Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 345: Two Losses in a Row

"Since you are so arrogant and dare to underestimate me, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Fang Shi was furious and stepped forward, standing first in the middle of the attic.

In his hand, a long steel sword appeared. This sword was very common, and there was no mystery.

In this battle, simple swordsmanship, ordinary steel long swords are enough.

Seeing Fang Lion walk out, Chu Xingyun stood up in a hurry. A stainless steel sword also appeared in his hand, his eyes were calm, and he stared at Fang Lion lightly.

"War!" Fang Lion spit out a cry like a mad lion, exploding in the void, making everyone's heart tremble.

In an instant, Fang Lion's hands were filled with a violent sword gas. The sword gas swept through, making the space make a snorting sound, but for a moment, he seemed to be bathed in this violent sword gas.

Boom!

Fang Lion stomped on his right foot, the sword gas bloomed, and the ground made a dull cracking sound. The land under his foot actually shattered directly, spreading a profound sword mark.

"Good overbearing power." The crowd was slightly startled.

Fang Lion's swordsmanship is violent and rugged, but he is also very powerful. At the same time, his body is also extremely powerful.

Feeling the startled gaze of the crowd, Fang Lion looked up with pride. He glanced at his eyes, only to find that Chu Xingyun was still standing, his sword tip lowered, and there was no movement at all.

"The battle of Jianxiu, the momentum is extremely important. This person is facing me without even a trace of movement, and it is just an arrogant generation." Fang Shi's heart was full of sneers, his body flashed, and his body came to Chu Xing. In front of the cloud, the long sword came out, as if incarnate into a violent lion, and fell down.

Chu Xingyun was still standing, but he saw that he raised his palm, there was a frosty cold light flowing on the long sword, and the sword was floating, as if at this instant, it turned into a phantom and completely disappeared in the crowd's vision.

"I won!" Fang Shi's mouth smiled with sarcasm. He was only three feet away from Chu Xingyun. In such a narrow space, the other party had no possibility of evading.

However, Chu Xingyun thought to avoid?

I saw his eyes flashing a dazzling brilliance, the sword was empty, and the surrounding space was filled with a mysterious power, no weight, no light, no shadow, invisible, but it really appeared in the eyes of the crowd, and it was directly greeted The violent sword of the square lion.

Click!

The blades collided, and the violent sword gas was released, oppressing the two of them.

This sword spirit, too powerful, landed on the body of the square lion, like a boulder landing, with a muffled sound, a very painful expression, which appeared on his face.

However, the pain is painful, but Fang Lion's heart is extremely happy.

"I have a fierce lion martial spirit, and my body is far more than the strong man of the same level. Even I am shocked by this sword gas. That guy can't resist it at all." Fang Shi secretly said in his heart, his eyes Looking towards Chu Xingyun, then the whole person froze.

In the field of vision, Chu Xingyun stood in front of him, only half a foot apart.

The violent sword gas fell on him like a mud bull entering the sea, disappeared instantly, and there was no sound. This picture is like a gravel, hitting the endless land, it is not worth mentioning at all.

"Go!" Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed a light of impatience, the long sword trembled, and all those sword qi were shaken away, a stream of light rushed across, fell on the body of the lion, and flew him for more than ten meters. Hitting the wall, his eyes dissipated, and he passed out on the spot.

Silence, silence.

The crowd was dumbfounded, gazing at Chu Xingyun with an incredible gaze.

In their minds, Chu Xingyun's strength is far behind that of the Fang Lion. The result of this battle has already been forthcoming, and there is no suspense.

At this moment, their expectations came true.

There is indeed no suspense in this battle, but the defeated person is the Fang Lion.

"Good sharp swordsmanship, good domineering physique." Xia Qingcheng also grows her mouth, she knows that Chu Xingyun's swordsmanship is deep, but she didn't expect it to be so deep, a thought, shattered Fang Shi's sword gas.

Moreover, Chu Xingyun's physique is also overbearing, fearing the sword energy of both sides, and flying Fang Lion in one fell swoop.

All of this, like the dark mist, completely enveloped Chu Xingyun, adding a bit of mystery to him. Rao is Xia Qingcheng, who took a deep look at it and was filled with surprise.

After Chu Xingyun defeated the Fang Lion, there was no expression on his face, and he said casually: "This is the first madman of the Qianwu dynasty, which really makes people feel disappointed."

His voice pointed directly at the comatose Fang Lion, but the dark black eyes looked at Bai Muchen and said, "I heard that Bai Gongzi has touched the threshold of the unity of swords. To defeat countless strong men, I want to see, what is the mystery of your sword? "

After all, Chu Xingyun raised his hand, and his sword qi was released, and finally gathered into a huge ancient sword. The sword had no spiritual power, but it had a terrible power to destroy the world.

Bai Muchen felt the sensation of the sword spirit, his face became cold, his hands clenched into a fist.

He knew clearly that Chu Xingyun's remarks were to inspire him and let him take a fight to prove his name as a genius and enter the ancient sword society with majesty.

But the most helpless is that Bai Muchen can not refuse.

If he refused Chu Xingyun, he would certainly be ridiculed by everyone, making people feel that Bai Muchen was afraid of Chu Xingyun and dared not fight.

This result is more disgraceful than losing.

Thinking for a moment, Bai Muchen snorted, and his body fell in front of Chu Xingyun, his eyes said sensibly: "You are really annoying me this time."

Buzz!

Sword Yin sounded, Bai Muchen, holding a long sword, went to Chu Xingyun town to kill.

It was only a moment when the sword light of spiritual power came. Although the sword light was heavy, it had no weight at all, and even a trace of heaven and earth spirit power was not there, maintaining the purest sword light.

"Human sword unity!" Bai Muchen drank again, the long sword forward, but saw the figure of Chu Xingyun arrived, standing in front of him, palm probing, Chang Jian flatly stabbed.

Such a sword is very slow, without half of the strength, but I don't know why, but this sword has broken Bai Muchen's sword energy, and has been printed into his eyes, seeming to kill him completely.

Bai Muchen's body stiffened, a flash of struggling color flashed in his eyes, just trying to admit defeat, but he saw a cold light sweep, and fanned **** his right cheek.

The consequences, naturally, were like those of a lion cub. After flying out, he completely passed out.

"It's really boring!" Chu Xingyun shook his head, walked away with his sword, and returned to his seat.

When he was seated again, the crowd recovered, all eyes widening, staring at the two on the ground.

It didn't take long for their look to change, and they dared not despise Chu Xingyun anymore, not even to look at it.

"It's amazing, but it's a little overbearing." Xia Qingcheng turned sideways and whispered to Chu Xingyun.

Fang Lion and Bai Muchen are the genius demon of a dynasty.

These two people, wherever they are, will attract people's attention, even in the ancient sword city, and they are no exception, but now they are fainted like a dead dog on the ground, it is really a bitter smile.

"I think it's not bad, don't you think it's a lot quieter now?" Chu Xingyun shrugged, his tone seemed casual.

The purpose of his shot this time was for Li Wei.

In a tyrannical posture, the two lost in a row, using facts to plug the crowd's mouth.

Now, he did it, the crowd shut their mouths cleverly, and said nothing more, which is enough.

As for whether the action was overbearing and whether it was appropriate, Chu Xingyun ignored it and dismissed it.

"This ancient sword society has not started yet, and there have been successive battles, but you are also bold, and you have not put Wan Jiange in your eyes!"

At this moment, a cold voice came.

I saw a figure walking on the promenade. This man was wearing black soft armor, a long sword in the waist, and a sharp air between the eyebrows, like a sharp sword, giving a suffocating feeling.

"Meet Brother Chang!"

When I saw this man, whether it was a genius or a demon, I bowed slightly and stared at him with a dreadful look, even Xia Qingcheng, and bowed to salute.

This young man is naturally famous.

He finally appeared.