Tian Yuan

Chapter 1794: The Competition Ends

The lakeside in the valley is shrouded in mist.

Chen Qingyuan and Ouyang Che released their egos and revealed their respective pressures, which affected the order of this world. The sky and the earth changed color, and the mountains and rivers shook.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared from the ancient pavilion and stood in the sea of ​​clouds, facing each other from afar.

"Chong-"

A long time ago, Ouyang Che wanted to compete with Chen Qingyuan to see how powerful this legendary god of war was. With a thought, he used his spiritual energy to shape a three-foot sword.

When friends spar with each other, there is no need to use your natal sword. Just use your spiritual energy to form a sword and stop when you have enough.

Holding this transparent three-foot sword, Ouyang Che seemed to be in control of this world, superior to all living beings, and full of domineering power.

"Zheng!"

Chen Qingyuan also did not take out his secret weapon. He used the few strands of spiritual energy floating around his body to condense a spear, and then he held it tightly in his right hand with the tip of the spear tilted downward.

"Brother Chen, please!"

Ouyang Che had been looking forward to this day for many years. He looked happy and shouted heroically.

"please!"

Chen Qingyuan responded loudly.

The two seemed to be in tune with each other. There was no need for much words. They had a tacit understanding and rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

"Shh-"

Ouyang Che's figure was graceful and his speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch him, like a crane flying through the sea of ​​clouds.

The three-foot sword in his hand gathered dozens of frost flowers, and the extreme coldness seemed to come from the underworld. If an ordinary person was touched by a trace of it, he would be frozen instantly and his life would wither in an instant.

Holding the sword in hand, he slashed at Chen Qingyuan from mid-air.

Instantly, Chen Qingyuan smelled a hint of danger. However, he did not step back to avoid it, but went straight forward.

He gripped the spear tightly with both hands and swept forward with unstoppable force.

Wherever the tip of the gun passed, everything shattered.

The sky was divided into two.

The space was shaking, and there was a faint sound of gunfire echoing.

When the two collided, the roar echoed for thousands of miles.

The residual power spread in all directions, causing violent waves, the sky collapsed, the earth sank, and everything became dark.

Ouyang Che waved the magic sword in his hand with smooth movements.

Thousands of sword intentions surround the body, just like the gurgling water, endless.

Every time he swung his sword, Chen Qingyuan would block it with his gun.

At first, the two kept a certain distance and fought with the spirit of Tao. Later, they fought in close combat, with spears and swords clashing and fierce momentum.

Fortunately, the two were just sparring, otherwise the noise would be hundreds of times more terrifying than it was now. The star they were on had already shattered into powder.

After more than ten rounds, Chen Qingyuan decided to be more serious and make a quick decision to save time.

"Zheng!"

He gently shook the spear in his hand, and hundreds of thousands of silver rays burst out from the tip of the spear, containing extraordinary power, as if it could destroy the world.

The silver light from the gun tip floated in the air for a circle, and then rushed towards Ouyang Che.

It was so powerful that it flooded the area like the Milky Way.

Ouyang Che remained calm and not panicked at all. He waved the three-foot sword in his hand, destroying the countless silver rays of gunfire that were coming towards him.

"Bang, rumble..."

The sound was like thunder and was particularly harsh.

The heaven and earth were shaking, as if it was the end of the world.

Suddenly, Chen Qingyuan transformed into hundreds of figures in a moment and attacked from different directions.

In a short period of time, Ouyang Che could not distinguish the real from the fake. So, he burst out with an even more terrifying sword power, and a picture of an ice lotus appeared under his feet, gathering countless sharp sword intentions.

"咻咻咻......"

The sword intent was like rain, sweeping in all directions.

Ouyang Che defeated all of Chen Qingyuan's attacks.

Hundreds of phantoms naturally returned to nothingness.

Chen Qingyuan stopped for a moment, holding the gun still.

Ouyang Che stood on the huge Ice Lotus Dao diagram, with flowing long hair and unparalleled demeanor.

"Brother Chen, this is not your real ability." Ouyang Che said loudly to the front: "Don't care about my face, show your true ability! You have been hiding your incompetence and you are disrespectful to me."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan's eyes changed slightly.

Row!

Since you said so, I will naturally do my best to meet your request.

"Brother Ouyang, you better be prepared to take this move!"

As he spoke, Chen Qingyuan's eyes became extremely deep, as if connected to the world of death, and his aura also changed, becoming completely different from before.

The long spear held in his right hand was covered with a layer of mysterious patterns.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingyuan took action.

On the surface, it looked like just a simple stab.

Returning to the original simplicity contains the way of the spear that has reached the ultimate in the world.

"boom!"

The tip of the gun emitted a cold light, piercing through the void ahead.

"Ten thousand swords return to one, command!"

As soon as Ouyang Che finished speaking, the sword beams floating in this world all gathered at one point at this moment and condensed into a huge sword.

Then, Ouyang Che controlled the giant sword and mobilized all his spiritual power, intending to fight Chen Qingyuan head-on.

"Hey!"

The power of the gun turned into a huge wave, rushing forward with great momentum.

When the spear met the giant sword swung by Ouyang Che, the power of the spear was still not blocked, and it continued to destroy us with unstoppable force.

"Boom——"

There was a noise, and after only a few breaths of stalemate, the giant sword suddenly broke into countless pieces.

After piercing through the giant sword, the spear's force did not weaken and continued to rush forward until its power was exhausted.

Ouyang Che's face froze as his swordsmanship was broken. He quickly stepped back and created hundreds of barriers at the fastest speed to block in front of him.

At the same time, thousands of swords condensed.

"call out!"

Ouyang Che put his fingers together and waved, mobilizing thousands of sword beams to meet the spear that was stabbing in front of him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the spear penetrated the protective barrier set up by Ouyang Che and extinguished the countless sword beams that were rolling in.

At this moment, Ouyang Che felt a strong sense of danger, his heartstrings tensed, and his natal sword left his body on its own.

"Chong-"

The sword entered the world and blocked the spear made of spiritual energy, greatly weakening its offensive. In addition, he found that his master was in trouble, and the wine gourd hanging on his waist became huge, blocking in front of him, spewing out extremely terrifying weapon power.

Even so, the force of the gun was not wiped out and was still slowly approaching.

"Wow—"

The outcome of this battle had been decided. Chen Qingyuan waved his hand lightly, eliminating the power of the gun and returning the situation to calm.

Each of them used their spiritual energy as a weapon to discuss and debate.

Ouyang Che couldn't stand the pressure, and used his innate Taoist soldiers to protect his body.

It is obvious who will win and who will lose.

"gone."

After the competition, Chen Qingyuan smiled, turned around slowly, and said goodbye.

Watching Chen Qingyuan's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Ouyang Che was still in shock. To be honest, Chen Qingyuan's attack just now had put him under great psychological pressure, and he almost lost his composure.