Chen Ping raised his hand and swung the Dragon-Slaying Sword. The powerful sword energy of the Dragon-Slaying Sword struck Xiahou Dun’s body hard, making a series of sounds. This sword failed to break Xiahou Dun’s defense.
However, Xiahou Dun did not slow down and slapped Chen Ping hard on the body. Chen Ping’s body flew out and fell to the ground.
Chen Ping only felt his internal organs rolling, but in the end he endured it and stood up slowly.
Although this palm shook Chen Ping’s internal organs and kept rolling, his body was not harmed. After all, Chen Ping’s powerful body was comparable to an iron wall.
Xiahou Dun was slightly startled when he saw that Chen Ping actually stood up without a single scratch on his body, not even a palm print.
“I didn’t expect your body to be so strong…”
After Xiahou Dun finished speaking, he grabbed it casually, and a giant sword condensed with black energy appeared in his hand.
“cut……”
Xiahou Dun did not move, but the giant sword condensed in his hand began to grow in size and slashed towards Chen Ping.
Chen Ping’s expression changed, he also held the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and suddenly raised it upwards, and the two sword energies collided fiercely.
Rumble……
There were violent explosions, and Xiahou Dun’s sword struck Chen Ping hard on the shoulder.
Chen Ping’s body felt like a mountain weighing down on him, and half of his body instantly sank into the ground. Looking at Chen Ping’s shoulders, even though he had taken the Body Tempering Pill at this moment, his body was as strong as a copper wall, but there was still a deep wound.
The skin and flesh at the wound were turned outwards, and bright red blood flowed out. The scene was horrific!
Seeing that Chen Ping was injured, Xiaolan exclaimed, and everyone else looked nervously. Although they were anxious, there was nothing they could do. They wanted to help, but they were afraid that they wouldn’t even be able to break through the big net set by Xiahou Dun.
Chen Ping looked at his wound, blood dripping continuously.
Tick tock, tick tock…………
Chen Ping felt no pain, but the red blood seemed to arouse Chen Ping’s fighting spirit.
And before those drops of blood fell to the ground, they were all sucked up by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Chen Ping’s blood touched the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the flames that had been extinguished on the Dragon-Slaying Sword instantly rose up as if gasoline had been poured on it.
The hot flames reflected Chen Ping’s resolute face. Although he was injured, there was no trace of panic in Chen Ping’s eyes, but only fanatical fighting spirit.
“Fire tornado……”
Chen Ping shouted angrily, his body suddenly rose from the ground, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand drew in the air.
Roar…………