Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 115: Fighting for the first (two)

Chapter 115: Fighting for the first (two)

"As long as Brother Yi Qing is defeated, it is Brother Meng Chong and Brother Ye Chen."

"Brother Yi Qing should not be Brother Ye Chen's opponent. After all, he lost to Brother Tiefeng."

"Yes, if this year is still the first place of the Meng Chong Chan Brothers Association, there is no good reward. After all, he has been rewarded with a ground-level low-level boxing method-shock shock, but if Brother Ye Chen got it, First, prefecture-level low-level cheats can't run away. "

During the discussion, the game continued.

In fact, although the ranking is still uncertain, it has become clear. The first and second accidents are not Mengchong or Ye Chen. Three to five should be from Tiefeng, Xiao Ye, and Yi Qing. Six to nine come from Zhou Ruo, Li Yun, Li Kuang, and Pei Shaoqing. Qiu Ruotong comes last.

In the first game, Li Yun lost to Li Kuang.

In the second game, Pei Shaoqing lost to Zhou Ruo.

In the third game, Yi Qing lost to Xiao Ye.

In the ninth game, Meng Chong came to power.

Tie Feng shook his head, "I am not his opponent, abstain!"

Boom!

Budao Plaza suddenly became hot, and Tiefeng abstained, which means that Meng Chong will face Ye Chen in advance. This is undoubtedly the most peak battle today and the most anticipated battle.

There is a row of young men and women on the VIP seat on the east side. The oldest of them is only eighteen or nine years old, the youngest is only sixteen or seventeen. The clothes on the body are different, but they are all in the sleeves. The unique moire pattern of Liuyunzong.

The breath of this group of people is pure and vast. Nearly half of them can compete with Meng Chong, a few of which are far more than Meng Chong. Sit there, talk and laugh, and be unaffected by the atmosphere on the court. Influence, giving a sense of unpredictable oppression.

"Jing Jue, who do you think will win?" Among them, a handsome boy asked the boy with a cold look next to him.

Icy boy indifferently said: "boring!"

The Qingxiu smiled bitterly, "It is necessary to be so cold!" Turning his head, he asked the young man in blue again, "Brother Luo, what do you say?"

The blue youth is Luo Hanshan, the second disciple of Liu Yunzong. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "I think it will be Ye Chen!"

"Oh, why?" The other person was surprised.

Luo Hanshan said: "Meng Chong feels like a sharp knife, it is indestructible, but it is too easy to break, but it is not beautiful, and Ye Chen is like a large lake, unfathomable. From the start of the game to the present, I have been calm and calm. So I inferred that the two must be a protracted battle, but Ye Chen was the last one. Of course, speculation is, after all, speculation. If you want to win, you have to play a match. "

The Qingxiu youth laughed: "Brother Luo has always been very analytical, but like me, whoever wins between them depends on the later stage."

The white girl ranked eighth suddenly said, "Mengchong must lose."

In the first place, a little older, the girl with plum embroidery on her shirt yelled: "Xu Jing, I see you for the first time!"

Xu Jing is silent.

Others looked at Xu Jing with a strange look, with a sense of urgency and admiration. The other party only became a core disciple last year. Now it is ranked eighth, and it seems that the other party still has room to spare and does not fully sprint. Ranking, otherwise the top five is not impossible.

From time to time, the inner disciple under the VIP seat glanced back and said to himself: This position is for the core disciple. One day I can sit in this position, how glorious it should be.

Ten platforms have destroyed five.

Ye Chen and Meng Chong stood opposite each other on a seemingly intact platform, staring at each other without blinking.

Oh!

The long knife came out of the sheath, and Meng Chong took the lead in launching the attack. The sharp blood-red sword awn split the air and chopped the leaf dust not far away.

Oh!

Ye Chen did not know when the sword came out, and wielded a sword to block the sword.

"Take me ten swords again!" Meng Chong's expression was wild, his long sword like a wild horse in the hands, madly slashed out, blood-red swords raging and spreading.

Ding ...

For a moment, the entire platform was full of bright sword qi and blood red swordmang, and the figure had completely covered it, and it was impossible for the naked eye to capture it.

Hey, hey!

The two silhouettes fly backwards and confront each other again.

"Happy, among the inner disciples, you are the only one who can catch my eleven swords." Meng Chong has not been so refreshed for a long time, Ye Chen's strength makes him blood-stained, and his fighting spirit is surging, if he can Defeating the other party will surely bring you to the next level.

Ye Chen said: "Continue fighting."

"OK, fight again!"

The words of the two have just fallen, their bodies have rushed together, blood-red swordsman blades and sword qi cross crisscross each other, and after a while, the platform is destroyed, and the cutting is fragmented.

Under the stage, all inside disciples were stunned.

Except for the first confrontation, it is not clear who is fighting against who, who has the upper hand, and who has the lower hand, only to see that the sword is almost as fast as a sword. A sword is stronger than a sword. To the back, the sword The shock wave formed by the collision of Qi and Daomang is even more horrible, destroying one platform after another, and the figure of the two people has been completely invisible. Only saw Jianqi and Daomang swept from this platform to another platform, from The ground hits mid-air, from mid-air to the platform ruins, everywhere, everywhere is the place of battle.

One hundred moves!

Two hundred moves!

Three hundred tricks!

Five hundred tricks!

The two had a total of five hundred moves and they still could not win or lose. Ye Chen's half-step sword meant nothing to Meng Chong's sword, and Meng Chong's fast knife couldn't help Ye Chen. Strength, but will and endurance, whoever persists, wins.

"A thousand moves! No victory or defeat yet, horror!" An inner disciple looked at the sky. At this moment, under the setting sun, the bright afterglow was sprinkled on the martial arts square. Dreams are intense and can't help but take a breath.

"Yeah! Even if other people can block Brother Meng Chong's ten swords, even if it is great, Brother Ye Chen has beaten him more than a thousand moves, and both sides have advantages."

"I don't know who will laugh to the end."

Well!

Blood-red sword awn and crystal-bright sword entangled with each other, soared into the sky, and the strong shock waves spread around, causing the broken platform to collapse and collapse.

The crowd looked intently, and saw the sword in Ye Chen's hand holding Mengchong's long sword, and the two settled there.

"Shock the world!"

Meng Chong made a fist in his left hand and banged on Ye Chen's head.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and his left fist shining with black light greeted him.

Card!

Like a thunderstorm, they both flew out.

"Come again!" There is a jade hardening body to protect the body, Ye Chen stepped on the platform behind him, rushing towards Mengchong like an arrow.

Meng Chong is not afraid, and punches again.

Boom!

There is blood on the corners of Meng Chong's mouth as soon as the two sides touch.

On the core disciple VIP table, Luo Hanshan sighed, "Ye Chen won, Meng Chong was inferior."

"It's not easy to fight now, but Ye Chen is very powerful! Even after winning all the way to the present, even Meng Chong cannot stop his rise."