Chapter 1232: Chen Niba?
On the Tianwu side, all the group cultivators were stunned again.
Another sword!
Two people in a row, neither of them can take each other's sword!
You must know that the combat power of the previous Saint King of the Military Department was definitely the best, but he was still invincible.
Could it be that the Tianwu Continent has really declined, and there is a big gap between it and the Zhongtian Continent.
Commander Sun's face darkened completely.
The other Saint Kings of the War Department were also extremely angry.
"Haha, the martial arts cultivation of the Tianwu Continent is really vulnerable, and I am greatly disappointed. ”
Chen Wuxian laughed in the middle of the audience with his sword, and looked at Tianwu Qunxiu with a provocative gaze.
"His sword skills are so strong, he is obviously a sword skill genius!" said Ying Tianzhu and Bingyu in surprise.
Bai Yinglan was furious, she was now a Saint King Realm Dual Heaven, if she advanced to the Triple Heaven, she might not be able to defeat this wing.
Ye Xuan's brows also furrowed slightly, he had the intention to go out to fight and kill this person, but his cultivation was not in the same realm as him.
Some of the other Saint Kings in Tianwu who had cultivated to a high level were also ugly, but it was a pity that their cultivation had already surpassed the Triple Heaven of the Saint King Realm, and they could not fight.
"Hehe, Brother Sun, you have already killed two people in a row, do you still want to send people to fight?" Fang Ling said with a very smile.
Sun He's face sank, and he looked back at the rear, "Who wants to fight?"
The Tianwu group cultivators were slightly silent, and those Saint King Realm Triple Heavens who were swept by Commander Sun's gaze even lowered their heads one by one and became silent.
The previous Saint King of the War Department was already extremely strong, and he couldn't resist the opponent's sword, and if he let them fight, he really didn't have the confidence to win.
And once defeated, the opponent's sword will kill the challenger, who dares to fight easily.
Although anger and humiliation are nothing, they are nothing compared to life.
"Well, let me, an old bone, go and meet him. ”
Suddenly, a sigh sounded.
Everyone looked and saw a white-haired old man walking out slowly.
He was rickety, trembling, and looked like he was about to return to the West in his old age.
"Great Elder, you want to fight?"
"Grandpa, no!!"
Several people beside the white-haired old man suddenly exclaimed.
The old man waved his hand to stop a few people from dissuading him.
"Hehe, the old man was also a sword cultivator who fought the sword world, since he encountered a sword cultivator fighting, how could he not fight!
When the old man said the second half of the sentence, the fierce momentum on his body suddenly exploded, and the Tianwu group cultivators were moved, and even Ye Xuan was shocked.
My sword cultivator will definitely die in battle, and he can't kneel to live!!
"Okay, brother, no matter whether you win or lose this battle, you are a well-deserved sword defender!" Although Commander Sun's cultivation is much stronger than the old man, he is still commensurate with his peers.
The old man nodded, and walked towards the field step by step in the sad expressions of the descendants of the clansmen.
"Haha, is there no one in Tianwu, and he actually sent an old man who is about to die to fight!?"
On the side of the Zhongtian group of cultivators, when they saw an old and thin old man walking out tremblingly, they immediately burst into laughter.
They saw that the old man was wearing a wide and long robe, and he was wearing a square hat on his head, and his two eyebrows were long and thin, and the corners of his eyebrows were upturned, as if he was a mourning brow, and the corners of his mouth were drooping, as if his wife had just died, and his face was sad.
The old man carried a wooden sword in one hand, and his whole body was like a kite in the wind, waiting for a gust of wind to blow him away.
The old man walked into the middle of the field, arched his hand, and said breathlessly, "In... Below Chen Niba ......"
Before he finished speaking, Zhongtian Qunxiu suddenly burst into laughter: "I don't have the strength to speak!
"Hey, old man, is your wooden sword okay? Is it for your grandson to play? You better go back and lie down, don't be embarrassed here!"
'Chen Niba' didn't pay attention to them, but said to Chen Wuxian slowly: "Little Chenzi, I don't have any combat weapons, only the wooden sword in my hand can barely see people." We can be regarded as the same family, you can use the sword. ”
Chen Wuxian looked puzzled, always feeling that something was wrong.
And the clansmen of 'Chen Niba' all showed strange expressions one by one.
Ye Xuan's face was stunned, and then he was speechless, "Chen, your father?"
"You're looking for death!" Chen Wuxi's face sank, and he suddenly realized that the other party was taking advantage of himself.
Chen Wuxian slashed out with a sword, the sword aura was monstrous, and the sharpness was three points better than the previous two swords!
"Ahem, as a swordsman, you're too easily angry. ”
When Chen Niba saw the sword qi slashing, he didn't forget to say the last sentence, and at the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the wooden sword.
In an instant, the wooden sword suddenly came to life, and it writhed on its own, as if it was desperately sucking Chen Niba's blood, and Chen Niba's face became more and more miserable and aging, and the two eyebrows drooped even more.
Lin Zejie was well-informed, and when he saw the true face of this sword, he was immediately stunned and said: "Nine Yin Tongmu Sword!"
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, Tongmu, could it be the wood refining of the Tongtian Divine Tree.
I saw that as soon as the Jiuyin Tongmu Sword in Chen Niba's hand was stained with blood, a terrible and cold scream suddenly appeared in the sword body, like a night owl roaring, stabbing everyone on the field with a burst of horror, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
This Nine Yin Tong Wooden Sword struggled vigorously in the hands of 'Chen Niba', like a fierce ghost who was crazy and wanted to pounce on its target.
'Chen Niba' shouted, and it was also a sword slash out, facing the silver sword qi that slashed into the sky.
He slashed out with this sword, but the sword qi was twisted like a snake, and one after another vicious and hideous faces were revealed in it.
Rumble!
The two sword qi collided in the sky, but none of them dissipated, and the wooden sword of the old man who called himself 'Chen Niba' continued to release gray-black smoke, which conjured up one after another ghostly ghosts, and the tide generally rushed towards the opponent's silver sword qi.
And Chen Wuxi's face also became ugly, and the sword qi all over his body continued to pour into his silver sword qi.
At this moment, everyone on both sides raised their heads and watched the two sword qi in the air fight.
Chen Wuxi's sword qi was like a silver scorching sun, and the sword qi of 'Chen Niba' was the ghost moon.
But just when Tianwu thought that the old man might win.
Chen Wuxian suddenly sneered and said, "You old guy, first provoke me with your words, let my sword intent appear flawed, and then use your essence blood to hit the strongest sword, and want to win by surprise, but you are too old, now I will send you back to the West!"
Wow!
In the next moment, Chen Wuxian also spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and his face turned slightly pale, but his sword qi soared in power, and the light shone brightly, it simply became a real silver sun, tearing apart all the sword qi of the old man, and it fell with a bang, completely submerging the old man's figure.
"Great Elder!!"
"Grandpa!!"
Screaming in grief, the descendants of the old man's clan showed pain on their faces, and many people in Tianwu such as Commander Sun also sighed lightly.
Ye Xuan's face was gloomy like water, and the killing intent in his eyes became intense.
(End of chapter)