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Chapter 156 Zhanchen Unsheathed!

Chapter 156 Zhan Chen unsheathes!

The white light that filled the sky was completely broken by the green sword light. The green sword light immediately looked like an arrogant blue dragon and pounced on Yun Qiyou, who was as weak as an ant on the opposite side.

As for Ye Xiaochuan, he looked like a young madman riding a dragon at the moment. He was so majestic and majestic when wrapped in cyan light.

Everyone's expressions changed, their breathing almost stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on the tiny woman in white under the giant cyan dragon.

The white light was dispersed by the green light, and the sky was filled with dark blue light. Yun Qiyou faced Ye Xiaochuan alone with this seemingly powerful move, and everyone broke into a cold sweat for her.

The strong wind swept through the remaining clouds in the sky, and the earth seemed to tremble. Everyone held their breath and watched the giant green dragon on the ring about to swallow the woman in the air.

At this moment, Yun Qiyou, who had a sullen face, finally made a move.

She stared indifferently at Ye Xiaochuan who was speeding towards him, gritting her teeth and getting angry. She grabbed the scabbard of the sword with her left hand, and grabbed Zhan Chen's hilt wrapped in white silk thread with her right hand.

Buzz!

The fairy swords in the hands or backs of countless spectators around the ring began to tremble at this moment, and a strange scene swept the entire Zhenwu Square at the top of Samsara Peak.

When everyone was unaware of the reason, a white light, brilliant and great, dazzling and cold, swept across the sky, earth and sky in the south corner of the arena like an autumn wave.

That bit of white light instantly pierced the giant blue dragon that was flying towards it, and then it was like the whitest Tianshan Snow Lotus in the world suddenly blooming, turning into thousands and thousands of tiny streams of light.

The stream of light flows slowly in the air, soft and beautiful, as if it is like the ripples of an ignorant young girl playing in front of the blue waves. It is also like the holy light emanating from the Nine Heavens Xuannv slowly falling from the heavenly palace to the human world.

The white streams of light in the sky are dense and endless. One white stream of light may not be bright, but thousands of streams of light gather together to form a light that is more dazzling than the sun hanging above everyone's heads at the moment. It seems to dare to compete with the sun and the moon.

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A moment later, under the unbelievable attention of everyone, the white stream of light in the sky seemed to be like a giant whale sucking water, rushing crazily from the sky toward the woman in white above the ring.

There are rumors in the world that deep in the South China Sea, there is a huge whirlpool called Guixu that swallows the sea water day and night.

At this moment, everyone seemed to feel that the woman in white was like the legendary Return to the South China Sea, devouring everything in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the endless white stream of light disappeared, all pouring into the pure white fairy sword held in the hand of the beautiful woman.

Everyone looked in the direction where the white light disappeared. Everyone's eyes widened. Many people's bodies began to tremble, their blood began to boil, and their breathing began to quicken.

"Zhan Chen! It's out of its sheath!"

Among the crowd, someone's hoarse voice rang out, and then the entire Samsara Peak exploded, and the noise seemed to break through the sky.

It had been more than ten days, and after six rounds of competition, Zhan Chen, whom everyone was most looking forward to, was actually forced to pull out the snow-white scabbard during the battle for the crown.

The snow-white sword exudes a soft but cold white light. That layer of white light wraps around the sword, making it hazy and hazy, making it difficult to see what Zhan Chen's sword looks like.

However, no one can deny that it is a powerful sword, a pure sword, and a holy sword.

The moment Yun Qiyou Zhanchen was unsheathed, Ye Xiaochuan, who was flying forward, could not see the situation clearly. He only saw a white light mixed with an unparalleled powerful and fierce momentum coming towards him, combining the dark blue light and the giant blue light that filled the sky.

The dragon instantly collapsed and was shattered into pieces.

The essence and blood in his body instantly rolled violently, and his body was shaken back by the momentum.

When he landed on the ring again and took a dozen steps back, he saw the beautiful woman in white clothes opposite, holding a white scabbard in her left hand, and a three-foot-long sword with a faint white cold light in her right hand.

sword.

Ye Xiaochuan's expression changed slightly, although he had been thinking about how to force Yun Qiyou to draw his sword, so that the money he had been robbed might be returned by the female robber.

At this moment, Yun Qiyou actually drew the sword in his hand. Not only did he not feel any joy or excitement, but he had a look of shock on his face.

The night before at the stone pavilion on the mountainside, he had seen Yun Qiyou's sword up close. He remembered the ancient inscriptions on the sword particularly well. They were similar to the patterns on his Wufeng sword. He could tell at a glance that Zhan Chen was different from Wu Feng.

The sharp edge is most likely made by the same weapon-refining master.

After the previous secret battle between the two sword spirits, he also guessed that Zhan Chen's power should not be underestimated. However, when he faced Zhan Chen face to face for the first time, he faced that unparalleled power.

No matter, he was still shocked.

When the divine sword was unsheathed, it not only defeated one of his all-out attacks, but also injured himself!

Yes, the tiny white light that Zhan Chen took out of his sheath did hurt him. The wound was very small, just on his left arm. A faint blood stain slowly poured out, dyeing his sleeve red.

He glanced at the wound on his arm in shock, his heart filled with disbelief.

Wu Feng and Zhan Chen are equally famous, so the power of the two swords should be about the same. Why, judging from the power displayed at the moment when the Zhan Chen Divine Sword was unsheathed just now, Zhan Chen is much more powerful than Wu Feng!

Could it be that he hasn't fully mastered Wu Feng yet?

Could it be that my current cultivation strength is not enough to exert the spiritual power of the Edgeless Sword?

While Ye Xiaochuan was shocked, Yun Qiyou's expression on the opposite side became even colder, and his three-foot-long black hair was swaying crazily in the strong wind.

She looked coldly at Ye Xiaochuan, who had a horrified expression, and said lightly: "I'm surprised."

Ye Xiaochuan raised his head, looked at Yun Qiyou, and said, "Did you think of me as a fool the night before yesterday?"

The corner of Yun Qiyou's mouth moved but he said nothing.

Ye Xiaochuan was furious!

The night before last at the stone pavilion on the mountainside, he had suggested that neither party should urge Beidou to kill the god. Now it seems that even if he urges the Beidou to kill the god, he can't stop the sword in Yun Qiyou's hand.

He said word for word: "Impossible! Zhan Chen's power can't be this great! It can't be so much more powerful than my Wu Feng!"

Yun Qi shook her head humorously and said: "The sword in your hand was originally called Wufeng? Your sword is indeed very powerful, but it is just the sword spirit that is powerful. Your current cultivation level is not enough to control your sword.

I finally understand now that your cultivation level is obviously not high, why you were able to pass five levels and kill six generals all the way to the last round, it turned out to be all because of this sword in your hand."

Ye Xiaochuan felt a little embarrassed when he heard that Yun Qiyou had exposed his secrets in front of so many people.

Face is the most important thing! You can’t bear it! You can’t lose it!

At this moment, when he heard the noisy discussions of countless spectators around him, he immediately argued: "That's nonsense. If I only have one sword, do you think I can activate Beidou to kill the God?"


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