Chapter 1316 The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves?
"Hey hey hey."
After completing this operation.
Murong Chen laughed proudly and said, "Do you really think you defeated my sword move just now? In fact, you were too clever to be clever, and you just walked into the trap I carefully laid for you."
He paused.
Then, minding his own business, he continued: "It seems that you are extremely alert to defeat my sword moves. But in fact, you have seen through your purpose and deliberately let you do this. Do you know why? Because, I
I have taken the opportunity to lay this dragnet for you!"
now.
Wu Yong's up and down, front and back, left and right.
All are densely packed swords.
There are three floors inside and three floors outside.
Wrap Wu Yong tightly.
"Now, you have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. There is no other way to choose except to be killed by me. You don't have to beg me, I won't give you a chance. I will kill you without mercy.
Cut the grass and root it out!”
Murong Chen's move was really beautiful.
Follow the plan.
It led Wu Yong into a new trap.
And ruthless.
Leave no chance to the enemy.
Wu Yong said sincerely: "You are really a talent. If it weren't for bad luck, you might have become a tycoon."
The bad luck he mentioned was naturally referring to Murong Chen's encounter with him.
Murong Chen also heard what Wu Yong was referring to.
"If you're going to die, you still have to talk hard, let's look at the sword!" Murong Chen pointed his hand forward, and all the swords were fired again, this time stabbing Wu Yong from all directions.
He vowed to stab Wu Yong into a bloody hole.
So far.
Wu Yong also had to admit that he underestimated Murong Chen's sword moves.
At this moment.
He had to take out his Xuanyuan Sword and compete with Murong Chen.
Buzz.
The moment he held Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
Xuanyuan Sword couldn't help but tremble.
In fact.
Xuanyuan Sword was trembling when he saw Murong Chen's sword.
It was as if he had met a rare opponent.
The sword's power is unprecedented.
Without Wu Yong's deliberate urging, the Xuanyuan Sword was spitting out its sword light.
"Are you also eager to compete with him? Then come on!" Wu Yong shouted coldly and slashed out with his sword.
The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand shoots sword energy hundreds of meters away.
Boom.
After encountering Murong Chen's sword move.
Sparks were flying in the air.
At the moment of collision, the light produced was like the appearance of a second sun, causing everyone to close their eyes.
You can only rely on your spiritual thoughts to sense the battle situation between the two sides.
The battle situation can only be described as shocking.
Wu Yong wielded the Xuanyuan Sword and did not use any sword moves. He just slashed twice with the left and stabbed twice with the right.
Xuanyuan Sword and Immortal Killing Sword.
One sword versus one sword.
Fairy sword versus fairy sword.
It's like the tip of a needle against the wheat awn.
The sound of rumbling explosions is endless.
In the square on the top of Kunlun Mountain, it suddenly felt like the end of the world.
Just now, only some buildings were damaged.
Now the air wave generated by the explosion directly knocked off the roof of the building. Those who were relatively close in the square were either accidentally injured or were blown around by the biting wind.
A fierce battle.
Really scary.
About ten minutes later.
Relying on the indestructibility of Xuanyuan Sword.
Murong Chen's sword moves were broken to pieces.
A look of horror appeared on Murong Chen's face. He turned his hands over and shouted: "Take it!"
Whoosh.
The remaining swords were combined into one.
It returned to Murong Chen's hands again.
The moment the sword returns.
Murong Chen's look of horror has disappeared without a trace, replaced by a faint smile: "I knew you would have a lot of cards in your hand. I want to take you with one sword.
life is not very realistic."
oh!
He said this.
The people from the Huashan Sect showed expressions of sudden realization.
"It turns out that Murong Chen was testing just now."
"It's not that I want to kill him with a sword."
"Now that he has shown his trump card, he will know how to use his second move."
After Wei Donghua witnessed the confrontation between the two sides just now.
Originally I was a little worried about Murong Chen.
Hearing Murong Chen's words, his hanging heart suddenly dropped again, and his eyes showed approval. He thought to himself: "Murong Chen is not old, but his mind is extremely close. He is indeed taking over the Huashan Sect.
As long as he can kill Wu Yong, he must be the leader of the Huashan Sect."
Qingyangzi narrowed his eyes with an intriguing expression.
At this moment, Qingyangzi was also evaluating in his heart how he would make a choice later.
If Murong Chen really won with the power of thunder.
Then the Kunlun Sect still has no power to fight back in front of his sword power.
Qingyangzi prayed secretly in his heart, Senior Wu, Senior Wu, you must not lose easily!
And facing Murong Chen's smile.
Wu Yong also smiled faintly and responded tit for tat: "You don't have to pretend to be relaxed. If you have any other sword moves, just use them!"
The moment when their eyes met.
Sparks flew.
The conversation just now was just a brief pause between the two of them.
soon.
Murong Chen drew his sword again.
This time, he opened his hands and the Immortal Sword was suspended in front of his chest, spinning rapidly.
The sword turned faster and faster.
at first.
You can still see the blood lines on the sword.
Gradually.
Nothing can be seen anymore.
All he could see was a red light on Murong Chen's chest.
Hula la.
Within a radius of ten feet around Murong Chen, strong winds were blowing, and everything stirred up by the strong winds would turn into dust in an instant.
The momentum of this sword was even greater than the Ten Thousand Swords that Murong Chen used just now.
"Sword! Ru! Cang! Dragon!"
Murong Chen called out the name of the sword move word by word, and then pushed forward with both palms.
Ouch ouch.
The sound of the dragon's roar echoed throughout the world.
That red light was like a giant dragon, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing Wu Yong.
This sword is powerful and powerful.
There is a kind of domineering attitude that can swallow up mountains and rivers.
This sword is extremely fast.
Like a ray of light, it arrived in front of Wu Yong in an instant.
This sword is very powerful.
Wherever it passed, dozens of meters of ground were cut away.
The whole audience was shocked.
Whether it is Wei Donghua, Qingyangzi, or a disciple of the Huashan School or the Kunlun School.
They were all shocked by the power of Murong Chen's sword.
This sword has gone beyond their understanding.
This is the power that only a fairy sword can exert.
People present.
No one has the confidence to resist.
Wei Donghua sighed: "The Immortal Sword! What an Immortal Sword! With it in hand, even the Yuanshen realm will be beheaded!"
Qingyangzi looked at Wu Yong, feeling desolate in his heart.
He murmured in a voice only he could hear.
"Is it true that the legend of a generation, the dignified Senior Wu, is going to die here today? Sure enough, the waves behind him in the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves in front died on the beach?"
At this moment.
This situation.
People can't help but think that back then, Wu Yong also killed Yu Benlei who crossed the river with a reed, and then became famous in the battle.
Could it be that this period of history is going to happen again with this young man named Murong Chen?