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Chen Wuxian and Ren stood three feet apart in front of Kunpeng side by side.
Kunpeng sized it up a little, and there seemed to be a smile on his indistinct face, "You two not bad, let's go in."
Blade, who was dressed in black, said nothing, and walked towards the portal of light with a long and narrow black knife on his back.
Chen Wuxing was about to leave when he suddenly heard a voice that was as beautiful as frost and cold for nine days:
"Chen Wuwu, I want to challenge you by name, how dare you?"
Following the voice, it was Lan Liyun who had met a few days ago.
The woman who grabbed her hairpin with her.
She is also one of the eight brought by Kunpeng.
"Girl knows me?" Chen Wuxian raised his mouth and paused, "Whatever, is there a difference between just agreeing and not agreeing?"
Lan Liyun dodged his eyes, looked at Kunpeng, and said uncertainly:
"Uh, there seems to be no difference."
Chen Wuxian shrugged his shoulders, "Then whatever you want, whatever you want."
Having said that, Chen Wuxian entered the teleportation light gate.
Seeing that his solemn challenge was so neglected, Lan Liyun was so angry that his three souls bubbled and his seven souls boiled.
"you you you¡¡"
You spent a long time without saying a complete sentence.
The companions beside her looked at her with a smile.
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? Mingyue Great Secret Realm, Void Moon Mountain, the foot of the mountain.
The pure white cloud gas built three squares, one big and two small.
The small one was only an inch in size, on which stood Chen Wuxian and the one-armed youth "Blade".
The big one is a regular octagon, about twelve feet in size, slightly lower than the height of the two small pure white clouds.
There are all kinds of strange scenes in all directions around.
Sometimes it is like a long river of stars, flowing and spreading; sometimes it is like a thousand spirits blooming with life, galloping, flying, and swimming; sometimes it is like the recovery of mountains and rivers, and the universe changes and evolves
In this scene, what remains constant is the mountain at the center.
A towering flat-topped mountain surrounded by nine bright moons.
Early moon, quarter moon, full moon, dark moon
After observing the surrounding scene for a while, Chen Wuxiu looked away and was looking at the one-armed youth.
? The one-armed young man held the knife behind his back, clenched a fist with one arm, and hammered his chest with a powerful voice.
"Nandan Haizhou, Lianquan Daozong, named disciple, blade."
"Please enlighten me, Mr. Endless!"
Chen Wuxiu nodded, put his hands together, and said, "Nandan Haizhou, Ling Yuzong, Chen Wuxiuplease."
Having said that, the two jumped into the octagonal cloud at the same time.
The battle started instantly, and Ren took the lead and rushed towards Chen Wuwu.
He knew deeply: "Chen must not be given endless time, as long as his formation is completed, he will have no chance."
Ren's footsteps are connected in small steps, one step at a time, sometimes going straight, and sometimes drawing an arc.
Strands of saber energy burst forth from his body, and his one arm tightly held the handle of the long and narrow black saber, and he only waited until he approached Chen Wuxing before he slashed the most peak sword in his life.
One step, two steps, three steps
Someone recognized his steps: "Small steps!"
Among the secret footwork of the Lianquan Dao School and martial arts training methods, the difficulty ranks at the sixth level of the prefectural level, and the most depends on talent and talent.
If you can't learn it, you can't learn it, even if you are a great cultivator of Huashen.
This one-armed young man is really a genius!
The battle scene is presented at the same time in the large water mirror of Mingyue Terrace, or in the small water mirror of Yunyan Pavilion.
The burly old man of Lianquan Daozong, the moment he saw the broken steps of the small knife, the saber aura bloomed on his body, and the saber intent rose like a dragon.
He was half distressed, half puzzled to himself:
"You actually mastered the small knife and broken steps! Blade, what kind of talent are you, why are you always willing to only have the status of a registered disciple?"
? The one-armed young Xeqiang slashed out of the sheath brazenly.
"Keng~hum!"
The pure sound of the knife, the brilliant knife brilliance, and the violent way of the knife.
Ren's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the spiritual energy in his body was pouring out, and he tried his best to condense the knife.
The long and narrow black knife fell straight towards Chen Wuxian's center line as if he was about to chop mountains and mountains.
?In the process, the sharp sword light tore through the air, and deep marks were cracked on the cloudy ground, and the knife after knife??Blooms like summer flowers.
Knife drawing skill - I will kill a hundred flowers after they bloom!
At this moment, in Ren's pupils, Chen Wuxian's figure disappeared, and the touch in his hand told him that he hadn't entered the flesh.
empty!
Blade's heart tightened, and there seemed to be a greasy poisonous snake spreading from the back of the neck, and the skull felt numb.
"There is someone behind, he is so fast?!"
Without thinking too much, Blade rolled on the spot, took advantage of the momentum and turned around and pulled out a knife.
Knife Qi Skill - Rising Dragon Slash.
? A Xuanqing Saber Dragon ascended to the sky, with ferocious minions and delicate scales, lifelike, just in time to pounce on the Xuanbai divine light that was shining on Chen Wuxiu's finger.
"Your senses are very sharp, and you avoided my sword finger just now." With a smile on Chen Wuxian's face, his figure was instantly illusory, and he moved backwards.
He snapped his fingers with his left hand, and was about to cast a small formation.
All of a sudden, the force of law and prohibition came from the void, and the formation failed.
Chen Wuxian was slightly surprised, and snapped his fingers three more times in a row without belief.
"Da da da ~"
From the breeze array, to the invisibility array, to the power bonus arrayall of them didn't respond.
Blade itself is a master of life and death, how could he let go of such an opportunity?
His saber movement continued, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said softly:
"It turns out that formations cannot be used here, chances of victory!"
Xuanqing Daolong wandered around, interfering with Chen Wujin's position, while the blade rushed straight at Chen Wujin, this time he was careful.
The knife was just a false move, and the small knife was broken step by step, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and then the real body crossed a mysterious arc, appearing in the blind spot of Chen Wuxing's vision.
Ren's legs were wide open, half lying on the ground, the black knife in his hand was motionless, silently accumulating momentum.
It was late to say, but it was fast in fact. This process of accumulating saber momentum is only in an instant.
?With one shot, there is no light, no wind, no sound, no air machine
Deadly Knife!
This is one of the skills of the blade pressing the bottom of the box. There is no name of the move, and there is no genre. It is a way of exerting force that he has realized from thousands of life and death battles.
When the knife came out, he seemed to see the result.
Audiences watching from the perspective of God were also amazed by this knife!
Most of them believed that it would be difficult for Chen Wujin, who had no formation, to resist the knife intact.
However, Chen Wuxian seemed to have eyes all over his body, and his steps changed again and again, and every time he was stuck at the most uncomfortable moment of change.
Once, twice, three times seven times in a row in an instant.
The deadly killing knife was exhausted, and Chen Wuxiu's left palm was like a knife like a sword, and he slashed out a spiritual energy.
The aura is condensed, bright and clean, as straight as a sword, piercing the blade of the long and narrow black knife.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Wuxian's figure disappeared suddenly, his steps were casual but ghostly, sometimes he got into the center line of the blade, sometimes circled behind the blade, and sometimes swept to the side of the blade
Thorn, stab, stab
The sword finger combo hit, poking at Ren's body.
However, he didn't care about it, and swirled and slashed with a round dance of his sword, blooming a huge amount of saber energy.
"You can't defeat me without a sword."
Along with the shout, Ren's black clothes burst into powder, revealing his muscular body full of scars.
He pointed the black knife obliquely at the ground in his hand, and his whole body exuded a murderous look.
Chen Wuwu was separated from the blade by ten feet, with the smile on his mouth still, he shook his head calmly and said:
"When the sword comes out, you will die. I can't stop it, so the sword finger is enough."
After saying that, Chen Wuxian's sword heart uttered a soft cry, and the sword intent rose and transformed into a condensed mist and ethereal spirit. The sword energy was like fallen leaves, flowing water, flames, sand, gold and stones flowing endlessly.
Gently lift the sword finger, put it one foot in front of the chest, and express eight words with body language:
"With me, I am invincible, and I will win and never lose." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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