The scene that happened on the stand was seen by many people and they were shocked.
"I knew he would do it."
"I guessed it earlier."
There were three young people sitting together in the spectator seats, two of them laughed, and the other one smiled slightly.
Theoretically, this does not break the rules of Baijun battlefield. After all, the man handed over the wooden sign after being oppressed. If he vowed not to hand over the wooden sign, the people of Baijun battlefield would intervene. However, how will it develop afterwards?
The battlefield will be ignored.
Chen Zong was a little surprised when he saw the young man who appeared in front of him like a sword light piercing the sky with astonishing fierceness.
"Are you surprised?" The young man smiled slightly, but with a chill in his face: "I have already told you not to be too arrogant. Do you know that your name is very annoying? It is really disgusting.
, every time I hear it, I feel like vomiting. Are your parents sick enough to give you such a name?"
Chen Zong was unmoved by the previous words, but the last words made Chen Zong's eyes freeze, and a hint of coldness filled the air.
My mother passed away after I was born. I have never enjoyed my mother's love. Deep in my heart, I long for it. However, as time goes by, it seems to have faded. In fact, it is hidden deeper and deeper.
It’s hard work, hard work, and try your best to create the best conditions for yourself to grow.
Father and mother, those are the people Chen Zong is closest to.
Now that I am far away from my father, I miss him occasionally, but I will remember him deeply and will not allow others to belittle him.
"Are you angry?" The young man noticed a coldness coming over him, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling. His eyes condensed, and as his strength surged, he suddenly laughed again: "Is it because I mentioned your stupid parents?
What a filial son."
Just as he was about to continue talking, a sword light seemed to fly from the sky, with an astonishing sharpness, tearing the sky apart and leaving straight scratches, which was very cold.
"How dare you take the initiative to attack me and seek death." The young man became angry and swung out his long sword. The light of the sword passed by like a swift wind and he struck back at Chen Zong.
The sword light shattered, and the young man appeared in front of Chen Zong. His sword skills unfolded, and countless sword lights swept across like a storm, strangling everything with astonishing power and covering Chen Zong.
Chen Zong's sword trembled, and the sword's power surged, shattering all the opponent's sword light.
"Some strength."
"good."
The three young men in the spectator seats commented one after another.
They have never really seen Chen Zong's power and feel that the hearsay is exaggerated. Therefore, they never think that Chen Zong can defeat their clan brother.
"Remnant Wind!" With a low cry, the young man swung his sword. The sword was condensed with cyan brilliance. It was so sharp that it felt like you were blinded just by looking at it.
A sword was swung out, and the green sword light shot out like a piece of broken wind. A long arc-shaped sword mark was cut directly on the brand new Baizhan Arena. It was extremely sharp and could break everything.
Chen Zong felt a slight chill all over his body, as if he had been cut and torn, and his muscles, bones, and organs felt an astonishing sharpness.
"Sure enough, they are from the Xin family." Upstairs in Baizhan, one of the few pseudo-supernatural realms had a gleam in his eyes and nodded secretly.
"As a family of swordsmen, the Xin family's divine wind sword techniques are indeed extraordinary."
Canfeng Yijian is one of the unique moves in the Divine Wind Sword Technique. It kills in an instant, as if it is going to break Chen Zong's sword in two. The power of this sword has completely reached the four-star ultimate level.
Chen Zong's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness, and his long sword shot through the air. He performed the fortieth form of the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship. His vertical and horizontal stern look became even more terrifying under the impetus of the sword's power.
One sword cut through, and the sword force continued to kill the opponent.
Normally, Chen Zong might have suppressed most of his strength and slowly fought with this person, using the other person to hone himself and perform his unique skills. However, the other person belittled his parents, which angered Chen Zong, and shattered the Waning Moon Sword Style with one strike.
Before the remaining force had dissipated, he directly killed the opponent.
The terrifying sword power instantly broke through the opponent's body-protecting power. The young man's complexion suddenly changed. He quickly activated the power of the inner armor of the second-level pseudo-spiritual weapon, but it was also broken by Chen Zong's sword. A clicking sound was heard, along with the tenacity.
The inner armor of the second-level pseudo-spiritual weapon was also cut through by Chen Zong's sword.
The terrible sword power was continuous, breaking open the young man's chest, slashing into the body, causing wanton destruction. The young man's body flew out of the Baizhan Arena, and his muscles, bones, organs, etc. were all destroyed by the sword power. In just a few breaths
Most of the time was destroyed, and the whole person fell outside the Baizhan Arena, vomiting blood and unable to get up.
The sword power formed by the new power of the fusion of physical strength and vertical and horizontal real power has even more amazing power. Because of the physical strength, the damage to the body is also very shocking.
"Brother Yuan."
The expressions of the three young men changed greatly. They shouted in surprise and rushed down from the spectator seats. They quickly helped the young man up. The young man's face was as white as gold paper. Blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth. He couldn't stop it no matter what. His breath was like the wind.
Candle is dying.
The leading young man frowned. After a quick inspection, his eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent. He suddenly shook his head and looked at Chen Zong. The murderous intent in his eyes was so strong that it could not be dispelled. The murderous intent spread to the sky, and there seemed to be a trace of blood rolling out.
, making everyone around him feel frightened.
"Give it to him." The young man took out a pill and handed it to the other two young men, and then put it into the injured young man's mouth.
With a flash of body, the leading young man landed on the Baizhan Arena. With murderous intent, he soared into the sky and distorted the air around him.
"In a challenge, I actually resorted to such a vicious attack. It won't be a pity if you die a hundred times." The leading young man's face was full of murderous aura, his voice was like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Netherworld, and his face became more ferocious and cruel: "I want to kill you."
You will be put to death in a hurry."
As soon as the words fell, winds blew up out of thin air. Each wind carried an astonishing sharpness and murderous intent, sweeping around the young man, like a furious dragon trying to soar into the sky, and it was extremely terrifying.
The sonorous, sharp sound makes people's scalp numb.
A bright light flashed past, and a sword was in his hand. The blade was so sharp that it made people feel like their eyes were cut open at a glance.
"Stop." A loud shout rang out, and the powerful aura suppressed it, directly annihilating the murderous storm around the young man.
"No one can break the rules of my Hundred Battlefields. If you want to fight, follow the rules of the Hundred Battlefields." A pseudo-transcendent figure appeared on the Hundred Battle Arena, staring at the young man with oppressive eyes, and said every word.
"Did you know that I'm from the Xin family." The young man glared at the pseudo-supernormal realm of Baiba battlefield, his tone threatening.
"It's the same even if you come from the Shengwu Palace." Bai Zhanzhan's pseudo-supernatural realm smiled coldly.
He actually wants to use the Xin family to oppress him. What a joke. Baiba battlefield is the property of the lord of Baizhan City, and the power of Baizhan City is not inferior to that of the Xin family.
"Okay, very good." The young man's face was full of murderous intent, and it fell on Chen Zong's face: "You'd better stay in Baizhan City for the rest of your life, otherwise, you will be executed in Lingchi."
As he spoke, he sheathed his sword and landed outside the Baizhan Arena. He checked the injured young man again. After taking the elixir, he got better, but the injury was still serious and he had to leave quickly.
"Okay, let's continue the challenge." After finishing the pseudo-supernormal realm, he returned to the Baizhan Tower again.
"First he destroyed the core disciples of the Shengwu Palace, and now he has seriously injured the disciples of the Xin family. This Chen Zong is going to defy the heavens."
"After watching the game for so many days, this is the first time I have seen him angry."
"It's not right to humiliate one's parents."
Amid all the discussions, challenges continue.
Although Chen Zong did not behead the man on the spot, it was not much different from beheading. The terrifying sword power directly destroyed the opponent's muscles, bones, muscles and internal organs. Now he is just lingering. Without the elixir, he will not survive for long.
Instead, he will die in pain.
This is worse than killing him directly.
This is also the price the other party pays for insulting his parents.
With a move of his hand, the young man's long sword that fell on the ring flew into Chen Zong's left hand.
"Two swords?"
"Why are you holding two swords?"
Everyone was stunned and confused.
Another person came on the scene and was defeated with one sword.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong achieved five consecutive victories.
A new challenger came on stage. He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was short in stature, had dark skin, and had very slender fingers on his hands.
This middle-aged man is one of the warriors trained by Hundreds of Battlefields, who is specially used to snipe the candidates who challenge the winning streak.
This man's hands were empty, but there were many throwing knives as thick and long as fingers stuck in his belt, a total of thirty.
He was about a hundred meters away from Chen Zong. Although he was short in stature, his legs were very light and he could move around quickly with great flexibility.
I don't know when, each hand held a flying knife. The flying knife was shining with cold light and extremely sharp.
With a shake of his arm, two rays of cold light flew through the air, and a whistling sound sounded.
The flying knife was extremely fast. The moment the short middle-aged man waved his arm, it had already crossed a hundred meters and shot in front of Chen Zong. It hit Chen Zong's left and right shoulders respectively.
The flying knives were very fast, but Chen Zong's reaction was faster. He blocked the two flying knives with a horizontal movement of his swords. However, four more Senhan swords struck through the air, from four different angles.
But Chen Zong still swung his sword to easily resist.
"kill!"
He shouted violently, but the short middle-aged man suddenly jumped up high, clamped a flying knife between the index and middle fingers of his right hand and raised it. With his real power, he shook his arm straight forward, and the flying knife turned into a wisp of cold light and shot through the air.
The cold light suddenly exploded in the middle of the shot, turning into dozens of finer cold lights. It was astonishingly sharp and sieved the sky more than ten meters in front of it. Each one carried astonishing power.
The flying knife was shattered by the short middle-aged man's tyrannical force and turned into dozens of pieces, each piece being equal to a flying knife.
The sound of clanging clangs continued continuously, and dozens of flying knife fragments were all resisted by Chen Zong's double swords without any damage.
Whoosh!
Amidst the continuous sharp sound of the wind, streaks of cold light broke through the air. It was the short middle-aged man who continuously pulled out the flying knife and shot it. The knife and the knife were connected like a long snake and quickly swam in the air, drifting towards Chen Zong.
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"What kind of technique is this?"
"Amazing knife throwing skills."
Everyone in the spectator seats was astonished. It was very rare to practice flying knives to such an extent.
As we all know, martial arts such as hidden weapons are relatively rare, and there are not many advanced ones, and their power is often relatively average. Therefore, there are far fewer warriors who choose to practice hidden weapons, and most of them are not very strong. But this short middle-aged man