Here is Yan Hong gritted his teeth, and there is Luo Xingchen burning coldly. One is about sixty years into the cultivation realm, with a proficient swordsmanship, and the other is a year or two of comprehension of swordsmanship, and he has just made a fledgling!
It seemed that it was a battle with a settled ending.
Luo Xingchen was not in a hurry, still holding the sword tightly, his heart calm, condensing spiritual energy and sword intent.
But seeing Yan Hong took out a two-zhang sword, and as soon as it appeared, he broke the ground directly!
"boom!"
The violent air current swept all over them, he stepped away, wielding a broad knife, and violently slashed towards Luo Xingchen. A blade of light, about a hundred meters long, was earth-shaking, and his breath crushed Qi Lin and the other powerhouses present. !
"Crack!"
The earth cracked again, forming a huge mouth of several meters. Fortunately, this impeccable sword palace stretched for hundreds of miles, and it was the scale of a secondary force.
If this battle took place in Cangmeng or the like, it would have ruined the foundation long ago!
This knife slashed through the space, and an arc of light flew out, pressing strongly against Luo Xingchen's body.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were cold, his steps moved, and he suddenly jumped away, turning into a sharp shadow to shuttle away, with a sword pointed at Yan Hong's wrist with a sword!
"laugh!"
With a sharp sword, the sword qi flew into a straight line, and blasted out with a destructive force. Yan Hong did not hurry, frowned, stepped indifferently to dodge, shifted his position, and jumped from the side, from above. To the next, slash it again with a knife!
This time the speed is obviously faster, so fast that it is difficult to dodge most spirit seal realms!
Luo Xingchen gave a violent shout, fully condensing spiritual energy into the acupuncture points all over the body, their bodies exuded a strong silver-white light, this is the pattern of the abyss level approaching perfection, every time it is used, it will consume a lot of physical energy!
Luo Xingchen drew away again, and this knife smashed down. Needless to say, the ground had already been lifted off, and the rubble was shattered into a smoky ruin, and the thunderous sound was deafening!
The horrible sword intent is really well-deserved!
Luo Xingchen moved this time, and it was a hundred meters away in an instant!
His speed has reached a level that ordinary people can't match.
If the Lingtu Realm is at war with him, I'm afraid it will be obliterated in an instant!
Several disciples of Wuwei Daodian all looked at Luo Xingchen with horrified eyes, and their heartbeats accelerated!
Their faces were solemn, and they had to admit that they were no different from a trash at Luo Xingchen's age.
"What a terrible kid," a young man lowered his voice, his face gloomy, and there was a sense of fear in his heart, "If he really has a bad heart and enters the new disciple group, I am afraid that everyone will not escape!"
Just as he was talking, he saw Luo Xingchen raising his hands to condense the sword intent. This time, the wind and the soul were all coming out, thousands of sword shadows swept away against the storm, and shot at Yan Hong from a large area with fierce murderous intent. The terrifying murderous aura suppressed everyone's breath!
Qi Lin looked at Luo Xingchen with a calm gaze, but his eyes couldn't help trembling slightly. It didn't matter if he was severely injured, the arm holding the sword was shaking at this moment.
He was amazed and mad, he has been working hard and never slacking off.
Up to now, he has the power to obliterate the early stage of the Ling Yin realm. However, Luo Xingchen's realm is equal to him, but his strength has thrown him away mercilessly. He seems to be farther and farther away from Luo Xingchen!
Now, Qi Lin is holding the sword, and he really wants to shout in his heart: Luo Xingchen, you are my master!
However, he was unwilling to speak. He frowned, with arrogance. His pride comes from nature. Even if Luo Xingchen's strength crushes him and his talent is far superior to him, he is still unwilling to lag behind. His Dao heart is surprisingly rare. stable.
Repeated defeats can only make him stronger.
At this time, Luo Xingchen had fought Yan Hong for dozens of rounds. Although he was passive and oppressed by Yan Hong's strength, he was not injured. He has been dodge calmly, looking for opportunities!
And his sword intent was cut out again and again, not only did not show the slightest consumption, on the contrary, it became more and more courageous as the battle became more and more powerful, and the phantom of his sword intent became larger and more powerful.
The disciples of the Immaculate Sword Hall, one by one, had a stern face, and couldn't help but go mad.
"Why is he still undefeated! How old and talented he is, he is still a thousand miles away from Brother Yan Hong! Impossible!"
A red-faced young man felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"His kendo skills turned out to be much better than the sword skills. Didn't he lie to us! It took him only six days to comprehend those sword techniques?"
Some people have begun to doubt life.
"Senior Brother Yan, you don't need your strongest means to crush him, come on!"
A young man gritted his teeth and snarled, his voice was small, but he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
However, Yan Hong continued to use his sword intent to launch attacks, but he was getting heavier and heavier.
He seemed to have underestimated Luo Xingchen all the time, and he couldn't think of Luo Xingchen's combat experience, so sophisticated.
It seems that Luo Xingchen's sword intent has been increasing, but his face is not red and his heart is not beating, he is calm and relaxed, but Yan Hong, because of continuous physical exertion, his breathing is a bit disordered!
"Ah! Baltimore!"
Yan Hong was so angry that he immediately rose from the ground, leaping tens of meters high in the air, and a blade of light fell from the sky, splitting into hundreds of sharp auras, directly blasting the ground within hundreds of meters, dusty and misty. .
And Luo Xingchen happened to be within the range of their attack. With this blow, it fell in a straight line, and the speed was too fast to be judged, let alone dodge!
When hundreds of sword lights fell over the sky, Luo Xingchen hadn't escaped yet.
I saw the dust flying but no one. Could it be that Luo Xingchen was just killed
"Huh... This dog is finally dead, making you arrogant!"
A young man thumped his fist excitedly, dripping with joy.
However, just when these disciples thought that Luo Xingchen was buried in Battamara, when the smoke cleared, they saw a stubborn figure slowly stepping out, although the body was shaking and swaying, although it was scarred, Blood dripping, that gaze pierced everyone, but everyone shuddered!
"Damn, are you still human?"
A young man had a distorted face and took a sip, almost crazy!
Yan Hong stared at Luo Xingchen dumbfounded, and was dumb for a long time before spitting out a few words: "How is it possible?"
He himself knew that they were slashing the ground and attacking from a close range. They were invincible. He didn't know how many powerful opponents were all killed by one blow, but Luo Xingchen came out alive, and it seemed that he was still alive. There is room for it!
Luo Xingchen glanced at Yan Hong with a provocative look of arrogance, as if to say, come again!
"Crack!"
Yan Hong gripped the knuckles of the knife and made a loud noise, his entire face was terribly gloomy!
"Luo Xingchen, I have to admit, you're enchanting!
However, based on your current strength, I still don't believe that you are qualified to participate in the Saint Child Ranking Tournament on behalf of Wuwei Daodian!
In order not to embarrass you, I still tried my best to solve you!
No matter what the punishment is, I admit it! "
boom!
At this moment, Yan Hong finally released all his three totems, and the powerful aura crushed everyone!
In the spirit seal realm, the triple spirit seals can be condensed. Blade's Edge Continent is not too much. Yan Hong also has arrogant capital!
Now, he is in the late stage of the Spirit Seal Realm, and with the power of the totem superimposed, he can face the Spirit Seal Realm to completion.
"I have spent decades and realized my unique black wind sword intent. If this sword can't kill you, I will withdraw from the Palace of Incomplete Blades, and never admit that I am a sword repairer!
Yan Hong sneered, with a strong confidence, he appeared to be full of heads, and then, in the air, there seemed to be waves of particles pouring in their blades, and a silver-white knife began to become dark and terrible.
A gust of wind blew around, and Yan Hong's clothes were blown.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were calm, smiled indifferently, and began to accumulate energy, a series of milky white light spots poured in their swords, splitting the soul, and cutting the wind!
From his chest, a cloud of golden light gushed out, enveloping his whole body, and the ancient pressure directly covered the power of Yan Hong's three-fold spiritual seal.
At this moment, he is the overbearing king, his divine body, deterring everything!
The power of the physical body skyrocketed violently, and with it, Luo Xingchen's realm seemed to be climbing, the peak of the spiritual map realm, the consummation!
Both internal and external strengths skyrocketed, and these auras began to vibrate and compress repeatedly at the hilt.
The magical skill of stacking explosion was once again fused with sword intent and displayed.
"You have the triple spiritual seal? I despise all coercion! You have the later stage of the spiritual seal realm? My sword intent will break everything!"
"Split the soul and cut the wind, kill Wanjun!"
Luo Xingchen yelled and took the lead in attacking, slashed out with a sword, the space shook, and the air flow flew!
His red-golden eyes were filled with terrifying blood, like a wild beast, roaring the world!
The long sword shoots out a huge sword shadow, covering the sky and the sun, covering a hundred feet!
Yan Hong also gritted his teeth and swung the knife out. Suddenly, a dark sword glow, with the power to devour life, strangled towards Luo Xingchen.
At this moment, the sword shadow fell and collided with the pitch-black sword light, like two giant dragons fighting in the sky!
They swallowed each other, one after another, fighting for a long time, and finally exploded completely!
A burst of qi bounced around, and Luo Xingchen's body flew backwards, and Yan Hong flew backwards. Everyone, hundreds of meters away, was all lifted off. Here, it seems to have become Random wind field!
"Boom boom boom..."
One after another, his body fell and he vomited blood. Among them, Luo Xingchen and Yan Hong were the most injured!
"puff-"
Yan Hong spouted a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, and his eyes were cracked.
Luo Xingchen swallowed the blood forcibly, and then stubbornly got up from the ground.
"Shoo!"
Several figures landed, Luo Tian, Shen Lei, Ling Feng Lingying, Qing'er, and finally Yue Wushuang.
"Stars—"
A miserable howl broke the eardrum.
All the disciples of Wuwei Daodian are surprised, this is Luo Xingchen's mother-in-law
The next moment, Yue Wushuang rushed up with tears in her arms, hugged Luo Xingchen, crying in melancholy.
Luo Xingchen also hugged him, coughed lightly, and barely squeezed out a smile: "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"
The two embraced, one laughed miserably, and the other wept.
"Puff... Haha... Luo Xingchen, unexpectedly, you have such a strong taste! Old lady, you like it, I admire you so much!"
A young man was poked and laughed, and suddenly lost his demeanor and laughed.
This laughter is really harsh.
"boom!"
Luo Tian couldn't help but said that the four spiritual seals burst out in an instant, and the dragon and the tiger contended for glory. This coercion shocked the young man's bones and his expression was shocked. Zhang Huang was lost and desperately wanted to escape!
However, Luo Tian came first and pulled out the Dragon Yin Sword. The sound of the dragon roar shocked everyone, tearing the young man’s eardrums, and the terrifying power spread all over his body. He was forcibly torn apart by a five-clawed golden dragon. No bones left!
Luo Xingchen scanned the people indifferently, extremely cold.
"She is my wife. Who dares to insult her, I will let you go to the Yan Luo Temple, and you will all tremble!"
Saying this calmly, everyone was silent, chilling all over, trying to laugh, but they couldn't laugh anymore.
"call out!"
A sharp blade flew down from the sky, splitting the earth and shaking it everywhere.
A gorgeous figure descended, and the young man stood with his hand in his hand, full of vigor. He is not Emperor Qiong, but his aura is not weaker than Yan Hong!
After he arrived, he glanced at Yan Hong coldly, with anger, and said: "Yan Hong, just released you from Blade's Edge last month, you still don't know how to repent. You are my penalty palace. Lord, doesn't it exist?"
This person, named Hexiao, is the same generation as Emperor Qiong, and ranks second in the Palace of Wuque Swordsman!
Yan Hong's heart was ashamed, and at this moment even the courage to stand up was gone.
His eyes were hollow and he was hit by such a devastating blow. He was frustrated, but he was too late to regret.
"Haha... It's a great show, it's a great show, I can't think of Mu Yuanji, I missed it!"
Shoo...
In a blink of an eye, dozens of figures descended on this ruin, one by one arrogantly awe-inspiring. Among them was a middle-aged man with a strong aura, who was a strong person in the Spirit Abyss!
He Xiao stared at the group of visitors in astonishment, and said coldly: "Huh, Mu Yuanji, Young Master Shenyuan Pavilion, what are you doing here?"
"Heh." The young man had a beautiful face, with a trace of evil in his lips, and said indifferently: "I want to challenge the Emperor Qiong. I don't know if he hasn't fought for three years. He is still not my opponent. Where is the Emperor Qiong? Let him go. come out!"
"If you want to see my senior, you pass me first!"
"boom!"
Hexiao released the triple spiritual seal, the spiritual image realm is perfect, unstoppable, all totems, all nine-day cranes, feathers white, dazzling!
"Boom!"
Mu Yuanji flew up and kicked towards Hexiao, his body burned with blood phantom, it was a Linglong, and at the same time the four spiritual imprints were released, four green trees rose up, and this foot carried a million Jun Gravity kicked Hexiao directly, and Hexiao immediately vomited blood. It took a lot of effort to stand still, and his face was pale, looking at Mu Yuanji in amazement, a little shocked.
"Hexiao? You deserve to be against me? I'll say it again, let the Emperor Qiong roll out. He won't know that I'm coming, so he will be a tortoise with a shrunken head!"
Mu Yuan glanced at Hexiao indifferently, nothing other than contempt.
"presumptuous!"
Thousands of feet away, a figure flashed up, dressed in a blouse, tattooed with a tiger, and descended to Mu Yuanji's body, and said coldly: "Mu Yuanji! Go back to your Shenyuan Pavilion, let's not make trouble! "
"Haha, Palace Master Chu, the old man is about to learn about your overwhelming palm!"
The dark old man behind Mu Yuanji stepped out calmly, slowly condensing a cyan ball of light between his fingers.
"Uncle Chu, it's been a long time since I saw you. The younger generation just wants to come and compete with Emperor Qiong. This kind of humanity, you shouldn't stop it!"
Mu Yuanji held a fist at Chu Tingxuan, seeming to be respectful, but in fact he was oppressing with words.
Chu Tingxuan said with a sullen face: "Emperor Qiong has gone out to perform the task. I can't come back temporarily. I want to challenge him. Let's do it another day!"
"Oh, sure enough, is it still a tortoise with a shrunken head?" Mu Yuanji shook his head with his arms folded, revealing a look of disappointment.
Afterwards, he scanned everyone present, including Yan Hong with hollow eyes and He Xiao who was seriously injured. He smiled contemptuously and felt a little bored.
As for Luo Xingchen, he didn't see how Yan Hong was injured. Luo Xingchen's weak cultivation base in the middle of the spiritual realm, he just glanced indifferently, and didn't even look at it.
At this time, Mu Yuanji pouted his mouth and thought for a long time before finally saying: "I am so disappointed. The only person who is qualified to be my opponent is not here! Forget it, I still have a group of cousins, and I can't wait to think about it. To practice your hands, everyone here, the younger generation, who can stand up and compete with them?"
Behind Mu Yuanji, an unruly young man with his nostrils turned into the sky, took a few steps with his head held high, and looked at the people indifferently, then shook his head again and again with sarcasm.
"It's not decent, is it all rubbish?"
"Who else is there? Isn't there no one in the Palace of Incomplete Blades, except the Emperor Qiong?"
The jealous young people of Shenyuan Pavilion, arrogantly and playfully, are very casual.
In the Palace of Infinite Blade, a few very young figures descended once again, each of which was above the middle stage of the Spirit Seal Realm.
"Heh, almost all the ten core disciples of Wuque Dao Palace are here?"
Mu Yuanji shook his pu fan and strolled in the garden without paying attention.
Afterwards, Chen Feng, Su Ming, Qi Han, You Junying and his wife all descended here.
The young people of Shenyuan Pavilion glanced at them, and suddenly laughed again and again.
"Haha... Sure enough, there is no one, the ignorant junior, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are here, interesting, interesting!"
They laughed so loudly and arrogantly.
"Ka!" Su Ming said with a calm face, gritted his teeth and sipped: "Who do you think is the old, weak, sick and disabled!"
Qi Han calmly took his hand and remained silent.
"I'm talking about you, you, you, all of you, including the so-called ten core disciples, oh, yes, I almost forgot, He Xiao was kicked by my elder brother, and this half-dead Yan Hong, No, there are seven more. As for you, don’t you go home and have milk?"
It was another arrogant young man who stood up and did not hesitate to mock himself.
Su Ming's face turned blue, and the other few people's faces were also cold.
"Cough cough..." At this time, Luo Xingchen gently held Yue Wushuang, and couldn't help coughing up blood again.
"Hey, I'm going, this is, and this hobby, quack..."
There was another roar of laughter, glancing at Luo Xingchen, as if glancing at a weird plaything!
Yue Wushuang's tears dripped down, painful, and tears stained all over her trembling body.
These words about her appearance, once heard, she was seriously injured, like a knife cut in her flesh, which made her unforgettable!
Luo Xingchen held her calmly, wiping the blood on the corners of his mouth, and whispered, "Don't listen to these wild dogs barking."
"Hi... Bastard, are you tired of life?"
Several young people gritted their teeth, their eyes were red, they lowered their voices, and shouted angrily.
Luo Xingchen slowly released Yue Wushuang, closed his eyes, and slowly circulated Nirvana...