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Chapter 403

Under the moonlight, in the peach forest, the geniuses from all sides dispersed automatically, leaving the space to Huo Donglai and Dong Xiaotian.

As a peerless genius of the Nine Swords Sect, Huo Donglai has been very famous in recent years and has long stood at the peak of Yuanwu. He is an invincible existence at the same level and is pushing all directions.

Dong Xiaotian was unknown. If it weren't for standing up for Tao Chunyan tonight, the various sects wouldn't have known that this person would have been there.

Moreover, Qiancao Sect is at the bottom and has low strength, so the people watching the battle are even more optimistic.

"Do you think that kid can handle Huo Donglai's moves?"

"It's estimated that there will be no more than ten moves."

"Where can I use ten moves? I think the battle will end in three moves at most. Huo Donglai is currently angry. This time, the incident is equivalent to being cuckolded and making him lose all his face. He must be extremely angry and will never let the boy of Qiancao Sect live."

The onlookers were talking in a low voice, unanimously optimistic about Huo Donglai.

Tao Chunyan's eyes were as tender as water, staring at the figure, her focused expression made people jealous.

What kind of virtue is Dong Xiaotian? He can win the favor of such a beautiful woman, which is simply enviable and jealous.

The strong wind suddenly rose, and the howling sound accompanied by Huo Donglai's shocking anger turned into a destructive sword light and hovered outside him.

Huo Donglai's long hair was flying, and crystal light flashed on his hair, releasing a great deterrent power, like a god of war looking down on all directions.

At the top of Yuanwu, his strength is terrifying.

Huo Donglai only used five levels of strength, but it made the audience frightened.

"So terrible, I am truly a peerless genius."

"Be calm and confident, looking down on the world, you have developed an invincible belief. If this guy grows up, he will surely be an existence that will shock the ages."

"In this generation, geniuses of various sects emerge. It is hard to say whether he can look down on the ages."

Everyone looked at Huo Donglai, and there were also some jealous eyes in shock.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes were bright. He was like a firm grass, tall in the wind and growing in adversity.

Dong Xiaotian's momentum was rising rapidly, and his cultivation level soared, causing a lot of screams.

"This kid's realm is very strange. It is obviously at the seventh level of Yuanwu, but why has it suddenly soared to the eighth level of Yuanwu? It is still growing?"

"The seventh level and eighth level are not important. In the realm of Yuanwu, the grass martial soul is absolutely impossible to match the beast martial soul."

Huo Donglai's eyes looked like a knife and said coldly: "The Eighth Plate of Yuanwu dares to be arrogant in front of me, so kneel down and die."

Dong Xiaotian said tit-for-tat: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

A flash of lightning, Dong Xiaotian took the lead, and the void exploded instantly, because Dong Xiaotian's speed was too fast.

"Sonic speed! I really couldn't imagine it."

Some master screamed, obviously shocked by Dong Xiaotian's performance.

Huo Donglai's eyes changed slightly, but he was still cold and arrogant.

"roll!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Huo Donglai's sword energy became crazy outside, like a red cloud coming towards him.

Bang, with a sudden sound, the void collapsed, and the figures flowed.

Dong Xiaotian whirled out, his sleeves were broken, and he was injured by the sword energy.

"Don't say that you are talented in the eighth level of Yuanwu, you are the peak of Yuanwu, and you are like a dog in front of me."

Huo Donglai is domineering and arrogant. He has defeated many geniuses over the years. How could he take it seriously if he is just a grass martial soul?

Dong Xiaotian was a little embarrassed and annoyed. Although Huo Donglai was very strong, he was too arrogant.

Ye Mochen, Tie Huajun and Yuan Dongmei of Qiancao Sect were all very angry. This was so cruel that people looked down upon.

"You think you are better than me, do you think you will definitely beat me if you have a higher level than me?"

Dong Xiaotian bounced his right hand and a green sword light surged in the storm, like a mad dragon falling from the sky, with ancient sword patterns flashing all over his body, containing a peerless edge.

Qiancao Sect ranks last among the twelve Xuan-level sects, but it is famous for its swordsmanship.

Most of the disciples of the disciples mainly use swordsmanship, and Dong Xiaotian also practices swordsmanship.

But compared with the Nine Sword Sect, Qiancao Sect’s sword skills are far worse.

"Idiot, Huo Donglai nicknamed Baiyun Sword Master, uses a sword in front of him. Isn't this a show of his apology?"

"Apart from a few sword-breaking techniques, does Qiancao Sect have any unique skills that can be used to make? "

Many people laughed at me and thought that Dong Xiaotian was just a clown, and he was completely embarrassing.

Dong Xiaotian was not affected, and his sharp eyes suddenly released a hot light.

As he shot into the air, Dong Xiaotian was like a gyro, his rotating body turned into a tornado, and with a whistling sound, tearing the void apart, forming a wave of air that was thousands of feet long.

Peach blossoms fly, peach forest collapses, the earth cracks, and dust is flying.

If Dong Xiaotian doesn't move, he will be shocked. His harsh roar scared those who laugh at him.

The sword light broke through the sky, like a long roar of a green dragon, locking on Huo Donglai, with a terrifying momentum.

"Qingfenghualong Sword! One of the three sword techniques of Qiancao Sect, but unfortunately it is not enough to see it."

Huo Donglai was a swordsman. He recognized Dong Xiaotian's swordsmanship at a glance, and his heart was full of disdain.

"Fengyun Sword!"

He bounced his fingers and his sword energy soared into the sky, turning into a sword light that stirred the sea of ​​clouds, causing the entire void to burn.

Huo Donglai's moves were domineering, and he moved his right foot forward one step, just like Mount Tai shifting. The oncoming momentum made Dong Xiaotian breathe poorly, and his chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer.

This is suppression in realm, and the peak of Yuanwu is definitely not comparable to that of Yuanwu’s eighth level.

Dong Xiaotian's face was solemn, he inhaled and his abdomen was closed, and his body suddenly turned sideways. A golden pattern appeared on his skin, which turned out to be a golden body and silver bones.

With a crisp sound, Dong Xiaotian's bra cracked, his body was shattered, and the spreading air waves forced everyone to give in.

"Die."

Huo Donglai was as indifferent as a madman, and his body instantly traveled through hundreds of feet away from each other, approaching Dong Xiaotian at supersonic speed, and a palm was printed on his chest.

"careful!"

Tao Chunyan exclaimed, Ye Mochen, Tie Huajun, and Yuan Dongmei all screamed.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes swelled up and he roared wildly: "Tiangang Sword!"

At a dangerous moment, the glow of light bloomed in Dong Xiaotian's chest, and a ray of extremely yang and strong sword energy shot out from his body, facing Huo Donglai's palm!

That sword was like a scorching divine light, transforming into a sky, as fast as lightning, and amazing.

Huo Donglai's eyes turned cold, and there was no time to dodge. The golden light of his right palm burst into tears, like a divine iron, hitting the Tiangang Sword in Dong Xiaotian's chest.

With a crisp sound, the sky then cracked open, sword energy burst into pieces, and the heat waves flew away.

The Tiangang Sword is a red sword aura, like a mad dragon waving its tail, hitting Huo Donglai's palm. The sword energy tore the golden patterns on the surface of the skin and pierced Huo Donglai's palm.

The spreading sword light exploded like a wave, forcing Dong Xiaotian to retreat ten feet, his upper body and clothes shattered, turning into powder.

Huo Donglai's right palm dripped blood, moved several feet horizontally, and his handsome face surged into the sky, almost mad!

An ant actually hurt him, this is damn!

The people watching the battle were all stunned. Unexpectedly, the first person to be injured was Huo Donglai when the two sides fought.

Ye Mochen excitedly said, "Okay, wonderful!"
Chapter completed!
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