Just when An Cheng was working hard to show that he was about to be unable to hold on, in a building in the distance, Huo Huang'er looked at the woman in the aqua blue dress next to her.

"Sister, is that Tian Boguang's thirty-six style of fast sword really so powerful?

The woman is in her twenties, with long hair like a waterfall, a delicate and beautiful face, and delicate and full pink lips, like ripe peaches, which makes people can't help but take a bite.

Hearing Huo Huang'er's words, she reached out and touched the other party's little head, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

"His quick knife thirty-six style can be said to be worthless!"

"......Huh? But he just used this move to break that guy's Heavenly Rank Martial Technique!"

"That's right, he did break through the heaven-level martial arts, but that's because his strength is far superior to that of another person, even if he doesn't use any martial arts, he can defeat the other party, the so-called fast knife thirty-six styles, it's just that he is slashing and chopping......"

After listening to the woman's analysis, although Huo Huang'er understood what was going on, the shock on her face was even greater.

"How is it possible? He is also the ninth level of the Spirit Channeling Realm, how can his strength be so strong?"

Hearing this, the woman in the blue dress also shook her head with some confusion and looked at An Cheng in the field.

"I don't know, it's true that he is indeed a ninefold spirit attraction realm, but the spiritual power in his body is extremely majestic, far more than ordinary spirit attraction realm martial artists, quite weird!"

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Not only Huo Huang'er and the others were puzzled, but the other Spirit Realm martial artists who were secretly observing were also puzzled.

An Cheng's strength was not much stronger, and he still belonged to the category of a normal genius, but his spiritual power was too strong.

Yesterday after a day of fighting, it was already very shocking.

But he didn't expect that the strength he showed today was even more amazing, under such a high-intensity battle, even if his spiritual power was not consumed, there should be little left.

And looking at him, he also looked like his spiritual power was about to run out, but now he was forcibly splitting the heaven-level martial arts.

"What the hell is he?"

"The talent is really amazing, if only it were our people......"

"Why have you never heard of such a person before?

"This son will become a great weapon in the future!"

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After the black-clothed young man's heaven-level martial arts were broken by An Cheng, he also fell from the air because he consumed too much spiritual power.

Struggling to stand up, he propped his body with a long stick, and then looked at An Cheng.

"I'm defeated, you're strong!"

"You're not weak either!" smiled faintly at him, An Cheng whispered.

The young man in black was about to say something, but before he could speak, a young girl ran out of the crowd.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Hurriedly supporting the young man, she asked with a concerned face, and then carefully wiped the sweat on the young man's forehead with her sleeve.

The black-clothed young man's face was slightly red, and he subconsciously avoided it, and then said sneeringly: "No...... It's okay!It's just that I failed to live up to your expectations, junior sister, and I lost ......."

"It's okay, in my heart, my senior brother is the best, you are the best in the world, hehe......"

After laughing, the girl directly helped the black-clothed boy to leave.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, An Cheng suddenly realized that it seemed that he was losing.

"This wave of dog food really came unexpectedly!"

Yu Yu sighed, then he stood up, glanced at everyone in the field, and said loudly, "Is anyone else coming?"

This time, as soon as his voice fell, several people ran up in an instant.

Because in their opinion, An Cheng is now at the end of the crossbow, and he can be defeated directly without spending much effort at all.

For these speculative guys, An Cheng was not polite at all, and after accepting the challenge fee, he defeated them one by one without mercy.

However, on the way, he always showed that his physical strength was exhausted, and his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and he also took out some pills from the storage ring and stuffed them into his mouth.

Seeing this, those people were even more excited, and one by one they flocked to it like sharks smelling blood.

It's a pity that one after another, all of them were defeated by An Cheng with his so-called Quick Knife Thirty-six Style.

When An Cheng slashed a Spirit Realm Ninefold with another sword, the eyes of everyone looking at him had become weird.

He had been this shaky and vain since the beginning, but he still was.

It's like downloading a small movie, and the progress shows that it has reached 99%, and the download is about to be completed.

But this last percent of them can't be handled, and they keep hanging there to stimulate people.

Everyone thought that they would be the straw that broke the camel's back, but those who went up before failed without exception.

At this point, everyone became vigilant and reluctant to play again.

And after seeing that no one came up, An Cheng was also confused, he was obviously already performing with all his might, why didn't these people cooperate with him!

But soon he had a plan, and pretended to take out a pill from the storage ring and ate it.

Holding the broken knife in his right hand, he strode forward a few steps, then straightened up, raised his head slightly, and with an arrogant smile on his face, he glanced at everyone with disdain.

"What? No one dares to come up? haha...... Are you all scared of me? I have traveled thousands of miles alone in Tian Boguang, fought all over the world to attract spirits and was invincible, and I have not tasted defeat in all directions across the continent, I will ask here today, who else!?"

With a swing of the knife, the sharp blade cut through the air, bringing a gust of wind.

An Cheng's spiritual power was surging, his long shirt was windless, and his long black hair was flying, with an indescribable domineering.

Such a strong strength, coupled with his handsome appearance, attracted many women present whose eyes were shiny and their faces flushed.

And those men were angry in their eyes, their faces were not good, and they stared at him one by one.

If the gaze could kill, I am afraid that at this moment, even if the powerhouse of the Tenglong Secret Realm stood in the middle of the field, he would be torn to pieces by those angry gazes.

And after An Cheng's arrogant speech, someone finally came on the stage.

It was a young man dressed in white, quite handsome, but expressionless, very cold, holding a long sword and walking step by step towards the field.

With each step, the momentum on his body increased by a few points, and an astonishing sword intent came out of his body.

When he walked in front of An Cheng, a sword intent soared into the sky, and even the light was distorted, faintly forming the outline of a long sword above his head.

That sharp and sharp sword intent, even if it was separated by more than ten zhang, a tingling sensation could be faintly felt on the skin.

"Remember, it was Tianyuan Sword Sect Chen Yan who defeated you!" Looking at An Cheng lightly, Chen Yan said in a flat tone.

Although his face was expressionless, there was undisguised disdain in both his tone and his eyes, as if defeating An Cheng was just an easy thing for him.

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