Throne of Universe

Chapter 463 One blow

Jin Yun was completely like a subordinate beside Niu Zhen.

Gradually, after the two finished talking, Niu Zhen shook his arms, looked at Jin Yun and said, "Just use all your strength, let me see how strong you are!"

"I won't be polite!" After Jin Yun finished speaking, the golden long sword in his hand came out of its sheath, and the body of the sword shone with golden light. He swung the long sword and slashed at Niu Zhen. , Niu Zhen kept blocking with both arms, every sword was blocked by the golden ring on his arm, and golden flowers protruded from his arm.

As soon as Jin Yun swung his sword, he swung more than 40 swords. Each sword was as powerful as breaking through a thousand-jin boulder, but every sword was blocked by Niu Zhen.

Gradually, Jin Yun's thrusts became faster and faster, but they were all blocked by Niu Zhen.

As for what the two of them whispered to each other as soon as they walked onto the competition stage, no one in the competition stage knew.But many warriors are still guessing. In their opinion, there must be a great connection with Fang Youran. Fang Youran hurt their people, how can this make them feel happy.

"Whew!" Jin Yun spun around twice this time, and then slashed at Niu Zhen with a fierce sword.

A wave of golden air exploded from the golden long sword, its lethality cannot be underestimated.

"Hula!" Niu Zhen turned around suddenly, and the eighteen gold rings on his left arm suddenly flew out of his arm, stacked neatly on top of each other, and the golden light flashed like a tyrannosaur flying into the sky.When the golden sword in Jin Yun's hand hit the golden ring, a powerful airflow burst out from the golden ring and violently flicked the golden sword in Jin Yun's hand, as if a light bullet hit the golden sword hard, hitting the golden sword and Jin Yun together. Withdraw more than 20 feet violently.

Niu Zhen smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and waved his palm in mid-air, as if a tornado was spinning in his palm, and the neatly stacked golden rings began to jump up, the whirlwind in Niu Zhen's hand pushed forward, and the tornado on the ground The golden ring was violently hit by the whirlwind, and each of them was violently struck towards the golden cloud in the distance.

Each golden ring rotated continuously, and there were bubble-like light waves in the golden light. It looked extremely gorgeous, Jin Yungang walked steadily, and these golden rings were almost three feet away in front of him.

Such a move was obviously beyond Jin Yun's expectation. He swung his sword and stabbed forward, and dozens of golden sword lights shot out from the golden sword, shooting towards the golden ring.

But these golden rings seem to be very spiritual. When Jin Huan was about to touch the sword light, Jin Huan dodged intact. Attacking directly, who would have thought that those golden rings suddenly reversed direction and hit straight upwards, just hitting Jin Yun's breastbone.

Jingu's whole body was in pain, and he began to fall towards the ground. After hitting the ground heavily, his chest was hot and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Niu Zhen originally thought that Jin Yun would admit defeat because of this, but Jin Yun's eyes swept coldly, and the golden sword pierced towards his throat.

Niu Zhen raised his front body, turned his footsteps, pushed his right palm forward, and a phantom shot out from the palm of his hand, "Boom!" It hit Jin Yun's chest hard, like a single cliff slammed into Jin Yun's chest, Jin Yun was crushed The palm flew up, and Jin Yun's body flew in the air ten feet high.

Suddenly, Fang Youran, who was originally indifferent, suddenly became ugly.

"No, Niu Zhenxiu is definitely not at the fifth level of the Yellow Rank. Could it be that he used some kind of kung fu to hide his strength!" After a long time, Fang Youran's expression returned to normal, but this faint worry did not sink in Fang Youran's heart.He always hoped that this kind of worry and premonition were wrong, otherwise the battle between him and Niu Zhen would not be easy, and he would even have the possibility of losing!

"Niu Zhen wins!" Wu Xiaotian walked onto the arena, looked at Niu Zhen and shouted loudly.

Niu Zhenwei smiled, picked up the Jinyun sword, and walked towards the competition area!
Wu Xiaotian marked Niu Zhensheng on the bulletin board, and then shouted loudly: "Come down and invite the three winners to draw for the last time. In this lottery, one person will not be required to participate in the competition, and will be saved until the final competition!"

Just as Wu Xiaotian finished speaking, Fang Youran and the three winners had already arrived in front of Wu Xiaotian.

Up to now, there is only one of the four strong players left, which is indeed a bit beyond Wu Xiaotian's expectations. Since this is the result, Wu Xiaotian is at least at ease in his heart.

And it was Niu Zhen who won. In Wu Xiaotian's eyes of these four strong men, Niu Zhen gave Wu Xiaotian a much better impression than the other three. At least Niu Zhen had always regarded Wu Xiaotian in his eyes.

Besides, Niu Zhen is still the one with the lowest cultivation level among the four strong men. In the end of this match, it turned out that Niu Zhen was still standing on the competition field. This was beyond Wu Xiaotian's expectations, but Wu Xiaotian still hoped that Niu Zhen would not win this match However, these hopes are still pinned on Fang Youran.

Because at the very beginning, the butler directly above the competition stage had already cast a glance of approval at Fang Youran.

So Wu Xiaotian is still optimistic about Fang Youran, hoping that Fang Youran will win.

Wu Xiaotian held a small box in his arms, glanced at Fang Youran and the other three in front of him, and said, "Draw numbers now!"

Fang Youran drew number one, while Niu Zhen drew number zero, and the remaining number two was naturally Mu Can.

The three showed Wu Xiaotian the numbers they had drawn one by one.

Wu Xiaotian took a look and said: "Fang Youran and Mu Can stay for the match, Niu Zhen please go down first and wait for the next match!"

"That's good!" Niu Zhen responded softly, and then walked towards the bottom of the competition platform.

Fang Youran and Mu Can stood opposite each other, the distance between them was only three feet, Wu Xiaotian at the side glanced at each of them and said, "You two can start now!"

Mu Can looked at Fang Youran and said first: "Please!"

Fang Youran also said, "Please!"

Mu Can had a smile on his face. Naturally, he was able to reach the third level and the first level. This all depended on his strength.He swung the nunchucks in his hand.The nunchaku made a clear zipper sound.A golden light flashed on the other side of the stick head, and it immediately hit Fang Youran's head. Fang Youran waved the Gen Ancient Sword in his hand and started to resist. A single light light flashed on the Gen Ancient Sword.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" With three consecutive blows, when Mu Can's nunchaku hit Fang Youran's long sword with a heavy blow, there was a stream of air rushing to both sides, which was enough to show that the nunchaku was at least a mysterious grade seven sword. Otherwise, with a fifth-level cultivation base of the Huang rank, it would not be able to exert such a huge power.

Mu Can used this attack method just to find out how strong Fang Youran was.But such moves obviously cannot allow Fang Youran to display his true strength.In fact, none of the warriors knew how powerful Fang Youran was!

Mu Can's face gradually turned gloomy, his patience had been exhausted by Fang Youran, so he would not continue to waste time with Fang Youran.Just when he thought about this, the veins on the back of his hand grabbing the nunchuck suddenly burst out, and the luster on the nunchuck suddenly became stronger, and the light was at least five times stronger than before.

The golden luster reflected his face was golden.

"Huh!" A powerful airflow rushes towards its long black hair and raises it high!
"This is!"

"What a powerful murderous aura!"

"It turns out that Mu Can has been hiding his strength, and he is only showing it now!"

"Well, this is the magic stick art of the Mu clan. Now that it can emit such a powerful light, it has already reached a certain level of cultivation!"

"The magic stick breaks mountains and rocks, but it exists like a legend. I haven't seen this magic stick for a long time!"

"Decades ago, the God's Stick Art was cracked by strong men from other races. It seems that this God's Stick Art must have risen again." An old warrior shook his head lightly, with deep eyes, Recalling such an incident decades ago.

Also at this moment, the nunchuck in Mu Can's hand had completely lost its color, and it looked like two extremely powerful golden rays of light!

Mu Can's face gradually turned ferocious, and he swung the nunchaku and hit Fang Youran on the head. The speed of the attack was so fast that the warriors who looked at him on the stage didn't see Mu Can's attack clearly. speed.

But when they saw clearly, it was when Fang Youran blocked the nunchaku.

At this moment, the expression on Mu Can's face is shocking. His speed is at least five times faster than before. Ordinary warriors can't feel his movement. Hit by the stick, but facing Fang Youran, Fang Youran was able to see the speed of his attack at the first moment, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

After all, this is the difference between the fifth level of the yellow rank and the sixth level of the yellow rank. After reaching the sixth level of the yellow rank, what kind of feeling is it like? This is only for warriors with the sixth level of the yellow rank It became clear.

This feeling is naturally clear to Fang Youran, but Mucan will never be able to feel it unless he reaches this level.

No matter how fast Mu Can shot, it was slow in Fang Youran's eyes. This is also the difference in realm between high and low cultivation warriors.

So for the other party Youran, it is certain to block Mu Can's attack.

"Hey!" The light on Fang Youran's ancient sword suddenly became stronger at this moment.Fang Youran swung the ancient Gen sword in his hand vigorously.

"Boom!" Qiang Shuo's sword light rubbed against the luster on the nunchuck, and when Fang Youran swung it vigorously, a violent air current trembled, and the nunchuck was bounced back, and there was a huge impact, driving Mu Can suddenly withdrew more than ten feet.

Mu Can was shocked, and looked at Fang Youran with ferocious eyes. It was absolutely impossible for him to be slashed by Dongfang Lie's sword like this, and he was shocked by the powerful sword energy to retreat from the distance of more than ten feet, but now it seems that he does not believe it. Believe it too, because all this has become a fact.

Just when Mu Can was still in shock, an unusually dazzling light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and at the same time, an extremely painful blow came from his body. When he reacted, he was already flying in mid-air.

At the same time, there was another shock on his face, a big futon hand was waving towards his cheek.

(End of this chapter)