-level geniuses in the Holy Road really don't know what they ate to grow up!

With a wave of one sleeve, a gully was formed, and the realm of death was born, but the sword has not yet been drawn!

At this moment, the blue-eyed white dragon was blocked, heat waves gushed out of his breath, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

He wished he could swallow Xiang Qing in one gulp, but since Chen Yuan still didn't speak, he snorted coldly and continued to gallop forward.

As a result, the boundless sword glow raged violently on his scales, and in the eyes of everyone, he was not injured or hindered at all.

Rolling in the shape of a dragon, all the fluctuations will be crushed!

For a moment, everyone in the audience took a breath of air-conditioning, showing boundless astonishment.

Sword King Xiang Qing narrowed his eyes even more, and a large number of strong people behind him looked at each other, feeling inconceivable.

The white dragon's skin is too hard, isn't it?

"You really ignored this king to the extreme." Xiang Qing's eyes finally showed a look of sullenness, looking around in all directions, which existence would dare to turn a deaf ear to him?

hum!

The sword opened and closed, and a long sword came out of his body. Xiang Qing's face was expressionless, and he walked directly towards Bailong Takong.

The subordinates of the strong men behind him were all armed with two great swords. At this moment, one person looked down and said coldly: "Hey, boy of the early days, where does this white dragon exist?"

As soon as the words fell, someone replied tremblingly: "He is the arrogance of the Taiyi God!"

After hearing this, many strong men in the Sword Saint Pavilion couldn't help being shocked, and their faces showed surprise.

In the past years when the Holy Road was opened, except for a man named Jun Shitian who was quite good at Taiyi God, basically no one was famous.

Did this young man riding the white dragon squeeze Jun Shitian down?

"It seems that Taiyi God has a tendency to rise, and the new face is even higher than Jun Shitian." The sneer words came out, and the group looked at the blue-eyed white dragon again.

At this moment, Xiang Qing's body teleportation, with the cold and sharp edge of the collapsed space, no longer any nonsense, raising his hand is a sword horizontally!

The sky and the earth changed color, the hurricane roared suddenly, and the annihilation wave rolled and raged. In everyone's sight, a handle covering the sky

continue reading! The cold light and sword shadow of the day pierced the sky, and chopped towards the blue-eyed white dragon's head along the way!

The size of this sword shadow is several times that of the blue-eyed white dragon!

Sitting cross-legged on the dragon's back, Chen Yuan finally looked over. Chen Luoli and the others felt the cold wind blowing, and couldn't help shrinking their necks.

No one saw Chen Yuan's movements, and the shadow of the Qingtian sword suddenly appeared outside Bailong's body.

It broke open directly, and then fell apart!

In Xiang Qing's eyes, he just saw Chen Yuan glance over, and then his strength collapsed.

This move really caused a wave of shock to Xiang Qing, it seemed a little unbelievable what happened just now.

"I, Chen Yuan, have no intention of killing, but if you continue to hold on, I don't mind being bloodied again." Chen Yuan looked at Xiang Qing with calm eyes.

With one word falling, against the backdrop of the collapse of the ten thousand zhang sword shadow, this sentence seems to have a lot of weight.

But after Xiang Qing was shocked, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he didn't dare to fight him, and if he wanted to leave, it meant that Chen Yuan knew in his heart that he was not Xiang Qing's opponent.

To issue a warning at this moment is probably only a stopgap measure.

"The tone is very arrogant. Everyone in the world knows my name as the sword king and my appearance as the number one on the list, but you turn a blind eye to it. What are you pretending to be?"

Xiang Qing stepped forward again, the boundless sword intent opened and closed, and the power fluctuations of the first layer of the upper heavens surged, causing an annihilation storm to form around the body!

When the two swords were opened together, chaos and nothingness suddenly emerged, and turned into infinite sword shadows in an instant.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's eyes finally revealed a ruthless killing intent, and with a backhand, the terrifying force exploded, destroying the infinite sword shadow on the spot.

Immediately after stepping out, the devil spread its wings and appeared in front of Xiang Qing!

At this moment, Xiang Qing still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, until his power collapsed again and Chen Yuan appeared in front of him, his smile disappeared.

During the freeze, the pupils shrank sharply, which seemed unbelievable.

boom!

Opening and closing with one punch, it turned into a roaring and rolling chaos with great force. In an instant, everything was lost in front of it, and it turned into a white luster, until the power rolled over.

With two clicks, the long sword collapsed, and the sword field around him was shattered, causing the stellar energy to also collapse. When it fell on the body, a touch of golden holy energy erupted, and he resisted desperately, but he didn't want to still collapse!

He spat a mouthful of blood head-on, his ribs were broken, his body flew upside down, and his mind went blank.

In such a scene, the pores of the eyes of many swordsman pavilion powerhouses stood up, the chills were startled, and the speed burst out suddenly, and they rushed towards Chen Yuan.

In the audience, both Hui Luo and Sheng Tianzi held their breath again, and the figure of Chen Yuan in sight seemed to be shining with an indescribable arrogance.

"So there is also the blessing of the Great Sage?"

Chen Yuan failed to kill Xiang Qing with one punch, but was blocked by some kind of holy power, and suddenly understood what was going on.

He basically doesn't take people's lives at will, unless this person only wants him to die, or hurts the people around him, then once the murderous intention is revealed, Chen Yuan will never let him live.

Boom!

Taking a step forward, his face was covered with the meaning of gods and demons, ruthless and indifferent.

Just when Xiang Qing's protection of the holy power collapsed, outside the holy road, there was an ancient force in an unknown field, a place called the Sword Saint Pavilion.

A middle-aged man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes on the spot, revealing a terrifying sword intent to destroy the world!

"Who... wants to kill my sword master disciple?"