Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 458: Dragon Qi Hinwei
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"Great Qin country, Xiao Chen, please enlighten me."
The sky is getting late, the sunset casts a fiery red brilliance on Battle Arena, and Xiao Chen's body is plated with the light red glow of 1-layer.
Peaceful expression, calm expression, unpleasant and angry, Xiao Chen just like this once again appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Xiao Chen! This guy is up again, can he win in a row?"
Every time Xiao Chen wins, he pays a difficult price, like a small leaf in the Crazy Wind rainstorm.
Amidst the wind and rain, the beaten ups and downs, ups and downs, but each time they persisted to the end and won their own victory.
Will he continue to win?
I am afraid that no one will say yes, but to give the opposite answer, no one will say that Xiao Chen will lose.
Xiao Chen at the moment, everyone in the audience, has been somewhat unpredictable, full of Endless mysteries.
Winning, still unbeatable, really hard to say.
"Seven winning streak people are now the only one who was the least promising, but unfortunately it has nothing to do with me. I only bought 500 middle-level Spirit Stone on him." /
"I am less than you. I only bought two hundred, and the bets are all set on Fengxue."
"Me too, most of the bets were invested on Jiang Zimo, and only 700 middle-level Spirit Stone were cast on him."
"Look, if he loses today, all his winning streak is also ended, and the fighting is equivalent to ending early."
With Xiao Chen's appearance, and his familiar voice and expression, many warriors on the stands stood up again.
Many of them already have the mentality to watch the last fight.
After today, there is no winning streak, and the greatest charm of the gladiator is gone.
It does n’t matter whether you look or not.
Huh huh!
A hurricane was blowing for no reason on the field, the wind was roaring, and the wu wu sounded. There was a burst of dust on the ground and the sky was flying.
This is Crazy Wind, which is caused by pure momentum and turbulence. It is artificial, the momentum is already so strong, it is not easy to come.
Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, looking at an old man slowly falling in the air, said lightly in his heart.
The person came down to the ground steadily, with white eyebrows and wrinkles on his face rebirth, old-fashioned, some hoarse figure, and said lightly: "White wood peak, come and learn!"
"It turned out to be Bai Mufeng, this old guy hasn't come out for decades, I thought he was dead."
"This guy, I remember, it seems that it was 50 years or 60 years ago that I often ended the winning streak of some warriors. After that, there has been no news. I did not expect that there will be a new appeared today."
"Fifty years ago, there was the cultivation level of the high-grade martial king. How scary should cultivation level be today, enough to crush Xiao Chen."
"This is completely over, and the last winning streak will be ended."
On the stands, many viewers shook their heads and regretted after seeing the white-haired old man reporting his name.
Originally, some fluke believed that Xiao Chen could still win a few consecutive victories, but now he really has no hope.
Without him, the gap on cultivation level is too big.
Boom!
Bai Mufeng's weak voice around him. After the voice fell, a three-foot long sword was added to his hand and a sword was swung out.
A thick and thick Sword Qi with a length of more than twenty meters is swayed, and the momentum is boundless. Under the shock of Sword Qi, it seems that even the air has been split in half.
Xiao Chen's toes are a little bit, and the fast flash road goes aside, temporarily avoiding his front.
Boom!
Just after forefoot left, the thick Sword Qi crashed to the ground with a loud noise, and the ground suddenly hit a long gully by Sword Qi, which lasted for half a year.
"Good guy, the sword is not old, but it is even more surging." Seeing this scene, the audience on the stage exclaimed.
hong hong hong!
Crazy Wind is agitated, Bai Mufeng is in the shape of twinkling, and he wields four swords, and four thin sword auras are intertwined and rotate continuously.
Each thin sword aura is more than twenty meters long, like a windmill, descending from the sky and pressing hard towards Xiao Chen.
"The whirlwind sword cuts, Bai Mufeng's famous stunt, the sword power falls from the sky, this trick can't flash but can only be hard."
"This old guy is still so strong. I remember that I could only wield two swords before, but now I can wield four swords."
When I saw this whirlwind sword, it was immediately explained by Sword Dao Expert(s).
Xiao Chen looked up and saw that the four thin sword aura, which were rotating rapidly, could no longer see the outline, only to see a faint shadow.
Jian Shi Ning and Heaven Above, with the pressure of Supreme, slowly pressed down, Xiao Chen felt a high mountain pressed towards him, making it impossible for him to dodge.
The mountains are all pressed down, where else can you hide, Whirlwind Sword Cut achieves this kind of Boundary.
What a delicate sword move, Xiao Chen frowned slightly, secretly praised in his heart, he could not escape.
Since you ca n’t hide, break it for me!
Xiao Chen light shout, the point of the palm exploded and blasted, a ray of Dragon Qi gathered in the right arm.
In an instant, Xiao Chen felt that he was full of infinite strength, and even the mountain could smash it.
With the Dragon Qi and five fingers, his left hand clenched into a fist, and Xiao Chen faced the center of the Cyclone Sword, rising into the sky.
"How can you do it yourself, if it breaks!"
Bai Mufeng snorted coldly, his whole body Yuan Qi fluttered, and his clothes nonstop danced.
Hoo, the air began to surge back and forth as the clothes danced.
Form a Crazy Wind, whistling back and forth in Battle Arena, like waves, ups and downs.
The whirlwind sword, five swords!
The whirlwind sword, six swords!
The whirlwind sword, seven swords!
The spirit of Bai Mufeng rises, Crazy Wind surges, World changes color, and long sword nonstop waves.
hong hong hong!
A windmill that was larger than the other, slashed towards Xiao Chen, and Sword Qi revolved, causing a terrible storm across the field.
The ground splits apart, and the pieces of soil, Giant, cannot withstand this terrifying force and float into the sky.
"Damn, what is Bai Mufeng doing, this is clearly to set Xiao Chen and die!" someone exclaimed.
Under the roar of Crazy Wind, in the auditorium, a number of Wu Zun class warriors, body, were standing unsteadily and wobbled.
But Bai Mufeng's movements still didn't stop. In the end, he kept waving a round windmill sword composed of ten thin sword auras before slowly stopping.
Hoooo!
Bai Mufeng nonstop kicked his breath, and after wielding these ten swords, he seemed to be ten years old again.
The whole person has also become extremely weak, and can't exert any strength.
The whirlwind swords layered one after another, one round bigger than the other, and one round stronger than the other, it looks like a continuous mountain range of nonstop, which coincides.
On top of the stands, the leaders of various places, their faces began to change, especially those warriors who were not right with Xiao Chen.
The expression on his face seemed extremely joyful. They could see that this 7-layer sword was slashing and boundlessly powerful, and it was simply not something that the ordinary king of warriors could carry.
Xiao Chen is likely to die in this stack of swords, how can they be very popular with them.
Jiangzi Xia Xiyan and others, the expression on his face was extremely worried, but he did not expect such a fierce scene in the fighting.
Xiao Chen looked quiet, ignoring the surrounding Crazy Wind, and the stones flying around, his left hand One Fist directly blasted the windmill sword Sword Qi cross center dot in the front.
Broken!
The windmill sword shattered, and the power of Giant poured into Xiao Chen's body, making his internal organs tumbling quickly.
The broken Sword Qi, like a knife, hit Xiao Chen with raindrops, leaving a **** scar.
Boom!
The second hole under the palm above the left arm exploded, the two Dragon Qis merged, and Xiao Chen One Fist shattered, followed by the second round windmill sword.
The third exit hole exploded, and Xiao Chen once again broke a round of a more powerful windmill sword, slashing all the way.
When the last five Dragon Qi gathered, Xiao Chen had broken the windmill sword formed by nine thin sword aura.
Only the last one is left, and it is also the most powerful, with ten thin sword aura whirlwind swords out of the city.
The clothes on Xiao Chen ’s body, the Sword Qi that had been torn apart, were badly beaten, and there were big Xiaoxiao (little) scars all over his body.
There is hardly a place intact. If it were n’t for the tough body, the broken Sword Qi alone could divide Xiao Chen into corpses numerous times.
Looking at the last round of the whirlwind sword, Xiao Chen shouted, and the Azure Dragon tattoo on his right arm suddenly came to life.
Without take action's right fist, it finally broke out.
Boom!
An Dragon Power spread out and completely suppressed the mountain-like momentum. With a loud noise, the whole Battle Arena could not help shaking a few times.
Wow!
The windmill sword formed by the ten thin sword auras was broken into countless strands of Sword Qi, like raindrops, and fell towards the ground densely.
Amidst the sky and the rain, Xiao Chen descended from the sky and blasted towards Baimufeng One Fist.
Bai Mufeng looked at Xiao Chen, who had broken through ten whirlwinds, and his eyes were filled with surprise. He didn't expect such an outcome at all.
If you want to resist, you find that you are already very heart-warming. Yuan Qi has all consumed on the whirlwind sword, there is no power at all.
Boom!
Out of One Fist, Bai Mufeng's old body, like a broken kite, floated into the sky.
puff puff!
Rapidly falling Sword Qi, hitting Bai Mufeng like a raindrop, and soon his body shot through hundreds of holes, leaving countless blood holes.
After the landing, it was completely dead.
Crazy Wind fell, and some of the audience at the scene could not accept this fact. Bai Mufeng was shot by the fragmented Sword Qi that he swung out.
"Fuck, this is not dead." Yun Ping endured the pain and looked at Xiao Chen, who was still standing, filled with resentment.
Xia Xiyan and others were relieved, and at the same time, they were surprised by Xiao Chen's strength.
On top of the tower, Gao Yang Yu ’s face was calm after all, looking at the scarred body, Fresh Blood Ling Ling, gently kicking gas, Xiao Chen, said: "Call Tuoba Liuyun ready to appear, do n’t give this guy The kicking time, I do n’t want him to lose, as long as he dies! "
Xiao Chen ’s strength showed that Gao Yang Yu had little hope of defeating Xiao Chen once.
Bai Mufeng's life expectancy is not much. The dying person can make Xiao Chen so embarrassed, he is already very satisfied.
Looking at the cold expression of Gao Yang Yu, the other old men in the room felt a little chill.
One death under master, Gao Yang Yu did n’t even have the slightest attachment, so cold-blooded made people shudder.