Chapter 68: Battle of the Focus
"Qin Chen, if you kneel down and admit defeat now, I can make you suffer less flesh and skin, otherwise, I will shoot too hard and accidentally cripple you, and I will bear the consequences!" Wang Song threatened coldly as soon as he stood still.
Qin Chen frowned, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said, "Originally, I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant." ”
"Haha, just teach me a lesson?" Wang Song laughed wildly, a chill surging in his eyes, recalling the scene of being ridiculed these days, a touch of killing intent suddenly burst out, and said hideously: "You are really arrogant, tell you, the outer gate Tianjiao, but we did not seal it ourselves, it was a battle, so that tens of thousands of disciples were in awe, only have, you teach me? Then I want to learn and understand, you arrogant person, what are your skills." ”
"I want to learn my skills and fulfill you. Qin Chen glanced at Wang Song coldly, and the long sword in his hand was raised high.
"It's another trick. Seeing this, Wang Song laughed disdainfully, although the split sword style attacked quickly, it was generally powerful, and the ninefold blood condensation realm of his level, as long as he ran the cultivation, he could crack it, but the moment this thought came to mind, his complexion changed, and a sense of life and death crisis suddenly emerged, and even a cool breeze was felt in his back, and in his frightened gaze, Qin Chen's long sword fell in an instant.
Ten Thousand Swords Pose!
"Buzz!"
As Qin Chen's long sword fell, the entire small space trembled, and a monstrous sword intent surged out like an overwhelming force.
Ten thousand sword rays, like rain, rushed towards Wang Song from all directions.
Each sword has a powerful power, although the current Qin Chen's ten thousand sword style has not been exerted to the extreme, and every sword can not be allowed to have the power of the split sword style, but the ten thousand superimposed ones have reached the level of terror.
The indescribable fluctuation of sword intent made the surrounding formations tremble slightly, and this battle suddenly became the focus of the audience.
The eyes of countless people all looked at Qin Chen, and many disciples were shocked by the power of that sword, and even Fan Li, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes, and an astonishing light erupted from the depths of his eyes.
Dreams are like snow, just as well!
In the stands above, the people of the Yunxuan Sect were fine, and the powerhouses of the other sects changed their faces in an instant, revealing a look of shock, and the disciples they brought also shrank their pupils.
Mo Haoran's gaze condensed slightly, and then recovered, but Mo Haoyu behind him flashed a strong killing intent in his eyes.
"This ...... How is that possible?"
Wang Song's complexion changed very much, a strong look of horror flashed in his eyes, he only felt his whole body tighten, and an indescribable horror suddenly surged into his heart.
The strength of this blow was far beyond his expectations.
"Defense!"
Between this lightning and fire, Wang Song gritted his teeth, and while roaring in his heart, he suddenly slapped the pendant on his chest, and a soft light suddenly gushed out, spreading straight out within a radius of three zhang.
The light, as warm as the sun, had a protective flavor, and at the moment it surged, the monstrous sword light fell.
"Dangdang!"
A series of terrifying knocking sounds sounded in an instant, and the intensity was beyond imagination, and when all the disciples heard it, they only felt that their scalps were numb, and their hearts were swollen as if they had stopped suddenly.
Wang Song felt the most direct, the cold sweat on his forehead was falling down, his face was pale, his proud defense was shrinking sharply, and in a blink of an eye, it became less than half a zhang from the size of three zhang, and his figure even had to curl up so as not to be attacked.
"I throw in the towel!"
Wang Song was scared to the extreme, and he no longer had the arrogance just now, and hurriedly shouted desperately, he was afraid that if he was half a beat slower, he would die here.
Almost at the moment when his voice came out, Luo Zhangzuo in the stands above, with a flick of his fingers, the remaining sword rays all stopped in mid-air, and then quietly dissipated.
"You're in luck. Qin Chen glanced at Wang Song lightly and said softly.
But his subtle voice made Wang Song feel creepy, and there was a cold and piercing killing intent in that voice.
"You're going to kill me. Wang Song gritted his teeth, there was anger surging out of his eyes, he didn't expect that Qin Chen would actually kill him above Dabi, this kind of person is too crazy!
Qin Chen didn't look at Wang Song again, the pillar of light of the formation enveloped him and sent him back to his original position, and Wang Song returned to his original place, but his face was extremely gloomy, and a wave of hatred welled up in his heart.
"Damn, it's all Feng Yi's fault, let me provoke such a madman, he only coagulates blood eightfold, and he can kill me with one move. ”
Wang Song cursed in a low voice, he really regretted it a little, the strength that Qin Chen showed was terrifying, and he couldn't afford to resist at all.
"I'm going to kill me in the sect, and when I leave the sect, I'm afraid he will not hesitate to shoot at me, his grandmother's, Dabi is over, I want to bring a generous gift and personally come to the door to ask for guilt. Wang Song thought about it a little, then shrunk his neck in fear, and hurriedly made up his mind.
On the stands, Luo Zhangzuo faintly retracted his gaze and said, "Elder Wu, your apprentice died unjustly, right?"
Elder Wu gritted his teeth, what is called death is not unjust, this sound too annoying, he was extremely angry in his heart, his eyes were staring at Qin Chen below, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous.
"The more amazing you are, the more the old man wants to kill you. Elder Wu secretly swore.
Soon after Qin Chen's return, Zhao Ruoyan also returned victoriously, she glanced at Qin Chen, snorted, and was a little unconvinced in her heart, obviously she also noticed Qin Chen's blow just now.
Xia Xuan, who was on the side, was even more restless, her face was pale, Qin Chen's strength was completely beyond her imagination.
"Am I going to lose?" Xia Xuan's body trembled, and then her beautiful eyes showed determination, and she said secretly: "Until the last moment, you must not give up." ”
And Hou Yunlai, his face bloomed with a smile at this moment, and said: "Haha, Brother Chen, I can rest assured now, after the matter is completed, I will invite you to drink happy wine." ”
Qin Chen grinned and didn't dare to answer, but nodded when Xia Xuan didn't pay attention.
Soon, the second battle of the second round was all over, and the third one began immediately.
"Fan Li vs. Zhang Yunshan, it's interesting. ”
"Guess what, how many moves can Zhang Yunshan take?"
"Don't just lose a move, that would be too embarrassing. ”
There was a sudden discussion at the scene, but the disciples of the other two mountains obviously had disdain and ridicule on their faces, and almost all of them thought that Zhang Yunshan was too weak.
When Qin Chen heard those discussions, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, but he was relieved to see that Zhang Yunshan was unmoved, but instead had a fighting intent on his face.
"The second round, the third game begins!" Yun Daozi announced.