To kill Master Yunxiao, only 60% of the power of the sword array was used, and there was still 40% left.

A cold light flashed in Cui Chen's eyes, and then he made a sword gesture with both hands, and the torrent of flying swords changed direction and shot towards Ancestor Han Ying.

Ancestor Han Ying looked horrified, and fell into the same situation as Master Yunxiao. As a last resort, he slapped his chest and spat out a large mouthful of blood on his natal flying sword.

Suddenly, the aura of the flying sword flourished, emitting countless rays of light. In an instant, it divided from one to two, from two to four, and then from four to eight... In the blink of an eye, thousands of the same flying swords were transformed into each other.

They all made a buzzing roar.

Then, under the urging of Ancestor Han Ying, these flying swords faced the flying swords that were shooting towards them.

"interesting!"

Seeing Ancestor Han Ying use offense as defense, Cui Chen's mind went back to decades ago, as if he saw Dugu Jiansheng, the true meaning of swordsmanship that would rather break than bend, and move forward indomitably.

The next moment, the two torrents met and intertwined together. However, there was no evenly matched fierce collision, but Ancestor Han Ying collapsed at the first touch.

Although he is a sword cultivator, a full blow cannot escape the scope of the early Yuanying stage. Although Cui Chen's sword formation only has 40% power left, it is still worthy of a full blow from a mid-stage Yuanying monk.

After a moment, the Earth Evil Sword Formation swept away Ancestor Han Ying's flying sword, and then continued to pour down, landing on Ancestor Han Ying.

Ancestor Hanying couldn't avoid it, so he reached out and patted his body, and a snow-white shield immediately enveloped him.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

When the sword array exhausted its power and disintegrated, the figure of Ancestor Hanying was revealed. At this moment, the opponent's shield was covered with dense cracks. Looking through the cracks, one could see that Ancestor Hanying's face was pale.

The right arm disappeared from the shoulder without a trace.

However, instead of feeling depressed after the defeat, he was in high spirits. He used his left hand to point his sword finger, and the knocked-off flying sword immediately flew back in front of him, letting out a loud and soft groan.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have any magic power anymore!" Ancestor Han Ying looked at the bloodless Cui Chen and said thankfully that he had narrowly escaped death.

Cui Chen ignored the other party, but turned over his hand and took out a pill to restore mana and drank it.

"Go to hell!" Ancestor Hanying couldn't just sit back and watch Cui Chen recover his magic power. He immediately drew his sword in front of him, and correspondingly, the flying sword also slashed down on Cui Chen.

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

Cui Chen held the sky with one hand and caught the flying sword with his bare hands.

"This is impossible!"

Ancestor Han Ying couldn't believe it and wanted to sheath his sword and strike again, but Cui Chen didn't give him a chance. He raised his left hand instead of clapping it and grabbed the flying sword in the palm of his hand.

The flying sword flashed desperately in the big hand, buzzing and trembling, unwilling to surrender.

"Huh! Struggling in vain!" Cui Chen glanced coldly at Ancestor Han Ying, who kept stroking the sword skills, then looked at the flying sword in his hand, and clasped his five fingers together. Suddenly, the flying sword in his hand let out a whine,

The spiritual light on the sword also dimmed, and it lay quietly in Cui Chen's hand without moving.

"puff!"

The natal flying sword was damaged, and Ancestor Hanying turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"You are a physical practitioner!"

The certainty of victory was no longer in his eyes, but instead was filled with horror and despair.

"Fellow Taoist, as long as you let me go, I am willing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cui Chen dodged and rushed towards Ancestor Han Ying. At the same time, he made a fist with his right hand and punched it down.

Ancestor Han Ying dodged and when he was about to do something, he found that Cui Chen's figure had disappeared. He scanned around with his consciousness and found no trace.

But at this moment, he felt a pain in his heart. It was Cui Chen who shattered the defensive shield with a punch, and then landed on him.

"boom!"

Ancestor Hanying's body exploded like a watermelon, sputtering bright red and spreading out.

Immediately afterwards, a white and fat baby appeared in the distance, its little face was full of panic, and it sent a message to Cui Chen again: "Fellow Taoist, stop..."

"Certainly!"

Cui Chen's murderous intention was determined, so he directly used the Immobilization Technique to immobilize him, then took out several sealing charms from the storage bag and affixed them to Yuanying's body.

After Nascent Soul fell asleep, Cui Chen took out another jade box and put it inside. He then affixed two sealing talismans to ensure that Ancestor Hanying would not get out of trouble, and then put it away.

Turning his attention to the Yunxiao Merchant Alliance monks who were fighting with Zhou Yuan, Peng Chang and others, Cui Chen shouted loudly: "Yunxiao and Hanying have been killed. As long as you surrender and submit to me from now on, I can let you live."

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"Of course, to ensure your loyalty, you need to hand over one-third of your soul on these Forbidden God Cards." After saying this, Cui Chen touched the storage bag with one hand and took out a few pieces.

The dark wooden sign looked at everyone coldly.

The monks from the Yunxiao Merchant Alliance looked at each other in confusion after hearing this.

No one was stupid enough to take the initiative to take the card, and no one dared to dare to say no. Due to Cui Chen's power, the venue was completely silent for a while.

"What are you still hesitating about? Our ancestor showed great mercy to you and gave you a way to survive. You should be grateful. Don't you think that your souls will die?" Seeing that the monks from the Yunxiao Merchant Alliance were not moving, Peng Chang immediately threatened him.

As soon as Peng Chang finished speaking, a golden elixir stage monk flew forward, saluted Cui Chen, cut off one third of his soul and handed it to Cui Chen.

After losing part of his soul, the man's face suddenly turned pale and his figure was shaky.

Cui Chen took the soul, gave him a discerning look, and sealed the soul in the Forbidden God Tablet, comforting him: "As long as you work for me with peace of mind in the future and make great contributions, the ancestor will

The Forbidden God Card is returned to you!"

"Thank you, ancestor!"

The man forced a smile, thanked Cui Chen, and then retreated behind Cui Chen.

Cui Chen looked at the others again and asked in a cold voice: "Is there anyone else who wants to be loyal to me?"

Feeling the coldness in Cui Chen's voice, everyone hurriedly stepped forward and rushed to offer their souls, fearing that Cui Chen would kill him if they were too late.

In this way, Cui Chen quickly captured everyone's souls.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Among these people, there are thirteen golden elixir stage monks and four late-stage foundation-building monks who were lucky enough to survive. After recruiting them, Cui Chen suddenly increased his power and started a business.

The ability of Qiyuan Island.

At this time, Xing Ruyin saw that the overall situation had been decided, so he also collected the Inverted Five Elements Formation, and came to Cui Chen with Nangong Yingying and others.

Cui Chen also recovered some mana, and waved his hand to take back the Ten Thousand Swords Map and the seventy-two flying swords.

The flying sword was put into the storage bag, and Wanjiantu handed it to Xing Ruyin and said: "Although this formation is very powerful, it consumes too much mana. You can try to see if you can transform it into a death formation. Use your spirit."

Stone Drive.”

Cui Chen actually had the confidence to kill Master Yunxiao and Ancestor Hanying based on his own power, but he only set up such a battle in order to test the sword formation.

Although Cui Chen is very satisfied with the power of the Disha Sword Formation, it is worthy of the power of the late Yuanying. After collecting 108 flying swords, it will definitely be able to compete with the great monks in the late Yuanying. If there are 365

The flying sword can also be used to set up the Heavenly Sword Formation. It will not be a big problem for him to satisfy his blood sacrifice and chaos in the sea of ​​stars.

But the problem is that Cui Chen's magic power is simply not enough to activate so many flying swords.

According to this experiment, driving seventy-two flying swords has already approached Cui Chen's limit. It was for this reason that Cui Chen asked Xing Ruyin to perfect the sword formation and switch to using spirit stones to drive it.

"Master, don't worry. This disciple will seize the time and complete the transformation of the sword array as soon as possible!" Xing Ruyin took the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram and promised with determination.

"very good!"

Cui Chen nodded with satisfaction, he had no doubt whether Xing Ruyin could do this.

Then, he flipped his hand, and a blood light suddenly rose from the palm of his hand. At the same time, a force of absorption erupted, absorbing the blood on Miaoyin Island and condensing it into a blood bead the size of a grape.

After putting it away with a special blood-colored jade bottle, Cui Chen flashed his light and came to the two spiritual ships outside the island.

After some refining and identification, he put it away.
Chapter completed!