Chen Senran's man was already in the sky, and the two long flame swords in his hand had turned into red streams.

He felt his body start to burn under the boiling flame energy, and endless power flowed out from the small sun in his heart. They stimulated every nerve of his own, roared in every cell, and gathered a huge amount of power on every muscle.

Chen Senran even felt that even if he faced Nathers again, he could definitely cut off his head with one sword.

As the boiling energy was fully opened in his body, Chen Senran's speed reached the extreme, and surging flames began to emerge on the surface of his body. His whole person pulled a long afterimage in the air, and he was as fast as a red meteor passing by in the night sky.

In almost a breath, Chen Senran had already swept to the high throne. He was less than three yards away from a peerless head. The surging flames on his body could almost lick the frost that had been over the years.

At most, only one breath can Chen Senran use an unstoppable posture to hit the corpse of the queen who had been dead for hundreds of years and refused to rest in peace. The long sword of flame in his hand will tear the frost that has blocked hundreds of years of time in an instant, and completely burn the corpse into dust of history.

In less than a breath, at this moment of inability to escape, Chen Senran closed his eyes, and his whole person quickly entered the world of the Way of the Way of the Noble and the World of the Water in that moment.

With such an extremely fierce attack, even a good player like Garen would be seriously injured by him when caught off guard. However, judging from the ability shown by the opponent before, this attack may not be enough.

Chen Senran knew that he had fewer opportunities and Lao Du had fewer opportunities, so he had to show all his strongest strength in order to cause the greatest harm to the other party.

Time slowed countless times at that moment. In the world of water flowing, there was no frost, no strange and exquisite hall, and no peerless face that was extremely beautiful.

All there is is the slowly flowing energy, one of the origins of this world.

Chen Senran concentrated every inch of his mental power on the corpse, trying to find out even a trace of possible flaws. As long as there is a trace of flaws, although he has never really used his Wuji sword technique, with his killer instinct for so many years, he can definitely use the sword in his hand to stab a flaw into a fatal wound that will never heal.

But what made Chen Senran disappointed and even shocked was that he did not find even a trace of energy in the place that should have been that peerless head, and there was no trace of energy on the entire corpse.

It was like a real dead object, and the energy that exploded when attacking Chen Senran before was like some illusion arises because of being too nervous.

But Chen Senran firmly believed that his judgment would never be wrong. The key was to that corpse. As for the current result, it was definitely not that the judgment of Wuji Tao was wrong, but that his level of Wuji Tao was too poor.

Because in Master Yi's notes, he divided the perception ability of Wuji Tao into two stages: flowing water and moving objects.

The so-called flowing water means that it can turn all the energy in the world into water and present it in one's own spiritual world. This stage was once considered by ancestors of the Wuji School as the final stage. Master Yi also thought so before the enlightenment of the Way of Wuji.

But when he later became the Way of Wuji, he used Way of Wuji to explore the world again. He found that in his spiritual world it was no longer a world of water flow, but a world that seemed to split everything in the world into particles one by one and then re-formed the original matter. Compared with water flow, this realm deconstructs the world more thoroughly, and Master Yi called it a thing.

The reason why I didn't find anything must be that the other party used some method to hide his energy, so that unless I reached the realm of object formation, I would not be able to discover the other party's flaws.

Going further, the Frost Queen is most likely a person close to Master Yi.

This result could not shake Chen Senran's heart at all. His hand holding the sword did not tremble at all. He just knew that he had not had much time and he had to swing the sword.

The other party has not stopped him until now. Who knows if he is brewing some terrible counterattack? Chen Senran is not afraid of anything else, but is afraid that the other party will use Little Annie's body to do whatever he wants.

Now that little Annie is fine, he has to draw his sword.

If you can't find any flaws or something, then you might as well stop looking for them.

Chen Senran has been a killer for so many years and is skillful in killing. Many times he doesn't pay much attention to the precise position of the knife. It just feels right, but more often it can create more considerable results.

Thinking of this, Chen Senran stabbed the long sword in his hand in the direction of the peerless head without hesitation. With the instinct of the killer, he felt that the head that was most conspicuous in this corpse was definitely the most likely key.

Time quickly returned to the right direction, and Chen Senran returned to the real world again, and the long sword of flame in his hand had already taken the lead. Under the command of his consciousness, the nerves suddenly stabbed out in a reflex.

The tide-like energy condensed on his arm exploded in an instant, following the outflow of the flaming sword, all of which were poured out of the beautiful queen's head.

The excessive energy spread, directly shaking the deep frost on the floor, revealing the mysterious patterns of light flowing, shining brightly under the surging flames.

Chen Senran looked at the head that was smiling with a glorious smile, the pair of high eyes that looked like the sky, and the pair of deep pupils that looked like the most difficult ice.

There was still the last three inches, and there was no response.

There was no reaction. For the fierce, manic and murderous intent in Chen Senran's eyes, those eyes looked like the most normal dead eyes.

The flame sword went in two inches.

The last inch.

The flames had licked the layer of frost that wrapped around the peerless head.

Still no response.

The long sword finally stuck to the layer of frost, and Chen Senran's whole body almost stuck to the corpse. His face was facing the peerless face, and his eyes were less than two inches away from hers.

The flames have begun to erode those not thick frost, just one breath, no, half breath.

At most half a breath, the flames will penetrate the ice and directly burn the peerless face to ashes.

Chen Senran looked at the beautiful eyes that were so close to him, without any mercy in his eyes.

He almost breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he exhaled less than half of his mouth, his eyes that had been quiet like a dead person suddenly blinked, and the corners of his lonely mouth were slightly raised.

In the next moment, a laugh came out from the arrogant mouth. As the sound emitted half a note from the mouth, a layer of dark blue light rushed out from the crown of the head and directly bombarded Chen Senran.

Chen Senran only saw the eyes blinking in half, and a blue light covering the sky completely swallowed him, and the laughter was constantly amplifying and echoing in his ears.

The laughter was extremely loud and cold. It invaded his body inch by inch, and combined with the surging blue light, threw Chen Senran directly from the throne.

The sword in his hand didn't have time to accomplish anything.

At that moment, he wanted to shout that Lao Du took action.

But before he could shout, he heard a voice, a sound that rushed out of the laughter everywhere.

The sound of the knife.

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