Chapter 1007: A Sword Pierces Through
er that, Chen Ping let Long Wu live here. Although Hongcheng is a small town, the environment at Panlong Bay is quite beautiful and suitable for retirement.After settling everyone down, Chen Ping took...Xuan Yuan Yan's eyes narrowed: "You underestimate this formation. Last time, I was careless and let you escape. This time, I will not let you go."
"Is that so Then I really want to try again!" Chen Ping raised an eyebrow.
"Then I'll let you have your way..."
Xuan Yuan Yan finished speaking, and roared: “Sacrifice the formation……”
As Xuanyuan Yan's voice fell, the four martial arts masters of the Xuanyuan family glanced at each other, then suddenly grabbed the short swords on the ground. I saw that the internal energy of the four martial arts masters was rapidly draining and being absorbed by the formation.
And all the qi absorbed by the formation went into Xuanyuan Yan's body, this formation seemed to have become a part of Xuanyuan Yan's body.
Soon, four warriors from the Xuanyuan family fell to the ground, their bodies as if drained of flesh and blood, becoming mere husks.
"Hahaha... Now I want to see if you're still so tough..."
Xuan Yuan Yan laughed loudly, then slapped out with his palm, a terrifying aura shooting out!
Boom!
A tremendous force slammed into Chen Ping's body. Chen Ping was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, instantly.
Chen Ping's scales, which were radiating gold light, actually fell off a lot after this palm strike!
"Hmph, I said so, within this formation, I am the master..."
Seeing Chen Ping being struck away by his palm, Xuan Yuan Yan said with great satisfaction.
He has now absorbed the qi of four martial cultivators, and Xuanyuan Yan's strength is now comparable to that of a peak martial cultivator.
"Ruler" Chen Ping slowly got up, the scales that had fallen off his body began to grow again, and the golden light on his body still shone brightly.
Seeing Chen Ping was unharmed, Xuanyuan Yan was instantly shocked.
"You... how is it possible that you're still standing"
Xuan Yuan Yan's face changed drastically. This palm strike of his had condensed the strength of five Wuzong martial artists, yet it hadn't even killed Chen Ping.
“Let me show you, what true dominance is…”
Chen Ping raised the Zhanlong Sword high, and the flames rising from the blade made hundreds of meters around unbearably hot.
Looking at the aura erupting from Chen Ping, Xuanyuan Yan inwardly cried out in alarm, a sense of foreboding washing over him.
"I don't believe it!"
Xuan Yuan Yan raised both hands high, and the entire formation began to tremble violently. Following that, in the middle of the formation, black clouds gathered constantly, with streaks of lightning flashing through them from time to time!
"Heaven's Thunder Strikes…"
Xuanyuan Yan let out a roar, this bolt of lightning was the strongest strike of this formation!
However, after this strike, the formation will vanish instantly!
If this strike cannot kill Chen Ping, then Xuanyuan Yan will have no cards left and nothing to rely on.
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and then struck Chen Ping directly!
“Watch me break your formation…”
Chen Ping held his Zhulong Sword high, and the bolt of lightning struck directly onto his Zhulong Sword!
At this moment, Chen Ping is like a god, guiding the heavenly thunder with his Dragon-Slaying Sword in hand.
"Damn..."
Chen Ping's eyes widened, and he suddenly slashed down with his sword.
Boom!
This sword strike was like rolling thunder, its vast sword energy directly cleaving towards the black cloud in the sky!
Two tremendous forces collided, releasing a brilliant flash of light!
When the light faded, the dark clouds in mid-air had vanished, and the formation surrounding them was nowhere to be seen!
"How could this be"
Xuan Yuan Yan was shocked. This was the strongest attack of the formation, and this formation was left behind by their Xuan Yuan family's ancestor. It was incredibly powerful. How could it be broken by Chen Ping with a single sword
Xuanyuan Yan hurriedly looked towards the four short swords on the ground. At this glance, Xuanyuan Yan's heart instantly turned to ashes!
Only four short swords were shattered and could no longer form the formation!
At this point, Xuanyuan Yan was completely dumbfounded.a few more days. The wounds on my body will eventually heal slowly.That elder villager from Dashi Village exclaimed!"Uncle Liu, you shouldn't say that. Wounds are easily infected, especially those cau...