"Three moves! If you can resist my three moves without dying, I will lose." Jian Chen looked at Mang Shatian indifferently, and said domineeringly.
As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, the entire stands let out exclamations of surprise, especially Jian Gu's side, which was completely ignited by Jian Chen's domineering enthusiasm and hissed.
"Jian Chen, I will definitely make you pay for these words."
Mang Shatian didn't expect Jian Chen to be so arrogant, he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded, like a poisonous snake, he stared at Jian Chen firmly, said with gritted teeth, the murderous look in his eyes made people shudder.
"Resist my three moves, and then talk big."
The corners of Jian Chen's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of coldness. The aura on his body suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption. His whole body was like a sword drawn out of its sheath. It was extremely sharp, and the terrifying momentum of the sword made the sky change color.
Feeling the fierce aura emanating from Jian Chen, the hairs all over Mang Shatian's body stood up uncontrollably, smelling a strong sense of danger.
"The wind and the clouds!"
At the start of the match, Jian Chen's body was sprayed with perfect sword power, and a fierce sword wind blew up, sweeping towards Mang Shatian.
"Python Heavenly Halberd Slash!"
The sword shadow like a storm came, and Mang Shatian fused with the soul beast without hesitation. While improving his strength, he held Fang Tian's painted halberd and slashed down heavily.
The halberd shadow filled with powerful strength and soul power turned into a hovering serpent, blasting into the sword wind, trying to forcefully tear the sword wind apart with its attack power.
"broken!"
The two soul skills collided together, and the wind of the sword tore apart the Python Heavenly Halberd Slash like a turbulent cloud. The terrifying sword power caused a large number of sword marks to appear in the air, which was extremely spectacular.
"not good!"
Mang Shatian didn't expect Jian Chen's attack power to be so terrifying, he directly tore into pieces the Python Heavenly Halberd Slash, and decisively changed his moves. The mighty Fang Tian's Halberd danced quickly, like a group of snakes dancing wildly, resisting the wind and cloud-like sword Wind attack.
"Second move, blowing blood with one sword!"
When Mang Shatian tried his best to defuse the sword wind, Jian Chen used the second move.
The whole body merged with the Eight Fierce Swords in his hand, turning into a sword shadow with extremely fine light and condensed light, tearing the air, and piercing Mang Shatian who was fully wielding Fang Tian's painted halberd with his sword. I'm going to die!"
Feeling that Jian Chen's sword was filled with a strong breath of death, Mang Shatian's potential was fully stimulated. He held Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly with both hands, and the rolling soul power merged into the painting halberd. past.
"call out!"
An ear-piercing sound of piercing the air resounded, Jian Chen's attack speed soared suddenly, and the sword shadow condensed with perfect sword momentum flew out, and before Fang Tian's painted halberd fell, it pierced through his defense and pierced his forehead.
"Boom!"
Mang Shatian's head exploded, and the bloody corpse fell heavily to the ground.
In just two moves, Jian Chen instantly killed Mang Shatian, a top genius in the Snake Domain and a first-level Rebel Beast King.
Chapter 420: Peerless Twins
"Jian Chen, you are too deceitful. My Snake Valley and your Sword Valley do not interfere with each other. Why did you kill my Snake Valley genius Mang Shatian? Could it be that your Sword Valley is going to be an enemy of my Snake Valley?"
Mang Shatian is the future pillar of Shegu. His death had a great impact on Shegu. Seeing the scene of Mang Shatian lying in a pool of blood, Mang Hanche could only feel his heart bleeding. He stared angrily at the arrogant Jian Chen. growled loudly.
"Skills are not as good as people, and if you die, you will die."
Jian Chen, who was fusing the power of luck, opened his eyes, glanced indifferently at Mang Hanche who was on the verge of going berserk, and responded coldly.
"Well said!" Xue Qinglan, who was furious in his heart, finally found a chance to fight back, stood up, and said loudly: "I remember someone said just now that if his disciple of Shegu died, he would never chatter and refuse to forgive, why? But this time he took his own words as nonsense, which really corrected a sentence, a bitch is hypocritical."
"you… "
Hearing Jian Chen's indifferent answer and Xue Qinglan's counterattack, Mang Hanche's lungs were about to explode, and his old face turned from white to blue, from blue to purple, and from purple to black.
"Han Che, calm down." Looking at Mang Han Che who was furious and furious, Bing Qingchuan, who had an ugly face, immediately sent a voice transmission: "Let them be arrogant for a while, sooner or later they will cry."
"good!"
Thinking of Xi Mozong's plan, Mang Hanche had no choice but to hold back the anger in his heart, and angrily sat back on his seat, panting heavily.
"Yuntong, it's your turn to appear on the stage. If Xue Xinyue doesn't admit defeat, she must seize the limited time and kill her with all her strength, and continue to deal a heavy blow to Piaomiaoshan."
Bing Qingchuan told Bing Yuntong beside him through sound transmission, who was tall and exuded a unique temperament, Bing Yuntong, who had no expression on his glamorous face.
"Don't worry, Great Elder, she will definitely die!"
After finishing speaking, Bing Yuntong stood up slowly, her slender legs exerted force suddenly, like a dancing white butterfly, it landed gracefully on the arena.
"Xinyue, don't feel burdened. If you are really lost, immediately admit defeat. Don't try to be brave." Xue Tianchi said via voice transmission.
"Even if I lose, I will make her pay a certain price."
Xue Xinyue took a deep breath and swallowed the blood that Ye Chenfeng gave her. Immediately, a large amount of blood permeated her body, rapidly increasing her strength.
When she felt that she possessed the strength of a first-level Rebel Beast King for a short time, Miaoman's body flew up into the air, drew an afterimage in midair, and landed on the arena.
Looking at the two fairy-like peerless beauties with stunning looks and enchanting figures, many disciples were overwhelmed by their beauty, shouted loudly, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly enthusiastic.
"Let me see if Bishui Xian's song is as powerful as in the legend."
Xue Xinyue looked at it full of fighting intent, holding a harp with both hands, neither happy nor sad on his face, Bing Yuntong, who showed no expression, took out a long sword of low-grade heavenly weapon level, and waited for the match to start.