The sword energy struck directly on Chen Ping’s body. After hearing a crisp sound, Chen Ping’s body was intact, except for a gap in his clothes.
Although the sword energy did not hurt Chen Ping, the talismans mixed in the sword energy were spinning around Chen Ping, and those talismans kept flashing red light.
“The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all things.
I have cultivated extensively for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove my magical powers.
Within and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is supreme.
There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body.
Out of sight, out of hearing.
Encompassing heaven and earth, nourishing all living beings…”
Ning Yu kept chanting incantations, veins popped up on his forehead, and sweat began to drip down.
The sword energy just failed to hurt Chen Ping, and now he can only rely on those spells.
As Ning Yu recited faster and faster, the charms revolved around Chen Ping faster and faster, and the red light flashed brighter and brighter.
“Zhu Xie…”
Ning Yu shouted loudly, and the charms suddenly stuck to Chen Ping’s body.
Chen Ping’s whole body was wrapped in red light, and those spells were like brands, all branded on Chen Ping’s body.
Ning Yu looked at Chen Ping and found that although these charms were attached to Chen Ping’s body, they didn’t seem to have any effect. Chen Ping didn’t react at all. Isn’t this supposed to be the case?
Ning Yu frowned slightly and began to recite the spell quickly again.
Seeing Ning Yu sweating profusely, Chen Ping snorted coldly.
“Silly X…”
Chen Ping’s body trembled slightly, and the charms on his body instantly scattered in all directions. Countless strong winds scattered in all directions, creating cracks in the surrounding ground.
Ning Yu’s pupils shrank, and with a wave of the Evil-Zhusking Sword in his hand, the scattered charms instantly returned to the Evil-Zhusking Sword, but the color of the charms was obviously much darker.
Ning Yu looked at Chen Ping in disbelief. Just now Chen Ping resisted his sword energy, and now he easily broke free of these spells. Isn’t this too powerful?
This evil-killing sword is the treasure of Tianluo Pavilion. Ning Yu is extremely talented, so his master Ni Sidao passed it on to him. He also passed on the evil-killing sword to Ning Yu, even though Ning Yu has not yet mastered it. , but when ordinary evil cultivators encounter him, they can only run for their lives. He has yet to find any evil cultivators who are not afraid of the evil-killing sword in his hand.
“Who are you? Why aren’t you afraid of my Evil-Destroying Sword?”
Ning Yu really couldn’t figure out whether Chen Ping was an evil cultivator or not. Why wasn’t he afraid of his evil-killing sword?