Datang Ssangyong starts to gain armed domineering color

Chapter 65

In the history of Tianlian Sect, there was a sect master who came up with a whimsical idea and created a powerful but very tasteless trick based on the Qimen Dunjia formation.

Once it is successfully cast, it can explode the power of several times its own strength, but it is tasteless, and no enemy will stand in the same place stupidly and let you shake the spell for a long time.

So Anlong never used it after learning it.

But today, because Chen Chuan himself set the rule that the other side would make the move first, instead An Long had the opportunity to use that move.

I saw that as Anlong continued to play a lot of Lotus Heart True Qi, gradually, the entire arena was covered by a large net of red True Qi, but Chen Chuan in the center allowed him to display it and was unmoved.

Seeing this scene, An Long was so settled that he thought that Chen Chuan was still taking the time to adjust his breath.

snort!Do you think I will give you a chance.An Long sneered secretly, and with [-]% of his infuriating energy consumed, he jumped a dozen meters high with a swoosh and appeared above Chen Chuan's head.

"Chen Shaoxia, take me for a move, Qian Lian will be in full bloom." He shouted fiercely, and saw An Long's hands forming a seal, and a palm descended from the sky.

boom!

At the same time, those lotus hearts that he played in the ring were inspired.

Immediately, the red light was flourishing, and a slap-sized lotus phantom appeared, forming a huge lotus phantom covering the ring, and all the fiery true qi gathered in the sky under the sympathy of qi and machine.

In an instant, Anlong in the sky was submerged by the red light, like a blooming red lotus falling from the sky, echoing the refining phantom on the earth.

At this moment, the aura was reversed, and An Long seemed to be carrying the power of the entire arena and descended from the sky towards Chen Chuan with a palm.

With such a magnificent and powerful move, the people in the audience around 06 exclaimed in surprise, and even Xie Hui on the high platform looked condensed, and felt a huge threat from this move.

Of course, this move can be performed thanks to Chen Chuan Jingjing letting him set up the Lotus Heart Formation.

Otherwise, when he used the Lotus Heart True Qi to form a formation.As long as you stir with infuriating energy, you can easily destroy this trick, which is said to be powerful, but useless and tasteless.

At this time, Chen Chuan raised his head and looked at a move that fell from the sky. He was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that you would actually have a palm technique that fell from the sky."

Saying that, he put his right hand on the handle of the knife and pulled it out again.

boom!

In an instant, the dazzling black and red light lit up again, and under the extremely domineering sword energy, the phantom of the lotus flower that enveloped the arena collapsed instantly, and then rose into the sky and collided with Anlong who fell from the sky.

boom!

The sword energy collided with the phantom of the lotus flower that fell from the sky, and in an instant, it was like a gorgeous firework blooming, and the wind pressure mixed with black and red light exploded in the air, forming a huge diffusion ring.

Gorgeous and dangerous.

puff!

In the air, the fat Anlong sprayed blood from his mouth, his clothes were smashed to pieces under the overflowing sword energy, and the blood vessels burst into pieces because of his true energy, and smashed under the ring with a blood mist.

The eyes of many people watching this scene jumped, because An Long was the first person to be injured so badly after the start of the ring, even worse than Fan Zhuo's injury.

"Congratulations to the host, the sword seal captured a fingering mental will, level, second level."

It's actually secondary.Chen Chuan was a little surprised.

In terms of cultivation, An Long is a master of entering the micro, which is one level higher than the innate peak spear king Fan Zhuo, but he did not expect to be inferior in martial arts cultivation.

Fan Zhuo, who was at the peak of the innate, realized the naive form of the third-level spear intent, but the Anlong spiritual idea of ​​the master of the micro-level was the second-level. It seems that a person's martial arts realm cannot be judged solely by his cultivation.

"President, president, are you alright." At this time, several people from the Hexinglong Chamber of Commerce on the high platform flew off the stage, and the second general quickly helped Anlong, who was covered in blood.

Anlong shook his dizzy head and said weakly, "I, I'm fine."

Speaking of that, An Long raised up a force to push his subordinates away, shook his body and barely stood up straight, looked at the stage with blood on his face, and said in surprise, "Chen Chen Shaoxia, you don't mean that your swordsmanship is slashing the sky, you are gathering all the energy from your whole body. An angry move?"

In the ring, Chen Chuan nodded lightly: "Not bad."

Hearing that, An Long gasped and gritted his teeth, "Then why are you still able to perform it? Isn't this kind of secret technique exhausted and exhausted every time you use it?"

"Oh, you said that."

Chen Chuan nodded: "It is true that every time I perform the sword-drawing technique, it consumes a lot of energy, but I am born with divine power and talent.

After speaking, Chen Chuan took a few breaths, his face looked paler than before, but his figure was still upright and straight, which made Xie Hui's eyes move slightly on the stage.

puff!

As soon as Chen Chuan finished speaking, An Long, who was in the audience, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out directly behind, and his frightened men quickly caught him.

With the master-level powerhouse An Long being carried away, everyone immediately turned to Xie Hui on the stage, because if he loses again, and he is also defeated by Chen Chuan's move, then Chen Chuan will swept the entire South martial arts.

And it is a one-shot defeat, no one can match.

At this moment, many people have the illusion of witnessing history.

Throughout the century of modern rivers and lakes, although there have been countless amazing and brilliant characters, there has never been one like Chen Chuan who set up a ring to overturn the entire southern or northern martial arts.

Even Song Que, the heavenly sword who was the number one sword in the world at the age of 20, and Shi Zhixuan, the most talented evil king of the Demon Sect for thousands of years, have not managed to do so.

Although they were highly skilled in martial arts at the time, they encountered many first-class masters and master-level masters who fought dozens or hundreds of moves before defeating them, and even suffered injuries.

So at this time, many people had mixed expressions, they hoped that Xie Hui would win and save the face of the southern martial arts, but also wanted to see that young man reach the top of the southern martial arts No. 1 and make history.

At this time, Xie Hui stood up slowly, and bowed his hands to Chen Chuan in the ring: "Looking at Chen Shaoxia at this time, Xie Mou couldn't help but think of his righteous brother Tiandao Song Que, who was young but shocked at the same age. Brilliant."

With the horizontal knife in his left hand holding the scabbard behind him, Chen Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, as calm as ever: "The Castle Master has won the prize, and Chen has long been fascinated by Lingnan Tiandao."

"I really want to know if the Heavenly Sword is stronger, or if I am better at cutting the sky and drawing the sword."

Looking at the indifferent young man on the ring who said he wanted to compete with Tiandao, some people must have thought that he was arrogant and ignorant before, but now...

Xie Hui said solemnly: "Although I really don't want to take advantage of others' danger, but today for the sake of the reputation of the southern martial arts, I won't let the world laugh at me that there is no one in the south. Xie can only come to the stage to ask for a trick, please forgive me."

This is the role of personal fame. Anlong, who is a businessman, came to power, and everyone despised him, despising him for taking advantage of others' dangers.

And Xie Hui, who is known as a martial arts judge, is just and 'carrys' the face of the southern martial arts, is ready to take the stage and challenge Chen Chuan, who has used a huge amount of power and plummeted by performing 'secret arts' twice in a row.

For example, under the stage at this time, some young people looked at him with admiration, and looked like I would ask you to have a face in the southern martial arts.

At this time, Xie Wenlong, the only son beside him, spoke with expectation in his eyes: "Father, you must win."

Xie Hui looked back at his son, his majestic face was expressionless, he didn't say anything, just nodded to him, then flew up, and landed on the ring that had turned into ruins across more than ten meters.

After suffering the battles of the innate masters again and again, especially Chen Chuan's violent and domineering every shot, the arena at this time was full of potholes, as if he had been bombed by artillery shells.

In particular, the crack in the middle that divides into two, with a length of more than ten and 20 meters, is shocking.

On the high platform, the fair-minded Xie Wenlong subconsciously looked at Shang Xiuxun, who was beside him. He saw that the beautiful owner was looking at the arena attentively. His eyes fell on Chen Chuan, his eyes sparkling.

This appearance is completely different from when his father Xie Hui introduced him earlier, the other party glanced at him lightly, which immediately made Xie Wenlong extremely jealous.

Turning his head to look at the ring, Xie Wenlong kept praying in his heart, hoping that his father would defeat that man, pull him down from the clouds, and stomped on his feet again.

In Xie Wenlong's mind, as one of the three major forces in Bashu, the father of the sole proprietor of the fort is invincible. He has been recognized as the number one master of Bashu for many years, and even Tiandao and his father are sworn brothers.

And how could that kid who appeared out of nowhere be his father's opponent, especially after he used that powerful trick twice.

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlong showed a sneer on his face, ready to appreciate Chen Chuan's appearance after losing.

In the arena, Xie Hui solemnly bowed to Chen Chuan: "Chen Shaoxia, the subordinate gave him the nickname of the martial arts judge, and he used a pair of judge pens weighing [-] pounds. Please enlighten me."

"What, the judge's pen of the castle master actually weighs [-] pounds."

"It's an exaggerated weight, heavier than the hammer of those fierce generals on the battlefield."

Hearing this, Chen Chuan couldn't help stretching out his left hand, holding the 1.5-meter-long Miao knife horizontally in front of him, and said with a smile: "This knife is called Doom, and it is made of mixed black steel. It weighs 240 catties. Please enlighten me."

Under the continuous tempering of domineering, Miao Dao not only became tougher and sharper, but also its weight changed from 240 catties to [-] catties, which surprised Chen Chuan.

"Cough cough..." On the high platform, Fan Zhuo, who was in luck, coughed suddenly.

Fan Caiqi quickly patted his back and said eagerly, "Father, father, are you alright?"

Fan Zhuo waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and after taking his breath, he asked, "I, I'm fine, what did Chen Shaoxi say just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

"Chen Shaoxia said that his knife is called Doom, and it weighs 240 catties."

"Pfft! Cough...cough...cough..." Fan Zhuo's relieved breath suddenly became chaotic, and he coughed violently.

Similarly, when those people on and off the stage heard Chen Chuan say that his knife weighed 240 catties, they all looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

It's too exaggerated, even an adult can't bear this kind of weight, let alone holding it with one hand as a weapon and swinging it at will. To do this, at least one arm strength requires five or six thousand pounds of strength.

Thinking of this, the expressions of many people changed, including Xie Hui, because this kind of terrifying power coupled with the domineering external power made him invincible on the battlefield.

No wonder, the first-class masters in front of him couldn't take a move from him. It was Chen Shaoxia's mercy that he didn't die under this kind of power.

Xie Hui took a deep breath and pulled out two brushes one meter long and made of stainless steel with thick wrists from behind him. Immediately, the atmosphere of the whole person changed, and an aura of a grandmaster that was no less than Anlong's, more domineering and compelling broke out.

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Chapter 66

In fact, all the jianghu masters who entered the ring today felt very aggrieved.

Which one of them is not experienced in hundreds of battles, and has gone through countless battles to come all the way to this day. They have rich battle experience, and ask themselves whether they can fight against a master-level powerhouse.

But who would have known that this time I encountered a pervert like Chen Chuan, and I didn't have anything to do with you at all. No matter how complicated and subtle your moves were, you would directly overthrow him with unparalleled power.

Since it's a battle, you always have to get close, right?As long as you get close, facing Chen Chuan's lightning-fast counterattack, they can't dodge at all.

And once it touches, no one can stop the force that pushes everything horizontally.

So today's ring competition is actually very boring. One by one, the famous masters in the arena come on stage, sign up for their names, make extraordinary moves, and then be defeated by one move.

Even Xie Hui, who was known as the No. [-] master of Bashu at this time, could not avoid this situation and could only use his strongest move to attack Chen Chuan.

The majestic Innate True Qi swept up a gust of wind, and the brush shadows in the sky seemed to shroud Chen Chuan in essence.

In just an instant, Xie Huigong changed 39 moves to Chen Chuan's judge pen, making 170 changes, enough to face any counterattack.

And between the transformation of reality and reality, the real killer move was hidden and not revealed, with a pair of eyes staring at Chen Chuan, guarding against the possibility of swordsmanship.

After two observations, he has already thought of a way to crack that trick, which is to hide.

As long as he evaded the attack from the front of Chen Chuan when he performed the sword-slashing technique, and kept uninjured by the method of imperial power, then he would have won.

At this moment, Chen Chuan did as he thought, holding the hilt with his right hand, and it seemed that he was ready to perform the sword-drawing technique regardless of consumption.

But just when Xie Hui was stunned and concentrated.

puff!

The Miao Dao weighing more than 100 kilograms was as light as nothing in Chen Chuan's hands. In an instant, hundreds of sword lights were cut out to wipe out the pen shadows in the sky, and then a sword light passed through the protection silently in Xie Hui's horror, and appeared in front of him. chest.

In an instant, Xie Hui's dead souls were all out, and all the true energy in the body burst out wildly, holding the pen in front of him with both hands.

when!

The sharp Miao Dao was as light as nothing, and when it landed on the judge's pen, it made a gentle collision between steel and steel, which made Xie Hui stunned for a moment, but then, an indescribable terrifying force suddenly erupted.

In slow motion, I saw that under the destructive force that erupted like a torrent, the judge's pen in Xie Hui's hand shattered instantly, and then some of the shattered steel fragments fell on him together with the force.

boom!

On the ring, Xie Hui flew out with a bang in the dazzling light of the knife, and because the speed was too fast, there was also a long white sonic boom on his body. Smashed into the opposite restaurant.

boom! !

Half of the wooden wall of the restaurant collapsed, and for a while, smoke and dust filled the air, exclaiming everywhere.

"father."

On the high platform, Xie Wenlong was stunned for a moment, then shouted in panic, and rushed towards the restaurant with the people from the Duzunbao.

There was a commotion in the crowd under the stage.

No one expected that, as the last hope of the southern martial arts, Xie Hui was also slashed by Chen Chuan in an understatement, and it seemed that the injury was more serious than that of An Long.

The most important thing is that this time Chen Chuan's shot was extremely domineering and different from the previous one. His swordsmanship was as fast as electricity and silent. Compared with the previous performance, it was full of contradictions.

Clang!

In the ring, Chen Chuan returned the knife to the sheath, marking the end of today's ring.

For Xie Hui, a fair martial arts judge, Chen Chuan actually didn't like him at all.

This person has acted honestly and justly for many years, and he is also a sworn brother with Tiandao Song Que, and has a great reputation in Bashu Wulin.