tely stunned, staring in disbelief at Chen Ping.Looking at the four shocked people, Chen Ping continued, "I'm going to cultivate now. Don't disturb me unless it's something very important. Also, pleas...Chen Ping brandished his Dragon Slaying Sword and charged forward.

That sword puppet, when it saw Chen Ping charging at it, didn't react at all. It continued walking forward until Chen Ping's Qiankun Sword reached its front. Only then did the sword puppet barely raise its arms and directly use its own arms to block Chen Ping's Qiankun Sword.

The Jian Kui is troublesome, but this cute and naive look does make Chen Ping find it somewhat comical that he actually used his flesh to block the spiritual sword. The result was, of course, predictable.

At this time, the Dragon Slayer Sword had absorbed a large amount of sword qi and devoured a sword spirit, so its power had greatly increased. The blade shone with a blue light, and with one strike, it severed the sword puppet's arms directly.

Though his arms were severed, the sword puppet showed no emotion whatsoever. It swung its remaining half-arm and charged straight towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping knew that even if he chopped off the puppet's head, it wouldn't be useful. He had to blast them into smithereens. Looking at the charging puppets, Chen Ping wielded his Zhulong Sword, its movements forming a dense and impenetrable whirlwind of sword qi that instantly enveloped the puppet.

“Tear me apart!”

Chen Ping roared, and in an instant, the green light was like fireworks, exploding instantly. The sword puppet shattered into pieces in a blink of an eye, blood and flesh flying everywhere, reduced to ashes.

Looking at the limbs scattered across the ground, Chen Ping's lips curled into a slight smile, his heart filled with delight. The power of this Dragon Slaying Sword had increased significantly, and the connection between him and the sword spirit felt stronger than ever.

The Sword Puppet has been slain, Chen Ping plans to pass through the dense array of swords and search for the suppressed Demon Sword. He wants to see what kind of Demon Sword could destroy an entire sect.

As soon as Chen Ping took a step, all the swords on the ground suddenly emitted light, and a clear sword formation appeared in mid-air!

Light shone upon Chen Ping, and then the scene before his eyes began to change constantly!

In the end, as the light vanished, Chen Ping discovered that he was already in a desert of sand dunes!

The yellow sand dunes stretched as far as the eye could see, which gave Chen Ping quite a fright!

Just now I was in the Sword Tomb, how could I suddenly be in the desert

Just as Chen Ping was at a loss, suddenly, a long sword rose from the sand dunes!

Immediately following, sword qi swept across, stabbing towards Chen Ping!

The longsword was unhandled, yet it reeked of killing intent!

Chen Ping was startled, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand suddenly swung!

With a sharp crack, Chen Ping's strike cleaved the long sword in two!

After the long sword was broken, a faint light entered Chen Ping's Dragon Slaying Sword!

Chen Ping could clearly feel that the strength of the Dragon Slaying Sword had increased again!

This left Chen Ping even more confused, unsure of what was going on.

Just when Chen Ping was dumbfounded, suddenly the sand dune trembled, and then many grains of sand began to roll!

Then, these rolling sands finally formed the shape of a person, holding a sword!

Slowly, the shape formed from the sand coalesced into the likeness of an old man!

Chen Ping seeing this, hurriedly spoke: "Senior, I don't know what place this is Who are you"

Chen Ping saw someone appear and wanted to ask clearly what was going on.

The old man didn't speak. Instead, he waved his sword, and countless swords sprang from the sand dunes, surrounding Chen Ping tightly.

Chen Ping saw this, his brow furrowed slightly, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand began to emit bursts of blue light!

Then, countless swords, like a rain of blades, poured down towards Chen Ping...

Chen Ping could only desperately wield the Zhanlong Sword in his hand, trying to form an impenetrable wall of swords!

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The incessant clang of metal rang out, and the ground was littered with shattered swords!Chapter 2560: Engagement