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Everyone in Yuzhizong was still caught in emotions, but the experts outside were once again shocked by Chen Wuxing.
"During the battle, you can use your fingers to catch the aura of the victim. What kind of move is this?"
"That's the Qingdi Jue known as one leaf and one flying sword. Every green leaf with spiritual energy is a flying sword with unparalleled sharpness. It's fine for Chen Wuxi to hold it with one hand, but the three incomprehensible formations still block it." The huge green leaf on the top of the head is really too monstrous and terrifying!"
"For the past few days, the only wish left by the old man is to see what the limit of Chen Wuxian's potential is, but now it seems that his potential, combat power, mind There are no limits in many aspects."
Kunpeng's blurry face seemed to have a wide smile.
He was inexplicably happy in his heart, this kid is really extraordinary, Void Yuehuaquan, hehehe
Tantai Qingyu sat opposite Kunpeng, watching the chessboard not moving, but thinking in her heart:
Senior Kunpeng focused all his attention on Chen Wuxi.
Just now, he obviously smiled. Could it be that Chen Wuxian is really so peerless?
Senior Kunpeng looked down on the tens of thousands of years of existence in the world like this, and he would look sideways at him
All the masters were in a state of mind agitation, and on the gossip platform, the outcome has been decided.
As the last move, the two of them still did not move.
Chen Wuxiu held out his sword finger, and the aura at his fingertips turned into a flying rainbow, condensed and pure to the extreme.
Thousands of green leaves gathered into one Li Daojing, with a hazy back condensed behind him.
The face of the back figure is as clear as the world, and the eyes are as bright as the blazing sun, like a heavenly emperor from eternity.
Seeing such a vision, no one will doubt the power of Qingdi Jue.
Li Daojing held his palms falsely, and the phantom held falsely at the same time, and then all the green leaves turned into a sword.
This sword is between the invisible and the tangible, and immediately stabs out
Chen Wuxing's sword finger touched the tip of the sword, and the three souls and seven souls in his body sounded a sword cry inexplicably.
? Crisp, loud, and endless, like running water beating pebbles in a stream.
Little Lolita Zhixue licked her fingers and made a milky voice: "What kind of sword is this?"
Others in the Lingling Sect were speechless, ""
You are the endless sword spirit, isn't this your sword body itself?
Little Lolita quickly sensed what everyone meant and shook her head repeatedly.
"It's not me, it's not me, the sword raised by the master's little brother is not me, bah, bah, the sword raised by the master's little brother is me, but he still has a sword that is deep in his heart, it is his own sword, and the sword of the outside world Nothing to do."
"What did you say?" Yue Qianhua couldn't believe it, "We always thought that the sword that endlessly said could not be used was aimed at you, after all, your body is so sharp."
After saying that, she also pointed to Bai Muyang and Mastiff Ying.
Of the two, one was shaved into a bald head by Zhixue, and the other was turned into a Mediterranean
Oh, oh, people make it at home, and the pot comes from the sky.
Can you lie down like this?
Bai Muyang and Mastiff Ying glanced at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, inexplicably felt a feeling of "brother, I understand you".
Tantai Qingyu crushed the chess piece, and couldn't help saying: "How could it be?"
"Why not? Are you the same as Lu Jiujian who doesn't know the sword? I always thought that the sword in Chen Wuxi's body was that little girl?"
Kunpeng joked: "Look carefully, what is Lu Jiujian doing?"
When Tantai Qingyu heard the words, he glanced over with his spiritual sense.
In a few moments, his eyes suddenly opened, staring like two copper bells.
"Chen Wuxiu's sword cry gave him an opportunity to break through the eighth realm?!"
"Almost," Kunpeng said calmly, "continue playing chess."
The old senior is indeed an old senior, so it is not surprising that such an unreasonable thing, it really is very different.
Tantai Qingyu was full of admiration for Kunpeng's state of mind.
He nodded and lowered his eyes, forcing himself to meditate.
Kunpeng was actually as shocked as he was in his heart, but he pretended to be indifferent in order not to lose the face of a peerless expert in front of outsiders.
In fact, in Kunpeng's heart, it seems that there is a self churning wantonly.
Because of this turmoil in his mood, he forgot to remove Chen Wuxi and Li Daojing, who had already decided the winner.
eightOn the cloud platform, Li Daojing looked seriously and bowed.
"I have a deep feeling in the fight with Mr. Endless again. It seems that the sword intent in my heart has improved a little. It is really, really hard to repay."
Chen Wuxian smiled with a relaxed expression on his face.
Li Daojing also said:
"In another day, I will definitely go to Yulingzong to pay a visit, and hope to learn more from you."
? ? ?
What kind of brain circuit is this?
? If you can¡¯t repay what you promised, you really don¡¯t want to repay it, but you want to come back again?
Chen Wuxing's mouth twitched again and again, and he simply stopped talking.
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It was another competition where Zhuyu was in front, and everyone was not very interested in the follow-up competition.
Fortunately, there are indeed no weak players in the top 16.
A young man stood in a daze for half an hour in Hua Feiwo's hearty attack before he was defeated.
Ye Linchen's opponent was quite slippery, and he didn't fight hard when he walked around, and he lasted for more than a quarter of an hour.
Like this kind of opponent, he probably knows that he can't beat the opponent he meets, and then he strives to be slower than other defeated teenagers.
Chen Wuxian knew about this strange psychology, but he couldn't understand it at all.
Isn't victory and defeat just for fighting?
Even if there is only a 0.01% chance of winning, you must do your best to seize the chance of victory.
Chen Wuxian shook his head and looked at the new team seriously.
In this group, Bai Xiaoqing faced a very strong opponent.
However, he still couldn't resist the Bai family's twin-body secret technique, and was defeated by the double attacks of Bai Xiaoqing and Yun Ling'er who turned into a phantom of Bai Xiaoqing.
A little later, Qingzhao came on stage, and Qingzhao's opponent was a young man with a bundle of bamboo swords on his back.
"Nandan Haizhou, Yulingzong, Qingzhao."
"Traveling around the world, cultivating casually, Mo Fei."
The two told each other about their history, performed the etiquette, and jumped onto the gossip platform at the same time.
The moment he landed, Mo Fei, a boy with bamboo swords, turned into a sword light, and the three bamboo swords flew towards Qingzhao.
He followed closely behind, holding a bamboo sword in each hand.
There is nothing special about the bamboo sword itself, it is just an ordinary green bamboo with a certain aura.
The style of the sword is also very simple, the sword body has no front, and there is no guard at the sword grid, the only thing there is the tip of the sword.
Sharp, straight, cold.
Qing Zhao's response was exceptionally timely. The big black-bottomed iron pot in her hand suddenly grew bigger, completely blocking Qing Zhao's figure, and then she kicked the iron pot and threw it straight at the bamboo sword boy.
At the same time, Qing Zhao's feet, hands, and hair ignited red and black fire.
She is like a shooting star hidden behind a comet.
"when!"
"Dangdang!"
After three slightly spaced noises before and after, a silent thrust pierced in, and the iron pot was dented inward, as if it would be pierced in the next moment.
Qingzhao exploded with fierceness when he was about to fight, and he did not evade or retreat. Instead, he stretched out his hand to hold the black iron pot, increasing the pressure to face it.
The scorching fire was blown out of the palm, and the flame penetrated from the surface of the pot to the bottom of the pot, and then passed to the bamboo sword.
"ºÇºÇßÚ~~~"
The intense burning ended in an instant, and the bamboo sword boy's clothes were on fire.
He is also a ruthless person, ignoring the scorching of his skin, he thrust out the bamboo sword in his left hand.
"Boom! Shout!"
No, this man is left-handed.
The strength of the left hand is three times stronger than that of the right hand!
A thought flashed in Qing Zhao's mind, he turned his head quickly, gave way to the bamboo sword, and then controlled the black iron pot to press down.
In the next second, her body ignited red and black cooking fire, forming a cooking fire clone, and continued to exert strength.
But her main body was holding the kitchen knife, went around to the side, and before hitting the face, she raised her hand and gave a horizontal cut.
Victory or failure lies in this knife.
Qingzhao held the belief of victory in his heart, but his eyes froze the moment he hit the bamboo sword boy.
It was at this moment of concentration that the sixth and seventh bamboo swords stabbed out, one sword pointing on Qing Zhao's wrist, preventing her kitchen knife from falling, and one sword pointing at her throat, announcing the triumphant song of victory.
For a moment, the two remained motionless, like two wooden figures.
"You, why are you a girl?" Qing Zhao's face was very red, and he muttered in his heart: "And there are not many pieces of cloth left on his body!"
Mo Fei looked cold, and replied: "I only think of myself as a man."
Having said that, she stood where she was, took out a new set of plain blue men's hard clothes from the ring, and changed them openly.
Qing Zhao didn't worry too much, just let out an "oh".
Kunpeng was very caring, and waited until Mo Fei changed his clothes before teleporting the two of them back to Mingyue Terrace.
In this regard, the top eight will be decided. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)p; Having said that, she stood where she was, took out a new set of plain blue men's clothes from the ring, and changed them openly.
Qing Zhao didn't worry too much, just let out an "oh".
Kunpeng was very caring, and waited until Mo Fei changed his clothes before teleporting the two of them back to Mingyue Terrace.
In this regard, the top eight will be decided. (Remember the site 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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