Chapter 43: The Strength of a Rank 9 Martial Artist

Rumble!

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The sword bolted through the bloody light and shattered the blood claws, causing a violent explosion.

Between the bursting blood light and sword light, Qi Fan suddenly rushed out, his right hand was wrapped in a rich blood-colored light, and he grabbed Chu Qingyun's neck with one claw.

"Hahaha, boy, you can block my first move, but you can't stop my second move!"

"You give me death!"

Qi Fan laughed wildly, and his face was already full of a look of victory.

This move, Qi Fan just saw it, and Chu Qingyun's old power was exhausted, and the new power was not born.

His advantage is that he made a move earlier than Chu Qingyun and had a little more time to prepare.

But the master made a move, and what he caught was that momentary opportunity!

However, Qi Fan is too confident.

In the wild laughter, he didn't notice that the martial arts level powerhouses around him, such as Steward Qin and Gang Master Qi, all shook their heads gently.

"Hmph, I'm waiting for you. ”

"Five-star vine, go!"

Chu Qingyun let out a low snort, and five dark green vines suddenly burst out of the ground, waving wildly, and winding towards Qi Fan from all directions without any rules.

Qi Fan was caught off guard, and in an instant, he was entangled and wrapped into a big zongzi.

As early as the moment he took out the sword, Chu Qingyun was already fully prepared, and the five-star vine martial soul was activated, and he quietly ambushed on the ground.

"Damn, bastard, break me, break me!"

Qi Fan struggled frantically, and from time to time there were blood-colored martial soul powers bursting out from his body and hands.

It's a pity that five fifth-order five-star vines fifty meters long with tenacious soul skills, coupled with Chu Qingyun's continuous supply of Yuan Power.

Even if it was an eighth-level martial artist, it was impossible to completely break it in a short period of time.

"Qi Shao Gang Master, you lost. ”

After controlling Qi Fan, Chu Qingyun floated forward, and the sharp steel long sword was on his neck.

Feeling the cold blade on his neck, Qi Fan glared at Chu Qingyun viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat!"

After Chu Qingyun withdrew the five-star vine, Qi Fan got up from the ground, snorted angrily, and walked towards the people of the Blood Wolf Gang.

"Great, I won Qi Fan, this time I won eighty. ”

"The rest of that Liu Ming, I haven't heard of it at all!"

Ye Qi looked at Qi Fan's stinky face and said happily.

However, Chu Qingyun shook his head and said with a serious face: "Then Liu Ming, I'm afraid it's not simple. ”

Steward Qin on the side also nodded and said, "That's right, since Liu Ming can fight after Qi Fan, there must be a reason, and in the next battle, you still have to be careful." ”

The Blood Wolves help everyone.

Qi Fan's face was vicious, he came to Liu Ming's side, and said in a dark voice: "Liu Ming, if you fight normally, you will definitely not be that guy's opponent." ”

"Wait a minute, you directly use that trick, so that the Great Steward Qin doesn't have time to react, and directly kills that kid!"

Liu Ming frowned.

Kill Chu Qingyun?

That's the person brought by Steward Qin.

Kill him, in case Steward Qin is angry and pursued, he is a small eighth-level martial artist, and he can't bear it.

"Hehe, don't worry, the sword has no eyes in the fight, and it is normal for the dead and injured to be killed. ”

"Besides, that kid is just from a broken village outside, Steward Qin won't make a move on our Blood Wolf Gang for the sake of an inconspicuous mud leg. ”

Under Qi Fan's persuasion, Liu Ming finally nodded and agreed.

After a short break, the second game began, Chu Qingyun vs. Liu Ming.

"Chu Qingyun, you are very strong, I have ever seen, the strongest seventh-level martial artist, even I am not your opponent. ”

"So, I can only be sorry for you. ”

"Burning blood!"

Liu Ming let out a low roar, but his face showed a very painful look.

After using the blood-burning secret method, the blood on Liu Ming's body became as if it was boiling, and his face became even redder.

But his aura soared all the way, and it actually rose to the strength of a ninth-level martial artist.

"It's... The feeling of a ninth-level martial artist, the feeling of being full of power......"

Liu Ming's face was extremely painful, but there was a trace of intoxication, which was distorted and made people shudder.

"Die!"

The breath climbed to the peak, Liu Ming made a bold move, disappeared in place like a phantom, and slapped Chu Qingyun with all his palm.

"Danger!"

"Very dangerous!"

The strong aura of the ninth-level martial artist made Chu Qingyun's heart beat wildly.

A ninth-level martial artist, Chu Qingyun also killed, but it was with the help of the power of the poison crossbow to assassinate.

He didn't expect that the strength of the ninth level would explode, and it would be so terrifying!

With Chu Qingyun's current strength, it is more than enough to deal with an eighth-level martial artist, but in the face of a ninth-level martial artist, he is far from an opponent!

"Five-star vine!"

Chu Qingyun roared, and five fifty-meter-long dark green vines grew rapidly, rushing towards Liu Ming, who was rushing towards him.

"It's useless!"

"Crush me!"

Liu Ming let out a low roar, and a burst of strength gushed out from his palm, shaking the five vines to pieces!

"Boy, die!"

Rushing in front of Chu Qingyun, Liu Ming suddenly jumped up, fell from the sky, and slapped Chu Qingyun's head with a palm.

If this palm is solid, with his current ninth-level strength, he will definitely be able to blow Chu Qingyun with one palm!

"Xuantian God Pattern!"

"Draw the sword!"

At the critical juncture, Chu Qingyun gritted his teeth and used the strongest method that he had not used since he had been trained.

The dark golden divine pattern on his right arm lit up, and Chu Qingyun held the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

Brush!

A cold light flashed.

Liu Ming's body seemed to pause in mid-air for a moment, and then suddenly flew upside down, spraying blood all the way, and fell heavily more than ten meters away.

His hands were all broken at the wrist!

The sword was already in its sheath, and Chu Qingyun's right arm trembled for a moment, slowly returning to normal.

When there is no Xuantian Divine Pattern strengthening, when you use the sword drawing style, your arm will sting for more than an hour.

But with the enhancement of the Xuantian Divine Pattern, in less than ten seconds, the arm returned to normal.

Moreover, under the strengthening of the divine pattern, the power of the sword drawing style was also greatly enhanced, and the full palm of the ninth-level martial artist was actually cut off by a sword, and even his hands were cut off!

But Chu Qingyun understood that what he was facing was only a half-hung ninth-level martial artist.

forcibly raised his cultivation to level nine with a secret method, but he couldn't even use the martial soul soul skill, so he could only rely on the skyrocketing yuan power to fight the enemy.

If he faced a real ninth-level martial artist, I am afraid that Chu Qingyun might not be an opponent if he used the sword drawing style!

"It's still too low... I hope this Lingtan won't let me down......"

Chu Qingyun glanced at the Lingtan and thought silently in his heart.

It was only at this time that the people around reacted, and Liu Ming lost in an instant!

"That sword just now, it's a sword drawing style, right?"

Steward Qin's eyes flickered, staring at Ye Qi and asking.