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Charming Stars 4

In the midst of everyone's surprised eyes, Qi Xingchen threw his right hand and threw out the seemingly inconspicuous bronze sword in his hand, including the sheath. At the same time, he stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and clenched the magic formula tightly. The bronze sword was surrounded by twelve rays of light.

Suddenly, there was a bright light in mid-air, and the dazzling beams of twelve different colors covered the entire huge arena. It was filled with immortal energy and was definitely extraordinary.

Nie Shuang tried her best to calmly respond to the challenge. Seeing the overwhelming brilliance coming from the sky, she used all her strength to activate the divine sword in her hand, condensing into several ice walls, exuding a trace of cold air.

Qi Xingchen's body fell into the air, and with a wave of his sword, a strong wind suddenly rose around him, and his white robes fluttered in the wind, making him look unparalleled and touching.

Everyone present could only see the sword that was flying in mid-air and emitting thousands of rays of light. There was a sudden loud noise, like a wild beast roaring, the sound shook the surrounding areas. In an instant, the beam of light exploded, and the divine sword shot out like a bolt from the sky.

When the dragon came out of the abyss, all the clouds within a radius of ten feet were forced to dissipate without a trace in a moment.

I saw thousands of colorful lights shooting towards Nie Shuang with a fierce momentum that was unparalleled at the moment.

Nie Shuang's face was solemn, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. The layers of ice wall he had formed were like tofu, and the sword rushed in like nothing, and was smashed into pieces.

Nie Shuang had put all his strength into it, and he barely managed to calm down. The silver-white divine sword glowed with light, and he stood in front of him and raised the white light shield. A moment later, the sword collided with the white light shield.

"boom!"

The loud sound was like thunder from the sky, rumbling, and the huge invisible shock wave centered on the two swords and quickly spread to all directions. All the magicians standing in the audience suddenly felt that the strong wind was blowing against their faces, and their whole bodies were actually

He involuntarily took a step back, and the entire circle of onlookers also expanded in a circle at the same time.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they were shocked by the power of Qi Xingchen's sword. Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had deliberately held back on Nie Shuang, and his skill had only been used to 20-30%.

After that moment of exclamation passed, everyone's eyes returned to the ring. They saw Qi Xingchen had landed on the stage at some point, his eyes were indifferent, his fairy spirit was drifting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His bronze supreme sword

Also disappeared.

The silver-white divine sword in front of Nie Shuang suddenly made several muffled sounds on the sword. Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword, and then expanded rapidly. After a moment, this divine sword

The sword made a painful sound, broke into three pieces with a "thud", and fell to the stage.

There was silence on and off the stage. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.

Nie Shuang covered his heart. He was only slightly injured. He looked at Qi Xingchen with admiring eyes. He felt deeply honored to be able to fight against Qi Xingchen. Although Nie Shuang was defeated, everyone could see his strength. He was the second best caster in the world.

Being a weapon master is also the highest honor.

Only then did Hua Ying come back to her senses from the thrilling fight just now, and felt that Qi Xingchen's stunning smile was warm and gentle.

The silence all around suddenly erupted into noise, and thunderous applause and cheers rang out, all cheering for this battle.

"Prince Chen is so majestic!" Yan Xi's eyes were dull and he prayed for Xingchen's demeanor, which was neither arrogant nor arrogant, gentle and gentle, which was awe-inspiring.


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