The sunflower shines!
The Moon Shadow Sword was raised slightly, and Xiao Chen waved out a wisp of purple condensed sword energy, which was the first move of the Wukui sword technique that incorporated the artistic conception of thunder. (learn ww)
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 bloody sword energy, there was an unparalleled killing intent, which cut the purple sword energy that Xiao Chen had wielded into nothingness.
Kill 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. Wisps of bloody sword energy followed some strange frequency in the field, undulating like the sea.
The terrifying intention of killing filled the entire arena, making people tremble in their hearts and go straight to their hearts.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
Turning on the wind boots under his feet, Xiao Chen moved around in the shadow of swords in the sky, dancing with his long sword, splitting the flying sword energy one by one.
Each sword shadow looks like 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 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 today's 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. They are neither fish nor fodder, and it is difficult to have real practical effects."
"Look at the endless shadows of swords 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 art and couldn't help but start to worry about Xiao Chen.
Hua Yunfei's figure was hidden in the shadows of these swords, and he would attack with sharp swords from time to time, which was 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 went.
Faced with these sword shadows that followed him like shadows, were endless, and appeared out of nowhere, Xiao Chen had no way of avoiding them completely. He could only try his best to prevent his vital parts from getting hurt.
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, encompassing the heaven and 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 in the sky and under the sky from all directions, and at the same time 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 felt the pattern of the sword shadow's movement, 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 immediately became demonic.
The mark of the bloody 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 energy formed by the Wu Kui sacred tree.
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 bloody sword tightly in his hand and said in disbelief: "How can you understand the artistic conception of killing?"
Continuous explosions blasted violent air currents in the air, and the railings around the ring were immediately shattered into pieces.
Xiao Chen's hair danced lightly, his white robe fluttered, and he smiled softly: "Who stipulated that only you can understand the artistic conception of killing."
Anger broke Wu Kui!
The alternating purple and red sword energy, with the violent intention of thunder and the murderous offensive energy, passed through the endless air waves and shot towards Hua Yunfei rapidly.
Two sword flowers emerged from the wrist of the long sword. Hua Yunfei gathered the red light scattered in the sky on the sword body. He sent the sword tip forward, and a little red light suddenly appeared, just touching the top of the sword energy.
Zizz!
The two artistic conceptions clashed fiercely in the air, refusing to give in to each other, making crackling sounds, and there were waves of bloody ripples in the air, but the artistic conceptions rushed towards them.
boom!
When the confrontation between the two artistic conceptions reached its peak, a sound of thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, and a flash of lightning suddenly shot out from the alternating purple and red sword energy.
Hua Yunfei's power of artistic conception was suddenly broken, and his body quickly dodged backwards, but the sword energy still passed through his right shoulder, leaving a bloody hole the size of a fingertip.
It turns out that he just fought with the pure killing conception, and the thunder conception was not used at all, Hua Yunfei thought with some shock in his heart.
"Compared with my artistic conception, you are still far behind. No matter what ancient martial arts you have, give it to me, break it!"
Xiao Chen jumped slightly, and the figure quickly flashed over. The murderous concept was fully integrated into the thunder concept. The sword light was swung, and Hua Yunfei was killed with only the power to parry.
The situation in the field suddenly reversed. Xiao Chen's figure danced, and wisps of alternating purple and red sword energy easily crushed Hua Yunfei's various killing moves.
Blood Shadow Slash!
break!
A sea of blood and a mountain of corpses!
break!
Blood shines in the mountains and rivers!
break!
You have thousands of tricks, my two major artistic conceptions, the thunder and killing fusion, can break it with one sword! break! break! break!
Hua Yunfei vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and all three major killing moves were broken by Xiao Chen's sword. The surging power beat Hua Yunfei back steadily like an overwhelming force.
Ding!
The ferocious power rolled in again, and the long sword in Hua Yunfei's hand was immediately knocked away. Xiao Chen stepped forward and swung his palm with a fierce stamp on Hua Yunfei's chest, knocking him away.
His body slid quickly on the ring and soon fell to the edge of the ring. Hua Yunfei's face turned pale and he tried to struggle to stand up.
There was a sudden chill on the neck, but Xiao Chen dodged over and put the tip of the knife on it. Xiao Chen said softly with an expressionless face: "Hua Yunfei, you are defeated!"
"I didn't lose. How could I lose to a loser like you? I could have easily crushed you with just one finger. This is absolutely impossible."
Hua Yunfei pulled out the long knife from his neck, stood up, and threw himself at Xiao Chen without any clues.
"act recklessly!"
Xiao Chen kicked him directly in the face. The huge force kicked Hua Yunfei's body into the air and flipped him upside down several times, landing head first on the ground outside the ring.
"He wins again, Xiao Chen wins again, who can end him!"
"Hua Yunfei's strength is considered to be the top among the martial arts. He has mastered ancient martial arts. I am afraid that ordinary martial kings can easily kill him, but he still lost in the hands of Xiao Chen. How many trump cards does Xiao Chen have?"
"I think the killing concept is his last trump card, but even if he knows it, it's still difficult to deal with!"
Another overwhelming victory made the crowd completely excited. Some people even firmly believed that Xiao Chen could defeat all opponents in succession.
Today, on the rooftop, there is a series of battles. Whether the opponent is a person from the Holy Land or a genius from a famous family, no one is mediocre.
But Xiao Chen overwhelmingly defeated the opponent without exception. With this kind of strength, even if he lost the next few games, his talent and strength were beyond doubt.
As long as they can escape this disaster, they will surely rise in the future, and when the time comes, the aristocratic family will truly be like a floating cloud in their eyes.
Among the thousands of miles of clouds in the sky, Nangong Lie looked at the scene on the rooftop and said with a faint smile: "It seems that this kid may be able to escape without us taking action."
Yingyue's eyes moved and she said softly: "Now it depends on the people in the Holy Land. These aristocratic families may really not be able to hold him back."
On the rostrum, the faces of several aristocratic elders were a little ugly. They wanted to move but did not dare to move, and they felt extremely aggrieved.
The great elder of the Jianlan Sect said softly: "Chaoyun, you have some confidence in facing this boy."
Chu Chaoyun carried a long sword on his back and smiled softly: "The victory or defeat is only within one move, what do you think, elder?"
"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. Isn't this Xiao Chen 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 proud and arrogant people. From childhood to adulthood, they have all enjoyed the spotlight. With various halos above their heads, they have never been so underestimated.
Boom boom boom!
Three powerful momentums soared into the sky, a starlight shone brightly, and countless stars shone, which was Ji Changkong's starry conception.
A piercing chill, bone-chilling cold light, endless cold air permeated the sky, but it was the icy artistic conception of Duanmu Qing's peak.
A soft and warm ray of moonlight shone 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, and 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 huge 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.
At the pinnacle of the Dragon and Tiger Body Shaping Technique, Xiao Chen's pure strength can reach 100,000 kilograms with a casual blow, 150,000 kilograms with a full-strength blow, and can reach 200,000 kilograms with a full-strength blow.
More importantly, this force can be freely controlled and operated perfectly.
With one kick, the energy and strength were blended together, and he stepped 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 continued to spread, and the other arenas on the school grounds were torn apart by the cracks and immediately shattered into pieces.
The kilometer-long school field was shaking non-stop, shaking the surrounding auditoriums as well.
The shaking continued for a while and then slowly stopped. 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 Duan Muqing and the others, and their sharp edges swept forward.
"Now, do I have the qualifications to let the three of you go together?"
Xiao Chen said in a calm tone. On top of his scabbard-like handsomeness, his sharp edge was revealed, like a peerless sword unsheathed. He just wanted to find someone to test how sharp this sword was.
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.
This happened again and again, so Xiao Chen was really fed up, and now he just wanted to have a good fight and give it his all.
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."