"Boom!" At this moment, a huge roar was uploaded from the ring, and I saw that the energy shield around Wen Cheng's body, under the attack of the rain of light that Jian Chen counter-controlled, finally It was shattered, and the powerful energy fluctuations turned into an invisible shock wave, pushing Wen Cheng's body backwards.
"You turned out to be you!" Wen Cheng's expression was filled with disbelief, he pointed at Jian Chen, and was so shocked that he was speechless.
The rain of holy light cast by him was unexpectedly taken away from him by Chang Yang, who was no more than a one-colored Yuandan.
However, after Jian Chen broke Wen Cheng's shield, he did not hesitate to move. He dodged and approached Wen Cheng, and the Sword of Holy Light in his hand slashed straight towards Wen Cheng.
Wen Cheng's complexion changed slightly. In his opinion, Jian Chen's reaction was too quick, and his attack was too swift. Facing the sword of holy light that was slashing in the face, he had no time to use the magic of light to resist, and immediately condensed a burst of light. Wings of Light flew backwards.
His combat experience was obviously far inferior to Jian Chen's. Just such a small error made him completely dominant from the very beginning and ended up being extremely passive.
Jian Chen, on the other hand, chased after She Wencheng while he was victorious, and the Sword of Holy Light in his hand stabbed mercilessly, reaching Wencheng's chest in the blink of an eye.
Wen Cheng's complexion changed greatly. Although he also had some combat experience, he had never experienced such a tense battle. After Jian Chen seized the opportunity and broke out a storm-like offensive, he immediately became in a hurry. In a hurry, it was just a lazy donkey rolling around, dodging the Sword of Holy Light dangerously and dangerously.
But even so, the white robe on his body was torn apart by the Sword of Holy Light with a long crack, and the originally spotless white robe was now covered with dust.
After getting up from the ring, Wen Cheng's face had turned ashen, and his lungs were about to explode with anger. For him, the roll just now took away his dignity, making it difficult for him to raise his head in the Temple of Light in the future.
"Changyang, I swear, I will make you regret it." Wen Cheng let out a low roar, also condensed a sword of holy light, and slashed towards Jian Chen at the fastest speed he could achieve.
The speed of this sword of holy light, in Wen Cheng's eyes, has indeed reached the limit of the speed he can exert, and he is confident that even some ordinary three-color Yuandan Guangming Saint Master cannot avoid his own attack.
However, in Jian Chen's eyes, it was still as slow as a snail, but this time, Jian Chen did not choose to avoid it, but deliberately made a gesture of being caught off guard, withstanding the blow with his own body.
Moreover, when the Sword of Light was about to hit him, he had secretly adjusted the power of chaos in the group, turned it into a sharp blade, and actively pierced his body of chaos.
This made the sword of holy light shot by Wen Cheng to stab Jian Chen's body with the wound created by the power of chaos, and pierce Jian Chen's body.
Jian Chen, on the other hand, did not care about his injuries at all. He enveloped himself with a layer of light holy energy, and the sword of holy light in his hand also pierced into Wen Cheng's body.
"Ah!" Where did Wen Cheng suffer from such severe pain, he immediately let out a painful scream, and his body hurriedly retreated, pulling away from Jian Chen.
There was a sneer at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth. With a thought, a sword of holy light appeared out of thin air behind Wen Cheng. As Wen Cheng retreated, he directly collided with the tip of the sword of holy light. Immediately, there was a painful muffled sound.
Jian Chen's eyes were cold, he stepped forward, the Sword of Holy Light in his hand was held high above his head by him, bursting with dazzling light, just as he was about to cut down on Wen Cheng, a voice suddenly entered his ears. .
"Changyang, I'm fair and new, in this battle, you can only lose, not win!"
Justice Xin commanded Jian Chen with a condescending height, with an unquestionable tone.
Of course, he used the method of sound transmission to transmit words like Jian Chen, but he was not afraid of being heard by some unimportant people.
After the sound transmission, Fairy Xin stood there with his arms crossed and his face full of confidence, as if he had expected that Ding Changyang would never dare to disobey his orders.
After all, he is a nine-star genius of the Temple of Light. Such an identity does have a strong deterrent effect on many ordinary disciples.
"Changyang, I'm Xin Bing. You can make a three-color Yuandan's bright master so embarrassed. It's already a great achievement. Let's end this battle with a draw." Another nine-star genius Xin Bing also transmitted his voice to Jian Chen, but his tone was not as strong as Justice Xin.
Jian Chen sneered in his heart after listening to the voice transmission of Gong Gongxin and Xin Bing. His current perception is stronger than expected. The bet between these two nine-star geniuses and the peak master of Wangtian Peak, he is again How do not know.
If it were someone else, they would naturally not dare to offend the nine-star genius who was about to become the new Holy Son, but it was Jian Chen that they encountered.
"Shhh!" Jian Chen ignored the justice Xin and Xin Bing, and in a flash of white light, the sword of holy light in his hand brought a bright light and chopped down without hesitation, cutting off one of Wen Cheng's arms. down.
Wen Cheng suddenly let out a shrill scream like a pig, and the piercing pain caused his entire body to convulse uncontrollably, and he almost fainted.
In this scene, the Saint Masters of Light who were watching the battle around the arena were in an uproar, and many people were stunned by Jian Chen's bloody means.
After all, these Saint Masters of Light are not like those warriors, all of them have experienced hundreds of battles, and some people have come out of the sea of corpses and blood, and have long been used to seeing bloody scenes.
On the other side, Justice Xin, who was standing with the peak master of Wangtian Peak, also turned a little ugly. Changyang really doesn't know what to do, just a mere disciple of Yuandan, dare to disobey my orders, hum."
Xin Bing also frowned slightly, looking at Jian Chen with displeased eyes.
"This Changyang is really more and more to my stomach." The white-haired Wangtian Peak Peak Master said with a smile, looking at Jian Chen's eyes, his admiration was undisguised.
"Changyang, don't stop quickly, this battle, you must lose." Gong Gongxin once again sent a voice transmission to Jian Chen, this time, his tone became sharper.
However, Jian Chen turned a deaf ear to his voice transmission. He stepped in front of Wen Cheng, grabbed the collar on Wen Cheng's chest with one hand, and stared coldly at Wen Cheng, whose face had turned pale as paper because of the severe pain. Binghan said coldly: "Wencheng, I don't have much hatred with you, but you should never, never think of my little junior sister badly, this is what you got for your blasphemous heart towards my little junior sister. End." As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen raised his hand and slapped Wen Cheng in the face.
PS: Chapter 2. (To be continued)