"Why, you don't dare?"

Duanmu Ci saw Ling Chen's expression, thinking that the other party was not mentally prepared, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, maybe he could really win.

"You can do it!"

The expression of surprise converged, and Ling Chen said indifferently.

"Good!"

Taking a deep breath, Duanmu Ci was a little angry in his heart, he was also a genius of the younger generation, and looking at Ling Chen's eyes, he obviously didn't take him in his eyes, but it didn't matter, as long as he won, see what qualifications the other party has to put on a fight.

Bang!

The lake exploded, Duanmu Ci rushed towards Ling Chen, and on the way, he held two swords in both hands and drew half a circle, blasting out one left and one right.

"Twin Jiao out of the water!"

As soon as Duanmu Ci came up, it was a killing move, and the twin swords burst out with a light like substance, and in the light, two huge hideous figures rushed out, which were two dragons, entangled with each other, and rushed out in a spiral.

Hiss!

Rise!

The roars of the two dragons were intertwined, and the momentum was soaring.

"It's such a powerful killing move, ordinary people can't stop it at all."

Everyone held their breath and looked at Ling Chen, wanting to see how he responded.

"It's too weak!"

Ling Chen shook his head, the Thunder Shadow Sword was unsheathed, and he swung it out with a sword.

Roar!

A giant dragon appeared out of thin air, but with a bite of its claws, it tore the two dragons in two and collapsed.

"Not good!"

Duanmu Ci's face was bloodless, and his two swords were crossed together, trying his best to resist.

Rumble!

Just like an ordinary person encountering a tsunami, Duanmu gave blood to his mouth, and the whole person flew out upside down, without the slightest power to resist.

"What, you can't stop a single move?"

Quite a few people opened their mouths wide and were dumbfounded.

Although they thought that Ling Chen's chances of winning were relatively large, they would never have thought that Duanmu Ci couldn't even stop Ling Chen's move, most people thought that even if Ling Chen won, it would not be very easy, and it would inevitably take more than twenty moves, after all, Duanmu Ci's strength was there, and he had the strength of the top ten young grandmasters, which was already amazing.

"Awesome!"

Everyone was convinced by Ling Chen, and just when they doubted whether Ling Chen could keep his position, Ling Chen gave an affirmative answer.

"How is it possible to progress so fast?"

Feng Junzi also came, his face was a little ugly, originally he came to Jiulong Lake this time, a big goal was to defeat Ling Chen, and he had a lot of certainty, but after watching the battle between Ling Chen and Duanmu Ci, he was silent and retreated, Duanmu Ci showed strength that was not much weaker than him, but he couldn't make a move in Ling Chen's hands.

He estimated that he might be able to survive one move, but at most three moves, he would definitely lose.

Yin Zongli, who was not far away, was even more gloomy, he was no longer Ling Chen's opponent at all, it was impossible to find the field on his own, he could only rely on his second uncle.

"That's the strength of Dustless."

Vientiane Gongzi and Feng Piaoling were also very surprised, Wuchen this person, they had only heard of the name, but they didn't expect that there was no void under the fame, this person was indeed second only to the four masters of the world.

"His swordsmanship moves, why does it feel a little familiar?"

Feng Piaoling groaned for a moment, he always felt that Ling Chen's swordsmanship was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Of course, it is also possible that you are too careful.

"This person is too strong, and he is not on the same level as us." Vientiane Childe shook his head.

"I didn't expect such a powerful character to appear as soon as I came up, it's really messy, since that's the case, then I'm going to shoot too."

Feng Piaoling pulled out the sword at his waist, and his body fell into the icy lake.

"Yin Zongli, come out!"

The one that Feng Piaoling wants to challenge is Yin Zongli, who ranks ninth on the Young Grandmaster List.

"Damn, you actually challenged me."

Yin Zongli had already guessed that someone would definitely challenge him this time, because he was cut off by Ling Chen, even if his arm had been reconnected, his flexibility was not as good as before, and his strength was greatly affected.

But a young generation dared to challenge him, and he simply didn't take him as a senior in his eyes.

"Li'er, don't force it."

Yin Tianxi frowned and said.

"It's okay, I can handle this little thing."

Yin Zongli waved his hand, and as soon as his body moved, he also swept out and landed on the surface of the Nine Dragons Lake.

"Yin Zongli, take the call."

Feet on the surface of the lake, the wind drifted away without saying a word, just flashed out, and Yin Zong left the battle together, for a while, the sword light and sword shadows were everywhere, and the lake was divided by the two from time to time.

This battle lasted for a full hundred moves, and among the hundred moves, the two of them made one after another killing moves, which was thrilling.

"What, just a junior, can last so long?"

Yin Zong's centrifugation set off a monstrous wave, this wind is drifting, but he is just a young guy, and he can actually have the strength to be equal to him.

"Wind drifting, if you only have this bit of strength, then this time, you will definitely lose."

Yin Zongli pulled up from the air, he suddenly shot out with both palms, and the two ice dragons swept out violently, and under that sweep, the terrifying low temperature spread, as if to crush anything involved in it, and then freeze into ice chips.

"That's the trick!"

Ling Chen's pupils shrank, this move, he had seen Yin Zongli use it, the power was indeed good, with the strength of the wind drifting, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop it.

Burst!

Feng Piaoling couldn't stop the lethality of this sword, and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Wind Drift Zero is going to lose?"

The crowd exclaimed.

Successfully defeating Feng Piaoling, Yin Zong pulled an arc from the corner of his mouth.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Feng Piaoling raised his eyes and said, "Surely defeated?" I'm afraid I'm going to surprise you, and the next sword will defeat you. ”

"Arrogance! You're going to lose and talk so much nonsense. ”

Hearing this, Yin Zongli frowned, he thought that the wind drifting was a dead duck with a hard mouth.

"Is it arrogant, you will soon know, take me a sword."

As he spoke, the aura of the wind changed greatly, and he seemed to have gathered all his remaining strength into one move, and this sword, if it didn't succeed, it would become a benevolent.

Ha ha!

The sound of the long sword breaking through the air sounded, like a meteor, almost to an incredible point.

Yin Zongli, who faced this sword, did not react at all, and was slashed out by a sword, blood spurted out, and he retreated seventy or eighty meters away.

"Li'er!"

Yin Tianxi's complexion changed suddenly, and his figure flashed directly, appearing behind Yin Zongli, holding the latter.

"How could I possibly lose?"

Yin Zongli's face was full of lost souls, and he was in a hurry for a while, and then fainted.

Sealing Yin Zongli's meridians, Yin Tianxi glanced gloomily at Feng Piaoling, and then took Yin Zongli and hurriedly treated his injuries.

"I can't imagine that this wind drifting is so terrifying, it seems that I underestimate him."

"Yes! The growth rate of Wind Drift is really amazing, and we said before that the younger generation has not grown up, and it seems that we have miscalculated. ”

The crowd was somewhat surprised by this result, and even the perception of the younger generation changed.

(End of chapter)