Chapter 491: Thousands of Flames, Angry Slash
The so-called half-step Martial Emperor refers to the limit of the Yuan Qi cultivation Martial King, the limit of the artistic conception comprehension of the Dao Martial King, the limit of the martial arts cultivation of the Dao Martial King, and the limit of the martial arts cultivation of the Dao Martial King.
After reaching the limit in all aspects, there will be a qualitative change that is very different from that of the Martial King, and then just wait for the spiritual cultivation to arrive, and you can smoothly enter the realm of the Martial Emperor.
Xie Ziwen is extremely talented, and his artistic conception martial arts skills can be said to have reached the limit of the Martial King, but his cultivation is a little worse.
But after taking the Blood Yuan Pill, it completely made up for this gap, and in this incense, it can be regarded as a real half-step Martial Emperor.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xiao Chen was still able to break his attack so easily, without the slightest pressure.
On the already tattered ring, except for the one-meter radius under Xiao Chen's feet, everything else was already potholed and in a mess.
"Thousands of Huoyan, gather!"
Xie Ziwen shouted, and the countless flame palms that flew down in the air were combined with each other, forming a clearly textured, lustrous garden rhyme, and huge flame palm.
The palm of his hand was like a high wall, and it collapsed directly, the speed was extremely fast, and the falling shadow instantly covered Xiao Chen in it.
"I don't believe I can't crush you!"
Xie Ziwen's hands kept sealing, the sea of fire around him was churning, and the power of the falling flame giant palm was still increasing.
Rumble!
A purple electric light, like a spear breaking through the palm of the hand, shot out, the end of the lightning.
There was an ethereal figure, holding a slender war knife, dressed in white, with a blue strip of cloth on his head, and a delicate face, standing out of thin air.
Bang!
The palm of the hand fell firmly to the ground, without the slightest pause, and the ring fell directly and silently, falling more than ten meters.
The power is so great that it is jaw-dropping, and it is difficult for the onlookers to imagine how the white figure in the air broke out with just one knife.
Shout!
Xiao Chen's long knife pointed angrily at the sky, and the qi in his heart that had never dissipated its edge gushed out with the blade and went straight into the sky.
Bell bell bell dang!
The six-foot-long blade kept trembling, and an extremely powerful sword intent instantly spread out over the entire Tianwu Square.
Among the thousands of warriors onlookers, the blades of some swordsmen couldn't help but shake violently, and they looked like they were about to get out of their hands at any time.
Jiang Zimozuo, Mo Dingfengchou and other martial artists of the same generation as Xiao Chen saw this scene and glanced at each other with strange expressions.
After a while, Zuo Mocai said with some uncertainty: "It should be the sword intent, Dingfeng said that you are a swordsman and have comprehended the sword intent, and you have the right to speak more than us." ”
Looking at the white figure in the sky, Dingfeng Chou was extremely bitter in his heart, from now on, in the face of this person, he Dingfeng Chou may always have to look at it from afar.
Sighing softly, Dingfeng nodded worriedly: "Don't guess, that's the sword intent." In fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago, after passing the hurdle of desire, his state of mind was completely complete, and it was extremely natural for the qi in his heart to turn into sword intent. ”
Having said that, he didn't expect that Xiao Chen would comprehend the sword intent so early, and according to his estimate, it would take at least two years for Xiao Chen to comprehend the sword intent.
Several people got the affirmative answer of Dingfeng Sorrow, and they were silent one after another, the sword intent and the sword intent were different, and it was even more difficult to comprehend.
If you can comprehend the sword intent before the age of thirty, you can become a peerless swordsman.
Xiao Chen comprehended the sword intent before he was twenty years old, which was comparable to the ancient sword wizards, and the gap with them widened again.
Shi Hailong's mouth opened slightly, and it took a long time to close it, and on an old face, all his worries disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Hahaha, Gong Haoyu, you brought humiliation on yourself this time, I see how you will explain to your pavilion master when you go back." ”
Gong Haoyu, Xie Ziwen's second master on the side, his face was gloomy, and he struggled and said: "Don't laugh too early, the sword intent is just that, it's still not enough to see in front of the half-step Martial Emperor." ”
Shout!
The breath in his heart gushed out, and Xiao Chen's whole body only felt extremely happy.
The sword is intended, I have an eternal edge in my heart, and from this moment on, he Xiao Chen can truly be called a swordsman.
Xie Ziwen's face was unpredictable, looking at Xiao Chen, who was fluttering in white clothes in the air and arrogant with sword intent, he almost felt a sense of despair in his heart.
No, no, after I became famous, except for those top people in the Great Jin Kingdom, no one would beat me.
He, Xiao Chen, is just a martial artist from the Qin State, and he will never be able to defeat me. I want to win, I want to win, I want to take away his luck and completely enter the top genius of the Great Jin Kingdom.
Xie Ziwen roared angrily, green tendons appeared on his forehead, and he shouted: "Dance of Ten Thousand Fires!"
The hands were sealed, and the sea of fire around them turned up layers of monstrous waves, and the temperature above the entire square was completely boiling.
The hot and scorching air made people have to resist it in order to dispel the heat wave.
Rise!
Pointing directly at Xiao Chen with one hand, the sweat on Xie Ziwen's face fell drop by drop, this move overdrew all his vitality, causing his face to be extremely pale.
If it weren't for taking the Blood Yuan Pill, with his own vitality, this trick would not have been able to be used at all.
Snort!
In the sea of fire, thousands of arm-thick flame belts were wrapped towards Xiao Chen, intending to completely block him.
Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, his gaze was as sharp as a blade, his right hand clenched the long knife and waved it gently, and under the blessing of the sharp knife intent, the sword light was brilliant to the extreme.
Bang Bang Bang!
The blades of those swordsmen in the field could no longer be held, and they all flew into the air.
The sword intent is eternal, and the edge is indestructible!
With the help of the sharp sword intent, Xiao Chen did not advance but retreated, and for the first time, after cultivating to reach the peak of the middle grade martial king, his strength was completely exerted without reservation.
Click, click, click!
Under the rampant sweep of the sword, the flame belts were directly broken off by the knife light like cutting noodles.
Flying down in mid-air, the red light was dazzling, and it looked extremely beautiful, Xiao Chen just went all the way down, like a bamboo, and directly killed Xie Ziwen.
Chopping all the flame belts into pieces, this upgraded version of the Dance of Thousand Flames, which had brought Xiao Chen great trouble, was just broken like a leaf swept away by the autumn wind.
Shout!
The sharp sword intent shook like this in the ring, and the flame vision created by Xie Ziwen with artistic conception instantly dispersed.
The last resort that Xie Ziwen had prepared, halfway through it, was directly terminated by such a domineering method.
"You, defeated. ”
The blade rested on Xie Ziwen's neck, Xiao Chen's face was calm, and he softly repeated what he had said before.
You're defeated!
Xiao Chen's voice was as calm as ever, without any fluctuations, and the blade was on Xie Ziwen's neck, and just one movement could completely kill him.
The scene was silent, no one spoke, looking at Xiao Chen in the field, no one would think that he passed through the eighth floor of the barren tower by the so-called luck.
The vision of the Sea of Flames was directly and domineeringly terminated by Xiao Chen, and Xie Ziwen's pale and bloodless face due to overdraft of vitality looked even more miserable.
Poof!
A large stream of blood gushed out of Xie Ziwen's mouth, and the monstrous momentum of the whole person deflated like a balloon.
The time for a stick of incense has arrived, the medicinal power of the Blood Yuan Pill has completely dissipated, and the sequelae have also burst out at this moment.
Xie Ziwen's eyes were blank, and he didn't have the slightest strength up and down his body, and his cultivation fell all the way, until he reached the middle grade Martial King before stopping.
Within three months, he was trying to return to his usual peak state, and he was afraid that there was no hope, which was the cruel side effect of the Blood Yuan Pill.
Shout!
Gong Haoyu of the Evil Moon Pavilion slid up like lightning, hugged Xie Ziwen, looked at Xiao Chen with cold eyes and said, "Very good, you have completely offended the Evil Moon Pavilion, I hope you will not set foot in the Great Jin Kingdom for the rest of your life, otherwise no one will be able to cover you." ”
After saying this, Gong Haoyu held Xie Ziwen in one hand, and was about to rise to the sky and fly towards the outside of Tianwu Square.
Rumble!
But as soon as he took a step into the air, he found an extremely powerful sword qi sweeping towards the top of his head.
The sword qi contained the eternal and immortal sword intent, and under the blessing of that sword intent, the power of the thunder artistic conception in the sword qi was more than doubled.
Gong Haoyu's face was cold, and he slapped his palm on the knife qi, and the lightning flashed, and it exploded in the air.
The electric light that turned into a brilliant martial art shone in mid-air, and Gong Haoyu was forced to fall down again by this knife.
"Xiao Chen, what do you want to do!" Gong Haoyu shouted angrily after he landed.
Xiao Chen's knife tip pointed directly at Gong Haoyu, his calm face did not make waves, and said lightly: "Did I say that you should leave?"
The six-foot blade kept trembling, the fierce sword intent kept spreading and sweeping, and the blade that was pulled up by the sword intent in mid-air shook rapidly.
Thousands of martial artists above Tianwu Square, hearing Xiao Chen's words, there was an instantaneous short circuit in their brains.
What does Xiao Chen want to do, Gong Haoyu is the outer gate elder of the Evil Moon Pavilion, and he has already reached the half-step Martial Emperor many years ago with a single cultivation.
Although due to limited qualifications, he will not be able to enter the realm of the Martial Emperor in this life, but he is also a genuine half-step Martial Emperor.
Instead of being like Xie Ziwen, who was forcibly promoted to a half-step Martial Emperor by relying on pills, the two are fundamentally different.
Defeating Xie Ziwen was surprising, but it was not impossible for a genius who had passed the eighth layer.
But if you want to make a move on Gong Haoyu, it's a little too crazy.
After all, Xiao Chen is too young and has not grown up yet, and in the face of the masters of the older generation, there is a gap after all.
Gong Haoyu was expressionless, threw Xie Xiwen's body lightly towards the audience, and slowly fell to the ground.
"It seems that you are really old, young people are arrogant to such an extent, today you attack me first, even if I kill you, the Heavenly Annihilation Alliance has nothing to say. ”
Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, this person is really shameless, if he didn't make a threat, how could he do it to him.
Since his face has been torn, there is no need to drag any grievances to the Great Jin Kingdom to settle them, Xiao Chen has never been a gentleman who is not too late to take revenge for ten years.
If you have the opportunity to solve each other now, why wait until you are on the other party's turf to solve it.