"Wow!"

Wuqi Mountain's momentum was like a rainbow, and even Luo Chen's sword intent was suppressed.

At this moment, in the eyes of the martial artist, Luo Chen was dodging one after another, and he was at an extremely disadvantageous disadvantage.

The giant axe of Wuqi Mountain slashed down, sending out a surging heat wave, which Luo Chen could clearly feel. He didn't shake with Wuqi Mountain, Shi Zhanyue drunken immortal step, the wind under his feet, and the speed of fifty-three meters per second burst out.

Martial artists in the middle stage of the Aura Realm can generally only burst out at a speed of more than forty meters per second, and even the peak martial artists in the late stage can burst out at a speed of fifty-five meters per second at most, and Luo Chen's speed has already caught up with the speed of the peak in the late stage.

This is not only due to Luo Chen's own strength, but also thanks to Mochizuki's drunken immortal step.

Every time Wuqi Mountain splits an axe, Luochen keeps regressing, and every time it is only a millimeter away from the axe, it is dangerous and dangerous.

"Oh no! Wuqi Mountain is crazy, Chai Guanren still suffers a loss in the realm, and the speed of escape is extremely fast, but it also shows that he has no skills, and in the face of the Great Perfection of Wuqi Mountain, he is still slightly inferior. Frost said.

Wuqi Mountain swung hundreds of times, from the power of the Eight Tigers at the beginning, gradually began to weaken, the speed of swinging the giant axe gradually slowed down, and the power of the bloodline on his body faintly faded.

"The strength is not bad, but in this state, the power of the blood of the Fire Lion requires too much true qi, and I am afraid it won't last long. This junior who fought against Wuqi Mountain was not bad! In the middle of the Spiritual Qi Realm, he was able to make so many moves under Wuqi Mountain, I don't know which genius it was?"

Many strong people, including Wu Weizong and Xu Sansi, also noticed the fight on the No. 47 battle platform.

Wu Weizong was waiting for a warrior wearing a ghost mask, his voice was as low as a ghost, and he said: "According to the information from the people below, the information about this person is very scarce, and only his name has been collected, which is Chai Guanren. ”

"The surname is Chai, the major families in Wangcheng don't seem to have the Chai family, could it be a disciple secretly cultivated in a certain sect? How come I have never seen it?"

Wu Weizong looked at the sect masters of each sect, looking at the posture of each of them shaking their heads, it seemed that they were not disciples of any sect.

The Ghost Martial Mask Warrior said, "There is no such person in the list of disciples reported by various sects. It should be an unknown casual cultivator. ”

"Scattered cultivation?" Wu Weizong showed a look of surprise, and his heart suddenly had a measurement.

Xu Sansi saw the expression on Wu Weizong's face, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and several elders of the Mo Yu Sect also smiled.

"Wuqi Mountain is actually going to be defeated!" said Frost's face with excitement.

Lin Yu glanced at her with slightly bewitching eyes, and said, "Why are you reacting so much?"

Shuang'er realized that she was a little out of shape, and said with a slight red face: "What's the matter, I'm just happy for the girl." ”

Lin Yu was slightly stunned, and said puzzledly: "Why am I happy?"

Shuang'er said: "Girl, you think, there are many geniuses in this generation of Lingwu County, which is more terrifying than any previous era, if they grow up, within ten years, I am afraid that the power of our black market in Lingwu County will be uprooted." ”

"There is a girl here, the black market will not collapse in Lingwu County, but as a girl, sooner or later one day will travel above the nine heavens, and if there is no girl here in Lingwu County, the black market will have no chance to rise. ”

Lin Yu nodded and said, "What you said is good, in a word." ”

Indeed, although the black market has plans to extend its power to every land in Fengzhou, it is unlikely that it will cost too much to be in the third-class county.

In Chiba County, the black market monopolized the commercial lifeblood of the entire world at a very small price.

Compared to the Chiba Gun, the strength of the Lingwu Junguo is also comparable, and it is impossible to send another strong person over.

"But how do you think that this Chai official will definitely help us in the black market, not Lingwu County. He couldn't be sure, it was a disciple of a family or sect. Lin Yu said.

Shuang'er blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "The girl underestimates Shuang'er's vision too much, how can I not see that Chai Guanren is definitely not from Lingwu County." ”

Lin Yu said in a slightly examined tone: "Oh, why is Shuang'er so sure." ”

"How could a person who was so easy to fight the Great Perfection in the middle of the Reiki Realm, how could it be someone that the martial artists of the land of Lingwu County could teach, even Le Zheng Youzhu, the strongest man of the contemporary young generation, it was by no means easy to defeat Wuqi Mountain in the middle of the Reiki Realm. But Luo Chen did it, Shuang'er thought that he, like the girl, was also a person with great luck. ”

Lin Yu smiled slightly, didn't say anything, his eyes were flowing with crystal light, and he was staring at Luo Chen under the stage intently.

During the conversation of the powerhouses from all walks of life, Wuqi Mountain's true qi was consumed, the power of the bloodline faded, and Luo Chen's sword pierced through the heavy battle armor, and a stream of blood flew down and fell in front of the eighth prince.

The blood shed by Wuqi Mountain was dark black, like the blood left by spirit animals.

Victory again! There was an earth-shattering shout from the stands.

"Even a madman like Wuqishan can't beat Chai Guanren, it seems that Lingwu Junguo has another day. ”

"Waste! How much confidence does the prince still have in you, it seems that your father's opinion of you is too high, and he can't even beat a waste!"

The eighth prince kicked Wuqishan's bulky body ten feet away, and he stepped onto the battle platform, his eyes were extremely sharp, and his temperament became different, just like usual.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Luo Chen would never have believed that it was the eighth prince with these murderous eyes in front of him. After all, he is the descendant of the king of the county, no matter how bad he is, he can't be linked to Fu Yutang's kind of gentlemanhood.

"There is still some time before the end of the game, and Prince Ben has more than enough to depose you, I wonder if you have the guts to fight me? Hachioji said.

"How much True Qi does it take to deal with you?" Luo Chen said.

The eighth prince seemed to hear some joke, and grinned: "It seems that you don't know the record of this prince, before you, this prince has won fifteen games in a row, don't think that if you defeat a Wuqi Mountain, you think that you can defeat this prince." But you are indeed strong, and this prince was wrong about you. However, if you are now in the late stage of the Aura Realm, this prince may not be able to win against you. Now you can't. ”

Luo Chen didn't want to say much to him, so he mentioned the Longyuan Sword and said, "After the battle, you are qualified to say that I can't do it." ”

At this moment, the Longyuan Sword seemed to sense the sword intent of the sword wielder, and the inscriptions of the Five Elements Rules overflowed on the sword body.

Luo Chen had won ten games in a row before, maybe it was lucky, but even Wuqi Mountain was not Luo Chen's opponent, and the eighth prince had already regarded Luo Chen as a rather powerful opponent.

The eighth prince has the seventh-rank king Dao Linggen, and as the heir of the king of Lingwu County, his bloodline is naturally very strong.

The royal spirit root is a man-made avenue spirit root derived from the supreme spirit root emperor spirit root, and the grade is extremely not low, which is a kind of spirit root that can only be possessed by the royal family, and is regarded as a symbol of orthodoxy.

As a member of the third-rank royal family, the eighth prince has a seventh-rank royal path spiritual root, and among his peers, he doesn't need to spend too much energy on penance cultivation at all, and at the age of nineteen, he has already reached the peak of cultivation in the late stage of the aura realm.

It can be said that the nobility of his birth is enough for him to surpass more than half of other martial artists at the starting point.

Even if he didn't have the King of Lingwu County as a backer, he rarely met opponents among his peers.

"Lingwu Sword Technique!"

The eighth prince is also a famous sword cultivator, and he has already reached the realm of the first glimpse of the Sword Heart Divine Society at a young age. The sword in his hand made a sword roar, and a piercing light came out.

In addition to the three attributes of ice, thunder, and wood on the sword, there is also an extremely obscure rule, darkness.

The dark rule is derived from the dark rule, one of the nine innate paths.

The entire battle platform was shrouded in darkness, mixed with wood gas and thunder and lightning, and the air was frozen by the rules of ice, and fell to the ground as ice crystals.

The sword qi shuttled, turning into dense light and shadow.

"Six-element true weapon-level battle sword?" Luo Chen said.

"Even if you have some eyesight, my Liuhe Fish Intestine Sword is a war sword given to me by my father. ”

The eighth prince sneered and made a move in an instant.

"Lingwu Meteor!"

The sword of the eighth prince was like shuttling among meteors, and the sword qi turned into meteors, stabbing towards Luo Chen. The speed of the eighth prince was extremely fast, and as the peak realm of the late stage, he reached a speed of fifty-six meters per second.

Luo Chen performed the Most Holy Qiankun Gong, and after cultivating to the fifth level, his sense of five senses was greatly improved.

After Shi unfolded, the sharpness of his eyes and hearing was beyond ordinary people, although he burst out at most forty-three meters per second, but in his eyes, the speed of the eighth prince's sword and his own speed became slow.

It's not that the speed of the eighth prince has slowed down, but Luo Chen's ability to see things has reached a higher height.

This is an extremely powerful talent, and only the supreme method of the Supreme Qiankun Gong can develop the full potential of a martial artist in the human body.

Shuang'er said: "The eighth prince is more powerful than that Wuqi Mountain, I don't know if the Chai Guanren can win again." ”

"Don't look at it, the eighth prince is doomed. Lin Yu said.

"Why did the girl say that?" said Frost.

"Chai Guanren didn't show his real strength at all before, the eighth prince fought with him, it was simply a humiliation, compared to the brute force of Wuqi Mountain, the eighth prince had no chance of winning in the hands of Chai Guanren at all. ”

Lin Yu has already gotten up and is about to leave, today's game is coming to an end, and there is no suspense about the top 100.

"Ding!"

Luo Chen lightly slashed his sword through the Eighth Prince's Liuhe Fish Intestine Sword at an extremely mysterious angle, cutting a shallow blood mark on his neck.

A drop of blood fell on Hachioshi's sword, causing him to feel a sense of fear.

"How can I be so fast! I'm faster than him, why can't I hurt him in the slightest?"

The eighth prince held his breath, and the speed at which he stabbed out the sword sped up by a point, and he had already used all his strength.

"Lingwu Sanhua Slash!"

The three sword flowers, divided into three strands of sword qi, slashed towards Luo Chen at the same time.

Luo Chen chuckled lightly and swung a sword at random, splitting all three sword qi. Luo Chen did not slack off, another sword stabbed out, and with the blessing of the Kunlun Sword Technique, the speed continued to increase to a level.

Under Luo Chen's faster sword, the balance of victory gradually tilted to Luo Chen's side, on the other hand, the eighth prince, the number of times he took out his sword became less and less, and finally he was tired of parrying.

"If the eighth prince can work as hard as the sixth prince, he will not be at the bottom of the spirit list. Xu Sansi said.

"Even if the eighth prince has the efforts of the sixth prince, his state of mind is also very problematic, and the county king is extremely helpless about it. Wu Weizong sighed.

The Sixth Prince, Lian Mengyu and other geniuses all looked at Luo Chen, who was getting more and more relaxed on the No. 47 battle platform, with different expressions, some dignified, some contemplative, and some excited.

"I didn't expect that there would be a genius, which is really unexpected. ”

The sixth prince's expression was very excited, for a militant like him, having a strong opponent was the greatest pleasure in life.