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Blood flowed out from the wound on his chest. As Mo Ran retreated wildly, a bloody path was spilled on the ground.
At the edge of the ring, Mo Ran put his foot on the ground and shook his body a few times, but finally he was not hacked away by a knife.
"How did you find out!" Covering the wound with one hand, Mo Ran still looked extremely surprised. He didn't expect that his biggest secret would be exposed after just a few moves with the opponent.
At this point, the victory has been decided, and Xiao Chen did not hesitate and answered truthfully: "The next time we fight, you don't need to talk too much. If you pretend too much, it just exposes your lack of confidence."
"If it weren't for the other party's constant deliberate teasing, which made Xiao Chen suspicious, he would never have found the other party's flaw so quickly.
Mo Ran obviously couldn't accept such an answer. He stood there for a few seconds before saying, "Just wait, wait until I have reached the tenth level of my Earth Return Technique, and there will no longer be any flaws. Then I will take revenge for today." .¡±
After the words fell, Mo Ran covered his wound, quickly left the ring, and then walked out of the city without looking back.
Xiao Chen looked at the other party's back, thoughtfully, and had already found the other party's flaw.
"As a result, the sword didn't even cut off the opponent's ribs. This guy's body was indeed incredibly strong.
If he was allowed to repair this weakness, he would definitely be a difficult opponent. Xiao Chen secretly paid attention to it and made a note of this young master from the sea of ??humans and demons.
After winning two games in a row, Xiao Chen was still calm and composed. The audience in the stadium felt a little incredible about Xiao Chen¡¯s state.
At the Tianjiao Summit, there is absolutely no weakling who can break into the top four. They are all the best among men, the geniuses among geniuses.
But Xiao Chen came with a killing order, and it seemed a bit easy, so he invited Huang Yun and Mo Ran out without mercy.
"What a brilliant vision. Maybe he can really break the record of thousands of years and become the first person to successfully kill someone with a forced killing order."
"It's hard to say. The further back he goes, the more cards he exposes and the greater the consumption. In the two games just now, it seems that he won easily, but I am sure that the power of his law is also consumed."
"Yes, and Leng Xin and Sima Lingxuan, the two masters of swordsmanship, are not so easy to mess with. They are all rushing to be first."
"I don't know who Xiao Chen will choose this time. The strength of Leng Xin and Sima Lingxuan, judging from their previous performances, seems to be between them."
"If it were me, I would choose Sima Lingxuan. Leng Xin's temperament is so scary, and he always seems to be unfathomable."
After two battles, the warriors who originally did not have much hope for Xiao Chen ignited a glimmer of hope and began to speculate on the direction of the future battle.
After defeating Mo Ran, Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged. His eyes turned around Sima Lingxuan and Leng Xin, and then locked on Leng Xin.
A wisp of cold wind passed by, and the temperature of the entire arena dropped sharply. Leng Xin said expressionlessly: "Binghaihai, Leng Xin, please give me some advice."
After giving the gift, Leng Xin's whole aura became even colder, and his eyes wandered to every corner of Xiao Chen's body.
Those swordsman's eyes are as sharp as an eagle. As long as Xiao Chen has any flaw, he will find it in a moment, and then launch an attack with the power of thunder.
" Xiao Chen concentrated his mind. After seeing the other party's eyes, he knew that he had met a difficult opponent. He was probably more difficult to deal with than the previous two.
Whoosh!
The cold wind was blowing back and forth on the ring. The two looked at each other, secretly comparing their momentum. Neither of them was in a hurry to make a move. Instead, they waited for the other party to lose their composure and suddenly took action, gaining the upper hand in one fell swoop.
In the battle between swordsmen and swordsmen, who has the upper hand at the moment of taking action almost determines the outcome of the game.
The person who has the disadvantage will never be able to come back. Of course, the premise of everything is that the two people have similar realms and cultivation levels.
People cannot be perfect. Even if they stand still, the ups and downs in momentum, changes in mentality, fluctuations in thoughts, and the speed of blood flow cannot always remain at their peak.
Without exception, there will always be flaws.
In the cold wind, their eyes seemed to flash with light, and they simultaneously caught each other's tiny flaws and took action instantly.
The swords were unsheathed at the same time, and before they collided, the violent thunder sword soul and the cold sword soul formed their own momentum, and they collided fiercely.
The sonorous sound is notThe sound is heard, permeating every corner of the arena. Between heaven and earth, there seem to be thousands of swords and long knives fighting each other.
The light and shadow of swords flashed everywhere, and thunder and ice competed with each other.
Thunder thundered, tearing out countless lightning bolts, the ice was ruthless, and thousands of snowflakes fell.
Bang!
The two stood up and jumped. Amidst various visions, the figures and swords collided together for the first time.
The sound of swords and swords roaring, what is it? It is like a dragon's roar, breaking through the sky and tearing the dark clouds into pieces. The falling ray of golden sunlight, like a holy light, condensed the moment of Xiao Chen and Leng Xin's fight, forming a shocking picture.
Whoosh whoosh!
The two retreated as soon as they touched each other, each using their powerful movements to quickly engage in combat.
Every time they fight, the sound of swords clashing will turn into clear dragon roars, soaring into the sky, tearing apart the clouds, and falling down with a ray of golden light.
Whether it¡¯s Xiao Chen¡¯s Thunder Dragon Step or Leng Xin¡¯s mysterious step that is unknown to everyone, they have almost reached a limit, and ordinary people¡¯s eyes cannot see clearly the trajectory of their actions.
Only when the holy light falls, will the figures of the two people be solidified into a poetic and beautiful painting, and fall into the eyes of everyone.
Watching the fierce battle between the two people is like reading a wonderful picture scroll. As you flip through the pages, you will get better and better. As the picture scroll is imprinted in your mind, your mind will fluctuate and your blood will expand.
The bright moon is intact!
The water and the moon are boundless!
After another hundred moves, the two men, who were equally matched, each used a killing move and started a fierce battle, hoping to gain the upper hand in the middle.
The two bright moons appeared behind each other, and Xiao Chen's sword glow was the brilliance of the bright moon when it was at its brightest, domineering and boundless.
Leng Xin's sword light is the peaceful, peaceful and inseparable entanglement after the sea water and the bright moon merge into one. It is much more complicated than Xiao Chen's simple and domineering one.
Two moons compete, one side is the perfect moon with unparalleled brilliance, and the other side is the reflection in the water. It appears to be the moon, but in fact it is still a layer of unchanging cold water.
After one move, the clouds that were riddled with holes in the sky were completely shattered, and a large piece of golden light flowed down like a waterfall.
"Compared with the dim sky around them, the two people bathed in the golden light, although their clothes were in tatters and their wounds were bleeding, they looked extremely holy. There was an inexplicable aura lingering around them.
It makes people feel a sense of admiration for no reason.
Without him, both of them are true swordsmen and swordsmen, possessing the extremely rare swordsman's soul and swordsman's soul in this world.
Xiao Chen stood with a knife in hand. On the tip of the knife, drops of blood slowly fell.
Opposite Leng Xin, drops of blood were also falling from the tip of the sword. Both of their killing moves hurt each other at the same time.
However, the results are quite different.
Xiao Chen looked at Leng Xin and said, "Your swordsmanship is on par with my swordsmanship, but my body is much stronger than yours. If this battle continues, you will only lose."
Leng Xin's face was slightly pale, and he acquiesced in Xiao Chen's statement, but he did not intend to admit defeat.
"I still have a chance with one sword. If I can't defeat you with this sword, I will automatically admit defeat." (Remember the 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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