Cold approach

"What a good boy, I don't talk about martial arts." Chen Shenyuan, who had fled thousands of miles away, suddenly stopped and looked back.

Just now, he revealed his murderous intention and prepared to scare Chu Yuyan, but he was shocked instead.

"It was a fair duel, an unparalleled battle, but Tao weapons were used." He felt a little resentful.

The opponent's black sword suddenly showed its sharp edge, and the energy bloomed, making him feel danger and feel great terror.

Although that terrifying aura only appeared for a moment, he was so keen.

The black sword is definitely not a sacred weapon, it should be the top weapon and Taoist weapon in the world.

It cannot be refined by non-Mahayana people.

"But, having said that, the Mahayana has not appeared in Dongzhou for millions of years, but there are still Taoist tools circulating." Chen Shen sighed softly, and then hurried towards the imperial city.

"I hope Xiao Chu won't be hit by me. He is still the unparalleled one in this world. I am just a passerby."

…

At the same time, on the land that was devastated by the aftermath of the peerless world, Chu Yuyan, who was dressed in black and stained with blood, was still looking at the direction Chen Shen left with a dazed expression.

He was defeated and tried to challenge the body by returning to the void, but he failed to defeat the first opponent he chose.

On the contrary, in the end, he was somewhat convinced that the other party was hiding his strength.

It seems that he did not use all his strength to defeat this unparalleled and powerful man in the world.

Chu Yuyan's eyes were complicated as he recalled the other party's frivolous words.

Could it be that that fusion person really used 2% of his strength?

"No! If he is really like this, then I will be defeated even if I am in the same situation as him, but who am I? Chu Wushuang!"

He shook his head slightly. This idea was too far-fetched and completely off the mark.

"Perhaps, this person is a peerless talent hidden in the snow of a certain Immortal Sect. He possesses the best spiritual roots, and also possesses a king's body, which is several times more terrifying than a true dragon's body."

Even if Saint Sun was on the first level of integration, Chu Yuyan was confident that he could defeat him, but today, he was still defeated by an unknown strong man.

The most annoying thing is that the opponent is chosen at will.

"Pingxian." Chu Yuyan lowered his head and stared at the black sword in his hand.

In this life, he was defeated for the first time. Although he was in a low situation, his morale was still knocked down a lot.

Moreover, if he didn't have the Pingxian Taoist weapon in his hand, I'm afraid he would fall here tonight.

The Pingxian Sword is one of the few Taoist weapons of the Piao Miao Xian Sect. He is the face of the Xian Sect and has unparalleled talent, so he is naturally qualified to possess it.

However, there is no complete Taoist artifact in the world.

The East Continent is scattered, and the Mahayana has disappeared. These Taoist tools refined millions of years ago have begun to decay and all have defects.

…

"There's only half a month left before the grand event begins. In the imperial city, all the geniuses from all walks of life have already arrived."

On the second day, Chen Shen, Shi Can and others gathered again at the Immortal Residence.

The main reason is that a group of luck masters usually have a lot of free time and plenty of spiritual stones, so they drink at the Immortal Residence almost every day these days. They mainly want to admire the world's geniuses and see the elegance of these people.

"Why didn't Lao Chu come?"

"I sent him a summons, but unfortunately he ignored me," Shi Can said.

Ahem.

Chen Shen drank a glass of wine silently and said nothing.

"Look, the top three figures in the Immortal Sword Sect's sequence are here." At this time, someone shouted in surprise, and everyone looked around.

"Xian Shen Ju is definitely the second in Hengdian. Almost all famous people can stay here." Chen Shen said to himself.

Outside the restaurant, a group of people came, all disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect.

There are a few familiar ones, such as Fairy Zhu Yan and her Taoist companions.

The leader was carrying a long sword wrapped in white cloth. He was the second-ranking figure in the Immortal Sword Sect, Yan Zangfeng.

Possessing the supreme sword body in the king's body, he is a natural prodigy of swordsmanship.

"This person's spiritual roots are only of the highest grade, but his sword is too strong. There are few people in the same realm who can beat his sword."

Yan Zangfeng is dressed in blue, has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and looks very extraordinary.

"Yan Zangfeng is not the number one even though he is so strong. I don't know who the number one person is, and the Immortal Sword Sect has not made it public." Someone sighed.

Chen Shen and others were silent. Chu Yuyan broke the news. If the prediction is correct, the one in sequence should be the new saint son.

That is to say, the young man beside Zhu Yan is very handsome, but he looks very low-key.

The Immortal Sword Sect and his party walked to the second floor and went to the private room.

Not long after, a person hurriedly arrived, it was the holy grandson Li Xuan.

"Yan Zangfeng is on the first level of Return to Void, and Saint Sun came here, probably wanting to challenge him." Someone whispered.

Shengsun not only wants to challenge the unparalleled position, but he is also a warlike person.

Since the last time I defeated a master of returning to the void from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, I have challenged several others one after another without losing any of them.

However, although those people have some reputation, their strength is not yet the top group.

So Shengsun set his sights on the top geniuses.

"If we win this battle, it will be shocking to the world." Discussions began gradually, looking forward to the battle that was about to happen.

Boom!

Saint Sun was furious and did not disappoint everyone. After a moment, huge fluctuations occurred above the Immortal God's head.

Everyone who was still eating ran out to eat melon.

Buzz!

A strong person in the late stage of merging took action to mark the battlefield for the two geniuses.

It has to be the Saint Sun. If it were anyone else, how could they dare to take action in the imperial city at will.

“Excellent!”

Someone cheered.

The battle didn't last long. They were all returning combat power, and their strength was terrifying. Each breath was enough to collide for hundreds of rounds.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the winner was decided, and Shengsun won the battle, defeating the second-ranked genius of the Immortal Sword Sect.

"If you count the famous figures, let's look at the current era. In this era, it definitely belongs to Shengsun!"

"Chu Wushuang is second, there is no doubt about it!"

Many people praised it.

"I wish I could fight you!"

In the sky, the saint's grandson's robes are fluttering, and he looks tall and straight.

At this time, not far away from Li Xuan, there was a violent fluctuation.

The space was torn apart, revealing a pair of slender hands.

Immediately afterwards, a young man in black robe walked out of the void.

He had a stern face and said coldly.

"That is?"

"That is the number one person in the Dao Sect. He is cold and stern, returning to the realm of perfection! To tear apart the space, only peerless people can do it. This person is not a fusion, it is better than a fusion!"

"The gap between returning to the void and combining into a body is too great, far beyond the gap between returning to the void and transforming into a god. When the cold and perfect state was completed, it was half a move stronger than the most powerful person. It was extremely terrifying."

As the realm becomes more and more profound, it has become difficult to cross the realm. In this world, returning to the void and winning the union is the limit.

As for combining one body to overcome the tribulation? Yes! It cannot be done unless it is a heavenly thing.

Leng Jun can defeat the body by returning to the void, which can be called the ceiling of combat power.

Of course, if Chu Wushuang was perfect, he could do the same, and he would probably be able to break through this ceiling.

Saint Sun looked at this man, his fighting spirit rising, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, only this kind of invincible genius can arouse his interest now.

"I'm waiting for you!" He said coldly and coldly, turned around indifferently, and stepped into the space crack that had not yet dissipated.

"The face is stern, the name is Lengjun, the words are stern, and the back is stern. It is indeed very stern!"

Leng Jun, who was about to disappear, suddenly staggered. He was about to turn around, but unfortunately the space was closed and he could not see his angry face.

Unless it is peerless, it cannot tear apart space at will.

Boom!

A figure walked quickly from somewhere in the imperial city, it was an angry and cold figure.

"It's a cruel way to open up space in the imperial city to show off."

Leng Jun, who arrived at the scene again, received a critical hit of 10,000 points.

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