Duan Zehua took all this into his eyes, sneered in his heart, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Chen Qingfeng is the strongest arrogance of the Black Flame Sect, and also Cheng Shan's most important hole card. Since he is allowed to play, it means that the Black Flame Sect will give it a go and win this match no matter what.
"Liu Muyang, you go."
Duan Zehua also threw out a token representing Lingmine, signaling Liu Muyang to stand on the ring.
Before going up, Duan Zehua clung to his ear and whispered for a while.
Liu Muyang looked a little surprised, but was quickly replaced by a meaningful smile.
He stepped onto the ring and faced Chen Qingfeng face to face.
Previously, the alternate contestants lost the competition. It was just a small fight, a city, and it was not a serious injury to the two sects. The real important thing was the ownership of the spirit mine.
Many precious spirit stones can be produced in the spirit mine every year. These cultivation resources are what all disciples dream of.
Whether it is the Black Flame Sect or the Chi Luo Sect, there are no more than three spiritual mines in their hands. It can be said that the victory or defeat of each battle has a profound impact on them.
Chen Qingfeng looked at Liu Muyang, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He also knows that this battle is not easy, and whether he can win or not is related to the future of the sect. Of course, he doesn't care about the future of the Black Flame Sect. All he cares about from the beginning to the end is Cheng Anran.
He is the young master of the ancient Chen clan, and his fate has nothing to do with the Black Flame Sect.
Whether you are practicing in the sect or playing for the sect, you all want to achieve success!
"Before the battle begins, I have a request."
Chen Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, as if he had already won the victory.
In fact, he is 70% sure of winning this battle!
Although Liu Muyang was strong, his fist was restrained by his sword.
One inch long, one inch strong.
It's not easy for him to break his sword intent with his fist!
Everyone was surprised when they heard the words.
The most important thing right now is naturally this battle.
There are only two spiritual mines left in the Black Yanzong, and four in the Chiluozong.
Originally there were three, but Chi Luozong won one from Heiyanzong in the last Tianjiao battle.
This time, if the Black Flame Sect loses another spiritual mine, it will become stretched in terms of cultivation resources, and it will no longer be able to provide so many disciples. Correspondingly, the quality and quantity of disciples will drop significantly.
That is tantamount to slow death.
Cheng Shan frowned, he realized something.
Without waiting for others to respond to him, Chen Qingfeng turned his head, stared at Cheng Anran hotly, and said, "If I win this competition, I will become Anran and be my woman."
All the disciples from all directions were shocked.
This battle is about the life and death of the sect, Chen Qingfeng's move is tantamount to threatening.
However, some disciples felt that Chen Qingfeng was right.
He was originally the most powerful disciple in the sect, and at the critical moment of life and death, why did he make some demands?
Besides, Chen Qingfeng and Cheng Anran are a good match.
Even if Cheng Anran was betrothed to him, it was justified.
Cheng Shan frowned and slowly raised his eyebrows.
"You are dreaming!"
Cheng Anran's expression was slightly cold.
Ye Chen gently squeezed her soft little hand, signaling her to calm down.
When Chen Qingfeng saw it, he was even more envious and furious.
Of course he also knows that forcing Chengshan at this moment may not be effective.
In short, let him see his own strength.
"Uncle Cheng, if you feel embarrassed, then wait until I win this battle."
Chen Qingfeng raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Liu Muyang.
"Oh, so confident."
Liu Muyang chuckled lightly and stretched his fists.
Immediately, the sound of crackling bones exploded.
The momentum of the whole body is crazily improving and cohesive.
Ye Chen saw it in his eyes and nodded slightly.
Liu Muyang really lives up to the title of "Tianjiao", he has cultivated his fists to the point of perfection, and he is only one step away from his way to simplicity and return to Shuoyuan!
For him, there should be no rivals in the same realm.
In the realm of killing nine times, even in the face of life and death, there is still the power to fight back!"I'll kill you first, and then talk about the rest!"
Chen Qingfeng shouted loudly, and when the sword intent condensed, a long sword was completely displayed between the sky and the earth, driving a terrifying aura, forming a half-curved crescent-shaped sword aura, and slashing forward!
Whoops!
The saber energy split the void, and the essence of heaven and earth twisted wantonly, making chi chi noises.
As soon as he made a shot, it shocked the audience.
"So strong!"
"No wonder you dare to make such a request, he is really capable!"
"As long as Senior Brother Chen can take down Liu Muyang, there won't be many people who can beat Chi Luozong."
"Senior Brother Chen, come on!"
For a while, the disciples in the audience spoke one after another.
When Chen Qingfeng heard it, his smile became more intense.
What is needed is to beheaded, beheaded swiftly and fiercely!
"Rushing Fist!"
Liu Muyang raised his fists flat in front of his body, and the invisible fist rose up.
Chi Chi Chi Chi.
The fist burst out a violent breath, forming a vacuum.
This vacuum repelled everything, leaving only the surging fist, rising continuously.
In front of my eyes, the saber energy is coming!
Liu Muyang punched out brazenly, and the surging fist burst out completely, resisting the saber energy.
Click!
The invisible saber energy was broken in the middle, and Liu Muyang was rushed back a few steps by the burst of shock.
A flash of surprise flashed across his expression.
It seems that he did not expect that Chen Qingfeng's strength is so strong.
Chen Qingfeng saw that the blow had the upper hand, and he also showed a determined smile. His figure turned over in the void, and he slashed the sword head-on with his hands with a monstrous force, smashing all things with great force.
Whoops!
There was a gap in the sky.
Chen Qingfeng's saber intent is not only fierce, but also powerful.
It is not easy to resist hard!
Liu Muyang's rushing fist has been gathering strength, and the whole body's fist is flowing like waves, beating the void.
Layer after layer, constantly rippling.
Facing the saber energy, Liu Muyang unleashed both fists!
The huge fist print formed a wave shape and collided with the saber air.
Two collided, deafening.
This time, Liu Muyang did not retreat.
His body surface is rippling with the color of water, and his body looks soft, but in fact it is strong and tough.
"The rushing boxing technique has been cultivated to the point of great success!"
"This boxing method requires very high physical fitness, and Liu Muyang can actually practice it to the stage of Dacheng."
Seeing the luster flowing on Liu Muyang's body, many disciples all changed.
"Hmph, is it true that Chen's saber intent can't break through your defense?"
Chen Qingfeng slashed three times in succession as his figure flickered.
Three sword qi visible to the naked eye came out, even the void could not bear the heavy blow.
Click! Click!
The sky and the earth collapsed, and the void fell.
Liu Muyang took a step forward, and his whole body was drawn into a big bow full of power. He began to exert force from the spine, and a crackling resounded throughout the room. Huge force poured into his right fist. The fist was like a rock, and he smashed out again! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com