Zhan Chen and Xue Wuhen both stood on the martial arts platform, took out their weapons and stared at each other.
At this time, the elders on the side loudly announced that the game had begun.
But the strange thing is that Xue Wuhen didn't move. If he didn't move, Zhan Chen wouldn't move either, because this time, Zhan Chen vaguely felt that the phrase "strike first" didn't apply to Xue Wuhen.
Seeing that Zhan Chen didn't attack him first, Xue Wuhen couldn't help but laugh. His smile was so obscene that people couldn't help but want to tear his face apart.
Zhan Chenqi said: What are you laughing at?
What I'm laughing at is whether this kind of competition is a bit too monotonous.
What a monotony
A battle without life and death is meaningless. Xue Wuhen shouted loudly, and his voice spread throughout the audience.
Everyone stared at him curiously, wondering which of the nerves of this massacre of thousands of people was out of place today.
Then what are you going to do? Zhan Chen asked.
How about we make a bet?
bet
Do you remember that you took this sword at the auction? It was supposed to belong to me.
Bloodless Trace, you are a bit too stingy. The rule of the horse racing club is that the highest bidder wins.
Yes, I am so stingy. If I defeat you today, you will give me the sword in your hand.
What if you lose?
Unfortunately, the word lose is not in my dictionary.
Humph, then I won’t bet with you
Okay, how about I make a bet with the sword Panlong Sword in my hand?
Zhan Chen took a quick look and saw that the sword in Xue Wuhen's hand was also an extraordinary thing. It was silver-white all over, with a hidden edge. There was a faint shadow of a dragon wrapped around the sword. It was like a dragon coiling around a beam. He couldn't help but shout: "Okay"
Now that you and I have decided, let's look at the sword. Xue Wuhen still maintained his sinister style. Before he finished speaking, he drew his sword and heard a high-pitched sword cry.
Zhan Chen's mind was in a trance, but he remained vigilant at all times and still endured it. He slashed out with his sword and collided with Xue Wuhen's sword.
Another sound of sword sound came, trying to disturb Zhan Chen's attention, but he was restrained by him who was already on guard. He couldn't help shouting: "Xue Wuhen, your sword is weird."
Ha, you are right. This is really the attribute of Panlong Sword. It can disturb people's minds. When it comes to this, aren't you and I the same? Doesn't your sword have special attributes?
Zhan Chen stopped talking. This kind of dragon roar was also effective for him at first. As long as he was alert, it would be much better.
The sword strike just now was just a test. Xue Wuhen was worthy of being the strongest among the inner sect, and he clearly suppressed Zhan Chen in terms of strength.
Pushing away Zhan Chen with his sword, Xue Wuhen smiled and said: Just now I just said hello, now I am going to do it for real.
While he was talking, he drew his sword again. Zhan Chen felt a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and a huge force came from his left shoulder. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, covering his shoulder with his hands, feeling horrified in his heart. This is
What is his true strength?
Although I was already prepared for Xue Wuhen's sword draw, and I also watched his sword draw, I just couldn't avoid it. Why?
It's not that his sword is so fast that it's difficult for people to react, but that the bloody aura on his body is too strong and the martial arts will carried by his sword moves is too sharp, which even makes people instinctively fearful, thus affecting their judgment.
Zhan Chen finally understood what it felt like for those who had been defeated by the Xue Wuhen Sword before.
Xue Wuhen wanted to torture Zhan Chen, but he didn't expect that although his sword hit him, it was blocked by a layer of golden light. He couldn't help but was stunned and said with a smile: Zhan Chen, your turtle shell is indeed very strong, even my sword is too strong.
Can't pierce.
Zhan Chen secretly replied in his heart: No, you have already been pierced, because although the Wuxiang Golden Body Jue blocked your sword, it could not block your sword intention. Xue Wuhen, your sword intention is indeed better than mine.
much more powerful
He had already felt that part of his meridians had been injured by Xue Wuhen's sword. You know, this was something he had never encountered before.
In the past, no matter how strong the opponent was or how high the realm was, the Wuxiang Golden Body Art could reliably block attacks from all sides for oneself.
Zhan Chen suddenly said to Xue Wuhen: Xue Wuhen, can our bet be revised?
Why Zhan Chen, do you want to regret it?
No, you understood it wrong. Can you change your bet to another one?
Xue Wuhen was stunned and asked: What do you want to change?
Instead, you must answer my question sincerely.
OK, if you can win, I will promise you, I mean if hahaha
That's settled
Zhan Chen, let’s see how many swords you can take from me. Killing Curse Jue. Let’s start.
Having said that, Xue Wuhen's whole body momentum increased again. The true energy burned in his body, and even formed bursts of gas that evaporated on the surface of his body. These gases carried a thick bloody smell. From a distance, they looked like a ball of red.
Like a flame.
No, it was not a flame, but more like a boiling blood pool made of blood. From it, one could still hear the wails of the souls of those who died under his hands, struggling in it.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen seemed to have torn off a human mask, more like a ghost crawling up from hell.
Jie Jie, if you want to fight, you must go all out. Watch carefully, the blood-killing sword shadow
Xue Wuhen left a word, but the figure disappeared from the place.
Zhan Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and then he felt threats coming towards him from all directions, making it impossible to escape. This was the decisive blow that Xue Wuhen launched at him.
Faceless Golden Body Technique, Ning Ning faced an unprecedented crisis and Zhan Chenyi gritted his teeth and provided all his true energy to this heavenly level martial art.
A swish of dense sword sounds sounded around his body, and then hundreds of golden light spots exploded all over Zhan Chen. In other words, at that moment, Xue Wuhen shot towards his body.
Hundreds of swords were thrust out of the body
What was it like? To be pierced by thousands of arrows, to be tortured in the late morning, to be boiled, fried, blown up, beaten to pieces, torn apart. Zhan Chen couldn't really describe it. In short, at that time, he felt like putting this on his body.
The urge to peel off every layer of skin is so painful
After a round of intensive attacks, Xue Wuhen flashed in front of him again, and Zhan Chen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and landed on one knee. He still feels that his whole body is numb.
Jie Jie Jie, Zhan Chen, you have a turtle shell, but I also have a steel cone and a steel hammer. Sooner or later, I will be able to remove this shell from you. Although the rules of the semi-finals promise to save your life, I will also let you
The skin peeled off and a few bones were broken.
Zhan Chen gritted his teeth and resisted the dizzy feeling in his mind. In order to prevent himself from falling down, he silently recited the Diamond Sutra in his heart. Immediately, a bright and upright power surged in his heart.
As a result, his will returned to strength, and he was gradually able to endure the pain in his body. He gritted his teeth and stood up.
He looked at Xue Wuhen again, without any fear, but he was thinking in his heart: No, after using the secret method, Xue Wuhen became much stronger in terms of speed and strength, even if I used the Eye of Tao to guard against his sword.
, I can't prevent him from attacking again. I also have a secret method, and it seems I have to use it.
So Zhan Chen decisively took out a pulse-protecting pill and drank it.
But from the beginning to the end, Xue Wuhen did not attack again, but looked at him with a playful expression, not because he suddenly became kind-hearted, but because he wanted to torture Zhan Chen more and enjoy this wonderful time more.
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After a while, Zhan Chen's breath stabilized, and Xue Wuhen smiled at him again and said: How about Zhan Chen? Is he ready? After he's done, let's come back again
Let's come here, the third level of Zhenwu Baoyuanjue. When the battle begins, his eyes wide open, and the third level of Zhenwu Baoyuanjue is activated in one go.
Jie Jie, bloody sword shadow
Eye of the Tao The moment Xue Wuhen's figure disappeared, Zhan Chen activated his second magical power, and then struck out with a sword.
The Ding Pan Dragon Sword and the Silver Dragon Kiss Sword collided together, and Xue Wuhen staggered a few steps, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
One sword reaches the sky and one move takes advantage. Zhan Chen takes advantage of the victory and pursues it. He pours the increased true energy into the Silver Dragon's Kiss Sword desperately and uses his most powerful strike.
Xue Wuhen stepped aside, and the Silver Biting Dragon Kiss Sword passed by his shoulder. Although it did not hit him, the sword light overflowing from the sword still left a long blood mark on his chest.
The pain was so painful that the thousands of people grinned.
Zhan Chen wanted to attack, but Xue Wuhen dodged him, and the two sides further distanced themselves.
Xue Wuhen stared at Zhan Chen and licked his lips. He didn't seem to be depressed because of his injury. Instead, he became more excited. He smiled and said: Jiejie, this is the most interesting thing. Let's do it again.
Without him reminding him, Zhan Chen rushed towards him, taking flying steps against the snow.
This set of footwork under the amplification of the secret technique was really terrifyingly fast. In everyone's eyes, Zhan Chen turned into a series of afterimages. Even the afterimages became blurry, as if they had really disappeared from this world.
The distance of more than ten meters was reached in an instant, and Zhan Chen came to Xue Wuhen and used the meteor to chase the moon.
Xue Wuhen laughed and said, "If you come right, you can swing your sword and knock down Zhan Chen's sword."
This is just a prelude. After that, the two of them fought half a catty against eight ounces, and the tip of a needle against the wheat awn, in the center of the martial arts arena.
Time passed by second by second, and the 60-second limit had already passed, but Zhan Chen did not feel the erosion of the meridians by the secret method.
What's going on? It turns out that with the improvement of Zhan Chen's cultivation, the increase in Zhenwu Baoyuanjue's effect on Zhenyuan is weakening, but the side effects have also been reduced. The pulse-protecting pill that originally took a minute to lose its effect is now enough to last.
4 minutes
The two were fighting fiercely, when suddenly, the aura on Xue Wuhen's body suddenly weakened.
When the time came for his secret technique, a ray of light burst out from Zhan Chen's eyes, and he poured all his true energy into the sword in his hand, and a spring thunder burst out from his mouth: One sword lifts the sky.
The Silver Dragon Kiss Sword bounced away from the Panlong Sword in an instant and stabbed straight into Xue Wuhen's chest.