The deafening sound of war drums rose from both sides of the ring, and there was a brief silence in the stands, followed by thunderous shouts and cheers.

In the last game of Tianlan Dabi, Ye Chen fought against Feng Wuchen, one was the strongest person recognized by everyone so far, and the other was a young man who walked out of the small city with the cultivation of the Eight Grades of the Xuan, but pushed all the way.

"Brother Feng, farewell to Cangyue, this battle Ye Chen has been looking forward to for a long time. On the ring, Ye Chen held the sword with one hand, and the crimson sword light on the Blood Yang Sword continued to flow, and the slightest sword sound was endless.

"Wuchen is also a long-awaited battle, you and I have not won or lost the battle that day, and today is just the right time to end that battle. Feng Wuchen also smiled softly, but there was a little shallow surprise in his eyes, when he met Ye Chen in Cangyue City, he had only made a few moves with him because he was interested in his sword strength, and only from the cultivation at that time, he really did not expect that the young man in this small city would be able to defeat the disciples of the eight major families in a row, until he came to this last step.

Since the moment the two of them stepped into the ring, the cheers in the stands have not stopped, as representatives of the eight major families, Feng Wuchen has always maintained an extraordinary bearing of a family son in this competition, and Ye Chen has a bit of the chic and heroic of a man in the rivers and lakes, under the two completely different temperaments, the atmosphere brought by this battle is extremely hot.

The sword momentum was sacrificed, since it was the last battle, Ye Chen also understood that there was no need to hide anymore, the seven stars walked on the ring with a trace of afterimage, and the sword of Xingyue flew out directly on the tip of the sword, bringing ripples in the air.

At the other end of the ring, Feng Wuchen also took a deep breath, the momentum of the wind rose beside him, the folding fan was tapped, and the beam of streamer light flew out from the end of the fan, and the fan and the sword light met from the ring, and the two different mystical forces continued to tremble in the air until they dissipated together.

"Good time!"

Feng Wuchen shouted violently, only to see that the sword momentum beside Ye Chen became more and more condensed, and a crimson sword light attacked with endless sword intent, and the sword light collided with the folding fan, even with Feng Wuchen's strength, it was also a few steps back by Ye Chen's blow.

"Feng Xun Jue, get up!"

The momentum of the wind became more and more fierce, and a stream of mysterious power gradually gathered around Feng Wuchen, and then, with a wave of the folding fan, all these mysterious forces turned into streamers and flew out.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, the sword momentum lingered beside him, and then with a wave of the long sword, the sword domain came out. The streamer with the sound of the whistling wind gradually attacked, even under the weakening of the sword domain, the offensive brought by the wind Xunjue was still extraordinary, the blood yang sword in the sword domain was constantly waving, and Ye Chen's eyes were a little indifferent.

When the fluctuations of the Xuan Qi gradually calmed down, Ye Chen held the sword and panted slightly, a corner of his clothes fell from the sword domain, and on the opposite side, Feng Wuchen's complexion was also slightly pale, the two looked at each other, and a more hot battle intent rose from the ring, and then the two forces of Xuan power, one red and one white, were constantly staggered in the ring, and the sound of the sword and the folding fan colliding was also resounding in all directions.

"Sword Xingwu!"

The Blood Yang Sword was in his hand, and after a hard fight, the red streamer on Ye Chen's body was even worse, and the rich fire attribute Xuan Qi gathered from heaven and earth, in Ye Chen's

An unparalleled burning sensation slowly lingered on the long sword.

The long sword waved, and the burning sensation diffused from the sword body, and in an instant it filled the entire stands, Feng Wuchen's eyes were sharp, and then with a step, a blue Xuan Force also rose from its white robe, and it was a feng shui double potential, so Feng Wuchen was naturally also a feng shui dual attribute physique.

"Autumn Water Slash!" The moment the azure Xuan Li appeared, the folding fan in Feng Wuchen's hand was suddenly replaced by a long sword, and the momentum of water lingered from the sword body, and a wave that was not inferior to Ye Chen's sword technique was also swung from the blade of the Feng Wuchen sword.

The song of water and fire resounded in the ring, the momentum of water and fire surged beside the two of them, the moment the two long swords intertwined, the momentum of the wind on Feng Wuchen's body erupted even more abruptly, under the urging of Feng Xunjue, even if Feng Wuchen did not deliberately make a move, the momentum of the wind still carried a mysterious force and slammed into Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen, who was competing for Xuanli, received such a blow, the Blood Yang Sword trembled violently, Xuanli was a little vain, opposite him, Feng Wuchen didn't want to miss such a good opportunity, the long sword swung violently, Ye Chen helplessly drew his sword and retreated, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The battle of the ring, just about the superiority, the wind and water beside Feng Wuchen lingered together, and the long sword in his hand brought a little bit of light to choose someone to eat. In a flash of white clothes, the two long swords staggered again, and the feng shui forces pressed down together, even if Ye Chen had a sword domain, he was also pressed into the disadvantage for a while.

The sword is pressing, Feng Wuchen is thinking of taking advantage of the momentum to pursue, and the mysterious power of the two attributes is swallowing above the sword body, Ye Chen has obviously been forced into a desperate situation.

Seeing that the sword light on Feng Wuchen's sword body was getting closer and closer to him, Ye Chen's indifferent face finally changed a little, and a sense of helplessness appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, the fire attribute Xuan Li beside Ye Chen suddenly became hot, and this aura was actually somewhat similar to the fire sound.

The air became hotter and hotter, and in the sword domain, the red streamer was dense, and the wind-free and dust-free Xuanli was forced to retreat gradually, and a clear sword sound emanated from the long sword, and the two of them each took a few steps back.

"The momentum of the fire, Brother Ye really surprised Wuchen. The long sword in his hand was still flashing with two-colored sword light, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

In the Tianxuan Eastern Domain, those who can comprehend the potential are already geniuses in ten thousand, and the reason why Feng Wuchen can have the dual potential of feng shui is because of the unique special blessing of the Feng family's family heirloom method for comprehending the potential of the wind, but Ye Chen, a young man in the borderlands, would not have such a magical technique in the eyes of anyone, so he can comprehend the two potentials of sword and fire, and the only thing he can rely on is talent.

The fire on the long sword was shining, Ye Chen smiled faintly, it only took a month for him to comprehend the power of this fire, and this had to thank Mu Yushan for giving him the Earth Fire Bead, although he didn't know what level of treasure the Earth Fire Bead was, but during the six months of his retreat, it was this bead that gave him endless insights.

"Moyun kills!"

Feng Wuchen is speechless, no matter what changes have taken place in the ring at this moment, the two people in the ring can be the only battle, with a long sword in their hands

Above the millilight, Feng Wuchen wrapped the two potentials on the long sword at the same time, and the Feng family Feng Xun Jue was good at not only the wind, but also the sword!

The battle intent in his eyes was even worse, the moment the momentum of the fire broke out, the heat in Ye Chen's heart was also ignited, just as the so-called man's spirit, scolded Fang Xuan, no matter what happens in the future, if you fight today, you will win!

Xing Wu Sword Trick slashed out with a streamer, and under the successive entanglements, both of them had several wounds on their bodies. At both ends of the ring, Ye Chen and Feng Wuchen were both holding swords and panting lightly, Feng Wuchen's heart was even more bitter, and he didn't know what kind of monster Ye Chen was, not only was his combat power amazing, but the depth of this mysterious qi was amazing.

The sound of war drums ignited the passion of the crowd next to the ring, and as the shouts from the stands rang out again, the sword followed.

"Feng Shui Sword - Killing Stream!"

With a loud shout, the two kinds of mysterious forces on the long sword in Feng Wuchen's hand slowly converged, and a terrifying momentum rose from the ring, and even the sky was surging.

Ye Chen looked stunned, looked down at the Blood Yang Sword in his hand, and then closed his eyes, Feng Wuchen's sword needs to gather momentum, and his own sword is not it.

The firelight appeared next to itself, and wisps gradually climbed above the sword body, and then the sword domain gradually compressed, firmly enveloping the sword body of the Blood Yang Sword, and when his eyes opened again, the same Haoran also climbed from Ye Chen's body.

The biggest feature of the Xingwu Sword Technique is tolerance, no matter what kind of Xuan Power can cultivate this set of sword techniques, when the fire attribute meets the sword momentum, and then bring up the wood attribute Xuan Qi that he has never used in battle, how strong this sword is, Ye Chen himself does not know.

"Boom!"

The drizzle suddenly fell, and the moment the thunder sounded, the eyes of the two suddenly met, and the two swords also met slowly. There was another thunderbolt, which seemed to cover up the harshness of the long swords colliding in the ring, the two swords were deadlocked by half an inch, and behind the sword body, two unimaginable forces competed with each other.

Four different potentials and Xuan forces were intertwined with each other, and a tremor of Xuan Qi came out, Shi Song's gaze shook suddenly, and his figure flew up from the stands suddenly, and at this moment, the Xuan Force in front of Ye Chen and Feng Wuchen suddenly began to fluctuate, and then exploded violently.

The mystical power of various colors spread out in all directions, and Shi Song's gaze relaxed, and his footsteps paused in mid-air, without interfering in the battle between the two. When the smoke and dust cleared, the situation in the ring also appeared in the eyes of everyone, only to see that Feng Wuchen had collapsed to the ground, with some traces of burning on his robe, and the long sword was half-inserted beside him.

On the other side of the ring, Ye Chen's robe was also as tragic as if it had a knife cut, and between the plackets of his clothes, there were traces of blood leaching out, and he was also lying on the ground, but unlike Feng Wuchen, the Blood Yang Sword was still in Ye Chen's hand.

Shi Song stepped into the ring, his eyes swept lightly, and he saw that both of them were unconscious, and he was about to think about how to determine the outcome of the battle, when a slight shout suddenly came out.

I saw that on the ring, Ye Chen's hand holding the sword moved slightly, and then the Blood Yang Sword was half-crutched to the ground, and the young man opened his eyes, but he was shaking

stood up, while Feng Wuchen at the other end was already unconscious.

Shi Song's gaze was also startled, and then a slight smile floated next to the old face of the old man in black, Shi Song nodded lightly at Ye Chen, jumped into the air as soon as his footsteps were raised, and slightly raised his hand to signal everyone in the stands to be quiet, and then a small but endless solemn voice came out, resounding throughout the entire Dabi land.

"Tianlan Dabi, the last battle, the winner Cangyue City Ye Chen!"

The cheers came one after another, but the young man in the ring only felt that his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the Blood Yang Sword was raised violently, and finally fainted to the ground in another round of shouts from everyone.

Shi Song smiled softly, in the end, whoever survives will be the winner. And from this moment on, Ye Chen, a little boy from Cangyue City, has been triumphant all the way, relying on his talent to reach the peak of Tianlan's young generation step by step, at this moment, he is glorious.

(End of chapter)