Chapter 242: Washing Humiliation

Sou~~

Wan Wuchen smiled slightly, and then jumped into the ring, his expression full of confidence.

"Wan Wuchen, I didn't expect to meet you in the first battle!" At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed, and then appeared in the ring.

It was a young man, extremely burly, his face was slightly dark, his whole body was filled with a fierce aura, he was carrying a large knife, and his expression showed a rampant color.

"I didn't expect that the defeated subordinates at the beginning would dare to stand in the ring!" "That Mo Long was carrying a ghost head big knife, which was about a zhang long, and it was glowing with a cold light, and that Mo Long put on an extremely cool posture.

He looked at Wan Wuchen proudly, and his expression was mocking.

"After three days, I should be impressed!" Wan Wuchen smiled faintly, and his face, which was originally a little gloomy, also flashed a little coldly at this moment: "Isn't today the moment for me to wash away the humiliation of the year?"

"It's up to you!" that Mo Long stared at Wan Wuchen mockingly, at this moment, Wan Wuchen's combat power was suppressed, and he couldn't see the depth at all, and that Mo Long's eyes, Wan Wuchen was just a defeated general of his subordinates, and he didn't enter his eyes at all.

"Hmph, since you're looking for death, don't blame me!" The Molong Ghost Head Broadsword suddenly slipped down, and the sharp blade struck down on the ring, causing the hard wood to shatter a little.

The combat power rushed up, and the combat power of that Mo Long suddenly rushed to the extreme realm of the War Emperor!

"I Mo Long was able to defeat you years ago, and now I can!"

"Kill!"

That Mo Long's expression gradually became cold, and then the combat power exploded, and then the ghost-headed broadsword suddenly slashed down, and the powerful combat power instantly shattered the rigid wooden ring.

"I said that after three days, I should be impressed!" Wan Wuchen smiled coldly, and his combat power slowly rose, and in an instant, he broke through the obstacle of the peak of the War Emperor and reached the peak of the War Emperor, and at the same time, a blood-colored battle sword flashed out, and suddenly a killing aura suddenly came out.

This blood sword was given to him by Chu Tianyi, named Blood Dragon, a primary magic weapon of the Xuan Rank. This is also the great dependence of all dust!

"War Emperor Limit!" Mo Long's eyes shrank coldly, staring at Wan Wuchen in disbelief, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"Surprised?" Wan Wuchen sneered, his eyes flashing with a hint of teasing: "This seems to have just begun!"

Rumble~~

Wan Wuchen's combat power exploded, and the sword technique suddenly unfolded, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth surged, condensed into a storm, and swept towards Na Mo Long.

"Hmph, even if your cultivation has reached the limit of the War Emperor, I can still defeat you!" Mo Long's expression was slightly hideous, and the War Emperor's extreme combat power exploded, killing Wan Wuchen.

"Ghost Knife Eleven Style!"

Rumble~~

The ghost-headed broadsword rolled up without a storm, and instantly collided with the dustless sword blade storm, and in an instant, the time was chaotic, and the storm of nothingness was turbulent.

The blade storm was sharp, and the ghost knife eleven style also cut down the incomparable edge, and the strength of the two was comparable, just a moment of impact, the ghost blade brilliance and the sword blade storm were quickly annihilated.

"Sure enough, there is some capital!" That Mo Long smiled proudly and said: "But this is just the beginning, the Tyrant Sword Technique can't stop the Ghost Sword Eleven Styles at all!"

"Admit defeat!" Mo Long smiled coldly, the combat power exploded again, the ghost knife shot towards the sky, and then there was a rapid slash down, and in an instant, an illusory sword shadow rushed out like lightning, and the moment the sword shadow rushed out, an extremely sharp force made Wan Wuchen's eyes shrink coldly.

"The Eighth Trick of the Overlord Sword!" Wan Wuchen snorted coldly, and his combat power instantly turned into a blood mist of nothing, and then quickly merged into the sword blade storm, making the sword blade storm even more terrifying.

Thundered~~~

The ghost blade illusory crashed into the blade storm, and the blade storm was instantly shattered, but the blade storm was nothing, and under its continuous crushing, the ghost blade phantom finally shattered.

"Ghost Knife Tenth Style!"

Mo Long's expression gradually became cold, obviously Wan Wuchen's cultivation was not inferior to him in the slightest, and the only one who could defeat him was probably the Ghost Sword Eleven Style.

At the beginning, Mo Long's cultivation was much stronger than Wan Wuchen, and he had no temper to suppress Wan Wuchen just by relying on his combat power, but now it is impossible to do it.

The ghost knife rolled and turned into countless phantoms, but the phantom seemed to really exist, and the non-existent shadow, Mo Long stood proudly, the ghost knife slashed to the sky, and then slashed down, and in an instant, an almost condensed sword light struck Wan Wuchen like lightning.

There were countless phantoms around that almost condensed sword light, which was overwhelming in all directions, and it came in a mighty way, and the power of one blow was barely comparable to that of a junior war saint.

"Sword Tyranny!"

Wan Wuchen's expression also completely cooled down, obviously in terms of combat skill level, the sword technique was a little lower than that ghost knife eleven style, but this did not mean that Wan Wuchen's combat power was weaker than that Mo Long.

The Battle Emperor's extreme combat power completely exploded, and in an instant, an inverted storm swept out, causing the rigid wooden ring to be crushed in an instant.

The color of the blood without is the condensation of the sword blade storm, and the momentum is not weaker than the tenth form of the ghost sword!

Bang bang~~

The ghost knife slashed down, and the blade storm caught up, and suddenly an extremely harsh sound sounded, like a knife splitting fresh bamboo, and the ghost knife slashed down on the sword blade storm.

Suddenly, the blood color shattered, and the illusion around the entangled ghost knife also shattered in an instant, and the almost condensed light knife was shattered countless blood colors, castration continued, and slashed in a straight line towards Wan Wuchen.

"Shattered!" Wan Wuchen's eyes tightened, and then the blood sword suddenly rolled, and the crushed blood mist suddenly became more condensed, directly turning into a blood-colored battle sword, and with a bang, it stabbed the light knife fiercely, causing the light knife to shatter instantly.

"Die!" A sneer crossed the corner of Wan Wuchen's eyes, and then the blood-colored sword slashed in a brilliant arc in mid-air, killing Na Mo Long.

"I actually blocked the tenth form of the ghost sword!" That Mo Long's eyes couldn't help but shrink coldly, Wan Wuchen's strength made him have to face it squarely.

"Even if you block the Ghost Knife Tenth Form, I want to see how you block the Ghost Knife Eleventh Form!"

After the blood-colored war sword shattered the light sword, its combat power had already weakened too much, and the Mo Long ghost sword swept slightly, instantly causing the blood-colored war sword to shatter.

"Ghost Sword Eleven Style!" that Mo Long snorted coldly, and his combat power soared to the limit in an instant, and his expression was a little crazy.

The ghost knife phantom rushed out, and the phantom, Mo Long still stood proudly, he slowly raised the ghost knife, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered in an instant, and the number of them converged on the ghost knife.

"Condensation!" Mo Long roared, and the countless phantoms slowly converged towards the ghost knife.

Buzzing~~

The ghost knife shook, and the powerful pressure began, and countless coercions shattered the two rigid trees directly, cracking one after another like mountain stones.

"Die!"

When countless phantoms converged on the ghost knife, Mo Long shouted proudly, and then the ghost knife slashed down in the wind, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth was torn, and a light knife rushed up on the ghost knife to smash the aura of heaven and earth.

Looking at that Mo Long, Wan Wuchen suddenly smiled weirdly, and he said aloud: "Very powerful power." ”

"If it was back then, just cultivating for you suppressed me to death, but now I am no longer the person I used to be!"

The next moment, the blood sword hung low, and Wan Wuchen's body rolled up with no combat power, and when that combat power reached the limit of the War Emperor, it did not stop, but still climbed.

"Breakthrough!" Wan Wuchen smiled proudly, and when his words landed, the combat power on his body suddenly broke through the limit of the War Emperor, and in an instant, an astonishing combat power rose up and escaped unscrupulously.

It was a combat force beyond the realm of the War Emperor!

"Battle Saint Realm!" That Mo Long was suddenly startled, his eyes stared at Wan Wuchen in disbelief, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Primary Battle Saint Realm, how is this possible!" That Mo Long's voice trembled a little with disbelief, but everything in front of him did not allow him not to believe it.

"I said that Shibei should be impressed for three days!" Wan Wuchen smiled proudly, his slender fingers suddenly clenched, and then the power of Wu rolled up, it was still a sword master, but the extreme realm of the War Emperor and the junior War Saint were exerted, and the power was completely different.

Thundered~~

The heavens and the earth shook slightly, and then the storm of sword blades swept out, directly crushing the ghost knife.

And when Wan Wuchen's combat power broke through the War Emperor barrier, its combat power also increased gradually, and it was not the same concept as the War Emperor realm at all, it was also the eighth form of the overlord sword, but in just a moment, the eleventh form of the ghost sword was crushed.

"No!" That Mo Long was a little difficult to accept, the original strong killing move was easily shattered by Wan Wuchen, and Wan Wuchen's strength actually made him feel like he couldn't hope for it.

"How is this possible?!" Mo Long stared at Chu Tianyi and shouted hoarsely, "How can you break through the Battle Saint Realm in just one year!"

"It's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Wan Wuchen smiled slightly, and then the sword storm suddenly swept out, directly enveloping Na Mo Long, and crushing that Mo Long's combat power.

"Get out!" Wan Wuchen waved his hand, and the sword blade storm fell instantly, and when the sword blade storm fell, the figure of Mo Long slowly appeared.

"You..."

At this moment, Na Mo Long's expression was miserable, and his combat power was crushed, so that he was seriously injured in an instant, he opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly a stream of blood gushed out, and then he was directly unconscious.

"This Tianxuan Domain is invincible!" the old man's voice was still indifferent, as if he were mechanical.

"In the next game, Tianxing secretly fought against Qiankun Peak Xiao Ran!"

Whoosh~~

Suddenly, two figures rushed into the ring, and the battle was imminent, and the combat power continued to sweep out...