"Who is this person?" Some people asked in surprise. This was the first time since the competition that Wang Guiwu was beaten away like this.
"Isn't the true chief of Yuanchen Sword Sect none other than Miao Daoxin?"
"With this kind of strength, you have not yet reached the rank of chief true disciple, are you a new true disciple?" Some people immediately thought of the last four sects. They had just experienced a trip to the secret realm, and some inner disciples were promoted to true disciples.
But since he is a newly promoted true disciple, is his strength a bit exaggerated? Even if Wang Guiwu is a little careless, no matter how careless he is, it is unlikely that he will be swept away with a sword like this.
"He is the tenth true successor of the Yuanchen Sword Sect. Two months ago, he was only the last true successor of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, but by challenging Zeng Zaiwen, he became the new tenth true successor of the Yuanchen Sword Sect!"
Soon, Chen Fei's information was finally found, and Chen Fei's identity was also known to the surrounding sects.
Other sects will go out of their way to collect information about true disciples of each sect. After all, they are all seeds that may break through and become the acuity training realm in the future. Especially for the top ten true disciples, the chance is greater, and they are within the collection range.
In the Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling looked at Chen Fei on the martial arts field. She always felt that this person looked familiar. She should have seen him before, but she didn't remember where she had seen him before.
Feng Xiupu was already standing on the edge of the martial arts arena, looking at Chen Fei. Next to Feng Xiupu was Wu Guangyin. After Wu Guangyin stabilized Miao Daoxin's injury, he saw Chen Fei sweep away Wang Guiwu with a sword.
This scene shocked Wu Guangyin, who was unprepared.
When he knew that Chen Fei defeated Zeng Zaiwen and became the tenth true successor of the sect, Wu Guangyin was already very surprised. After all, Chen Fei's time to practice the Chongyuan Sword was too short.
Now two months have passed, Chen Fei's strength has improved even further, directly surpassing Miao Daoxin, and now he even knocked Wang Guiwu away with one sword.
The meaning represented by this made Wu Guangyin feel slightly excited after thinking about it.
Qu Qingsheng, the head of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, looked at Chen Fei below and couldn't help but reveal a smile. Inside the door, Qu Qingsheng had already noticed Chen Fei, but he didn't expect that Chen Fei would give him a bigger surprise now.
On the martial arts field, Wang Guiwu shook his head, stood up slowly, and looked at Chen Fei with a cold gaze.
Chen Fei didn't stop him, he just watched and let Wang Guiwu get up, with a calm expression.
"I didn't expect that there would be a number one person like you in Yuanchen Sword Sect, but I underestimated you! Now you are qualified for me to remember you, tell me your name!" Wang Guiwu said with his head raised slightly.<
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"My defeated general has no right to know my name!" Chen Fei shook his head slightly and rejected Wang Guiwu's request.
"You are looking for death!"
Wang Guiwu's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Chen Fei would dare to say such words. With a roar, Wang Guiwu came to Chen Fei in a few steps, raised his long sword high, and struck Chen Fei on the head.
The Tianyue Sword is so majestic that it is like a mountain falling from the sky. People with weak ambitions will feel timid just facing this momentum, and they will not be able to display their strength as they wish.
But Chen Fei faced Wang Guiwu's overwhelming momentum, except for the hair in front of his forehead that was flowing back, his whole expression seemed quite cold.
"I'm afraid it's not enough to kill me with this little strength!"
Chen Fei said these words slowly, and then rolled up the Qianyuan Sword in his hand. In an instant, the bright Qianyuan Sword's blade turned pitch black.
Chongyuan Sword!
The people around the martial arts arena all looked at Chen Fei seriously. What happened just now was too fast, and they subconsciously felt that Chen Fei would be swept away from the martial arts arena by Wang Guiwu's sword, so they didn't pay much attention.
At this moment, they wanted to take a closer look at how Chen Fei could beat Wang Guiwu away.
Is Wang Guiwu too careless, or Chen Fei really has enough strength to be there.
At this moment, the swordsmanship displayed by Chen Fei does not seem to be much different from what Miao Daoxin showed just now. They are all manifestations of the Chongyuan Sword's meticulousness.
"Cang!"
Everyone was still a little confused when they heard a violent collision, and then saw that Wang Guiwu, who had taken the initiative to attack, was carried by a force, and his whole body was raised backwards involuntarily.
"Your strength doesn't seem to be that great!"
Chen Fei took a step forward, turned his back on the guests, raised his Qianyuan Sword, and struck at Wang Guiwu.
Chen Fei's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Wang Guiwu's heart. Chen Fei actually returned the words he had just mocked others with, which made the proud Wang Guiwu bear it.
But it was him who was at a disadvantage at the moment, and Wang Guiwu couldn't even find a reason to refute.
"Ah!"
Wang Guiwu roared angrily, Dou Xuan Jin was running wildly, and a little blood seeped out of his pores on his own initiative. In just a blink of an eye, Wang Guiwu became a bloody man.
His appearance looked grim, but Wang Guiwu's momentum rose sharply.
In Dou Xuanjin, the more serious the injury, the stronger the fighting power. Wang Guiwu is letting himself get injured at this moment to gain more powerful power. He wants to tear the mouth of the Yuanchen Sword Sect disciple in front of him!
"Boom!"
The martial arts arena trembled slightly, and the two sword blades were only slightly stalemate. The Qianyuan Sword directly broke Wang Guiwu's sword blade and swept it on Wang Guiwu's chest.
"Poof!"
Wang Guiwu spurted out a mouthful of blood. He could no longer control his body shape. He was hit and flew out, hitting the ground of the martial arts arena hard. A deep hole was created in the ground.
"Isn't this going to work?"
Chen Fei pointed at the Qianyuan Sword sideways and walked towards Wang Guiwu step by step, with the expression on his face as calm as ever.
The Suppressing Dragon Elephant, especially the perfect-level Suppressing Dragon Elephant, gave Chen Fei a majestic power far beyond the ordinary Zang training level. Even though Wang Guiwu had the Tianyue Sword and Dou Xuan Jin, a skill that got stronger with each battle, he still couldn't stop him.
Chen Fei’s great power.
Some disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect were a little restless. Wang Guiwu was beaten by Chen Fei in consecutive head-to-head confrontations. This can no longer be described as underestimating the enemy. Obviously, Wang Guiwu is not as good as Chen Fei in head-to-head confrontations.
The Yuanchen Sword Sect disciples watched Chen Fei's performance with fascination. Wang Guiwu, who had just overwhelmed so many true disciples present, was actually beaten away by Chen Fei again and again.
If you use the true successors of the other three sects, you may be able to defeat Wang Guiwu, but you will never be able to do such a thing. Because only by crushing can you beat someone like this.
Wu Guangyin on the sidelines couldn't help but be excited and patted Feng Xiupu on the shoulder, his face unable to conceal his excitement.
Feng Xiupu didn't speak, but he couldn't control the smile on his face. Anyone with such a disciple would do the same.
What's more, now that the true chief of the sect has been defeated, seeing such a scene, the feeling in my heart is beyond words.
This is the situation.
"I haven't lost yet!"
When Wang Guiwu heard Chen Fei's words, he stood up and looked at Chen Fei with red eyes. In terms of strength, even if Wang Guiwu didn't want to say it, he had to admit that he was indeed not as good as Chen Fei.
Obviously, I am practicing the Tianyue Sword, the top inheritance of the Xianyun Sword Sect, and I have already understood it deeply. Logically speaking, it should be far superior to the Chongyuan Sword of the Yuanchen Sword Sect.
However, in the duel just now, it was myself who was at a disadvantage.
"Then let me see how you can win!" Chen Fei looked up at Wang Guiwu, stretched out his left hand, and hooked his fingers at Wang Guiwu.
Just like what Wang Guiwu did to Miao Daoxin just now, Chen Fei now returned it to Wang Guiwu intact.
"You deserve to die!"
Wang Guiwu's teeth were almost broken. No one had ever dared to treat him like this, not even other true disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect. But today, a disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect said this to him, how could Wang Guiwu endure it!<
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"Bang!"
Wang Guiwu punched his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. This was not enough. Wang Guiwu's eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he punched his chest several times in succession, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
"Sacrifice!"
Wang Guiwu roared angrily, and the blood on the ground was pulled by a force, floated up, and then burned, turning into a streak of blood and rushing into Wang Guiwu's body.
Not only that, Wang Guiwu's figure lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became a little shorter. However, Wang Guiwu's momentum not only did not decrease, but increased linearly.
A faint blood flame ignited on Wang Guiwu's body. A crazy smile appeared on Wang Guiwu's face, and he looked up at Chen Fei, his eyes full of cruelty.
Some disciples outside the field accidentally touched Wang Guiwu's eyes and couldn't help but shrink. This look was not like that of a human being, as if they were facing a wild beast.
"Junior Brother Wang is trying his best!"
In the position of Xianyun Sword Sect, Wen Huichao looked at Wang Guiwu's performance and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly. This is a manifestation of Douxuan Jin being stimulated to the extreme, hurting yourself first, then hurting others.
It can be regarded as a counterattack technique in desperate situations. It can break the cauldron and gain ultimate combat power. However, such a technique has extremely serious sequelae. Even if Wang Guiwu can win in the end, he will have to rest for more than half a year before he can recover.
But it is obvious that Wang Guiwu no longer cares about this, he wants to tear Chen Fei into pieces.
"How can Junior Brother Wang with his character be able to withstand the fact that someone who has spoken to him is returned to his face like this?"
"Don't say it's him, none of us can stand it."
"This disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect is indeed very strong. He should be considered the strongest true disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect that we have seen in recent years."
"Junior Brother Nie, are you sure?" Someone turned to look at Nie Haichun.
Nie Haichun, the true successor of the Xianyun Sword Sect, ranks sixth. His strength is much stronger than that of Wang Guiwu. Of course, this is just strength. If compared with talent, Wang Guiwu is actually better.
"Let's wait until he passes the level of Junior Brother Wang."
Nie Haichun looked at Chen Fei in the audience and said coldly. Nie Haichun didn't like Chen Fei, a mere disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, who dared to be so arrogant with some strength, which is simply ridiculous.