When Zhao Cheng came to kill, Jiang Chen's spiritual consciousness had long seen Zhao Cheng's movements. The gap between cultivation and magic weapons could not be compensated. However, when he visualized the Daluozhu, he condensed his spiritual consciousness incredibly, which was a killer move.

The moment Zhao Cheng's Chi Yang Sword approached, Jiang Chen's Bailian Sword was filled with spiritual power, avoiding the sharpness of the Chi Yang Sword, and blocking the sword, his whole body was like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, floating away.

"Hmph, I see when you can hide."

Zhao Cheng didn't expect that his killing move would not even touch the opponent's skin. Instead, he used the force to avoid it. His figure changed again. The sword turned into a hot golden light and chased him again. However, whether it was stabbing, slashing, poking, chopping, or filling the spiritual power, it seemed like it was burning, but every time it was a slight difference. Although Jiang Chen's arms and waist were wiped by the sword light, his blood stained the blue robe, and his hair was burned, he was not seriously injured.

If this continues, Jiang Chen felt that the spiritual power in his body was getting less and less. He just relied on his spiritual sense to avoid a few killer moves and could not drag it down any longer.

"Fight, what are you doing when you hide?"

"Quick fight."

"I bet on a spirit stone, and that kid will lose soon."

Not only Zhao Cheng was already impatient, but the onlookers below also started to make noise. They originally thought it was a matter of one sword and two swords, but they didn't expect that Zhao Cheng was so useless. Even a junior brother who had a cultivation level and magic weapon were inferior to him could not handle it.

Jiang Chen and Zhao Cheng took a medicine almost at the same time. They could not use talismans in the competition, but they could use magic weapons and pills. Both of them took things to restore spiritual power, but Zhao Cheng took elixirs and Jiang Chen took a demon crystal.

"Go to die."

Zhao Cheng squirted the blood of blood on the Chiyang Sword, pinched a strange sword technique, and the Chiyang Sword suddenly turned into a long rainbow and shot towards Jiang Chen. At the same time, Jiang Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, and the spiritual consciousness in his mind condensed into a thin line and suddenly collided towards Zhao Cheng.

"Sword Control Technique, Senior Brother Zhao uses essence and blood to activate the magic weapon. This is the sword control technique that can only be mastered by the third level of Qi refining."

Seeing this, some knowledgeable disciples exclaimed, after entering the Qi Refining Stage, cultivators can fight with swords, but they still cannot fight with swords like high-level cultivators. When they reach the third level of Qi Refining, they have abundant spiritual power and learn the swordsmanship in the sect, they can take the enemy's head a thousand feet away.

Many disciples opened their eyes wide and believed that Jiang Chen would be defeated. Zhao Chuang came to the late second level, and there was a middle-grade flying sword and the sword. The secret technique was activated, and the power was extraordinary. Everyone, including the senior brother of the deacon, could not help but sigh that this person could not dodge. When he was about to see him cut his hands and feet, the situation suddenly changed. Zhao Cheng tilted his body and fell backwards, as if he was standing there and was pushed hard.

"ah!"

The pain and dizziness from the brain were like a turbulent wave. Before Zhao Cheng could figure out what was going on, he felt a chill in his neck. It was the cold tip of the sword in Jiang Chen's hand.

The onlookers below were puzzled. The moment when the Chi Yang Sword turned into a stream of light and flew out, Zhao Cheng suddenly fell to the ground like he was sick. In such a killing situation, the Chi Yang Sword, which was bound to kill, flew out crookedly and fell on the ground in the distance and jumped endlessly. Jiang Chen declared Zhao Cheng's defeat when he bullied himself.

"Jiang Chensheng."

The deacon disciple went on stage to check Zhao Cheng's situation, and after finding that it was fine, he announced the result and handed over the bet of Shuiyang Sword to Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, you dare to plot against me."

Zhao Cheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said viciously, and just now he felt like his brain was stung by a bee, as if he was hit on the head by a huge force, and then he flew out, not knowing what was going on.

"The king succeeds and the enemy will lose. I will fight again next time, remember to bring good bets."

Jiang Chenli ignored him, turned around and flew off the competition stage. His cold expression made the disciples watching around him unable to help but let the way out. The strongest disciples in the low-level martial arts competition area were only the third level of Qi Refining. Such people rarely competed in martial arts. They all devoted themselves to practicing to break through to the middle stage of Qi Refining. Although they didn't know what methods Jiang Chen used, being able to defeat Zhao Cheng's top combat power in the second level shows his terribleness.

"This person is not exposed or exposed. He can not only avoid Zhao Cheng's storm attacks, but also defeat the enemy with one blow at critical moments. It's not simple."

"Well, it is rumored that some low-level cultivators have a sword cultivator who can use the strength of refining the first and second levels of Qi to refine it into an invisible sword energy. Could this person be?"

"This Zhao Cheng is vindictive. It would be fine if he wins today. This junior brother Jiang won for a while, but it caused trouble."

Ye Huan couldn't control so much, and kept talking after Jiang Chen.

"So amazing, Senior Brother Jiang, haha, this is the Shuiyang Sword, it's so amazing. I was so scared that I didn't dare to look at it just now. I didn't expect that Senior Brother Opened His Eyes would defeat him..."

The deacon disciple looked at Jiang Chen and the others who were leaving, and was puzzled. With his late-stage strength of the third level of Qi Refining, he could not tell what trick Jiang Chen had used just now.

"Is it really a sword cultivator? My Heishan Sect has been full of talents in recent years. Zhao Cheng and Huang Lin are both geniuses who were introduced in the past two years. Unexpectedly, there is another Jiang Chen this year, which is interesting."

Jiang Chen naturally didn't know that he was admired by the third-level Qi Refining Senior Brother. He was originally low-key, but he was never afraid of things coming to him. He could defeat Zhao Cheng, who was better than him in the martial arts competition area, and not only exclaimed that he was seeking revenge for no reason, but also won back a medium-grade flying sword. It was so uncomfortable.

Without taking two steps, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped, and he dodged over two low-level disciples, kicked a guy who was timidly hiding in the crowd. He was either Ma Dajiang, who was the other person? This kick was powerful, let alone humans, even a first-level monster could kick him. Ma Dajiang screamed and flew out, and was stepped on his face as soon as he landed on the ground.

"Wuwu...Senior Brother Jiang spares you, Uncle Jiang spares you, I, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

Ma Dajiang felt that his whole buttocks were blooming, and his pain was in the bone marrow. His whole face was stepped into the grass. This time he was really scared.

Jiang Chen stepped hard, and the Bailian sword in his hand poked the ground and cut off Ma Dajiang's three fingers. The nose bone also made a broken sound, and then he said coldly: "Scum."

A guy like Ma Dajiang has no ability except to provoke and cling to his thighs. Jiang Chen is too lazy to talk to him, and then kicks him away after a punishment.

This punishment for Ma Dajiang is equivalent to slapping Zhao Cheng in the face, but he did it on purpose. The murderous intent in Zhao Cheng's eyes just now was very strong. Once he had a chance to meet each other, he would probably kill him. This is the cruel world of cultivation, a world without kingly laws.

Judging from the discussions of others, Zhao Cheng is also a genius, and has a good background and many treasures on him. But Jiang Chen is not afraid of him.

I visualized the spiritual treasure day and night, and had spiritual consciousness in the second level of Qi Refining. In addition, the Lei Yin Divine Needle, a magical secret technique based on spiritual consciousness, did not use the Lei Yin Divine Needle at all when dealing with Zhao Cheng just now. Instead, I imitated the Lei Yin Divine Needle to condense the spiritual consciousness and sneak attacked Zhao Cheng. Once I arrived at the mountain gate, no matter how many treasures he had, he could determine the outcome of life and death in one encounter.

Not to mention the second level of Qi Refining, even the third level of Qi Refining can compete with each other. In real fighting in the wild, Jiang Chen has the confidence to be invincible at the same level.
Chapter completed!