"Even Senior Brother Li's cultivation at the eighth level of Qi and Blood Realm is no match for him."
The disciples of Wuyaotang stared at Chen Zong's back in horror as he walked forward again. On the other hand, the eighth-level Qi-Blood Realm disciple who asked Chen Zong to kneel down and kowtow fell in a pool of blood with only three swords.
He's not dead, just a flesh wound, but it's not serious. He'll need to rest for at least seven or eight days.
"Let the powerful senior brother take action, and we must defeat him, otherwise our Wuyao Hall will become the laughing stock of other halls."
"That's right, I won't hesitate to ask a senior brother from the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm to take action."
Undoubtedly, if a disciple at the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm takes action, even if Chen Zong is defeated, it will be disgraceful, but it is better than leaving calmly after being defeated by Chen Zong.
Chen Zong continued to move forward, but was intercepted by the second eighth-level Qi and Blood Realm warrior. Without saying a word, Chen Zong quickened his pace, and his legs seemed to be entangled with a gust of wind. He floated forward lightly and quickly, and pierced the air with a sword.
Incomparable light condensed on the sword, the sword was extremely fast, and the tip of the sword was a little blazing red.
The air is filled with the smell of burning, like white lines and a little red light.
One sword and six transformations!
Chen Zong was extremely angry and very calm. He was in a strange state, as if he was watching everything from a higher perspective. He was under control of any changes. Under the changes, the eighth level of Qi and Blood Realm was simply difficult to resist.
, he was immediately defeated and fell to the ground before he could even use his level martial arts skills.
"Chen Zong, stop." The chief senior brother of Wu Yaotang blocked the way. The reason why he knew Chen Zong was from the previous martial arts lecture of Huanyun Swordsman.
Chen Zong was personally named by Huanyun Swordsman, which was enough to attract everyone's attention.
The person in front of him had a vague energy and blood power, but Chen Zong could feel its power. It was like the water of a long river, and it seemed to be condensed into an oven, emitting an astonishing blazing high temperature.
There is a big gap between the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm, also known as the Qi and Blood Oven, and the eighth level. Chen Zong can match or even defeat the eighth level of Qi and Blood Realm, but he may not be able to fight against the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm.
But, so what?
This peculiar state gave Chen Zong unprecedented strong self-confidence, and he was not afraid of a fight even if he was facing a martial artist at the Jinjin Realm.
As he walked step by step, his momentum became more and more concentrated.
"Chen Zong, I don't want to take action against you." Zhan Ying, the chief senior brother of Wu Yaotang, frowned and said in a solemn voice.
"I will challenge Bai Xingye." Chen Zong was furious in his heart, but his mind became calmer and he did not forget the purpose of coming here.
"Why challenge Bai Xingye?" Zhan Ying asked. The other party looked angry. It must not only be a challenge, but also for other reasons. As the chief senior brother of Wuyaotang, he must figure it out and give those injured disciples a chance.
Account.
"In the name of challenge, Bai Xingye broke the hands and feet of one of my disciples from Jian Yao Hall and suffered internal injuries." Chen Zong spoke quickly.
"It's normal to get injured during a challenge." Zhan Ying frowned.
"Is it normal for the eighth level of Qi and Blood Realm to challenge the seventh level of Qi and Blood Realm?" Chen Zong asked back.
"Call Bai Xingye." Zhan Ying frowned. If what Chen Zong said is true, then it is normal for him to come to the door.
Challenges are often between people of the same level of cultivation, or a lower level of cultivation challenges a higher level of cultivation, and a higher level of cultivation challenges a lower level of cultivation. Unless the strength of the lower level of cultivation is recognized as very strong, no one will do it.
That kind of shameless thing.
Soon, Bai Xingye was found.
"Elder brother." Bai Xingye saluted Zhan Ying first, and then looked at Chen Zong, a cold light flashing deep in his eyes.
"Bai Xingye, you challenged a seventh-level Qi-Blood Realm disciple of Jianyaotang, broke his hands and feet and caused internal injuries. Is there anything wrong with that?" Zhan Ying said in a stern tone.
As the chief senior brother, you must protect the disciples of this hall, and you must also consider the reputation of this hall. The cause and effect of the matter must be clarified.
Challenges are okay, they are normal and common, but if you deliberately injure someone in the name of a challenge, the meaning is different.
"Senior Brother, it was that person who took the initiative to challenge me, not me who challenged him." Bai Xingye defended.
"Really?" Zhan Ying stared at Bai Xingye with a stern tone.
"It is indeed true. Several people in our Wu Yao Hall have seen this with their own eyes and can testify." Bai Xingye vowed.
"Chen Zong, you heard it. The situation is not consistent with what you said." Zhan Ying's cold eyes fell on Chen Zong's face: "I believe in my Wu Yaotang disciples, but you, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, but you rely on it
The words of others broke into my Wuyao Hall and injured more than ten or twenty Wuyao Hall disciples. You must give me a clear explanation for this matter."
"Bai Xingye, did Bai Yushan ask you to do it, or did Bai Yulou ask you to do it?" Chen Zong ignored Zhan Ying, his eyes were sharp, like an unsheathed sword, piercing Bai Xingye's eyes, his tone was indifferent, which made people uncomfortable.
I feel a chill in my heart.
"I don't understand what you are talking about?" Bai Xingye's expression tightened slightly and he said immediately.
"Chen Zong, answer me." Zhan Ying said angrily. As a chief senior brother, he has never been ignored like this.
"You believe in Bai Xingye, and I believe in the disciples of Jian Yaotang." Chen Zong looked at Zhan Ying without fear: "In this case, I want to challenge Bai Xingye, Bai Xingye, you don't have the guts to accept my challenge."
"You dare to challenge me." Bai Xingye smiled coldly, but he was secretly happy in his heart. The truth was that he deliberately insulted and angered Li Zhenshi, so he naturally attacked Li Zhenshi and took the opportunity to seriously injure him. But Bai Xingye knew very well.
, the person we really have to deal with is Chen Zong.
It's just that I'm still worried about Huanyun Swordsman's name. I don't know if Huanyun Swordsman has left Qiyao Martial Arts Academy or not. It's hard to take action directly. Now Chen Zong takes the initiative to challenge himself, and he can take advantage of this opportunity to fight him.
If the injury was serious, even if Huanyun Swordsman knew it, he wouldn't say anything. After all, no one likes someone who overestimates his own capabilities.
"Okay." Zhan Ying stepped back and gave up the venue to Chen Zong and Bai Xingye.
"Chen Zong, I will break my hands and feet like your friend, no, more thoroughly than him, break all the limbs." Bai Xingye turned his back to Zhan Ying, his eyes were fierce, a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a very
said in a low voice.
"Double return." Chen Zong looked indifferent.
"Hey hey hey." Bai Xingye laughed ferociously and stopped talking. He wore metal gloves with both hands. There were raised particles on the edges of the gloves, which made him more lethal. He gave his right foot a heavy slap and exploded. He quickly rushed towards Chen Zong with his left hand.
He clenched his fist into a fist, gathered it at his waist, and then blasted it out fiercely. The tyrannical force pushed out the air, and the astonishing wind pressure struck first.
Unexpectedly, it was just a feint. The real killing move was to strike Chen Zong's shoulder with his right hand raised up like a knife. It was enough to split the rock. If he was hit, the shoulder blade would definitely be broken.
Draw your sword!
The sword light was sharp, like a waning moon passing through the sky, and it cut into Bai Xingye's chest. If Bai Xingye insisted on wounding Chen Zong, he would also be cut through his chest by this sword. His flesh and blood body could not compete with the precious iron sword.
He paused in his steps, twisted his body, and avoided Chen Zong's sword from below. Unexpectedly, the sword changed again, following Bai Xingye like a shadow.
"Open the monument!"
"Open the monument with one palm!"
The power of Qi and blood exploded, Bai Xingye's face turned fierce, his palms turned red, like a knife, his speed increased sharply, and his power became more powerful, bringing up astonishing air pressure, the wind roared, and the air seemed to be shattered under the palm of the knife.
Lone star shines in the world!
The lonely star was so bright and dazzling that it blinded everyone's eyes. Even Wu Yaotang's chief senior brother Zhan Ying had to squint his eyes.
Bai Xingye faced the lone star in front of the world, and it was almost difficult to open his eyes. His attention was unconsciously drawn and distracted, and the speed of the falling knife slowed down.
The lone star was like a meteor streaking across the sky. It hit Bai Xingye directly on the shoulder very quickly and penetrated it with a sword.
This is just the beginning.
The sword was drawn out and blood spurted out. Chen Zong did not stop and drew out the sword again. The sword lights intertwined and seemed to be densely woven into a net, covering Bai Xingye's whole body and cutting wildly.
"Stop!" Zhan Ying's face changed drastically. He jumped up and swooped down like a goshawk. His hands were like eagle claws and shimmered like metal. He could easily scratch rocks. It was estimated that
Even iron blocks can be pierced.
The martial arts practiced by Zhan Ying is called the powerful eagle claw. It is the most advanced among the human-level high-grade martial arts, almost close to the top-grade human-level martial arts. It is very difficult to practice. Once practiced, his hands can be comparable to rock and steel, and can easily tear apart monsters.
It can resist the sword and also contains tyrannical power, which is very terrifying.
Zhan Ying did not attack Chen Zong directly, but grabbed Jianguang with both claws.
The cultivation level at the peak of the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm is very high, the strength is extremely strong, and the speed is faster. When Chen Zongcai felt it, his claws had already broken through the layers of sword light and grabbed the precious iron sword.
"Sky light and cloud shadow!"
Chen Zong exploded, and strong skylight and cloud shadows intertwined and filled the surrounding area. Even Zhan Ying could not see clearly. He only felt that his eyes were white, but his feeling was not affected, and his claws were still grasping the sword body.
The sword collided with Zhan Ying's talons, and the sound of gold and iron was heard. The shock force was so obvious that Chen Zong almost lost his grip.
Taking advantage of the situation to release his strength, Chen Zong grasped the iron sword tightly and pulled it out from under the eagle's claws, allowing Zhan Ying to catch the air. At the same time, Chen Zong grasped the scabbard with his left hand and used Lone Star Yaoshi again, stabbing Bai Xingye fiercely.
the other shoulder.
The scabbard was not sharp and could not be penetrated, but the tyrannical force directly shattered Bai Xingye's shoulder blades. The whole person flew out and rolled back when he landed. His military uniform was in pieces, his silver inner armor was also shredded, and there were wounds all over.
, dripping with blood, shocking, very miserable and scary.
In particular, one shoulder was pierced and the scapula of the other shoulder was shattered. Bai Xingye's arms were almost disabled. Without a certain amount of time to recuperate, there was no way he could recover.
As for the dense sword scar wounds on his body, they are not that serious, but blood is constantly flowing out. If the bleeding is not stopped in time, he may die of excessive blood loss.
Bai Xingye could not move his arms and was unable to stop the bleeding. Immediately, other disciples from Wu Yaotang ran over and sprinkled hemostatic powder on the wound.
"Chen Zong, you have gone too far." Zhan Ying's face was gloomy, his eyes full of anger.
"If I lose, it will only be worse than this." Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged. Bai Xingye had already planned this.
"The matter has come to an end. It's useless to talk more." Zhan Ying is not a person who is dragging his feet: "Just give me three moves and you can leave."