"You're stronger than last time." Chu Yang said, "However, you still have to lose." ”

As the words fell, he threw the sword he held in his hand forward.

To everyone's shock, the sword did not land, but actually swirled in the air and floated!

"Artifact!!"

The Elder of the Red Refining Pavilion stood up from his seat abruptly, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"What? Artifact?! ”

"How is that possible!!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone couldn't believe it.

The level of the illusion weapon is the same as the elixir, which is divided into human level, mortal level, spirit level, holy level, and god level.

Even the top refiners in the Yuanchuan Continent can only refine the Holy Illusion Weapon now.

Where did Chu Yang get the artifact?!

Ignoring everyone's surprise, Chu Yang stretched out his arms in front of his chest, and put his palms together in a zigzag shape, and then his hands slowly parted.

And with his movements, the giant sword was actually split into ten, scattered and separated, and turned into ten sharp black swords!

Chu Yang waved his arm, and the ten small swords spread out under his command, forming three parts, flying straight towards one person and two beasts.

The speed is so fast that it can be seen as a phantom!

There was no time to be stunned, and one man and two beasts hurriedly defended.

Although the damage of the scattered small sword is not as good as that of the giant sword, it is petite and flexible, and the speed is fast, and it is extremely difficult for Huangfu Chen and the two phantom beasts to dodge, and a wound is cut on their bodies from time to time.

Ants bite elephants to death, not to mention the power of each small sword itself cannot be underestimated.

"Chirp—"

After a moment of fighting, the griffin suddenly let out a chirp, fell from the sky, and fell to the stage.

"Howling Wind!" Huang Fuchen couldn't help but speak out worriedly.

Howling Wind was already huge, and it was difficult to dodge the attack of the small sword, his body was scarred by the blade, and his feathers were soaked in blood, turning dark red, and he fell on the stage at this time, hanging his head and panting.

Seeing that the griffin was no longer combative, Chu Yang adjusted his movements, and the three small swords that originally attacked Xiaofeng changed their direction and flew towards the cheetah.

The damage of each small sword is not enough to be fatal, but there are many openings on the body, and it is easy to cause danger by bleeding alone.

There were originally four small swords on the side of the Spirits, but now there are three new ones for Howling Wind, even if the Spirits have strong defense, they are a little unbearable at the moment.

Not to mention Huangfu Chen, he was originally standing as a summoner, the damage output was all dependent on the phantom beast, and his own strength was also the seventh level of the Xuanling Division, and it was extremely difficult to deal with the three small swords, plus with the consumption of time, his physical strength began to be a little weak, and he soon fell behind.

Seeing this, Chu Yang raised his left hand, and the three small swords that originally surrounded Huang Fuchen instantly merged into one, forming a slightly larger sword, and the sword body slammed into Huang Fuchen's body.

"Bang!"

Huangfu Chen didn't have time to react, and was directly knocked off the stage by the sword body.

"Werver Academy No. 1 wins, get one point!"

Landing from the stage is a loss, and the adjudicator immediately declares it.

"Senior brother!" Shen Lingqi shouted worriedly, got up directly from his seat and ran over.

She was already sitting in the front row of Senluo Academy, relatively close to the stage, and she immediately arrived next to Huang Fuchen when she trotted.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Seeing that Huang Fuchen's green clothes turned red, Shen Lingqi's distressed eyes turned red, and he immediately took off the pill bottle on his body, poured out the healing pill inside and was about to send it to his mouth.

Huang Fuchen shook his head lightly and raised his hand to stop her movements, "It's okay, there are small injuries on my body, and I don't need to use a healing pill." ”

(End of chapter)