Chen Ping did not speak, but instead raised the Zhanlong Sword in his hand high. Then he swung it across the sky, and the flames burning on the Zhanlong Sword flared up instantly. A series of fire tongues shot out from the Zhanlong Sword, and at the same time, the Zhanlong Sword let out a soft cry.
The Dragon Slayer Sword and Chen Ping had long become one, the fire tongues that just shot out were all from Chen Ping's internal spiritual power. A total of nine fire tongues flew towards the nine chains.
Hehehehehe…
The fire licked at the chain, and instantly the sinister energy upon it burst into flames. A series of cracking sounds followed.
Nine chains, burning with intense flames, all lay like headless pythons, powerless and crashing to the ground. They then turned to dust and dissipated, while the cracks on the ground rapidly closed.
Chen Ping held the Zhulong Sword in his hand, pointing it at Ni Sidao, and said coldly: "Your ultimate skill is nothing more than that. Come on, what other skills do you have?"
Ni Sitdao looked at his own masterpiece, the Kunlong Formation, being crushed effortlessly by Chen Ping. His face turned ashen with shame and anger.
And at that moment, Xiahou Dun looked at Chen Ping, his eyes full of surprise. He couldn't understand how, in just a few days, Chen Ping's strength seemed to have increased so much.
“Kid, you rely on your sword today, I can't do anything to you, but I will get revenge on you sooner or later...”
After Ni Sidao finished speaking, his figure suddenly retreated, actually retreating towards the mountain. He ran away directly.
Xiahou Dun saw this and almost yelled in anger. He and Ni Sidao were on the same side, and Ni Sidao wanted to run without even letting him know? Was he trying to leave him behind as a scapegoat?
Xiahou Dun didn't dare hesitate at all, and he turned and ran. The thought of avenging his son didn't matter for now, the most important thing was to save his life.
To see Ni Sidao and Xiahou Dun actually turn and run, without a shred of chivalry, left Xu Changsheng and several elders quite surprised.
Just as Xu Changsheng and the others reacted and wanted to chase after him, Chen Ping stopped them.

"Don't chase after..."
Chen Ping sheathed his Dragon Slaying Sword, his face pale without a trace of blood.
"Are you alright, Valley Master?" Xu Changsheng saw Chen Ping like that and hurriedly asked.
Chen Ping shook his head, but then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Ni Sizhao's magic was indeed powerful. Just now, if Chen Ping hadn't held on strong and scared him away, things wouldn't have been easy to handle later.
Chen Ping was helped down the mountain by Xu Changsheng and the others. Originally, Chen Ping planned to set off today, but now it seems that he can only stay in Yaosheng Valley for one more day of recuperation.
The next day, Chen Ping remained resolute in his departure from Yaoshenggu despite Xu Changsheng and the others' attempts to persuade him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to reach Wuming Island by the 15th of July.
After leaving Yaoshen Valley, Chen Ping directly bought a flight to Nanhua City. To go to Wuming Island, he had to take a boat from here, because only here were there boats going to Wuming Island.
When Chen Ping arrived in Nanhua City, it was already evening. After booking his boat tickets in advance, Chen Ping found a hotel to rest and prepare to board the ship for Wuming Island early the next morning.
As Chen Ping was having dinner at the hotel, he discovered that the hotel was unusually busy. Many guests came and went, and they all emanated an aura, clearly indicating that they were warriors. Chen Ping was very puzzled. This medium-sized city of Nanhu, which wasn't well-known, suddenly attracted so many warriors.
As the rooms were already fully booked, Chen Ping was left with no choice but to pay a high price and seek out someone working inside the hotel in hopes they could find him a room.
"Brother, how come there are so many people in your hotel?"
Chen Ping asked the hotel staff he had found.
"I don't know either, I don't know what's going on this year. There are so many people gathered here, they all seem to be going out to sea, don't they? I have no idea where they're going..."
The waiter shook his head.

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