I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 518
Standing in the void out of thin air, Duan Changkong's face was cloudy and uncertain.

In the short fight just now, he suffered a little loss, and he was undoubtedly the one who had the disadvantage.

But he didn't think that his strength was not as good as Chen Hai's.

After all, the sword he used to kill Fang Qingshan was just done casually.

And later, the few swords he used to resist the void fist shadow were also rushed, and he didn't really display his strength.

Looking at Chen Hai below, he should have been hiding for a while around here.

He stood in front of Fang Qingshan, and the punch he threw must have been plotted long ago, and he had been accumulating energy for a long time.

Since ancient times, there has been no first in writing, and no second in martial arts.

One prepared to wait, and the other reacted hastily. Duan Changkong felt that it was normal for him to be a little inferior.

With such a result here, at most he would only agree that the Chen Hai below him is a Nine Realm Thunder Tribulation powerhouse at the same level as him.

Want to say that his strength is not as good as Chen Hai?He certainly won't admit it.

"That demonic monster dared to lead people to attack the city lord's mansion, his crime is unforgivable."

"Let me give you face and let him go, what are you?"

"I gave you face, where is my face?"

"If I want to kill him, he will definitely die today. Even if the real immortal comes, he will not be able to save him. I, Duan Changkong, said that!"

Looking directly at Chen Hai below, Duan Changkong sneered.

When his words fell, his whole body twisted and changed.

With just a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in less than an instant, and the huge multicolored giant sword appeared between the sky and the earth again.

The human body is just an illusion.

This colorful giant sword is Duan Changkong's real body.

The seventh realm of the immortal way can condense the true form and manifest it in reality.

He is already in the ninth realm of Immortal Dao, his true body, after several transformations, he has become extremely powerful.

From a human body to a real body.

It seemed that Duan Changkong had no intention of compromising at all. He was going to really go all out to fight Chen Hai to get back the previous position.

"Why do you have to do this? I have said it all, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the noble sect."

"It's just to let you sell my face and let this person go."

"You are unwilling to agree to such a trivial matter. In your eyes, my face seems to be worthless!"

"Since you insist on fighting with me, it seems that I can't do it without a unique move."

Seeing Duan Changkong transforming into a multicolored giant sword, Chen Hai already understood what he wanted to express.

Sighing, he flipped his hand, and the murderous knife Hongming, which he hadn't used for a long time, appeared in his palm.

"Dream, cut!" Duan Changkong shouted angrily.

The five-colored giant sword that was cut off was like a rainbow across the sky.

This sword is obviously a killer move, but it doesn't carry any murderous aura, making people feel that there is no threat contained in it.

People with insufficient strength, at a glance, may already be involuntarily indulged in this dreamy scene, indulging in this bright sword light without the slightest smell of fireworks.

Of course, Chen Hai definitely does not belong to the category of people with sufficient strength.

"I'll slash too!" Almost at the same time, he who was holding Hong Ming slashed towards the sky with the same saber.

He has never learned how to use a sword, and he doesn't know any sword moves at all.

The knife he slashed was ordinary and unremarkable, it was just a slash that an ordinary person would know.

The only thing he could do when he slashed this knife was to frantically pour his own strength into Hong Ming knife.

Hongming is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much power is poured into it, it is still impossible to know where the limit it can bear is!

After only pouring nearly one-third of his own strength, Chen Hai stopped in time.

He slashed out, and a blood-colored cloud magpie visible to the naked eye shot away from Hongming's knife.

When it first appeared, the blood-colored cloud magpie was only about one or two meters in size.

But this thing, rising against the wind, seems to be able to stir up the wind and clouds.

When it rushed to a height of hundreds of meters and faced a section of the sky, its figure was already huge enough to cover this small piece of heaven and earth.

"Damn it, what kind of knife is this horse riding..."

"A strong man in the way of magic doesn't use his body to fight against the enemy, but he brings out a murderous knife. You don't talk about martial arts..."

Above the sky, Duan Changkong roared again and again.

It's a pity that no matter how loudly he yelled in front of Hong Ming Dao, he didn't get along with him.

On the contrary, it might make Hong Ming even more excited, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The rainbow cut out by the five-color giant sword that was over a hundred meters long was like a small bug in front of a big rooster in front of the bloody cloud magpie that was so huge that it could cover the whole world.

Being pecked lightly by it, the dreamlike bright rainbow has been directly broken into several pieces.

The situation in the sky changed, and the frenzied air flow, like a hurricane, swept all around.

Under the ravages of that berserk force, in the nearby area, dozens of hundreds of meters high giant trees were directly reduced to dust, and small hills were directly bulldozed, turning into nothing.

"You despicable villain, you only know how to stab people in the back."

"You don't need fists, but you use knives. What kind of magician are you?"

"Without that knife, I promise to beat you all over the place."

……

Duan Changkong, who was the strongest king before, has turned into the strongest mouthed king at this moment.

While roaring again and again, he had fled farther and farther.

The method of Wan Jianzong's inheritance is that the sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead.

After the five-color giant sword that was more than [-] meters long was broken into several pieces, most of it was wiped out by the bloody cloud magpie in the sky.

Duan Changkong, who fled through the air, now has only about a dozen or 20 meters left in his true form.

Although Chen Hai's knife didn't kill him in one blow, it destroyed more than [-]% of his real body.

If he hadn't been injured too badly and had lost the strength to fight again, with Duan Changkong's arrogance, he wouldn't have turned into a king with a strong mouth, turned around and fled.

With his injuries, even if he managed to escape back to the Wanjianzong Mountain Gate, he didn't know how many years it would take to fully recover.

Holding the Hongming Knife and leaning on the ground with the tip of the knife, Chen Hailian gasped for several breaths.

Consuming one-third of his own strength, the knife he made was also quite a burden for him.

"Against people, I haven't given my all for years."

"The Hongming Saber was used, and so much power was consumed. How could this knife not kill that person on the spot?"

"At this level of enemies, if ten or eight come to besiege me..."

Thinking of this, Chen Hai suddenly felt that he had been developing in a low-key way and not taking the initiative to cause trouble, what a correct approach this is.

Nine Realm Thunder Tribulation is already so strong, what about the stronger True Immortal?

He seems to remember that Hong Qingtian seems to have said that there are real immortals living in the valley of the medicine king who is good at alchemy.

He couldn't even kill the Thunder Tribulation of the Nine Realms in seconds. If he wanted to meet a real immortal, then he really could only escape as far as he could!

"Fang Qingshan, the bloodthirsty sect, thank you senior for saving me!" Fang Qingshan, who was shocked and tongue-tied for a while, finally came to his senses at this moment.

His complexion was a bit complicated, he saluted Chen Hai respectfully and said.

"Fang Qingshan, right? Just ask you, are you going to die? Or are you going to live?"

Turning his head, Chen Hai's eyes fell on Fang Qingshan, and he asked directly.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Fang Qingshan was puzzled and stunned for a moment with a confused face.

"Your life was saved by me. If you choose to die, I will fulfill your wish and slap you to death."

"If you choose to live, do me a favor and recommend someone to join your bloodthirsty sect."

"Of course, don't worry, the person I asked you to recommend is talented and can practice your bloodthirsty sect's skills."

"It's just that she's a little too old to join your sect through normal channels."

With a blank face, Chen Hai said again in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)