The Legend of the Demon Sword Emperor
Lagi

the explosion!

    A loud roar sounded like thunder booming on a sunny day, and the nearby disciples suddenly felt their eardrums ache.

    The steaming energy scattered from the center of the ring in a circular wave, with thunder and a fiery and cold aura!

    No one paid attention to this place, and looked at the field, but everyone was stunned!

    I saw that Xing Yun also punched Chen Lei with the same punch, that white-looking fist was extremely fragile compared to Chen Lei's lightning fist.

    But right now, it was like a mountain, blocking Chen Lei's attack!

    The most important thing was that there was a crack in the ground under Xing Yun's feet, but Xing Yun did not take a step back!

    It had completely resisted Chen Lei's attack!

    That's just amazing!

    Chen Lei was at the ninth level of Martial Arts, while Xing Yun was only at the peak of the sixth level!

    Especially those who were familiar with Chen Lei, it was more obvious that Chen Lei was using at least 80% of his strength now!

    If Xing Yun was weak, this punch could kill him.

    Unexpectedly, Bachengli completely blocked it!

    And Chen Lei on the field was even more shocked, because he did not see any seriousness in Xing Yun's eyes !

    This was an insult to him, and at the same time, it was a belief in his own strength!

    "If you don't have any other skills, then you can .. continue!"

    Xing Yun's eyes narrowed, his right arm agitated, and the second acupuncture point of the Golden Killing Box opened instantly, the flames of immortality rose sharply, and exploded. !

    Chen Lei's complexion suddenly became solemn, he roared, martial patterns bloomed, thunder galloped, and all the right fists were gathered.

    "Thunder lion exploded!!"

    Bang Bang Bang!

    Fists faced each other, fierce flames and thunder exploded, and the sounds of energetic explosions were endless.

    Dangdang!

    Chen Lei's face suddenly showed a ferocious gaze, and his body staggered backward involuntarily!

    And every time you step back, where your feet land, there's a crack!

    Xing Yun's strength was too terrifying!

    Let Chen Lei, who had always been very confident with his physique, be surprised and inexplicable!

    At this moment, Chen Lei's disciple suddenly shrank, as Xing Yun had already appeared in front of him, and another golden punch was thrown!

    “Leiguangbu!” Chen Lei was furious, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then his body suddenly retreated two steps to dodge the attack.

    With a palm grip, a thunder blade appeared, and a blade was slashed toward Xing Yun.

    But Xing Yun's speed suddenly increased sharply, and he came to Chen Lei in an extremely fast voice.

    I saw Xing Yun's arm, like a poisonous snake appearing in an instant, opening its ferocious fangs, and a startling and dull sound of interwoven bones coming out, and before the blade hit him, I saw that, he landed on Chen Lei's chest with an explosive.force!

    the explosion!

    The undead flames instantly engulfed and enveloped Chen Lei, like arrows from a rope flying out!

    With a bang, he landed over ten meters away, causing the sky to be filled with dust!

    Chen Lei's chest was sunken, his clothes were shattered, and the bloody fist marks could be faintly seen on the chest that was splattered with blood!

    The audience became silent in an instant, only Chen Lei's faint breath could be heard.

    Everyone looked at Xing Yun, who was standing with his fists on the field, and they were all shocked!

    Actually, it really is!

    Very strong!

    There were rumors that Xing Yun was the best in terms of swordsmanship, but now Chen Lei, who was at the ninth level of the Martial Marking Realm, was at his peak, has been seriously injured by his fist skills ...

    How strong is his power!

    Xing Yun stood with his hands behind, staring at the audience nonchalantly, "Who else is there?"

    His voice was flat, but filled with arrogance and arrogance, filled with soaring confidence in his own strength!

    At this moment, no one dared to say Xing Yun, as most people looked at Chen Lei who was severely injured by Xing Yun !

    Seeing that Xing Yun won so easily, Wu Lingyan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes staring at Xing Yun's skinny back, her eyes full of excitement and admiration!

    "I'm coming!"

A young man in a gray and white shirt stepped into the ring.

    The young man's face was ordinary, but he was holding a bamboo, shaped like a knife, nothing strange, but he gave people an amazing sword feeling!

    Lifting the bamboo blade in his hand and pointing to Xing Yun, "Shi Yan is here to challenge!"

When the voice fell, Shi Yan shouted and rushed out. The bamboo knife in his hand looked light and helpless, but in the shimmering cold light that moved, it resounded violently. The sonic boom, the great power also made people shudder!

    “Bamboo Sword Arts, Shi Yan will use the strongest sword technique as soon as he appears. I think he was very afraid of Xing Yun !” The people around said solemnly.

    “This Bamboo Stone Blade Technique is fast, powerful, and sword techniques are stacked like a breeze. It seemed that his attack was not powerful, but it could kill people at any time. It seemed that he should be able to fight Xing Yun for a while. They can even win. After all, Chen Lei had just been careless." Many people say this, but then their expressions become dull.

    I saw Xing Yun, who was attacked by Ling Lie from the Bamboo Stone Sword, suddenly shake his arm, and Tu Lingdao appear, and undead flames burst out like fireworks.

    Bang bang bang!

    The complicated and mysterious swordsmanship, the terrifying swordsmanship that could kill people at any time, was now broken by Xing Yun ...

    No matter how strong you are, I will kill myself!

    Dangdang!

    With Xing Yun's blade, Shi Yan quickly retreated, the tiger's mouth was broken, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with dignity and fear!

    Because Xing Yun's blade was too powerful!

    He is completely invincible!

    Bang bang bang!

    In an instant, Xing Yun came to Shi Yan and slashed three times furiously.

    No matter what Shi Yan blocked like this, he could not stop his tendency to continue retreating.

    In the end, his face turned pale, he vomited blood, and fell under the ring!

    Xing Yun put his hand back and stood with the knife beside him, he was still very calm, but it was creepy!

    “Who else.”

    At this moment, all the spectators were shocked!

    Everyone already understood that Xing Yun was not arrogant, not arrogant, but .. confident! !

    The opponents of the two battles were the dark horses that everyone expected this year, but they were all defeated by Xing Yun at the fastest speed!

    At this moment, no one was dissatisfied!

    Ye Wufeng looked at Xing Yun on the field, but his eyes were full of light, and he muttered to himself: "There is a faint feeling that the sword is in harmony with heaven and earth. Is he going to step into the concept of sword arts?!

    " At that moment, even though Ye Wufeng was in control of himself, he was still slightly trembling.

    Even though he had reached Wufu realm, he still did not understand the artistic conception of the Dao of the Blade.

    The artistic conception has nothing to do with the cultivation base, it is entirely based on a personal understanding of martial arts!

    Among these, natural artistic conceptions, such as ice, fire, water and soil, can be understood by many people when the cultivation base reaches a certain level.

    Since his own blood would have attributes, it would be easy to understand.

    But the atmosphere of the weapon was the most difficult!

    This was also the reason why Liu Zhihong and Liu Zhiming would be crowned as the Young Sword King after comprehending the artistic conception of the sword!

    And now Xing Yun had also touched the door of the artistic conception of the blade, which surprised Ye Wufeng.

    Ye Wufeng believed that Xing Yun would definitely be able to enter the artistic conception of the blade for at most three years, and at most one year!

    However, he does not know... It would be very easy for Xing Yun to enter the sword mood! !

    Li Xue said to Bai Zixuan, the first person in the Liwu Rankings, "You have a good chance of winning against her."

    "Ninety percent."

    Bai Zixuan smiled indifferently, "The strength Xing Yun showed was not enough to threaten me. It's you, it's a little hard to win."

    The corner of Li Xue's mouth rose slightly, cold and cruel.

    “I'm looking forward to it.”

    Huang Ye among the crowd looked at Xing Yun at the moment, his eyes were full of light, and his fighting spirit was simply astonishing. Just as he was about to stand up to fight XingYu, he suddenly saw a murderous life eating chicken feet in the distance, he walked slowly with a drink.

    The killing of a living person made some 'parents' among the outer disciples of the Mad Sword Sect excited.

    Many of them know that killing is very deviant and alternative.

    Previously, the low cultivation level made many people not dare to provoke, but now that it is said that its strength has increased tremendously, I don't know if it can suppress Xing Yun !