Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 155: Sword force? Jianyi!

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Chapter 155 Sword Force? Jianyi!

However, Yang Chen didn't disappoint Luo Qingling. This little guy is truly affectionate and righteous, and he really didn't give him a chance.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingling couldn't help laughing.

"Senior sister, what are you laughing at?" Yang Chen couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Luo Qingling shook his head, turned his gaze to the martial arts stage, and said lightly: "Let's watch the game..."

At this moment, on the competition stage.

Mo Fan is almost invincible, and his opponent has been pressed and beaten by him, and even Mo Fan has not even pulled out his sword. The opponent is already in the environment and is played by Mo Fan like a mouse.

"Now, it's time to end you."

Mo Fan smiled lightly, raised his hand, and pointed at the person.

The opponent was shocked as if he had been stimulated, and he rolled off the stage by himself, and the game was finally finished.

"Haha." Mo Fan smiled softly and adjusted his clothes. He didn't move much from start to finish. It seemed so relaxed, as if he had done something worthless.

When they saw this scene, everyone took a breath, and their eyes showed disbelief.

"The second one..."

"Two people have been educated to be defeated so unclearly, who is this guy?"

"The disciple of the Tianhe Sect, really amazing!"

People whispered.

The Tianhezong people on the side showed excitement all over, adding oil to Mo Fan. The one-eyed elder was blowing his beard and staring, and kept them sitting down, keeping a low profile!

"Sura Martial Soul..."

Yang Chen murmured, looking at Mo Fan's eyes, showing some appreciation.

This Mo Fan is indeed relatively rare among his peers.

At this moment, Mo Fan seemed to feel Yang Chen's gaze, and turned around to meet Yang Chen's eyes.

Then the corners of his mouth lifted up and he hooked his fingers:

"Come on, are you the last one?"

"Come up quickly and let me end this boring game!"

Mo Fan's tone was full of contempt.

Hearing this, Yang Chen smiled, did not say much, and jumped onto the competition stage.

Look at him away.

The appearance of the two immediately attracted the attention of everyone. After all, after this battle, the champion of the Empire Tournament is about to emerge!

At this moment, Mo Fan suddenly shook his head and sighed quietly.

There was a look of regret in his eyes.

This action immediately made Yang Chen a little weird: "What? Xiongtai is not satisfied with me being your opponent?"

"Not dissatisfied, but rather dissatisfied!"

Mo Fan shook his head and said, "Do you know why I came to the capital?"

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, smiling but not smiling: "Isn't it because of the Emperor Capital Competition?"

"Of course not! I did it for one person!" Mo Fan sighed, and suddenly said with a heartache, "I heard that this person once killed a strong man in the martial arts realm not long ago, and it spread to the whole empire. ! So I came to the imperial capital specially and wanted to challenge him!"

"Unexpectedly, he didn't come out!" Mo Fan was heartbroken and said: "Brother, can you feel this feeling?"

"Um..." Yang Chen's tone was stagnant.

As soon as he was about to speak, Mo Fan interrupted him: "No, you don't need to say! I know, you don't understand!"

"After all, how can you experience the feeling of a master?" Mo Fan sighed and said quietly: "In this world, he is probably the only one who is worthy of my opponent... Heh, invincible, really. Lonely as snow!"

Yang Chen: "..."

"Fine, even if I can't fight him, but I believe that as long as I win the Imperial Capital Tournament, I will be able to be as famous as him!" Mo Fan said with a serious expression, "He is also a strong man, and he will definitely understand My mood, so when the time comes, he will definitely challenge me for the title of the champion of the Imperial Capital Tournament!"

Mo Fan made a vow.

"Really?" Yang Chen asked back.

"Of course it is true!" Mo Fan said seriously: "So, for him to challenge me, I can only wrong you and be my stepping stone..."

Mo Fan said quietly.

Hearing this, Yang Chen laughed and said: "I think Xiongtai doesn't have to be so troublesome. If the person you are talking about is someone who just killed the martial arts realm two days ago...that should be me. Up."

Yang Chen smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Mo Fan's expression stagnated.

Showing an unbelievable look: "You... are you the Yang Chen?"

"Well, it should be the Yang Chen you mentioned." Yang Chen smiled lightly.

"Hold the grass!" Hearing these words, Mo Fan suddenly exploded and looked in the direction of Tianhe Sect.

I saw a group of Tianhe sect disciples immediately turned their heads, the one-eyed elder also silently took out the hat and carried it on his head, hoping that no one would recognize him...

Because, what a **** shame!

My Tianhe Sect is so full of talents, why did I give birth to such a strange flower?

Mo Fan is also a little embarrassed, but more excited! There was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, he directly touched behind him, and drew out the sword with a "clang"!

"Good!"

"Since it is you, you are qualified to let me move my sword!"

While speaking, behind Mo Fan, a phantom suddenly emerged, and the scarlet Shura ghost once again appeared behind him.

A monstrous sword force suddenly rushed out of his body!

This sword is actually several times stronger than before!

Seeing this scene, Wu Jing's expression in the audience suddenly changed, and his face showed bitterness.

He realized that when Mo Fan confronted him, his subordinates were merciful...otherwise, with his own strength, he would have died under his sword.

I didn’t lose unjustly!

……

"Sword power?" Yang Chen murmured.

At this moment, it seemed that an invisible magnetic field suddenly appeared around him. Within this magnetic field, Mo Fan's aura suddenly became much larger. This momentum is full of killing, violence and bloodthirsty......

This is what Mo Fan meant for Shura!

Even the people around them felt an unprecedented murderous aura. Even at the edge of this sword, they were all over with cold, and there was fear in their hearts.

But Yang Chen...

I was in the middle of this sword, motionless.

The look, no change!

"Good momentum." Yang Chen praised sincerely: "At your age, it is indeed good to be able to reach such a state. If you are an ordinary person like this sword, it is estimated that you will not be able to cultivate in a century... …"

At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly moved his love for talent.

"Do you also know the swordsmanship?"

Hearing this, Mo Fan was taken aback for a while, and then he smiled: "Yes, not bad! It seems that I didn't find the wrong opponent. Since you know I know how to use swordsmanship, it should be a bit of strength!"

"Of course I know..."

Yang Chen smiled slightly.

Then stretched out his hand and lightly tapped at Mo Fan:

"Because after the sword power, it is the sword intent!"

"And what I practice is the Emperor Sword Intent!"