Chapter 348: This seat must prove Wendao!

Chen Xinglie stroked Jianfeng lightly and stood proudly on top of the tall building.
The people downstairs immediately thought of Ling Henchao, who had found his way to death, thought of the sword of slashing the dragon, thought of a sword of wind and snow for three thousand miles, only felt that Chen Xinglie's majesty was infinite, like a majestic and imposing peak, and could only look up.
Even the black rock sword sage Du Heiyan who wanted to die was a little flustered, worried that the supreme magic barbarian in the clan would be able to stop the sword in Chen Xinglie's hand.
Du Heiyan came here only to let Chen Xinglie cut him with a sword.
Now that Chen Xinglie seemed to be swinging a sword, Du Heiyan felt a little flustered. In the history of the barbarians, the masters who practiced the art of disintegration of barbaric gods suffered the strongest attacks only from land immortals.
Can a person in the land immortal realm be forced into the Ling Henchao, who is also a land immortal, to find his way?
Can a land fairy kill a dragon with one sword?
Can the land gods be able to do three thousand miles of wind and snow with a sword?
Can't!
Although Du Heiyan believed that once he could not die under Chen Xinglie’s sword, he would be the most powerful person in the history of the barbarians, but he also doubted that the power of Chen Xinglie’s sword might surpass The highest endurance limit of the disintegration of the wild god.
This is the end, what should I do?
If you escape in battle, you can use the blood-rushing mad fighting technique to soar your strength to the peak. If you agitate the blood, turn around and flee. It is one thing to escape. It is a waste of taking Chen Xinglie's sword power. How can such a great loss and such a great opportunity be so missed?
Du Heiyan's thoughts are like waves, his eyes are deep.
If you change to other land gods, such as tongueless and quiet wind, you will definitely think of other tricks, but Du Heiyan is a black rock sword sage of the barbarian race, and a born barbarian.
The barbarians have one of the most distinctive styles.
That is……
If you are undecided, go over!
When it is difficult to make a choice, then there is no need to make a choice at all, just bite the bullet.
Mang is over.
"Come on! Come and hack this sword master to death!"
"This Sword Saint tells you that the spell at the entrance to the formation of the Underground Shadow Dynasty was revealed by this Sword Saint. This Sword Saint was deliberate. You are not angry. Do you want to smash this Sword Saint to pieces? "
"Come on! Come hit me!"
Du Heiyan actually dropped his huge sword, which was a lot taller than ordinary people, to the ground at will, then stretched out his hands, and both palms waved to Chen Xinglie.
When Chen Xinglie saw this scene, he couldn't help but remember. When he was in his hometown of Huaxia, he played those spicy chicken games. The opposite player controlled the game character and mocked him in front of him...
Owe beating!
It's too much beating.
However, Du Heiyan's act of dropping the giant sword made Chen Xinglie affirmed Du Heiyan's thoughts, and understood that the sword master of the Heiyan clan, the biggest purpose of making trouble today was to find and fight.
Really leather!
Chen Xinglie's eyes sank.
This seat is not the ignorant person, how could he have been caught in such a simple strategy, once he is caught, wouldn't it be more brainless than the muscular, simple and reckless giants of the barbarians.
But it was impossible for Du Heiyan to let go of such troubles.
It was precisely through this Du Heiyan to fulfill the plan that had been previously scheduled.
"The sword tactics used by this seat, any sword, is very valuable. You Du Heiyan is just a mere illiterate, how can you afford it?!"
Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold, and there was infinite arrogance in his words, and said: "This lower realm martial arts world, the limit of martial arts cultivation that can be endured is only the peak of the land gods. This is the rule of heaven and earth. Even the current seat cannot be changed. ."
This implies a hidden meaning, giving people the illusion that Chen Xinglie's own martial arts strength has reached the limit of the martial arts world and is at the peak.
Chen Xinglie added: "In this world of martial arts, since ancient times, everything has been inferior, only martial arts are high. Scholars only want to participate in the imperial examinations, but they never know that Wendao practice is also a way to reach the sky. Between the world of martial arts, to create a path of literary cultivation, even a character like this one must exhaust all his physical and mental energy and consume the martial arts qi and blood in his body completely!"
Chen Xinglie paused, looking like a sword, swept towards Du Heiyan, and said, "If you want to create a path of literary cultivation, there is no room for a slight mistake in this process. If this seat wants to kill you, it will be easy, but it will consume martial arts. Qi and blood, but once this seat is unable to maintain the state of great perfection, how can the path of literary cultivation be created perfectly. How is it possible for this seat to kill you as a barbarian and let the road of literary and Taoism, Incomplete?"
This statement came out.
Everyone around, looks different.
In particular, Qian Yuzao's eyes flickered, and he even thought to himself: "According to Chen Xinglie's statement, after he created the path of literary cultivation, he will consume a lot of energy, and even... there may be accidents. If Chen Xinglie is true He was hit hard, should I seize this opportunity to take advantage of his illness to kill him?"
But at this moment, a figure galloped up and came to the tall building, holding an ancient sword with dragon patterns, standing not far from Chen Xinglie.
Drunk Taoist!
"Pan Dao is willing to protect the law for the son!"
The Taoist drunk dragon stuck the ancient sword with dragon patterns under his feet, and handed over to Chen Xinglie: "The path of Wendao cultivation, if Young Master Chen can really create it, it will be an immeasurable merit! In the face of this immeasurable merit, the poor Dao has moved the hearts of all, To share the credit for protecting Master Chen, Master Chen is also invited to give a lot of opportunity to the poor Dao."
Although Feng Youyou didn't fly up to the tall buildings, she smiled and said, "The concubine body is an evil spirit, and is not interested in merit or anything. The concubine body is willing to protect the law for Chen Gongzi, because the concubine body appreciates Chen Gongzi closely. ."
? The meaning in the words is obvious.
Feng Youyou, the Sect Master of Sky Patching Demon, was also determined to protect Chen Xinglie's law.
For Chen Xinglie, the actions of these two land immortals were harmless. His expressions did not change much. The eyes that looked at Du Heiyan were equally cold, and said: "Although I don't want to take action, can it be that today? In this banquet, let this Barbarian Swordsman make a fuss? If you really make this seat unhappy, this seat will kill you! Go quickly and kill this person for this seat!"
Everyone in the house changed their expressions suddenly.
Tongueless voice transmission said: "Everyone! Young Master Chen is determined to find a way to practice literary Taoism. Before this is done, Young Master Chen is unwilling to take action, and does not want to waste energy and blood. Now, only I am waiting. Do it for you."
This time, the tongueless voice spread to every land fairy, including the old eunuch’s own dead opponent Qian Yuzao, and the uncle Meimei who had long surrendered to Chen Xinglie...