Immortal Martial God Chapter 281: Invisible sword

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Chapter 281 The Invisible Sword

After the old man's face disappeared that day, Wanmin was excited, and the blood in everyone's bones was ignited.

"Tianxuanzong, who I used to care about his grandma! Even if Haoranzong is defeated, I will stay for the rest of my life and never give up his homeland!"

"Yes, this is Lao Tzu's hometown! Lao Tzu doesn't care if the martial arts world in his hometown is strong!"

"Go to your Sky Profound Sect, get out of the Canglan Continent!"

"Yes, that's how it feels!" Xiang Nan felt enthusiastic, and he clenched his fist hard, that's how it felt!

This feeling is called belonging! It's called power!

At that moment, all the players who participated in the competition had forgotten their fear, and they were all fighting spirit!

"Hahahaha!" In the valley, there was a thunderous laughter, Xiang Long folded his shoulders and laughed arrogantly: "The scene is very moving, but it's useless to talk about it. "

"No matter how you shout the slogans, you are still just a bunch of trash!"

Someone yelled: "You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

That long laugh is even more rampant: "I dare to go deep into the tiger's den, but I never thought of leaving alive! But even before I die, I will win the championship and kill you clowns!"

In the sky, after struggling in the sky for a long time, the commander finally decided to withdraw his troops and said to Elder Shi Beihong: "I hope you don't let Haojing down, don't let the old man Tiandao down."

After that, the flaming legion swept a cloud of fire north.

And, since this moment, Haoranzong has fallen into the greatest crisis of trust, betting on the dignity of the warriors of the Vast Sky Empire, and betting on the trust of the old man of Vast Sky, he must win anyway!

"The competition, continue!" In the sky, Elder Shi Beihong shouted.

This whole day of ten battles, everyone fought extremely hard, and the curtain ended smoothly.

On the third day, the top fifty ring competition continued, and the game was almost halfway through.

To participate in the game today, Murong Wanqing, who was drawn to the 22nd, defeated her opponent by an overwhelming advantage and successfully advanced to the top 50.

In the third game in the afternoon, Li Qingchuan appeared.

And Li Qingchuan’s opponent is a man in a black robe!

"Broken!" Xiang Nan and the others sank.

After seeing his opponent, Li Qingchuan's pupils suddenly contracted, gritted his teeth and smiled strongly: "My luck is really good."

"Ahhhhhh! My goodness, why is there a disciple of the Profound Sky Sect!" The audience exclaimed in unison.

"How many are there! This is the third one that has appeared."

With the appearance of the third Tianxuanzong disciple, the confidence of all the audience collapsed!

A Xiang Long is so strong, and now there is a third strong person!

"Bai Jianmen, Li Qingchuan!" Li Qingchuan raised his sword.

And the man in black was a thin, eagle-nosed man. His face was already thin and skinny, like a dry tree bark.

"Xuanzong, Zhanli." The lanky hook nose reported to his sect.

"Sure enough, it is from the Sky Profound Sect." Li Qingchuan gritted his teeth.

"Qingchuan!" Xiang Nan rushed to the edge of the ring and shouted: "If you can't beat it, don't force it! You only have the second level of Guiyuan, and he has the fifth level of Guiyuan! Surrender is not ashamed."

Li Qingchuan turned around, smiled at Xiang Nan, and said: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

"Oops, he will definitely not surrender." Xiang Nan thought in his heart, worried.

"The game, start." The referee gave the game order.

Then Li Qingchuan pointed the tip of the sword at Zhanli, and said: "Show your weapon!"

Zhanli had no expression, but his thin face looked like a ghost, very scary. He hoarsely said: "If you want to see my sword, you have to use your life for it."

"Don't be ashamed of speaking!" Li Qingchuan called out a step forward, cutting down the long sword in his hand!

A half-moon sword light flew towards Zhanli against the ground.

The foundation of this sword is very solid, and the strength of the sword is quite deep, but the only thing that is not enough is the realm.

And when the sword light flew ten meters in front of Zhanli, it suddenly split into two!

"Huh? What kind of martial arts is this?" The spectators in the audience, and the players watching the game under the ring, were all taken aback.

Only a few real masters can tell that Li Qingchuan's sword light did not separate by itself, but was cut!

It turns out that it is!

After Li Qingchuan's sword beams were separated, they swish and tilted to the sides and shot out, and finally cut on the surface of the ring.

At this time, everyone woke up like a dream, with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

"How did he cut Li Qingchuan's sword light? He didn't even move his hands."

"Damn it, that hook nose is so fast!"

Li Qingchuan took a breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Not bad, it's fast, try this trick again."

Speaking, Li Qingchuan cut out one first, and the half moon sword light flew away, and then cut out the second and third swords.

The two sword lights at the back quickly caught up to the first one, and the three sword lights crossed into a triangle.

Zhanli was still expressionless, but walked towards Li Qingchuan with his hands behind his back.

The triangular sword light came quickly, but it was silently divided into six segments at a distance of ten meters! Those broken sword lights swept past Zhanli's body without touching a single bit.

"What's going on." Li Qingchuan began to gasp, and said: "This guy's speed is too fast. I haven't even seen his arm move."

What did he use to cut my sword light? Do you use vitality? "

Li Qingchuan bit his scalp, this time he simply grabbed the long sword and rushed towards Zhanli.

Zhanli continued to walk, when Li Qingchuan rushed ten meters in front of him...

Shit!

Then Li Qingchuan suddenly raised a bunch of blood on his chest! Then this person rose into the air and flew out backwards.

Look at his chest again, the front flap has been cut open by a strange sword mark, leaving a long sword wound on his chest!

Many players were dumbfounded.

Ten meters! It seems that within ten meters of the exhibition, there is an invisible barrier, and nothing can pass through that ten-meter distance.

"Qingchuan, hurry up and admit defeat, it's impossible to win." Mo Hai frowned and persuaded.

Then Li Qingchuan fell to the ground, lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and grinned: "Then...what's going on...In the end, if he doesn't even touch his body, he will give up."

"I...can't afford to lose...this person."

"I know I can't win, but at least I have to touch him."

Na Zhanli has already walked over, and Li Qingchuan is still fifteen meters away.

Li Qingchuan jumped up and shouted: "Try this trick to see if you can catch me!"

After that, Li Qingchuan's body shook, suddenly divided into two shadows, from left to right to there, outflanked the past.

"This is..." Xiang Nan's heart moved.

Mo Haidao: "This is Qingchuan's killer, Split Shadow Slash."