"Sword Spirit?"
In the midst of the fierce sword momentum, Long Chen vaguely recalled how He Songyan had displayed such powerful swordsmanship in the Grotto Mountain.
Long Mu had also told him that there was a Spirit in He Songyan's body that was similar to Long Mu's. Furthermore, it was very likely to be a Sword Spirit.
At this moment, Long Chen realized that the longsword in He Songyan's hand had an additional vibration of Hong Meng. It was as if something had been added to it.
"Long Chen, don't think that you can be so arrogant in front of me just because you have an amazing opportunity and the ability to kill people who are above your cultivation level. My opportunity is not something that you can compare to!" He Songyan unsheathed his longsword. The air was filled with waves of violent Sword Essence. Within the Sword Essence, there was actually a huge phantom of Hong Meng.
Very quickly, Long Chen's vague thoughts became reality. Within the longsword, there was actually a ferocious sword body that was gradually condensing into a physical entity.
Once the sword body was formed, there was a strong vibration in the air.
"Cang Min Mysterious Sword!"
A piercingly cold roar was suddenly emitted from He Songyan's mouth. It was also at this moment that the ferocious sword body behind He Songyan suddenly grew in size. Immediately, the sword aura between heaven and earth that was wrapped in a huge amount of Primordial Aura exploded once again!
"Sword, rise!"
Under the endless pressure, the ferocious sword body suddenly moved. The Hong Meng around it instantly condensed countless rays of Hong Meng's killing intent. In the end, this pile of Sword Essence actually turned into balls of continuous violent light shadows. With an extremely crazy aura, they directly attacked in the air. Their target was Long Chen's direction.
At the same time, the longsword in He Songyan's hand suddenly vibrated and produced a sword cry. At this moment, the Sword Essence was raging. Hong Meng leaped!
"Boom!"
An explosion directly hit Long Chen's mind and caused Long Chen significant injuries.
Long Chen was on guard. He never expected that He Songyan's Sword Essence would be mixed with the image of the mind. Fortunately, the power of the explosion was not very strong. Although Long Chen had already used up a lot of his strength in the Spirit Killing Array, he could still use some of his strength and continue.
However, Long Chen had to end this battle quickly. Compared to He Songyan who was full of energy, Long Chen could not afford to drag it out.
After all, the longsword in He Songyan's hand had too many mysteries.
Moreover, the sword body behind He Songyan still possessed the aura of a huge sword spirit. If he did not get rid of it soon, he might be able to withstand the attack of the sword body. Perhaps Long Chen would really be able to fight against two people at the same time.
"Long Yuan!" Long Chen shouted in a low voice.
"What's wrong, Master?" Long Yuan's heart tightened and he hurriedly replied.
"Retreat!" Long Chen shouted.
"This …" Long Yuan was very reluctant.
"Retreat!" Long Chen shouted again.
Long Yuan had no choice but to retreat. He directly retreated out of the battlefield.
Long Chen knew that Long Yuan was seriously injured in the cultivation room. At this moment, Long Chen had to fight by himself!
Outside the battlefield, near the spiritual herb field, there was a group of onlookers who followed the terrifying Hong Meng Sword Essence. These people were naturally curious about the strong Hong Meng Sword Essence.
When these people came close to the battlefield, they immediately cried out in surprise.
"Cang Min Sword Technique! It's the Cang Min Sword Technique! "
"Could it be the successor of the Cang Min Tribe? It was one of the top ten tribes ten thousand years ago. If it's the successor, then the Cang Min Tribe will reappear in this world! "
"Impossible. Ten thousand years ago, the people of the Cang Min Tribe were all dead. It's impossible for this person to be the successor of the Cang Min Tribe!"
"If he's not the successor of the Cang Min Tribe, how can he practice the Cang Min Sword Technique? This sword body is clearly the Cang Min Sword Technique! "
"If that's the case, there's only one explanation. That is, the person in the air now has the lost Cang Min Sword!"
"… …"
Although Long Chen has been defending against He Songyan's attacks, he still heard some of the discussions of these people. As for the Cang Min Tribe, Long Chen naturally didn't know about it, but when he heard the words' top ten tribes', Long Chen became serious. To be able to be promoted to the top ten tribes, they must have great strength. For example, Long Chen's tribe was one of the top ten tribes tens of thousands of years ago. Since this Cang Min Tribe was able to be ranked as one of the top ten tribes, its strength should not be underestimated.
Naturally, the inheritance of the Cang Min Tribe must also be shocking.
If He Songyan really did obtain the lost Cang Min Sword of the Cang Min Tribe, then Long Chen might not be a match for He Songyan.
"Huuu!"
Long Chen let out a sigh of relief, his expression was a little panicked. The inheritance of the top ten tribes was too powerful. Even if he had the strength to kill people who were on the same level as him, he still had to be careful when dealing with He Songyan, who was almost as strong as him.
At this time, Long Chen also believed that what He Songyan told him before, that he had killed a powerhouse from Hong Meng Yuan Jie, was true.
"Bang!"
Long Chen focused his mind and poured most of his Hong Meng aura into the nine condensed ice dragons. At the same time, Long Chen waved his dragon halberd, and several fierce Hong Meng light pillars slowly condensed on Long Chen's dragon halberd.
"Nine Dragons Rise, Battle Soul Condense!"
Long Chen's dragon halberd charged up for a short period of time, and in an instant, a violent explosive force appeared in front of the dragon halberd. The inheritance of the White Underworld Tribe gradually condensed in Long Chen's body, and the fist seal that once made Long Chen gasp in admiration gradually condensed.
"Nine Dragons Fist Seal!"
"Ice Soul Spiritual Crossing!"
The powerful aura of Hong Meng gushed out like a tide, and the moment it roared out, it enveloped the aura of Hong Meng that had no owner.
"Boom!"
The space seemed to be torn apart, and after a short period of time, a terrifying aura condensed between the heavens and the earth.
Long Chen's dragon halberd pierced out, and together with the nine ice dragons and the enormous strength of the White Underworld Tribe's inheritance, it directly pierced through the heavens and the earth, destroying An Xie's sharp sword. Like a lightning bolt, it directly pierced through the ferocious sword behind He Songyan.
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