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Text_Chapter 301 Violent Violence

"Murong Di, defeated?"

Hundreds of moves were fought fiercely, and the final outcome surprised everyone.

The winner was not Mr. Tianxing Murong Di, but the rising star Li Fuchen.

Murong Di's strength can be said to be strong, but Li Fuchen hid his strength until this moment.

Li Fuchen can no longer be described as a dark horse, but should be described as a hidden dragon.

If the hidden dragon does not come out, then it will be used. Once it does, it will shock the world.

Except for Thunder King Situ Lei, the rest of the top geniuses were shocked. Jin Xudong, the Golden Whip King who had said beforehand that Li Fuchen could not be Murong Di's opponent, twitched his face. Then he chuckled and said, "We beat half a line, so it was a fluke."

Everyone inside the Tiangang Formation was shocked, and outside the Tiangang Formation, those watching the battle were even more shocked.

Ouyang Wentian, Zhao Wuwu and others were stunned.

Although they knew that Li Fuchen was very powerful, they did not expect that he was so strong that even Murong Di, one of the six young masters, was singled out.

Tianxing Sect, Murong Batian, the leader of Tianxing Sect, looked gloomy.

Murong Di's defeat was really unexpected.

Before the competition, Murong Di's plan was to guarantee ten to five, which meant that at worst he would be in the top ten and strive to be in the top five.

"Am I defeated?"

Murong Di looked down at his bloody chest, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

He was one of the six dignified young masters, enjoying all the glory, and was considered to have the hope of reaching the peak of the Reborn Realm. However, he was defeated by a one-star root bone. Before the competition, his minimum goal was to be in the top ten.

"No way, I won't lose."

Murong Di stood up, his aura became stronger, and he carried a bloody killing aura.

He is unwilling to fail.

Nor do you want to fail.

Especially losing to Li Fuchen.

"Still fighting?" Li Fuchen's eyes were cold.

His advantage in consciousness has only been used to a small extent. If he is willing, he can seriously injure the opponent.

"Murong Di, this battle is related to the honor of our Sixth Young Master. Don't let us lose again." Xiahou Chuan said coldly on the Tiangang stone pillar.

Grinning, the aura on Murong Di's body quickly turned into blood color.

boom!

A bloody shadow suddenly appeared, causing Murong Di's momentum to rise to a peak.

Four-star secret method: Setting Sun Blood Gang.

This secret technique is not as good as the four-star secret technique, the Star Secret Technique, under normal circumstances, but if the user is injured or chooses to harm himself, it can exert a power that surpasses the Star Secret Technique.

That's right, Murong Di possesses two major four-star secret arts, and he has practiced both major four-star secret arts to a level close to perfection.

The body is slightly withered, and the strands of blood combined with the true energy are transformed into the blood of the setting sun. Murong Di's aura becomes like an evil ghost, with terrifying deterrent power. People with a weak spiritual will are afraid of facing Murong

Di didn't even have the courage.

"Li Fuchen, come and die."

Transforming into a blood rainbow, Murong Di shot towards Li Fuchen. The iron fan in his hand was flying with blood-colored aura, and he swung it out boldly.

It is still a mysterious high-level killing move without turning, but this time the turning energy is more domineering, more bloody, and more extreme, like a meat grinder, grinding Li Fuchen into bloody mud

, At the same time, the wind with a bloody aura blew against several Tiangang stone pillars on the opposite side. The faces of the prodigies of the sect standing on them changed wildly, and they quickly circulated their body-protecting Qi to avoid being affected by the wind and being attacked.

The influence of bloody artistic conception in the wind.

"If that's the case, then I will make you completely convinced by your defeat."

Li Fuchen moved.

It is impossible to describe Li Fuchen's actions.

Li Fuchen's figure seemed to have become illusory, abruptly cutting into the gap between the swirling Gang Qi.

This gap is a flaw that cannot be reversed.

Ordinary people, even if they notice the flaw, cannot take advantage of it, but Li Fuchen can take advantage of it, and his strong consciousness allows him to avoid the strangulation of Gang Qi and come to a relatively safe zone. This zone is a blind spot without any turning around.

All this happened in a flash of lightning. Even Thunder King Situ Lei didn't see the details, but felt something was wrong.

"The Horn of the Fire Demon."

At one point in the swirling aura, Li Fuchen suddenly stabbed out with his sword.

The red one-horned shadow, which almost turned into substance, broke through the swirling Gang Qi, broke through Murong Di's body-protecting Qi, and penetrated the opponent.

Crisp, fierce and violent.

This is how Li Fuchen felt at this moment.

Murong Di was so frightened that he didn't understand what was happening.

Whoosh!

With a wave of the Xuan Guang Sword, Murong Di was thrown away by Li Fuchen. Blood spurted out from his chest and he lost all his fighting power.

"What a powerful consciousness. Is this the reason why he was accepted as a direct disciple by the No. 1 Strange Warrior?"

Everyone inside the Tiangang Formation could not see through it, but outside the Tiangang Formation, the warriors of the Reborn Realm and the peak warriors of the Tiangang Realm could see clearly.

Ouyang Wentian and Zhao Wuwen looked at each other.

Both of them were surprised. It was obvious that they couldn't see through Li Fuchen either.

This kind of consciousness is not what a warrior in the Earthly Evil Realm should have.

"We are still defeated. Hey, one of the Sixth Young Master has been defeated. I don't know who will be next."

"You are kidding! Murong Di is young after all. He is only twenty-three years old this year. Other young masters will not be defeated so easily."

"I'll just say it casually, after all, Li Fuchen's performance was so shocking."

Everyone really didn't think that Li Fuchen could defeat other young masters.

The leader of the Six Young Masters, Changchun Young Master Teng Qingyun, ranked fifth in the last star rankings. His strength is unfathomable, and Li Fuchen will definitely not be his opponent.

Flying Sword Master Luo Feiyun was ranked 11th in the last star list. He has the secret technique of Flying Sword, and Li Fuchen will not be his opponent.

Mr. Guangfeng, Han Yiming, was ranked twelfth in the last star list. His light kung fu skills were second only to Thunder King Situ Lei and Three Wonders Fairy Jiang Ruoliu. It was also impossible for him to lose to Li Fuchen.

Xia Houchuan, the Dou Ling Master, was ranked fifteenth in the last star list. His fighting style is similar to that of the Immovable King Qi Heng. He remains unchanged in response to all changes. It is not that easy for Li Fuchen to defeat him.

As for Dragon Sword Master Chi Yuye, judging from the rankings of the last star list, he is closest to Murong Di. One is ranked thirty-fifth and the other is ranked twenty-eighth. However, Chi Yuye claims to have first-class talent potential. If

Not only is he young enough to compete with Thunder King Situ Lei, but his strength is probably not comparable to that of Murong Di.

Comparatively speaking, Xiahou Chuan had an easier time defeating him, and at least he had some hope.

"Too domineering."

Beside Zhao Wuwu, Zhao Mingyue had a look of intoxication on his face.

Her heart beat violently for the first time.

This is something unprecedented.

"Dier."

Murong Batian took a deep breath and tried to suppress his displeasure.

"Shame on you!"

Xiahou Chuan showed disdain, and then glanced at Li Fuchen with a stern look in his eyes.

After defeating Murong Di, on the Tiangang Stone Pillar under Li Fuchen's feet, Tiangang's fighting spirit rolled, gradually taking the form of a giant python, and his hissing became much louder, with a feeling of turning the clouds and raining over, and commanding the wind and power.

Twenty-nine consecutive victories, thirty consecutive victories.

Li Fuchen's pace never stopped for a moment.

So far, there are only a dozen people left who have maintained a thirty-year winning streak. Some of them are lucky enough to have never encountered strong enemies. Otherwise, the number would be even smaller.


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