Nine figures overlapped in the air, and the murderous aura that disappeared suddenly erupted in an instant, overwhelming the entire arena, leaving no one to hide. (learn.ou.m)
It only made Luo Li feel that he was so close to death for the first time. Excluding Shengwei, he was just a top genius, and his strength was close to Duanmu Qing and others, maybe even a little worse.
At this moment, the Holy Power failed, causing his heart to become completely confused. Coupled with the flood of murderous intent, he immediately became helpless.
The snow-white blade suddenly lit up with a bright pillar of light, and it was inserted ten centimeters from Luo Li's heart.
This was because Xiao Chen was holding back, otherwise this knife could directly penetrate into the opponent's heart.
On the red robe, the big Suzaku bird embroidered with gold thread suddenly lit up with a golden light. The bright golden light stopped Xiao Chen's knife tip from inserting.
It is actually a secret treasure. The people in the Holy Land are really generous. Even the outer disciples have a defensive secret treasure, Xiao Chen thought to himself.
Luo Li's pale face immediately regained its luster, and he laughed and said: "I almost forgot, you can't hurt me because of the secret treasure among my friends. This robe is an imitation of the ancient secret treasure, the Golden Thread Jade Clothes."
"But it's useless to tell you. I'm afraid the bumpkin from the lower realm doesn't even know what a secret treasure is, hahaha!"
Ignorance, the people in the Holy Land were so ignorant, Xiao Chen was speechless. With a thought in his heart, a trace of the murderous mood on the bloody throne quickly flowed out.
Luo Li's smile soon froze, and a red light suddenly appeared on the dazzling purple blade.
With a scoff, the tip of the knife easily pierced his robe, and blood gushed out from the wound.
Luo Li grabbed the blade with his hand and said in a panic: "How could I be injured? The bumpkin from the lower world actually hurt me."
"one move!"
Xiao Chen quickly withdrew the long knife, and drops of blood on the tip of the knife fell on the ring.
boom!
He raised his right foot slightly, and then stepped down hard. After completing the Dragon and Tiger Body Shaping Technique at its peak, Xiao Chen used all his physical strength for the first time.
On the surface of the arena made of cold iron, countless cracks appeared in an instant. The cracks expanded rapidly, and then countless pieces of cold iron were blasted into the sky.
The huge force sent Luo Li's body flying up uncontrollably, his face turned pale and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
The force of this kick is a hundred thousand kilograms. If it hits the opponent's chest head-on, it will be enough to smash the opponent's internal organs and directly kill him with serious injuries.
"For this third move, I will slap you back. You are not qualified to say whether Tiandao Pavilion is a waste. As for you, if you throw away the Suzaku Martial Spirit, you are a waste."
On the rostrum, Luo Huang's face changed slightly, he tiptoed, and turned into a stream of red light that flew towards him quickly, and shouted: "Stop!"
Xiao Chen was too lazy to pay attention to him, and stood up directly and put a palm mark on Luo Li's chest. Luo Li's body suddenly shot backwards like a cannonball.
Luo Huang took Luo Li's body in the air, but he didn't expect that the strength attached to Luo Li's body was so fierce, as if he was reaching out to catch a mountain peak.
There was a muffled sound above the chest, and the body jumped up and quickly spun in the air, trying to relieve the force.
"good!"
This time, many warriors in the audience no longer suppressed their inner excitement, and they all shouted loudly.
There were many warriors who had gone up before, but they were all slapped away by Luo Li, and then he used extremely humiliating words.
There were many people holding their breath, wanting to step forward and deliver this palm, but they had no strength and could only hold it in their hearts.
Xiao Chen's palm and those words simply spoke to the bottom of their hearts, releasing the pent-up energy in their hearts extremely freely.
On the podium, Liu Ruyue looked at Xiao Chen, who was wearing a white robe flying in the wind, with an unspeakable smile in his eyes.
On the tea table not far away, Yun Kexin, also dressed in white, looked at Xiao Chen in the field.
A faint smile appeared on her delicate face, and she said softly: "This is the edge that a swordsman should have. No matter what holy land it is, if you insult me and humiliate me, I will repay you tenfold and a hundredfold."
Above the clouds 10,000 meters above the sky, a golden warship floats quietly above it. The golden flag on the bow of the ship is flying in the wind. It is the huge flagship of the Yulong Legion.
On the deck, Princess Yingyue, who was wearing golden battle armor and had a peerless appearance, was playing with a wooden statue.
The woman depicted on the statue is wearing a long red dress, which is very lifelike. Especially the pair of smart eyes, which completely bring the whole statue to life, showing the exquisite carving skills of the sculptor.
Let it no longer be a dead thing, but a peerless woman who seems to be able to come back to life at any time.
The woman engraved on the statue is none other than Princess Yingyue herself. Yingyue smiled softly and said, "Not bad. There are homework assignments every month, and they are indeed different."
Nangong Lie, who was not far away, said with a deep smile on his face: "This boy has unintentionally done us a big favor this time. The myth of the Holy Land may become a joke."
Yingyue put away her smile, folded the statue with her palms, looked through the endless clouds, taking in the situation above the school grounds, and murmured: "There is no real myth in this world, but this time, he It really helped us a lot.”
In the remote back mountain of the Lingyun Mountains, where the Well of Samsara is located, eight old men in red robes were carefully inspecting the seals in the well.
The expression of the leading old man suddenly changed, and he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the rooftop.
The ninth elder of Tiandao Pavilion who was following him asked cautiously: "Elder Luo, what happened?"
The ninth elder couldn't help but feel nervous. The old man in front of him was the sixth-ranked inner elder of Fengqing Palace.
Speaking within the inner sect already carries a certain weight, far beyond what the elders from the outer sect can compare to. His cultivation level is even more unfathomable. This person is mainly responsible for the repair of the seal this time.
Elder Luo withdrew his gaze, a trace of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, the seal is much better than I thought. This time, maybe we can completely fill the space crack, even if it can't be filled. Within a hundred years, Tiandao Pavilion won’t have to worry about evil calamity.”
On the Tiantai campus, Luo Huang finally lost his strength and landed firmly on the ground. He put Luo Li down gently and looked at Xiao Chen angrily.
"Friend, the attack is a bit too harsh. I have already told you to stop." Luo Huang's eyes were cold and he said with a gloomy expression.
It's really ridiculous. Now that I know that I shot too hard and shouted stop, Luo Li hurt so many people before, why didn't he shout stop? In your eyes, we are no longer human beings because of our emotions.
Xiao Chen responded calmly: "My skills are inferior to those of others, so why bother talking more."
Luo Huang laughed coldly and said in a cold voice: "You are so skilled that you are inferior to others, so I will beat you to death now, will you have nothing to say?"
Sensing the murderous intent of the other party, Xiao Chen moved his body back slightly, adjusted his body's condition to the extreme, and said softly: "You can't do it, you are so much stronger than him, the Holy Power is useless to me, in my case In my eyes, you are just ordinary martial arts masters."
"act recklessly!"
Luo Huang turned his palms and retracted, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Murderous aura spurted out from his whole body. The sword light danced and he flew directly towards Xiao Chen with his killing move.
Xiao Chen was not afraid, holding the knife in one hand, he also flew into the air.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The two people passed each other in the air, and they exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. Their weapons collided, and the clanging sound was heard continuously.
After their bodies were separated, the two people quickly turned around and fought together again. Each move became more and more dangerous, leaving no room between strikes.
Knife energy and sword energy shot out everywhere on the ring, and the hard cold iron was riddled with holes in the aftermath of the two men's attacks, and was beyond recognition.
Soon, the arena carefully prepared by Tiandao Pavilion immediately fell into pieces and became devastated, with no smooth place left.
Both of them are warriors who understand the artistic conception. Each move involves violent energy fluctuations between heaven and earth.
Around the battle, there were fires and thunder flashes from time to time.
But Xiao Chen's artistic conception was integrated into his own Qinglong Shengwei, and he had also been baptized by the way of heaven, making him much stronger than his opponent.
After two hundred moves, Luo Huang was gradually at a disadvantage. Xiao Chen took advantage of the victory and pursued it, not wanting to give the opponent a chance to fight. The powerful thunderous artistic conception once again merged into the killing artistic conception.
In the purple sword light, red light suddenly appeared, and the fierce killing intention suddenly made the violent thunder concept become sharp and terrifying.
Bang bang bang!
The long sword was swung three times, destroying the opponent's sword attack completely. Facing Xiao Chen's suddenly stronger sword force, Luo Huang was obviously caught off guard.
He had the upper hand, but his sword power was completely gone, and he suddenly appeared defeated.
Ding!
Xiao Chen knocked away his long sword with one strike, leaned forward suddenly, sheathed the sword, and stamped his palm on the opponent's chest.
Spitting out a large mouthful of blood, Luo Huang's body suddenly flew out of the ring, and the second person in the Holy Land was defeated by Xiao Chen's palm again.
"Senior Brother Luo!" Two female disciples from the Holy Land on the rostrum exclaimed and flew forward to catch Luo Huang's body.
After the two women briefly healed Luo Huang's injuries, they said nothing, took out their swords from their sheaths, flew up to the ring and killed Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said: "If one can't do it, how about two of them together? But what's the use of having more people if they are not strong enough!"
Click!
The Moon Shadow Sword was unsheathed again, and Xiao Chen used the Qinglong Soaring Cloud Technique to activate the Fengxing Boots under his feet.
Originally, his heaven-level movement skills already made him much faster than ordinary warriors.
At this moment, with the addition of Fengxing boots and Qingfeng robe, the speed increased by more than 30%, reaching twice the speed of sound.
On the ring, only a white figure could be seen, floating around, with boundless sword energy appearing and disappearing.
Relying on the advantage of speed, Xiao Chen actually had an overwhelming advantage when fighting one against two, suppressing the two female disciples from the outer sect of Fengqing Palace to the point where they were unable to even backhand.
He could only hold on and deal with Xiao Chen's mysterious attacks. It was a completely one-sided situation. After the hundred moves were over, Xiao Chen once again merged into the killing mood.
The sword moves immediately became more than twice as sharp as before, and the powerful force instantly knocked the swords out of their hands.
Bang bang!
After waving two palm winds, the two female disciples in the Holy Land once again followed suit and were knocked away from the ring by Xiao Chen's palm.
There was deathly silence in the surrounding auditorium, and Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with surprise.
I originally thought that it would be great if Xiao Chen could help them vent their anger, but he defeated four people from the Holy Land in one fell swoop. How powerful this must be.
Not only did these people not expect this, but others on the rostrum also did not expect it. Even Elder Yan's face was full of astonishment, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his brain was short-circuited for a moment.
Although these disciples are all ranked among the top 100 disciples in the outer sect, in the lower realm, they are all top geniuses that are unique among ten thousand. How could they be defeated by one person all at once.
Mu Chengxue, who was on the podium, took a sip of tea, put the cup down leisurely, and looked at Xiao Chen, who was wearing white clothes on the stage.
A playful smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "I like watching people fall from the clouds to the bottom of the valley. The higher you fly, the more painful the fall will be. Today I will throw you to death."
After finishing speaking, in the endless depths of his right eye, the rapidly rotating bronze mirror suddenly stopped rotating, and a white light shot out from the mirror surface through the void.
The white light had no murderous intent, was silent, and had no energy fluctuations at all. Xiao Chen was hit by the white light without even reacting.
The next moment, he was suddenly startled, and the bones in Xiao Chen's face began to change rapidly.
He wanted to stop it, but the strange white light turned Xiao Chen's efforts into nothingness, and he couldn't stop it no matter what he did.
Using the art of transformation, the transformed appearance began to slowly recover.
The originally handsome and ordinary face, except for the fair complexion, turned into a handsome and elegant young man with sharp angles, delicate eyebrows and clear eyes.
The people in the audience were no strangers to this face, because there were wanted portraits of this person posted in every major city in the Qin Dynasty.
Whenever you enter or leave major cities, you will be unconsciously attracted by this huge wanted list.
Many of them have even considered capturing this person and receiving the reward.
On the rostrum, the princes and princesses of major aristocratic families were all familiar with this face. If this person wasn't Xiao Chen, whom they had been looking for for more than a year, who could he be!