Chapter 1006: Repeating the Old Tricks

"No, no, no, Miss Ge, you misunderstood. Although I do have quite a few women around me, I've never touched any of them. To be honest with you, I've never even touched a woman in my entire life..."To...Xuanyuan Yan turned his head to see Chen Ping slaughtering his way forward. Almost all the disciples of the Xuanyuan family were about to be slaughtered. He suddenly stopped and shouted loudly, “All disciples of the Xuanyuan family, listen up! None of you are allowed to run away. Stay with me and kill this Chen Ping…”

Xuanyuan Yan roared, causing many of the Xuanyuan family's disciples to stop in their tracks. Especially some elders-level martial arts masters, all gathered around Xuanyuan Yan.

Only to see Chen Ping wielding the Dragon Slaying Sword, his sword energy surging like a storm, beheading numerous descendants of the Xuanyuan clan.

Chen Ping's whole body was shining with a golden light that was incredibly dazzling. His skin shimmered with scales, like armor covering his entire body.

With each step, Chen Ping walked over the corpses, like a death god, instantly arriving before Xuanyuan Yan.

Looking at Chen Ping's appearance, Xuanyuan Yan's face was very ugly.

Even though he had several martial arts protectors around him, Xuan Yuan Yan was still trembling with fear.

But now he can't run anymore, he can only fight to the death!

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the fear in his heart and said coldly, "Chen Ping, you killed my son and slaughtered my Xuanyuan family members. Today, I will have a final showdown with you..."

Chen Ping's face was icy cold, and he slowly spoke, "You are not worthy to fight me. With just one sword, I can kill you..."

In the midst of their conversation, Chen Ping's aura flared once more. Limitless spiritual energy surged forth in an instant, whipping up a hurricane. Feeling the intensity of Chen Ping's aura, Xuanyuan Yan and the other disciples of the Xuanyuan family were each struck with astonishment.

"Chen Ping, we could actually talk about this..."

Xuan Yuan Yan looked at the violent aura emanating from Chen Ping and wanted to compromise.

"Talk about your mom..."

Chen Ping roared angrily, and swung his sword.

Xuan Yuan Yan felt this terrifying sword energy, not daring to resist head-on, hurriedly dodged to the side.

Even though Xuan Yuan Yan desperately dodged, the massive sword qi still slashed across his body, drawing numerous wounds and causing blood to flow.

Looking at the scars on his body, Xuanyuan Yan frowned deeply.

"Chen Ping, you... what is your true strength Why was that sword strike so powerful"

Xuanyuan Yan looked at Chen Ping in shock. In Xuanyuan Yan's eyes, Chen Ping's strength was almost catching up to the peak of a Martial Saint.

Ke Chenping looked at Mingming, who was only just entering the Martial Sovereign realm. Why was his erupted strength so formidable

Xuanyuan Yan had seen killers who surpassed their levels before, many gifted warriors could challenge opponents one or two realms above them. But like Chen Ping, directly crossing a whole realm was incredibly rare, Xuanyuan Yan had never seen it.

"You don't need to worry about my strength, you just need to know that you're going to see your son very soon!"

Chen Ping said with an icy face.

"Hmph, you don't need to be too arrogant. Do you think that's all I have"

Xuan Yuan let out a cold snort.

"Show me what you've got!"

Chen Ping looked at Xuanyuan Yan coldly, his eyes like those looking at a dead man.

Looking at Chen Ping's eyes, Xuanyuan Yan knew he was out of options. He retreated and shouted, "Form an array…………"

Upon hearing Xuanyuan Yan's command, four martial arts masters from the Xuanyuan family immediately drew out their short swords and plunged them into the ground. Immediately after, four beams of light shot out from the blades!

Four rays of light surged forth, accompanied by a wave of majestic energy.

A terrifying aura, imbued with endless killing intent, quickly formed a huge magical array, encasing Chen Ping and Xuanyuan Yan within it.

Chen Ping looked at the gradually forming formation, his mouth curling up in disdain.

Last time Xuanyuan Yan dealt with him, he used this kind of formation. Now he wants to use the same trick again.

"Don't you have anything new Last time your formation was useless against me, and this time it's just as ineffective!"

Chen Ping looked at Xuanyuan Yan with a cold smile.382: Broken Arm"Sword, truly a sword..."Bao Yukun bent down and picked up the Zhulong Sword, his eyes gleaming with greed!But he did not notice, at this time lying on the ground, already charred Chen...