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Chapter 1724: The Eucharist of the Silver Dragon

Chapter 1,724

After Yi Feng won, he was shouted down by his senior fellow apprentice.

He still wanted to continue fighting, but his senior brother obviously refused, fearing that he was young and energetic and would be picked off.

After that, the competition continued, and the top ten people on the dragon list also appeared from time to time.

Flame Sword Yan Chihuo, Shinto Pavilion Lin Qingyang, and Ming Zong Yuwen Tong all used thunderous means to defeat their respective attacks.

The Cloud Swordsman also took action. He challenged Yu Xuejun, one of the four young masters, and the two fought fiercely.

The result was still a disastrous defeat. Yu Xuejun seemed low-key, but his own strength was well-deserved and he lived up to his reputation among the top ten.

After several battles, no one dared to challenge the top ten.

The concept that the top ten are invincible is becoming more and more popular, and I have to say that it is a bit regrettable after all.

It seems that the top ten on the dragon list are still the same as everyone guessed before the tea party started.

It can only be done between the Fourth Young Master and the Holy Land. Even if other forces have dark horses, they are still far behind in facing them.

If these people don't enter the realm of life and death, they will never have the chance to succeed as others.

Just like when Jian Jingtian suppressed the people on the dragon list and couldn't get ahead, they had to advance to the realm of life and death in advance.

But these people must be desperate, because Jian Jingtian is now in the realm of life and death.

It is still a special realm, the realm of the Heavenly King. If the saint does not come out, Donghuang is invincible, and he still has to continue to be suppressed.

After a few not-so-exciting battles, Feng Yuanjun, one of the four young masters, appeared again.

"Yan Chihuo, you dare to fight!"

Feng Yuanjun did not choose Yi Feng, but directly chose Yan Chihuo, which caused quite a stir on the scene.

Yan Chihuo became famous earlier than Yifeng, and is actually a little more famous.

Yi Feng defeated Lord Qingshuang before, and he wanted to win back the victory for the Fourth Young Master.

"Feng Yuanjun wants to challenge Yan Chihuo? This ambition is really big. If he defeats Yan Chihuo, he will be at least in the top five of the top ten on the dragon list!"

"Feng Yuanjun has always been very ambitious. It is said that he was behind the rescheduling of the martial arts tea party."

"But once he loses miserably, his ranking in the martial arts tea party will end there."

"Yes, if you are exposed too much, you will basically have no chance to compete for the top three."



In the Tianyan Sect Pavilion, Yan Chihuo grinned and said lightly: "Feng Yuanjun, you are really brave! If you fight against me, even if you win, you won't have a chance to go up!"

Feng Yuanjun smiled and said: "You think too much. Since I dare to call you out on my own initiative, I will naturally have the confidence to defeat you easily!"

He was very calm and his movements were quite deliberate.

But everyone could feel the domineering power hidden in Feng Yuanjun's words. His words were sharp and powerful, and a powerful aura came out of his body.

The color of the sky and the earth changes, the wind rises and the clouds surge!

Feeling Feng Yuanjun's powerful aura, Yan Chihuo narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became a little more solemn.

Whoosh!

The two of them landed on the Thunder Blood Battle Stage at the same time, each a thousand meters apart, staring at each other.

Hiss!

The qi of each other are in invisible conflict.

What's going on with this guy?

A strange color flashed in the depths of Yan Chihuo's eyes. In the battle between qi and machines, his sword force unexpectedly fell behind. It seemed as if he was stuck in a quagmire. There were thunder slurries and strong winds stirring in the quagmire, which gradually reduced the force of his sword.

engulf.

However, he did not panic. He was known as the Flame Sword, practiced ghost-level super-grade martial arts, and the Heavenly Flame Sword Technique had already reached the realm of transformation.

Except for not mastering the Sky Sword, he has no weaknesses in the Dragon Vein Realm.

What's more, he also masters nine different sacred fires!

With the blessing of the Holy Fire, his Dragon Yuan is far more vigorous and violent than others.

Clang!

Yan Chihuo took a step forward and drew his sword out of its sheath. The sword's light was like a fiery red sun, and it slashed directly.

Rumble!

This sword was extraordinary, it rolled up a majestic whirlpool, and the fire in the whirlpool shone brightly.

The thunder-blood battlefield suddenly became extremely hot, the air seemed to melt, and the battle platform stained with the holy blood was ignited in an instant.

Feng Yuanjun was very confident. He punched first, and the strong wind swept out and shattered the flame vortex.

Then he raised his hand and clamped the tip of Yan Chihuo's knife with just two fingers.

This scene was almost the same as when he fought against Shi Feng before.

Domineering and arrogant!

"court death!"

This scene completely angered Yan Chihuo. He drew back the holy sword, and then used the Tianyan Sword Technique to attack it like a storm.

Feng Yuanjun looked calm and smiled calmly, a dragon's roar bloomed in his body, and the next moment, silver light burst out from his body.

The moment the power of the silver dragon was released, the majestic sword power was immediately dimmed by the shock, and then he swung his fist like lightning, catching all the sword lights.

After dozens of blows, a loud bang was heard, and a burst of fire broke out between the two of them.

Yan Chihuo's expression changed slightly, he drew his sword and retreated, and said in a deep voice: "What a great Feng Yuanjun, they all say that you are very ambitious. It seems that they do underestimate you!"

Feng Yuanjun's calm and unhurried response made Yan Chihuo's expression become completely solemn.

Circles of light began to appear one after another behind him. Every time a circle of light appeared, it meant that a kind of holy fire was activated in his body.

After a while, the nine sacred fires were activated at the same time.

Yan Chihuo showed off his sharp edge, and thought that under this situation, the opponent would restrain himself, or at least his momentum would be overwhelmed by him.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yuanjun laughed wildly, his body glowed with silver light, and he took the initiative to rush towards him.

The layer of silver light on his body is like a metal waterfall, and it is imprinted with ancient patterns. If you look closely, it looks like layers of silver dragon scales.

Not only does he have extremely strong defensive power, but every time he attacks, he carries the might of a majestic dragon, which is extremely terrifying.

Clang Clang Clang!

With sparks flying everywhere, Feng Yuanjun advanced wildly, allowing the opponent's sword to slash at him.

He is full of domineering energy, giving people the arrogance to dominate the world over anyone else, and is as brave and invincible as the God of War.

Yan Chihuo's holy fire sword light cut on him, leaving only a few marks. Not only did it not hurt him, it didn't even knock him back.

"Silver Dragon Holy Body!"

Yan Chihuo frowned slightly, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't believe I can't split this silver dragon holy body of yours."

On the pavilion in the distance, Ji Lingfeng sighed softly.

Among the seven-color dragons, the silver dragon has the strongest defense. Feng Yuanjun also controls the will of wind and thunder. The strong wind can unload the force and the thunder can counterattack.

Yan Chihuo wants to use brute force to destroy it, but it is in the hands of Lord Feng Yuan. No matter how much Holy Fire you have, it will be useless.

Xiao Yuanqi on the side shook his head and said nothing more.

If Yan Chihuo was good at swordsmanship and didn't pursue the quantity of holy fire, he might still be able to fight.

Or, if he can completely integrate the nine holy fires, he still has a good chance of winning.

But he usually wins too easily. Under the bombardment of the nine holy fires, there are few opponents among his peers.

If you can win so easily, you will naturally gradually relax, or you may mistakenly think that your sword skills are also very powerful.

"Broken Star!!"

The terrifying fist light suddenly burst out with vast murderous intent, and Yan Chihuo was sent flying with one punch.

"What kind of boxing is this? The style has completely changed!"

Yan Chihuo was shocked, Feng Yuanjun should be good at the will of wind and thunder.

He gritted his teeth and burned all the remaining holy fire in his body. With a bang, his Dragon Yuan Hai immediately burned.

"Heavenly Flame Breaks the Sky and Slashes!"

His holy sword suddenly became extremely terrifying. It was a secret technique that burned the holy fire and caused the dragon's energy to skyrocket.

"Shenlong Overlord Fist!"

Feng Yuanjun shouted wildly. From the beginning, he never took a step back. After the fist technique was used, he became even more sharp and domineering.

Just the thousands of silver lights bursting out from the fingers can directly tear the air into pieces. As for the fist light, it is even more outrageous.

The silver light shines, and the killing continues!

The world reverberated with roars, as if every punch killed countless creatures.

The sword light was shattered, and Yan Chihuo retreated again and again.

After ten steps, he could no longer hold on, and was knocked out of his hand by the holy sword.

"The Holy Land looks up, but that's all!"

Feng Yuanjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking extremely charming for a moment.

Just like when he defeated Shi Feng before, he is still extremely arrogant and has a stern look that dominates the world.

When Yan Chihuo landed on the ground, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, all the nine halo of light behind him shattered, and his face became extremely pale.

"I lost."

Yan Chihuo had an unwillingness to do so.

He looked embarrassed and his self-esteem was greatly hit.

Before coming here, he was very proud and did not take the Fourth Young Master seriously. He even felt that only Ji Lingfeng was worthy of fighting against him.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated directly by Feng Yuanjun, and it seemed that the opponent did not even use his full strength.

Feng Yuanjun looked arrogant and said calmly: "It's not bad. You can be proud of yourself if you can force me to use the Shenlong Overlord Fist. This is second only to the Emperor Dragon Fist and the Supreme Dragon Fist among the Dragon Clan's boxing techniques."

Feng Yuanjun is very arrogant. It seems that he is giving Yan Chihuo a step down, but in fact he is still trying to elevate himself.

Yan Chihuo looked extremely aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do about it.

If you lose, you lose. No matter how much you say, it will be an excuse. You retreat without saying a word.

"Feng Yuanjun won so easily!"

"His momentum is like a rainbow. He won't pick up all the remaining holy lands in one fell swoop."

"Looking at the situation, I will definitely have to fight again. I don't know who I will choose."

"He should be second only to Ji Lingfeng and Xiao Yuanqi now. I wonder if he has the courage to directly challenge these two people, or directly fight with Yi Feng. Yi Feng was quite crazy just now."

There were discussions from all directions, and everyone in Thunder Blood Square seemed quite excited.

Mr. Feng Yuan regained a victory for the Fourth Young Master, making the suspense of this martial arts tea party continue and become exciting again.

While everyone was talking about it, no one expected that Lord Feng Yuan would glance around and land directly on the pavilion where Lin Yun was.

He looked arrogant and chuckled: "Nangya No. 1, you have rested for a long enough time. Are you interested in playing casually?"

There was an uproar, which was completely unexpected.

Yan Tie frowned and said: "Feng Yuanjun, you can definitely compete for the top three with your strength, why waste time on Lin Xiao and expose your trump card."

Feng Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, then smiled proudly and said calmly: "You are overthinking, and you won't waste much time. As for Yan Chihuo, even Yan Chihuo can't let me expose his trump card, and he can't."

"What's more, the tea party will discuss martial arts and stop at the point. Brother Lin, as the number one swordsman on the Dragon Ranking, would be looked down upon if he doesn't even have this bit of courage."

Yan Tie and others looked at him angrily, these words were a bit heartbreaking.

If Lin Yun refuses to fight, the so-called best swordsman on the Dragon List will not only not become an honor, but will become a joke in the future.

When it comes to the number one swordsman on the Dragon Ranking, he doesn't even dare to play casually with Feng Yuanjun.

Lin Yun raised his eyes and glanced at him and said, "If you want to play, I'll just play with you."

[At six o'clock in the morning, three chapters were delivered. I continued writing after I woke up and kept striving for them. 】


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