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Wukui shines!
With a slight raise of the Moon Shadow Sword, Xiao Chen waved out a wisp of purple condensed sword energy, which was the first move of the Wukui sword technique that integrated the artistic conception of thunder.
Hua Yunfei smiled faintly and said: "The artistic conception of killing is superior to all energy artistic conceptions. No matter how powerful your thunder artistic conception is, it is useless."
Phew!
On top of the blood-colored sword energy, the fierce and unparalleled killing intent cut the purple sword energy that Xiao Chen swung into nothingness.
Killing the world with blood, the sword passes without a trace!
Taking advantage of Xiao Chen¡¯s opportunity to avoid the bloody sword energy, Hua Yunfei¡¯s killing move followed him like a shadow, and the sky was filled with blood.
There seemed to be countless red figures, performing sword techniques in the field, and wisps of bloody sword energy, following some strange frequency in the field, fluctuating like the sea.
The terrifying intention of killing filled the entire arena, making people tremble in their hearts and go straight to their hearts.
clang clang clang!
Turn on the popular boots at his feet, Xiao Chen turned around in the shadow of the sword, dancing the sword, splitting the flying sword gas.
Every sword shadow seems to have a real warrior, holding a long sword to attack it, either stabbing, slashing, chopping, or picking.
The angles are random and they come and go without a trace, which makes people tired of dealing with them.
"Hua Yunfei has actually mastered the ancient martial arts completely. He is indeed a rare genius in the Hua family. Now Xiao Chen is in danger."
"Yes, ancient martial arts and current martial arts are not the same system at all. Generally speaking, even if you obtain the ancient martial arts, it is difficult to truly integrate them, and they are neither fish nor fowl when used, and it is difficult to have real practical effect."
"Look at the endless shadows of swords rising and falling on this arena. Even if King Wu comes, it will be difficult to parry them."
Looking at the bloody sword shadows in the sky above the arena, some warriors in the audience recognized this ancient martial arts, and couldn't help but start to worry about Xiao Chen
Hua Yunfei's figure is hidden in the shadows of these swords. From time to time, he will attack with a sharp sword, which is even more difficult to guard against.
All of a sudden, Xiao Chen received a lot of sword wounds on his arms, legs and feet, no matter how fast he was.
Facing these shadowy sword shadows that follow them continuously and elusively, it is impossible to completely avoid them. Xiao Chen can only try his best to avoid harming his vital parts.
It also has the intention of killing, interfering with Xiao Chen's original intention. There are also killing moves hidden in the killing moves, one link after another. This martial skill is really unbelievable.
"Haha, Xiao Chen's move is uncomfortable, dragging your clothes has awakened the ancient evil soul in my body for me. This martial skill is inherited from the evil soul."
"In ancient times, evil souls used this move. The continuous sword shadow could cover a distance of 100 meters in all directions, including the heaven and the earth. If the gods block it, they will kill the gods, and if the devil blocks it, they will kill the demons."
Hua Yunfei looked at Xiao Chen who was a little tired of coping, and laughed wildly, trying to dampen Xiao Chen's fighting spirit and make him collapse early.
The altar was clear and bright, and Xiao Chen kept his mind calm, not worried, confused, or afraid.
He ignored Hua Yunfei's words and walked around on the stage, displaying the artistic conception of thunder to the extreme.
Resisting the ubiquitous red sword shadows from all directions, above and below the sky, while trying to identify the swimming patterns of these sword shadows.
The artistic conception of thunder integrated with the holy power can only barely knock these sword shadows away, but cannot completely destroy them.
"The artistic conception of killing is indeed difficult to deal with," Xiao Chen said softly in his heart, but fortunately, I also have the artistic conception of killing.
After resisting for a moment, Xiao Chen finally touched the pattern of the movement of the sword shadow, and it was time to take action.
Gently taking off the blue strip of cloth on his forehead, a bright red blood mark appeared between his eyebrows, and Xiao Chen's fair-skinned face with clear horns immediately became demonic.
The mark of the Blood Throne between the eyebrows bloomed with a ray of red light. Under the red light, Xiao Chen's face looked even more enchanting.
Wukui transforms into gas!
With a soft drink, the artistic conception of killing and the artistic conception of thunder were merged, and red light flickered from time to time among the hundreds of purple sword auras formed by the sacred tree of Wu Kui.
Bang bang bang!
In the arena, the red sword energy and the alternating purple-red sword energy collided in the air, and crackling explosions were heard, and they were thought of continuously above the thunder sky.
Hua Yunfei's face changed slightly, he held the blood-colored sword tightly in his hand, and said in disbelief: "How can you understand the artistic conception of killing?"
? Continuous explosions, violent air currents exploded in the air, and everyone around the ring??, elder, what do you think? "
"Haha, I feel relieved now." The great elder of Jianlan Sect said with a hearty smile.
On the stage, Xiao Chen looked at Duanmu Qing, Ji Changkong, and Mu Chengxue below, and said softly: "You three should come together, otherwise you won't have any chance against me."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt their hearts skip a beat. Could it be that Xiao Chen was crazy? He actually asked the other party to join him.
Ji Changkong sneered: "Xiao Chen, if you really want to die, I'm not afraid to help you."
There was no expression on Duanmuqing's cold and beautiful face, and she said coldly: "Do you really think you have the qualifications?"
Mu Chengxue held the holy weapon Beauty under the Moon in her hand, with a playful smile on her handsome face, and chuckled: "If you only have this little strength, you are not even qualified to force me to use the sword."
The three of them are all arrogant people. They are the best among people. From childhood to adulthood, they have all enjoyed the spotlight of the public. They have various halos above their heads. How have they ever been looked down upon by others.
Boom boom boom!
Three powerful momentums soared into the sky, a starlight shone brightly, and countless stars shone, which was Ji Changkong's starry artistic conception.
A thorough heart is cool, cold, cold, cold and lingering, and endless cold air permeates the sky, but it is the ice mood of Duanmu Qingda.
??A soft and warm ray of moonlight sprinkled down, touching the heart, like a refreshing breeze, but it was Mu Chengxue's strange artistic conception of the bright moon. Under the calm surface, there was a monstrous momentum hidden.
The three momentums combined together shattered the clouds on the horizon. Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.
The warriors on the entire campus felt a strong pressure, like a big mountain pressing down on their shoulders.
Wearing a white robe and holding a six-foot-long sword with a sharp light, Xiao Chen smiled faintly at the powerful momentum coming from the shop, raised his right foot gently, and then lowered it.
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What¡¯s more, this force can be controlled freely and operated perfectly.
With the power of a kick, the energy and strength are integrated together, and then you step lightly. The large arena, which was built with Tianshan stone and watered with cold iron, slowly sank into the ground.
Bang bang bang!
The ground above the school grounds could not withstand the pressure of the arena sinking into the ground, forming deep cracks that spread quickly.
The cracks kept spreading, and the other arenas on the school grounds immediately fell into pieces and shattered under the tearing of the cracks.
The kilometer-long school field was shaking constantly, shaking the surrounding auditoriums.
The shaking continued for a while before slowly stopping. The ring under Xiao Chen's feet was completely level with the ground.
A monstrous momentum shot up into the sky from Xiao Chen's body, competing with the momentum of Duanmu Qing and the others, and their sharp edges swept forward.
"Now, do I have the qualifications to let the three of you come together?"
" Xiao Chen said in a calm tone. On top of his scabbard-like handsomeness, there was a sharp edge, like a peerless sword unsheathed. He just wanted to find someone to test how sharp this sword is.
He has long wanted to test his true strength and see how strong he is. The previous few battles were still unfinished.
It feels like you are getting more interested and ready to strike with all your strength, but the other person is already lying on the ground, leaving you with nowhere to use your strength.
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Feng Xuanyi, who was silent on the podium, suddenly said: "If this son can win this battle, then I am afraid that all the luck of these princes will be taken away by him. Maybe he will really become a legend in the future." (Remember this. Website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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