Wang Chen was buried under the rubble at this time, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed. This punch directly severely injured Wang Chen. "True dragon essence and blood, there is such a treasure." Gu Qianqian also used Huang Wudao
I told Wang Chen about it.
Wang Chen tried his best to use the God and Demon Body Training Technique. He could not lose in this battle. Before he could fall down, he wiped the blood on his mouth and rushed out of the ruins with a roar.
"Wang Chen, you haven't been defeated yet, my God"
"Huang Wudao's punch would have killed him even if he was in the Taixu realm, but Wang Chen actually resisted."
"The people in Chenmeng were also stunned, and then they cheered excitedly."
"Brother Chen, come on! We believe in you." At this moment, everyone in Chenmeng cheered, and Xia Menghe also looked at him with a smile.
Wang Chen was also moved, "Huang Wudao, come on, this battle is not over yet."
Huang Wudao also frowned. No one knew how powerful this punch was than him. The latter actually survived and even had the strength to fight.
"Then go ahead and I will defeat you today!"
Wang Chen suddenly smiled at this moment. At this moment, a king's aura suddenly came from the air. Everyone also noticed a very strange feeling. Even if they were far apart, they felt like they couldn't raise their fighting spirit.
Huang Wudao was also surprised that this artistic conception had actually weakened his combat power invisibly, but he didn't think much about it and sprinted towards Wang Chen.
Wang Chen's kingly mood exploded. He couldn't maintain this mood for a long time. Wang Chen summoned the Chuxinjian and must fight quickly.
Explosions kept ringing in the air. Under the blessing of the king's artistic conception, Wang Chen's sword skills were also extremely fierce. Various sword moves also kept repelling Huang Wudao. Looking at Huang Wudao's gradually dimming dragon claws,
He soaked the sword with blood, and the original sword kept trembling. At this moment, Wang Chen's essence and artistic conception were all concentrated on this sword.
As Wang Chen accumulated strength, Huang Wudao also frowned. This sword made him aware of the crisis. At this moment, the true dragon essence and blood were mobilized by him crazily, and both of them were accumulating their killing moves.
The Great Elder looked at Wang Chen at this moment, "Are we finally going to use it? The victory or defeat is decided at this moment." Naturally, Wang Chen used the martial arts that the Supreme Elder gave to Wang Chen during this period.
Wang Chen roared angrily, pouring all his sword into it and rushed directly towards Huang Wudao, "A killing sword!" This sword used up all Wang Chen's strength, and all the power at the sword's edge gathered into one point. This move hurt
One thousand enemies, eight hundred losses to oneself. Every time you use it, your soul will be hurt. According to what the Taishang Elder said, this sword technique was left behind by the ancestor. It is a top-level seventh-level martial skill and can kill with one sword!
"True Dragon Jiyi Fist!" Huang Wudao also struck with a punch. All the essence and blood of the True Dragon were directly used by him. This kind of treasure was quite heartbreaking even for him. This King of Fist Wudao was obviously blocked.
all.
Swords and fists collided in the air, and the arena was cut in half and plunged a hundred meters deep. Everyone was shocked. Even some elders felt ashamed.
"Is this really the Takumi realm? Fighting in the Taixu realm is nothing more than that."
"The trump card of these two people is so terrifying that you can still feel the tearing feeling of this force even though they are thousands of meters apart."
Everyone held their breath. The smoke was filling the air at this moment, and everyone was waiting for the results.
Xia Menghe put her hands on her chest, silently praying that her husband would be safe.
In the mist, Wang Chen's left arm was hanging directly. It was obviously seriously injured. He bowed his head and bent over, coughing blood from his mouth. He was hanging with only one breath left, but he still smiled, because Huang Wudao was at this moment.
Lying on the ground, there was a sword mark about three inches long on his chest. The bones in his chest were completely broken. He was lying on the ground in a mess, unable to move at all. Wang Chen wanted to kill him, but he couldn't help it, not to mention the sect.
Not allowed. Just based on his background, Wang Chen has many concerns.
"Huang Wudao, you lose, don't forget your promise", Wang Chen looked at the other party and said.
At this moment, Huang Wudao's fighting spirit has dissipated. He knows what this means. From now on, his status will plummet. Without the fighting spirit, he is nothing.
He looked at Wang Chen's back, hating him to the extreme, and kept yelling, but Wang Chen had no time to listen to his nonsense, and his situation was extremely bad at this moment.
Wang Chen sat up cross-legged directly under the ground a hundred meters away. Not only was his Qi sea depleted, but his physical body was also seriously injured. For Wang Chen now, even a Qi martial artist could kill him. It is conceivable that
How anxious is Wang Chen?
"Gululu", Wang Chen took out a bunch of elixirs, poured them all into his mouth, and took out a bunch of middle-grade spiritual stones to absorb them.
Huang Wudao kept struggling. He wanted to stand up, he wanted to gather his fighting spirit, but found that he could not do anything at this moment. He could no longer feel the existence of fighting spirit. Although when he set foot on this road, he
He already understood the consequences of failure, but when he was truly defeated, he could not accept the reality. He kept roaring, "How could I lose! I, Huang Wudao, am the strongest!"
Huang Wudao didn't give up yet. He looked at the sword marks on his chest with a sinister look on his face. Although he couldn't move his body, his soul power was still there. The blood drops in his chest condensed. Huang Wudao controlled Chao Wang Chentou.
All flew away.
"Die, Wang Chen, you didn't expect that I also understood the artistic conception of blood." He laughed ferociously.
At the critical moment, the drop of blood stopped half an inch away from Wang Chen's forehead. Huang Wudao looked horrified, "How is this possible? You were seriously injured and you can still react."
Wang Chen smiled. After all these years of struggling, his sense of danger has become extremely acute. How could such a small trick sneak attack him? "It's a pity that the emperor has no way. If the way of blood rhymes with me,
Maybe I really got your way, but I really don't pay attention to the artistic conception of blood."
Huang Wudao looked at Wang Chen's disdainful look, and he roared unwillingly.
Wang Chen didn't want to hear the yelling, and the Secret Soul Sword directly pierced the latter's sea of consciousness. Although the Divine Light Realm was powerful, Huang Wudao without Xuan Qi, the Divine Light Realm was also fragile and exploded directly. Wang Chen
As soon as the sword penetrated, Huang Wudao instantly felt the pain of tearing his head, as if tens of thousands of ants were squirming in his brain, and he fainted directly due to his will.
Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and finally calmed down. This sword could not kill the opponent, but if Huang Wudao had not cultivated for several months, he might not be able to survive. If he were allowed to enter the cave of the Immortal Ascension Realm, Wang Chen would have another competitor, and he would naturally
It's not giving it a chance.
Wang Chen recovered a little and dragged Huang Wudao slowly upwards.
At this time, there was already chaos outside, "Who won, and why is no one coming out?"
"We won't all die together, right? With this kind of power, can Takumi Realm really survive?"
Xia Menghe was in a restless mood at this time. She wanted to rush up and have a look, but she was afraid of seeing something she didn't want to see.
At this time, a figure suddenly flew up from the ground. He left Huang Wudao beside him, glanced at the great elder, and whispered, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
The great elder was overjoyed when he saw Wang Chen coming out. This sentence made all the elders moved. Elder Tie also praised him repeatedly, "It's a miracle. This little guy Wang Chen really helped a lot."
At this time, everyone on the field was shocked when they saw Wang Chen's magnificent appearance. In the Chen League, Bai Miansheng shouted, "Okay!" Everyone also shouted after him. The glory at this moment belonged to Wang Chen, too.
Belonging to their Chen Alliance, Xia Menghe looked at Wang Chen on the ring and shed tears. She couldn't imagine what she would do without him.
Wang Chen looked at Xia Menghe and smiled softly, as if to say, "Isn't it okay? Why are you crying?" Xia Menghe saw Wang Chen's relaxed look and couldn't laugh or cry.
At this time, the faces of the four major families were complicated. They knew that from now on, their status in the inner sect would plummet, and the Chen Alliance was rising.
Everyone in the Imperial Alliance was stunned at this moment. No one knew Huang Wudao's strength better than they did, and they never thought that he would be defeated by a person who was only at the seventh level of the Takumi Realm.