"The third scene, Ling Chen's evil against the sky!"

The first wave of battles had just ended, and with the sound of the referee, the venue climaxed again.

Needless to say, Ling Chen's performance in the previous battle has convinced most people, it can be said that the current Ling Chen has a strength comparable to the top three on the heavenly list, and Tiansha, who defeated the "Nioh Knife" Du Yifeng before, won almost every game in the back, and his strength is undoubtedly strong, at least he has the strength of the top five on the suspected heavenly list.

"A group of blind miscellaneous fish, how can Uncle Ben's strength be limited to what you can do?"

The corners of Tiansha's mouth flashed with a hint of sarcasm, expressing disdain for everyone's discussions.

"It's finally my turn."

Ling Chen had been looking forward to this battle for a long time, and he had never been so eager for a battle.

Ling Yin waved his little fist, "Brother Ling Chen, beat that bastard." ”

"Okay, it's up to you."

Ling Chen touched Ling Yin's head.

"Ling Chen, that person is very strong, you have to be careful."

Next to her, Xiao Muyu, who was weak, couldn't help but remind Ling Chen that she was afraid that Ling Chen would suffer a big loss if she was too light on the enemy.

"Don't worry!"

Ling Chen only said two words, that is, his body moved, and he swept onto the martial arts platform.

"Boy, you know that I will cripple you, and you can't wait to fight me, there is no more stupid person than you in this world, right?"

Tiansha looked at Ling Chen's eyes as if he was looking at an idiot, obviously, in his eyes, Ling Chen was an idiot who couldn't help himself.

"You think you're strong?" Ling Chen smiled coldly, "Against someone like you, even if I don't use a sword, I can still let you get off the stage, do you believe it or not?" ”

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, the smile on Tiansha's face also froze suddenly.

Not only Tiansha, but the entire venue was quiet because of Ling Chen's words.

Who doesn't know that Ling Chen is a genius swordsman, who defeated Wei Qingyi first and then defeated the blood and frightening wind at the previous conference, which is obvious to everyone, but now, Ling Chen said that without a sword, he can also let Tiansha roll off the stage, which is not too outrageous?

The swordsman left the sword, his combat power was greatly reduced, and he lost at least sixty percent, and with only forty percent of his combat power, Ling Chen wanted to defeat Tiansha?

This is obviously impossible.

"Young and frivolous, I don't know how thick the sky is."

Even Xue Wuya and the others thought that Ling Chen was talking wildly for a while, and he didn't control his mouth before he would say such inconsiderate words.

"It's too messy, if the other party says it's a letter, how will it end?"

On the side of the Divine Consciousness Gate, the Great Elder Shangguan Hong was also a little anxious, if he believed it, he would lose some face temporarily at most, but if Ling Chen lost, it would not only be a matter of face, but would stop here and lose a good opportunity to dominate this martial arts conference.

They have a divine will, there is hope to enter the martial arts monument, only Ling Chen and Nie Wuxiang, if Ling Chen fails, then it is equivalent to cutting off an arm, only one Nie Wuxiang remains, and the hope is even smaller.

"I warned him just now, but I didn't expect him to listen at all."

Xiao Muyu sighed.

"Ling Chen's victory in front is too easy, and at this moment, it is inevitable that it will be a little inflated."

Nie Wuxiang also shook his head, obviously feeling that Ling Chen had lost his words, and now he was in a dilemma.

"Be sensible, Ling Chen." Shangguan Qiushui is also thinking about it.

On the battle platform, Ling Chen had already untied the Yunyin Sword and the Tianfu Sword, and with a flick of his palm, both swords flew off the platform and were inserted on the ground.

"It's over."

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Hong's last hope was also shattered.

Ling Chen's actions are undoubtedly self-defeating.

"What is this guy thinking?"

Even Xu Ruoyan was a little incomprehensible, what Ling Chen was doing.

"Okay, I'd like to see, you don't even need a sword, what are you going to fight me with?!"

Tiansha's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold color, the more arrogant Ling Chen was, the more happy he would be when he would be trampled under his feet.

"Soul Palm!"

The soles of his feet suddenly clicked, and Tiansha slapped at Ling Chen, dark cyan ghost patterns appeared in his palms, and faintly the sound of ghosts crying wolves came out, surging towards Ling Chen, and the volley turned into a heavy wave and swept out, and the momentum was violent.

"Aoyama Fist!"

Ling Chen condensed all his true qi into his fist, and the majestic true qi seemed to converge into a majestic cyan mountain.

"No, Ling Chen's fist technique is too far behind his swordsmanship attainment."

Nie Wuxiang frowned, Ling Chen's Qingshan Fist, although it can be regarded as perfect, but here, which one is not a martial arts genius, and has outstanding attainments in a certain aspect, or swordsmanship, or knife skills, or palm skills, or marksmanship, Ling Chen's boxing skills can only be regarded as proficient, but not any outstanding attainments.

"If you want to rely on the three-legged cat boxing method, you want to match Uncle Ben and me? It's just a laugh out of the big teeth! ”

Tiansha's face was contemptuous, if he was defeated by Ling Chen's half-hung fist technique, then what kind of demon genius was he worthy of?

"yes, then I won't make you laugh!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Chen's mouth, and then there was a sudden condensation of essence light in his eyes, and the moment he punched out, his eyes suddenly surged with a touch of cyan, and the sound of the dragon's groan suddenly erupted, and from the place where the fist was edged, there was a majestic cyan dragon energy, which was injected into the mountain of true qi.

Bang!

The strength of Tiansha's palm was crushed by the mountain of true qi in one fell swoop.

"How is that possible?"

Not only Tiansha, but most people were taken aback, with his fist technique, Ling Chen actually broke Tiansha's offensive.

"That's surprising, and even more surprising is yet to come!"

A punch took the lead, Ling Chen moved around, the fist sank with great momentum, and the attitude full of explosive power continued to bombard, the fierce fist strength was like a thousand zhang high mountains, like a sea of clouds rushing, and every punch would make people feel irresistible.

"Damn, Darkflame Palm!" Tiansha was both shocked and angry, he couldn't imagine that Ling Chen had changed his fighting style, becoming sharp and aggressive, in the previous game, he was clearly the type of move, rarely took the initiative to attack, seeing that his battle rhythm was destroyed, he didn't even have a chance to fight back, and finally found a chance, he condensed his true qi into his right palm, and the true qi in his palm rubbed at high speed, forming a ball of true qi fireball, which suddenly hit out.

In fact, it is not that Ling Chen has changed his style, but that he has given up his identity as a swordsman, and now Ling Chen is just a martial artist, and he is a martial artist who refines the body, Ling Chen, who has the blood of a dragon, is comparable to a three-grade beast in body and strength, and his fighting style is naturally going to become fierce and domineering, no longer fresh and elegant before.

"Broken!"

Ling Chen didn't look at it, and directly met it with a punch, blasting the fireball alive.

"Dragon Beast Fist!"

Completely stimulating the dragon blood in his body, Ling Chen's entire right arm, a faint dragon shadow was formed, attached to the right arm, and then the wind shadow stepped out, and Ling Chen's whole person shot out like a cannonball.

"Demon Shield!"

Tiansha didn't dare to underestimate Ling Chen, the dark black true qi suddenly gushed out, and a shield phantom condensed in front of him, the shield phantom was thick and heavy, full of patterns, because the true qi squeezed each other, and from time to time there were distinct sparks sputtered on it.

Boom!

The fist hit the shield wall, making a deafening collision sound, and with a click, the two feet of Tiansha actually sank into the floor, and they were squeezed into it by the huge force contained in this punch.

(End of chapter)