Chapter Fifty-Seven: After This Sword, There Is No First
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The biggest laughing stock of the ten cities in the southwest, the city lord who has no power to restrain the chicken, is actually as strong as he is in the strongest battle.
A sword enemy shook back, and a hundred people landed, and no one dared to be ten meters apart. Will such a city lord still be powerless?
"Impossible!" Zhang Yefei roared at Su Chen in the sky, and it was obvious that the power of Su Chen's blow to shake him back made him feel angry.
"Hmph, nothing is impossible in this world, in this world, as long as you dare to think, anything can happen." Su Chen glanced at Zhang Ye indifferently and snorted disdainfully. However, this is exactly the case for now.
"You are indeed strong, at least stronger than me, but I have a stronger heart than you. Now, either use a stronger trick to face off, or, you disperse with your people. Su Chen glanced at Zhang Ye.
"Haha, it's a dream. The two-dollar person of this son still can't accept the one-dollar person of you? Zhang Ye snorted coldly, and the disdain on his face flashed.
"Now, let you see the strength of this son, from this moment on, I am the only king of this battle, hahahaha!" The cold color of Zhang Ye's face changed to a hideous color in an instant, and the power he brought was also extremely vigorous.
Duality, this is a power that is beyond the reach of all people.
"Uncle Yu once told me that in the face of stronger people, you either need to run away with your sword or face it head-on." Su Chen said softly: "And at the moment, it is impossible for me to escape. ”
"Drunken Sword Chiaki!" Su Chen's body tilted slightly.
The sword spreads
People are poured
Man is like a sword, a sword is like a man, man is drunk, and the sword is down.
There is no turmoil, no sword energy, and even, there is no power.
Zhang Ye frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and his whole body was wrapped in sword qi, and he drove the endless wind and black mist from the sky to kill him instantly.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves
"Boom!"
"......"
Su Chen's sword fell on the sword qi and unsheathed.
The sword came out of its sheath, and immediately emitted endless lightning-like swimming fish lingering around the sword, and with Su Chen's power, it instantly spun around, and Zhang Ye's sword qi arrived at this time.
"Buzz......" The sword qi slammed into Su Chen's sword, and instantly made a sound like a harp.
"The second dimension, ten thousand swords sink into the sky!" Zhang Ye snorted coldly and used the power of the binary equation.
"Buzz~" Su Chen's sword made a loud sound, and ripples spread out.
"Drunken Sword, Kai!" Su Chen muttered softly.
Su Chen fell to the ground like a drunken man, but everyone around him let out an exclamation, how far to escape. handed over all the battlefields to Su Chen and Zhang Ye.
And as soon as Su Chen's words fell, everyone found that Su Chen looked like he was asleep in the sky. But the word drunk is not that Su Chen is drunk, but just like everyone is drunk, Su Chen's figure appeared countless times in an instant, all of them were drunk.
"It's a mystery." Zhang Ye naturally saw Su Chen's changes, snorted coldly, the demonic qi spread out, and a huge black gas of about ten meters was formed around it, Zhang Ye did not disappear this time, but stood under the black qi and struck at Su Chen with vigorous power. His appearance was like that of a man holding a myriad of glittering black powers.
That's right, the power that was extremely black in the black power shone brightly, flickering and flying towards Su Chen.
"Like a sword drunk, like a number of deaths, like the collapse of all living beings, sharp cracks, collapses, all lives are empty." Su Chen gently muttered the words parsed by the numbers, drunk sword for a thousand years, drunk and died, naturally a thousand years into nothing, this is the power of this move.
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The power emitted by Zhang Ye's black smoke was strong, and it slammed into Su Chen, and the power emitted by Su Chen's drunken sword Qianqiu spread. Annihilation, one after another power continued to stretch out, annihilating all the attacking sword qi into the air.
There was only a dull sword qi in the air, a young man, a middle-aged man, the two collided together, one after another sword qi crisscrossed in all directions, and everyone avoided everywhere they passed.
"Bang ......"
Everyone was silent, this was the hundredth time Su Chen had fallen to the ground. And Zhang Ye was like a god, disintegrating Su Chen's moves one after another, resisting one move after another, scratching Su Chen again and again, and knocking Su Chen to the ground again and again.
"Drunk sword for a thousand years, borrowing is drunk, getting is cracking, the sword is drunk, and people are unyielding." Su Chen only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he seemed to want to sleep, but the sharp sword intent stimulated every nerve, and Su Chen knew that he couldn't fall.
"Get up!"
I don't know who called it that, and it broke into Su Chen's mind softly.
"Get up!"
"Get up ......"
"Get up......" is getting louder and louder.
Su Chen opened his eyes in a daze, which had been closed with only a slit, and looked vaguely at the man in the sky. The whole body felt as if it had been twisted by a knife, and it trembled and tore apart in pain.
"Ah......" Su Chen clenched the sword in his hand tightly and stood up.
"Drunken sword, Qianqiu, don't fall!" Su Chen raised his head to the sky hoarsely and roared. With one step, his body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees and flew into the sky.
"The eighth number equation, the sword is in the sky!" When Su Chen flew into the sky, he finally comprehended the eighth equation, a trick that even Yuexi couldn't do.
Rumble!
With Su Chen as the center, the body of one hundred and eighty people rotated across the sky, and what supported Su Chen was the infinite sword qi, Su Chen seemed to be sleeping on the sword qi, and the surrounding area was surrounded by a sword across the sky, emitting a violent wind.
"Carving insect skills!" Zhang Ye turned his head to take a look, and snorted coldly with disdain. But as Su Chen's sword qi became more and more violent and stronger, Zhang Ye finally put away his underestimating heart and gradually looked at Su Chen solemnly.
"After this sword, you, Su Chen, no matter whether you win or lose, there will be no first place in the ten cities in the southwest." Zhang Ye solemnly emitted a sword aura, and the wild power around him instantly split one, two people, two swords......
Raise your sword in the sky!
"Boom!"
More powerful power, more shocking power, greater shock, more vigorous momentum, spurted out violently from this young man who couldn't even hold a sword.
"Two-dimensional, sword shock, file!" Zhang Ye raised his sword and also shouted.
"Quadratic equations? That's bullshit! Su Chen held the sword, his chapped lips uttered this, and the sword finally came out.
"Bang, bang, bang!!"
"Sonorous!" The sword fell, and the wild storm around it instantly swept away a qiē mecha battleship, and all the people who faced the mecha were instantly swept out hundreds of meters, or even kilometers.
Regardless of whether it is the enemy or the enemy, the person facing him is instantly hit and seriously injured and retreats.
Within a kilometer, no one is in a restricted area.
The two clashed, the sword fell, the sword rose, invisible, but thousands of shapes.
The two of them have landed, the afterimage of the sky is still evolving endlessly, the sword qi is still shaking, and the infinite sound is still ......
This sword is enough to reach the first young man in the ten cities in the southwest.