x identical Chen Pings stood perfectly in a row before Watanabe Ichiro."Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could you possibly split into six clones""Watanabe Ichiro roared, 'How fast would one hav...At this moment, Chen Ping held a knife in his right hand and the corpse of the Blood Demon in his left, using it as a shield. He even provocatively patted the Blood Demon's body several times with his knife, producing a few crisp sounds.

Looking at Chen Ping like that, the few black silver robes couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Die!"

Now that Chen Ping had seized the Martial Saint Saber and was using Xue Mo's corpse as a shield, he could completely ignore these black-robed figures.

Chen Ping's Wusheng blade flashed, and a burst of light instantly shot towards the several figures in black and silver robes.

The emerald light was several times brighter than that of the old fifth's, and the Martial Saint Artifact possessed the aura of a Martial Saint expert.

With Chen Ping's inner power of Shenlong added, with this single swing of his sword, dozens of beams of light shot out from the Wusheng Dao instantly!

To see the Martial Saint Sword in Chen Ping's hands actually wield such great power, Lao Wu's face was quite ugly!

The same weapon, but in the hands of different people, wields a different kind of power!

This is enough to show Lao Wu's strength, which can't compare with Chen Ping's.

"Humph…"

The leader, seeing this, let out a cold snort. Immediately, the tiger-finger in his hand emitted a dazzling light!

Then his fists flew out relentlessly, blasts of light meeting them head-on.

Dozens of emerald beams were smashed down directly, it was clear that the leader in hand held a martial saint weapon, which was obviously more powerful.

"Well, it seems the Martial Saint artifact in your hands is also coming to me..."

After saying this, Chen Ping raised the Martial Saint Sword in his hand once again. He let out a deafening roar, and the golden light around him surged continuously. The power of the Divine Dragon poured into the Martial Saint Sword!

Chen Ping had just used the Martial Saint Saber for the first time, there was no synergy at all.

Now Chen Ping seems to have understood the Martial Saint Sword.

"Slash..."

The blade of the Martial Saint instantly erupted with a razor-sharp edge several dozen feet high, its brilliant light dazzling and captivating!

With Chen Ping's swing of his blade, the enormous blade instantly transformed into hundreds upon thousands of tiny blades, hurtling towards the several figures shrouded in black silver robes!

This time, the blade swept down like a raging wind, covering the sky and earth.

Three figures in black and silver robes, seeing this, could only fight to the death!

The leader's fists moved constantly, shooting out beams of light desperately to block the countless blades that swarmed like locusts.

Lao Wu, without the Martial Saint Blade, could only release his qi outwards, protecting himself. He desperately swung his fists, unleashing streaks of qi to block!

And the seventh brother threw the ring-shaped blade in his hand high into the air. The rapidly rotating blade instantly plunged into the dense mass of blades, desperately trying to block them!

Boom boom boom.......

Blades kept falling, striking the three figures, who began to retreat steadily.

The boss and the seventh are still alright, the two of them have weapons in hand to block.

But the fifth could only rely on his fists to defend himself, and his own physical strength!

As blade after blade cut into his flesh, Lao Wu's body began to bear countless wounds. In the end, he was covered in cuts and gashes, blood flowing freely, a truly horrifying sight.

"I wonder how long you can hold on for..."

Chen Ping's voice was icy cold, and the Martial Saint Sword in his hand slashed out again!

The blade, which was about to disappear, now falls again densely and thickly like raindrops!

At once, several black and silver robed figures were about to collapse.

Poof…………

The fifth brother couldn't bear it any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body heavily crashed backwards!

Only to see Lao Wu's body was covered in wounds, several blades piercing through his flesh!

"Lao Wu..."

The leader's face drastically changed, he roared, and the tiger claw in his hand continued to emanate a brilliant light, slowly moving towards the fifth elder.

He wanted to shield Lao Wu from these locust-like blades.

At this moment, the ring-shaped blade in Lao Qi's hand, under the onslaught of wind and rain, finally couldn't withstand it and instantly turned to powder. three flying dragons!If the Feitian Sect had many dragons, Chen Ping might not have the strength to save them all!"Everyone, please take your seats. The airship is about to take off..."...accompanied...