In the field, Chen Kun's suddenly inflated momentum also attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, and the next glances became stunned, and whispers also sounded. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Kun raised his long sword, and at the tip of the sword, the cyan sword gang shrank slightly, pointing at Xiao Wentian from afar, and in an instant, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air.

"Briefly stepping into the Yuanji Realm?" Locked by Chen Kun's long sword, Xiao Wentian's brows furrowed without a trace, as a party concerned, he could most clearly feel that the former was different from the previous one at this moment.

"Secret Method...... I didn't expect this guy to practice as well. Xiao Wentian's brows furrowed, he could feel Chen Kun's momentum that had suddenly become much stronger, and the spiritual power churning on his body had obviously doubled in strength at this moment.

"This kid is weird, Yunlan Sword Sect doesn't have this kind of superior secret method!" During the battle, Yao Lao's slightly solemn voice sounded in Xiao Wentian's heart for the first time.

Generally speaking, there are high and low secret methods.

The lowest level is also the most common, nothing more than the secret method of burning blood, these secret methods are usually in the way of burning blood, longevity and the like, in exchange for a short and powerful power, belonging to the typical "three-second real man" category - the male rise time is short, and after the outbreak, it will also attract sequelae such as kidney overdraft, leaving a period of weakness for the caster.

Xiao Wentian, who carried three "black and simple rings" with him, had also seen a lot of secret methods, and from the eyes of him and Yao Lao, the secret methods used by Chen Kun were definitely superior secret methods - the outbreak time was long, the improvement was large, and there would be no weakness and sequelae.

Feeling the continuous flow of majestic spiritual power in his body, Chen Kun showed a look of intoxication, and he forced himself to calm down: "Can you still beat me now?"

In the face of an alien fire owner who had defeated an opponent of a Holy Land disciple, Chen Kun did not hide his confidence!

What a domineering thing this is!

"It's worthy of Senior Brother Chen Kun!"

"That's right, you still don't fall behind in the face of a Holy Land-level opponent!"

"I didn't expect Chen Kun to be so powerful!"

Many of the registered disciples of the Taixuan Holy Sect were all thinking this way at this time.

However, at this time, behind them, an untimely voice sounded: "Chen Kun, this kid is going to lose by a big score!"

When many named disciples heard this, they turned their heads to look at the person who spoke with unkind eyes.

"Ignorant fellow!" a named disciple sneered. The man in front of him was dressed in rags, his hair was still up, he was still holding a large bag of oiled paper in his hand, he was wearing a pair of shorts that were not up to the knee on his lower body, and two flip-flops were hanging on his feet. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a knowledgeable guy.

"Where did the dirt buns come from?" Several others echoed, but this is normal, their idols were poured cold water when they opened Wushuang, and no fan's fans could stand it, not to mention that the guy in front of him was dressed too obscenely......

Jiang Daxian didn't care either, obviously the face kung fu was extremely good, he looked at the fierce confrontation on the field, and said in his heart that Chen Kun was doomed.

Without him, the name is too unlucky.

"You kid is willing to appear?" Jiang Ziqi had not finished sighing, and there was a thick majesty behind him. He turned his head stiffly and found that Fan Xuefeng was looking at him with a smile.

"Wow...... Morning, Master, ......" Jiang Ziqi greeted him while not forgetting to stuff something into his mouth.

"Where did you kid go!" When Fan Xuefeng heard Wang Shan's report, his heart was "groaning", if Jiang Ziqi disappeared, Jiang Yingyue would definitely run away.

Jiang Ziqi raised the oil paper bag in his hand aggrievedly, "The disciple saw that he had nothing to do and his stomach was empty and it was difficult to practice, so he went down the mountain early in the morning to buy breakfast and went to ......."

Fan Xuefeng was stunned at first, and then stunned again.

This answer is reasonable, flawless, and seamless, even with Fan Xuefeng's half-step heavenly realm, he can't find the slightest wrong.

For a while, Fan Xuefeng was speechless.

And the surrounding disciples were already speechless in surprise when they saw this scene, the guy in front of him wearing flip-flops turned out to be the disciple of the first seat of Xuanyun Peak?

"Then why do you think Chen Kun is lost?" Fan Xuefeng said as he opened the subject.

"The emperor will never compare his authority with the peasant, and the true authority and victor need no frills. Chen Kun's aggressive style exposed his external strength and middle ability. ”

Jiang Ziqi ate a pack of fried shrimp with green onions, and said:

"The wind is a way, and the emphasis is on 'sharpness' and 'flexibility'. He unilaterally pursued domineering, but lost flexibility. Moreover, Xiao Wentian is a master of personal short-term fighting, and the sword cultivation of Yunlan Sword Sect is not fierce and brave, attacking the enemy's strength with his own shortness, it is really hellish that he can still win!"

As if to verify Jiang Ziqi's words, Chen Kun, who was imposing on the field, finally fell into a disadvantage at this moment.

"Impossible!"

Chen Kun yelled in his heart, he was a son of luck, a man of heaven, how could he lose!

Thinking of this, Chen Kun burst out with an even stronger momentum, and the spiritual power around his body was also like boiling boiling water at this moment, rioting, and circles of pale cyan essence ripples continued to spread out from his body.

A cyan whirlwind emerged, and Chen Kun, who was in the center of the storm, looked like a god who harnessed the wind!

"Let's decide the winner, Xiao Wentian!"

The long sword hung high, and the cyan spiritual power poured out unfatally, turning into a violent wind wrapped around the sword body, and in an instant, the light on the long sword was great, and the strong light on the sword actually covered the light of the dazzling sun in the sky!

"Qingfeng Sword Gang!"

Chen Kun shouted, and the terrifying energy fluctuations finally started in a riot, and a fierce sword qi shot away at Xiao Wentian with an unstoppable momentum from the sky.

"Boom!"

The sword qi fell to the ground, and in an instant, an explosion like thunder resounded in the field, and countless rubble flew from the dust and splattered all around.

The cyan sword gang is extremely strong, and the destructive power also makes many people extremely surprised, this kind of attack, even if it is an ordinary seven-star fighting spirit, I am afraid it is a little tricky to resist, I didn't expect that after using the secret method, Chen Kun's sword qi could be strengthened to such a point.

Around, some True Inheritance-level Yuanji disciples all looked at the amazing cyan sword gang in the field with a bit of surprise, and in terms of attack strength alone, even some of them were difficult to do.

"It's actually the Wind King Spear, I didn't expect that even the core inheritance of the Yunlan Sword could be mastered by him, but with his strength, he couldn't exert the power of two or three out of ten. Looking up at the sword qi that seemed to fall tomorrow, Fan Xuefeng muttered.

However, feeling the sharp sword aura, Jiang Ziqi shook his head.

Chen Kun's figure fell to the ground, his face was as white as paper, the effect of the secret method had passed, and the spiritual power in his body was exhausted after casting the Qingfeng Sword Gang, and at this moment, he completely lost his combat effectiveness. All he could do was pray, praying that this move would defeat Xiao Wentian.

However, his wish, when the figure faintly appeared in the dust, finally burst with a bang, especially when the figure was still walking out slowly with low steps, his heart was also sinking more and more, and a touch of despair appeared on his face.

Seeing the figure slowly walking out of the dust, all of a sudden, the eyes of the entire square were filled with surprise and astonishment.

In the dusty grassland, the young man in black slowly walked out, and what was surprising was that the young man had no loss on his body except for some dust and soil.

No, any, attrition.

"How could it be ......"

Chen Kun's originally pale complexion immediately turned pale after seeing Xiao Wentian unharmed.

Jiang Ziqi sighed in unison: "Qingfeng Sword Gang is indeed strong, but your cultivation is not enough to control, and you can only play to the 'sharp' part, then you are doomed to failure." ”

The Howl of the Wind is certainly terrifying, but its trajectory is clear to even mortals.

"But ......" Jiang Ziqi's face was a little strange.

It's not right!

"The protagonist of the waste flow novel, doesn't he like to explode the big move to hit the hard? This kid can actually play dodge, and he doesn't have the consciousness of the protagonist at all......"

"You have a sick brain, you can obviously hide in that situation, why do you want to do some big moves? Then again, the person who is not conscious is you, the person who wears it looks like a dog, I am embarrassed to say that I know you, you look at your master running far away......" Bai Zetong said helplessly, although he also felt that Xiao Wentian was the type of person who exploded his big move and hit it hard.

"Hmph, believe it or not, starting tomorrow, there will be a group of people who will follow me to wear like this?"

On the field, Chen Kun looked at Xiao Wentian, who had no loss, and his face was unwilling, but in the end, he finally chose to admit defeat.

This move is rare and did not usher in other people's rumors, and even the giants on the high platform showed approval in their eyes.

It is not difficult to pursue the victory, but the difficult thing is to retreat despite the difficulty. This kind of qi refiner can go further and further in the path of cultivation.

Xiao Wentian's strength is obvious to all, even the pharmacist Yaotian has planted his head on him, everyone didn't have much hope for Chen Kun, it was purely "the best to win", "just don't lose too ugly".

And Chen Kun can perform offense and defense moderately, and even play his own style, which is already very satisfactory to them.

"Okay, after watching for so long, you should come up too, right?" After the battle between the two, Xiao Wentian was still standing on the stage and suddenly said this.

Everyone was stunned, and then they remembered that Xiao Wentian had climbed up thousands of miles to find Jiang Ziqi......

For a while, everyone was in an uproar.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang is stronger than Senior Brother Chen?"

"Nonsense, Senior Brother Chen lost the inheritance of the Yunlan Sword Sect!"

"If that's the case, why is he still bothered to fight Senior Brother Jiang?"

The whispering in the audience kept sounding, Jiang Ziqi sighed, put all the oiled paper bags in his hand into the space ring, and slowly walked into the ring under the stunned and suspicious eyes of everyone.

"What happened to him at this time?"

Xiao Wentian frowned, he hadn't seen him for two months, and the young man in front of him had changed a lot. Although he was cynical at that time, there was a pride in the world hidden under his smile, as if no one in the world could stand side by side with him.

And today, although his smile is still the same, Xiao Wentian can see that what is hidden behind the smile is as cold as a blade.

Murderous!

"Jiang Ziqi, your family has suffered such an accident, and your Dao heart has not yet adjusted, are you sure you want to fight him?" Elder Chuangong looked at Jiang Ziqi and said slowly, these words are not so much a reminder, but to tell everyone - it is normal to be in a bad state today, and it is normal to play abnormally.

Jiang Ziqi nodded.

Elder Chuangong looked at the bigwigs on the high platform again, only to see Fan Xuefeng's face gloomy, and after half a sound, Fan Xuefeng finally sighed helplessly: "Okay......"

He waved his hand weakly and said, "Whatever you want!"

"Let's start, I've been waiting for this day, I've been waiting for two months!" Xiao Wentian said eagerly!

(3000+ counts as two in one.) Today, under the condition of three breaks, I have to take two exams, well, that's the only way. In addition, I'm going to shoot an advertisement tomorrow.,It may not be updated.,Don't wait.,I'll try my best to maintain a constant gold body.。。。 ）