Chapter Seventy-Seven: Defeat of the Enemy

The aura is like a mountain, and the vastness is like the sea.

But in Qianchen's eyes, this mountain can be trampled underfoot, and this sea can also be subverted. The lines on his chest finally resurfaced, and endless fighting spirit burst out from it, spreading throughout his body.

Qianchen is a strong person, but it can also be said that he is a stubborn person, before he got the gravel fist, he could smash the meteorite thousand fists every day, and smashed the huge meteorite with his fist. After getting the Gravel Fist, he is even more diligent, even if it is the most garbage and lowest-level mortal-level martial arts, it also has its effect, he firmly believes that there is no garbage martial arts, only you are not enough to insist. And the number of times he practiced this mortal-level primary gravel fist was even more terrifying. This is more handy than "Xuanyang Finger" and "Scorching Sun Slash".

Qianchen's eyes were slightly red: "Break it for me!"

"Boom!" The roar of the aura storm was like Mars hitting the earth, and the entire venue raised dust covering the sky, as well as the aura, blocking everyone's realization.

Everyone was engrossed in staring at the result of the collision, and Bian Lei and the others were beating faster and were extremely worried. That Wang Ying is definitely not something they can resist, and all hope will be pressed on this Qianchen.

In this silent and tense atmosphere, it was broken by the sound of a cough, which was really Wang Ying's.

Zhao Han's solemn expression relaxed, and he laughed at himself in his heart that he was worried that Wang Ying would be defeated, and then he sneered: "What a joke, just the Water and Fire Realm dares to fight against the monks of the Second Mountain, who gave you the courage." Too bold is ignorance!"

Bian Lei and the others looked at Zhao Han viciously, glaring at the arrogant Zhao Han.

Linglong, who has always been short-tempered, surprisingly ignored these mocking words, and just looked at the dust that gradually dissipated with a worried expression.

The two figures gradually emerged in this violent aura, and another cough sounded, still Wang Ying's.

Zhao Han's disdain at this time was even stronger, and he was really frightened by that weird kid today, but the gap between realm and strength was still not easy to surpass.

But his smile gradually dissipated, only because the situation was getting more and more wrong.

Wang Ying's cough continued to speed up and worsen, and the smoke and dust finally dissipated, and the two figures stood upright.

However, Zhao Han's expression became gloomy, while Linglong and the others turned their worries into joy.

Wang Ying was unscathed, but his pale face and the constant coughing up of blood proved that his injuries at this time were not optimistic. On the other hand, Qianchen stood in it with a calm face.

Qianchen has won!

"You can win Wang Ying, it's already something to be proud of, presumably you have gained a lot of things in the Hidden Spirit Cave" Zhao Han said with a smile, the greed in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

In his opinion, Qian Chen's ability to cross the realm and defeat Wang Ying was all due to Lingzang.

Qian Chen didn't refute, this was indeed due to that, because his weird elixir was like gluttony, and the magic stone aura he absorbed was endless, which also made his realm and strength abnormal.

"You want to know? Try it yourself. Qian Chen looked at him with a little sarcasm, and treated him in the same way as others. You beat me back, you ridicule me and insult you, it's that simple.

"Arrogance!"

Zhao Han was obviously enraged, and then he showed a cruel expression: "Then I will fulfill you." ”

The infinite majesty on his body came out, and the phantom condensation behind him was actually three spiritual mountains, three mountain realms! This Zhao Han was even stronger than Wang Ying!

However, will Qian Chen be afraid, the answer is no, there is no difference between these two mountains and three mountains in his eyes, it is just a waste of energy and needs to climb another one.

Zhao Han looked at Qian Chen and sneered: "How can you believe in fighting with me, I'll let you see the strength of the real Mountain and Sea Realm powerhouse!"

"The soul of the mountain, give me condensation!"

Suddenly, a strange sign appeared on the phantom of the first spiritual mountain behind him, which seemed to be virtual and real.

This change made the expressions of Linglong and the others change greatly, and they couldn't help shouting: "Qianchen be careful!"

"Then look at how I shatter your mountain" Qianchen's fighting spirit was endless, and in the battle with Wang Ying, he suddenly realized that he was refining the demon body, refining not only the physical body but also the will. The heart of the strong should be indomitable, the advance will be like a bamboo, and the retreat will be abandoned!

"I don't know if you're confident or arrogant. ”

Zhao Han's face was cruel, and suddenly he moved. Qianchen felt that if Wang Ying was a mountain, this Zhao Han was a mountain range, and neither the power nor the pressure was comparable to Wang Ying.

"Is this the so-called Spirit of the Mountain?"

Qian Chen's expression was solemn, once he faced the enemy, he would go all out, not to mention that Zhao Han gave him a threat.

"Hand over your spiritual treasure, this is my last advice!" Zhao Han let out a loud shout and burst out with a palm.

"Cold Mountain Palm!"

A biting chill enveloped it, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.

"Are you worthy? That's my last answer. As soon as the words fell, a stick swept out a blazing breath and poured out, dissipating the biting chill.

This is exactly the "scorching sun"!

Replace the knife with a stick, and overcome ice with fire.

"Arrogant! I'm Zhao Han, the Tianjiao of Qingyue Academy!" "The aura is cold, and the spirits are gathered like a mountain, pressing horizontally towards Qianchen.

As soon as these words came out, Bian Lei was taken aback, obviously knowing this so-called Qingyue Academy.

However, Qianchen doesn't care who you are, but those who deceive me are all enemies.

In the face of that fierce pressure, Qian Chen's aura flashed, and he inexplicably recalled the scene of being carved with a sword by that strange man the day before yesterday. Immediately, his mind moved, he closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense came out, covering the black stone stick.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Han sneered and said, "Pretend to be a ghost." ”

His move surprised everyone, when he was about to fight against the enemy, he actually closed his eyes and faced each other, couldn't he find death?

Qian Chen stood still, his mind immersed in his body, to be precise, the "anti-rebellion spirit pattern" behind the stone tablet.

"I'll let you pretend!" In an instant, Zhao Han had already killed, and that chill was filled with killing intent, and this blow was imperative for him.

Everyone looked at the young man with bated breath, and Linglong and the others were even more entangled in their hearts, they couldn't think of what Qianchen was going to do.

Feeling the chill on his face, Qian Chen opened his eyes violently, and at this moment he moved, and the stick shadow was instantaneous, swift and shadowless.

Each stick was decisive and sharp, and in a few breaths, hundreds of sticks had been swung, and the trajectory of the aura was exactly the same as the "Suppressing Rebellion Spirit Pattern".

That's right, what Qian Chen has to do is to imitate the spirit pattern formed by that man's sword!

Zhao Han's eyes flashed with greed, as long as he defeated this unknown boy, he would be able to get the spirit treasure. And he directly ignored the young man's behavior just now, and he danced around before he arrived, so he was stupid because he was scared by himself.

However, the next moment, his expression was stunned.

Suddenly, countless spiritual energy tracks blocked in front of him, and even if the full force of his Xuan-level martial arts was blown, it was still like a deep quagmire, and he couldn't move forward!

"What's going on!" his pupils narrowed, and his heart was shocked.

A pattern that appeared in the void in front of him exuded a strange aura, isolating all the power released around him, and he was suppressed by a prohibition!

"Damn!" Zhao Han felt a chill in his heart, and the mark on the first spiritual mountain behind him suddenly lit up, and the mountain soul mark added to his body, shaking all those void spiritual qi patterns that covered the surroundings.

At the same time, Qian Chen moved again, his aura condensed his left hand, and it was the same move.

"Gravel Fist!"

Immediately followed by the silence of the audience, I saw Zhao Han fly upside down in an instant, leaving bright red blood spurting out of the air.

Zhao Han is defeated!

All of this was unexpected by everyone, including Bian Lei and others, although they wanted Qianchen to win, but they were still more worried about him in their hearts. After all, it was a three-fold mountain monk who had condensed the soul of the mountain, in their eyes, Zhao Han was the person on the top of the mountain, and he and the others could only be regarded as halfway up the mountain, and they were not even qualified to climb the first mountain.

Zhen Nanyu looked at Zhao Han who was vomiting blood in embarrassment with a horrified expression, is this still his proud Qingyue Academy Tianjiao Senior Brother, everything seems to be a dream. Zhao Han actually followed in the footsteps of Wang Ying, and was still defeated by that young man. Although Zhen Nanxue on the side was also surprised, she paid a little attention to Qianchen, and her eyes were full of brilliance.

"You're defeated!"

Qian Chen stood tall and lightly spit out three words.

The embarrassed Zhao Han endured the overturning of the river and the sea in his body, and he couldn't slow down, but after hearing these three words, he was suddenly startled, his eyes opened and looked at him with resentment, and shouted: "You are cheating!"

He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by this young man, a young man in the realm of fire and water.

"Ridiculous, you're the so-called Tianjiao? I don't think that's it. You can get out!" Qian Chen looked at him with a sneer.

"You, you must have used some kind of trick! Yes, there was a ban just now, and you attacked me while I broke this ban!" Zhao Han's eyes cracked.

"Are you all the same kind of people in Qingyue Academy? not only do you rely on your might to plunder other people's things, but you don't want to admit it if you lose. Qian Chen swept towards the young girls behind him and said disdainfully.

As soon as these words came out, their faces immediately became frosty, and they just focused on the girl Zhen Nanxue in the center, obviously led by her.

"You!" Zhen Nanyu's face was gloomy, and before he finished speaking, he was glared back by Zhen Nanxue.

Immediately, Zhen Nanxue smiled slightly, which made people feel like a spring breeze and feel relaxed.

"Since Your Excellency has won, we will naturally admit that this is just Zhao Han's own business, and I apologize for Your Excellency on his behalf. ”

"I didn't lose!" Zhao Han roared angrily, looking like crazy.

Zhen Nanxue frowned slightly, coldly glanced at the embarrassed Zhao Han, a snow-white soft wattle stretched out, and in an instant, the aura of the entire space changed instantly, like a cage, squeezing Zhao Han one after another, making him snort and faint.

Seeing this move, Qian Chen's heart sank, the methods displayed by this woman were very strange. He felt a deep threat, he could actually control the aura of this space, and the only one who could do this was the "Formation Mage", one of the three rare professions!

Zhen Nanxue smiled again: "This time we are offended, I hope your Excellency understands, if you have the opportunity to invite your Excellency to come to my Qingyue Academy, Nanxue will definitely sweep the couch to greet you." ”

Linglong was the first to speak, she glanced at Zhen Nanxue and said lightly: "I think it's better to forget it, what kind of Qingyue Academy are you, we border people are not qualified to go." ”

Zhen Nanxue smiled dumbly, didn't say anything, and directly asked someone to take Zhao Han, who was unconscious, and Wang Ying, who was not lightly injured, to step into the air and take off, leaving only a fluttering back.