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Chapter 1828: Virtual and Real

There is no sound from the Shentian Temple.

No one thought that a person like Zhong Ximing would be so childish in front of Chen Huru? With such a sword, his waist could be cut open?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, many people wouldn't believe it.

Could it be said that... only outstanding people can compete with Chen Huru?

This is only the first opponent!

With so many powerful sects, there are countless geniuses and evildoers to be dispatched. If even a being like Zhong Ximing falls so quickly, how many moves can others take if they come up?

Renjie is the trump card of the Shentian Temple. If he is exposed too early and reveals his moves, he will definitely be targeted by the opponent. If the opponent sends an opponent with weird moves like Chen Huru to defeat Renjie, the trajectory of time will be completely disrupted.

Get rid of it.

There are only twelve outstanding figures, and if one is lost, the impact on the Shentian Temple will be immeasurable.

For a moment, everyone in the Shentian Temple fell into silence, and everyone's face was filled with heaviness.

There was a lot of cheers at the scene, all coming from people from other sects.

However, Zhong Ximing did not give up.

He stood up suddenly, sealed the wound on his waist with soul energy, gave a deep shout, and rushed over with his sword, intending to hit again.

Just look at him holding the sword with one hand and using the other palm to release a lot of sword energy.

These sword auras were about seven feet long, extremely sharp, attached with aura, and very agile. After they were formed, they actually separated from Zhong Ximing's palm and began to spin crazily around him.

"Are you doing acrobatics?"

Chen Huru said with a smile, the uncontrollable madness still in his eyes. The moment the words fell, Chen Huru's figure suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he appeared in front of Zhong Ximing again.

What a fast speed!

What is going on with this Chen Huru?

The power of a sword is so terrifying, and its speed is so amazing.

Zhong Ximing's realm should be similar to his.

The audience outside the venue was all frightened.

After Chen Huru approached Zhong Ximing, he did not show any hesitation and stabbed Zhong Ximing straight in the heart with his sword.

This blow was like a sudden attack from a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, which caught people off guard.

But at this moment, a bright light flashed.

Then he saw the sword energy surrounding Zhong Ximing suddenly fly away on its own, turning into a sword shield to resist Chen Huru's blow.

clang!

An unusual noise was heard.

Those sword energy exploded into pieces.

But Chen Huru's attack also became sluggish.

Zhong Ximing seized the opportunity, dodged sideways, and struck another sword with his backhand.

Chen Huru's eyes burst out with bright lights, as if he was stimulated by Zhong Ximing's block. He laughed excitedly, and then disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already behind Zhong Ximing.

Whoosh!

The long sword once again killed the general, and rolled out hundreds of sword shadows, biting Zhong Ximing.

These sword shadows are not false, but actual sword shadows, and the power of each strike is not inferior to the one just now.

Zhong Ximing's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

But...he was not afraid of this. Instead, he grabbed it with his left hand and squeezed out nearly a thousand sword energy, and then released his palm.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

All the sword energy flew out on its own, surrounding him and crashing into the incoming sword shadows.

Each sword shadow is resisted by ten sword energies, which are particularly fierce and explosive.

Zhong Ximing was not polite either. He stared at Chen Huru's heart and stabbed straight into it with his sword.

The fierce sword intent pierced the void and hit Chen Huru's heart heavily.

Nice counterattack!

Everyone was shocked by it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

Chen Huru's sword shadows all collided with the sword energy and deviated from the original trajectory. The offensive was blocked.

And he himself was staring at the sword that was coming at him, but he did not give up there. The moment Zhong Ximing's sword struck, he suddenly drew the sword back and hit the incoming sharp blade with the root of the sword.

only...

When the root of the sword touched the sword... it actually went right through.

"It's an illusion!"

"Another flimsy sword move!!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

At this moment, Zhong Ximing could actually use a feint!

It seemed that he knew that it was impossible for his sword to hit Chen Huru, so he deliberately used this sword to deceive Chen Huru's defense!

But...

Since the sword shadow in his hand is fake, then... where is his real attack?

People's hearts were beating so fast that they didn't even dare to blink at this moment.

Sonorous!

At this critical moment.

Whoosh!

A bright light suddenly appeared behind Chen Huru!

That is Zhong Ximing’s sword!

"Wow!"

Countless disciples stood up in shock and were dumbfounded.

It turns out that Zhong Ximing’s sword was no longer in his hand!

His sword was disguised as his sword energy and flew out of his palm, waiting for an opportunity to move!

It was impossible for Chen Huru, who was facing Zhong Ximing, to defend against this attack in the first place.

it's over!

Everyone thinks so.

Zhong Ximing stared hard at Chen Huru, with all his soul and energy pressing towards him.

Even if Chen Huru wanted to kill him at this time, it was too late. His sword continued to defend, and the sword power on the sword was no longer enough to attack again. Plus Zhong Ximing was restraining him, and he could not resist the sword behind him. His sword

Once he endures it, he will either die or be injured. When the time comes, Ximing will definitely pursue his victory and behead him.

Everything is under Zhong Ximing's calculation!

Is this the seed of the Supreme God's Heavenly Temple?

Everyone stared blankly, with disbelief in their eyes.

There was a cheer in the Shentian Temple.

In the eyes of Shentian Temple, Zhong Ximing was able to win this round.

But right now.

"Oh!"

Chen Huru in front of him suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Very subtle.

Zhong Ximing captured it!

His heart trembled and he felt bad.

But at this time, what else can Chen Huru do?

But.

Just when Zhong Ximing thought he was sure to win with this move.

Wow!

An extremely cold air suddenly blew over.

Zhong Ximing was stunned. When his eyes moved to the side, he saw Chen Huru's other hand holding a slender golden sword.

But at this moment, the sword had already struck across.

Extremely fierce!

Unstoppable!

"What?"

Zhong Ximing was stunned.

Chi!

The golden sword penetrated Zhong Ximing's neck in an instant, and the terrifying sword energy attached to the sword instantly filled Zhong Ximing's body like lightning.

In an instant, Zhong Ximing's body froze.

The long sword that attacked Chen Huru became limp at this moment due to the loss of the increase in soul power. It pierced Chen Huru's body, and even his protective aura could not be torn away.

The whole place was silent.

People were stunned and stared blankly.

After about three breaths, Zhong Ximing's head slipped from his neck.

A column of blood spurted out from his broken neck!

Zhong Ximing, die!

Everyone in the Shentian Temple was dumbfounded.

Countless people's eyes hurriedly looked towards Chen Huru's left hand, only to see the golden sword that suddenly shot out.

It turns out... Chen Huru is good at using two swords!

Zhong Ximing was imaginary and real, and he did not reveal his true power. From the beginning to the end, he kept it hidden!

"good!"

The whole place erupted into deafening shouts.

There was deathly silence here in the Shentian Temple.

"how so?"

All the disciples of Ling Xuantang slumped down on their seats, looking at the stage with eyes filled with fear and hesitation.

"The competition is over, the winner is Chen Huru, a disciple of the Lingxi Sword Sect!"

Yun Qingye below finally reacted. He screamed eagerly and announced the result.

Chen Huru, who was about to do more with Zhong Ximing's body, stopped immediately when he heard the sound. He shrugged, with a look of helplessness on his face, but the contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth lingered for a long time.

"Boring!" Chen Huru shook his head and laughed.

But it doesn’t matter how many people there are in Shentian Temple.

The disciples of Bing Xintang rushed to the ring immediately and knocked Zhong Ximing down.

Wen Xiaoxuan and a group of elders also rushed over, intending to use time magic on Zhong Ximing.

However... Wen Xiaoxuan noticed something was wrong as soon as he checked it.

"this..."

He opened his mouth and opened his eyes hugely.

"Has the time trajectory been destroyed again?" Zhang Shenwu next to him looked cold.

"But...Chen Huru clearly didn't use any means to destroy the trajectory of time!" The disciple next to him trembled.

"That sword may have the power to disrupt the trajectory of time." Zhang Shenwu stared at Chen Huru on the ring and said hoarsely: "Disrupting the trajectory of time is not something difficult to do. It is faster than accelerating time.

It is much simpler, even simpler than turning back time. The time spell is infinitely mysterious. Although it transcends space, at our level, it is not difficult to control it. I am afraid that in the next battle, the opponent will use this method to disrupt time.

Trajectory..."

"That means that Senior Brother Zhong Ximing...has gone?"

The disciples around him immediately asked with tears in their eyes and choked with sobs.

"not yet!"

At this time, Bing Yunyan from the logistics side said urgently: "Hurry up and get him over here. He has just had his lifeline cut off. There is still a chance to connect him. Hurry!"

"yes."

All the disciples hurriedly carried Zhong Ximing over.

But at this moment, Chen Huru on the stage shouted again.

"Everyone from Shentian Temple, who are you going to send up to fight me next? Can you hurry up? I'm in a hurry!"

The voice rang out, how arrogant it was!

The people of Shentian Temple were furious.

The people from the outer sect all looked at this side with smiles on their lips.

"That's too much!"

Jin Xiaoyao snorted coldly, stood up suddenly, and shouted to Zhang Shenwu: "Master!"

"Sit down." Zhang Shenwu said with a cold expression.

"But...Master!"

"It's not your turn to play now!"

Zhang Shenwu shouted coldly and turned to look in the direction of Brahma Heart Hall.

Upon seeing this, the elder of Fanxin Hall, Mo Xu, immediately sent his disciple Liu Shoudao.

Liu Shoudao wielded a long sword, stepped onto the ring, and fought with Chen Huru.

However, everyone knows that Liu Shoudao is by no means Chen Huru's opponent.

The reason why he came on stage was just to consume Chen Huru's energy...


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