Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Worse Sword

The battle on the rooftop began, attracting the attention of many disciples around.

The two people who are standing opposite each other and have a sudden rise in momentum have reached the white-hot stage, and the most violent collision will unfold in an instant.

The breath suddenly became a little cold, his eyes were cold and cold, staring ahead, the long sword was upside down, and the monstrous sword intent rushed out in an instant, and the void seemed to be intertwined with dense sword rain, under that sword intent, there was an endless sharp aura, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, this is the power that belongs to the cultivator, the powerful magic power, even if Duanmu * is strong, he can't compete head-on.

The space on the battle platform was gradually shrouded by a layer of sword intent, and the sword rain in the sky was under the control of Yi Yan, like the Yellow River bursting the embankment and the Yangtze River overflowing, and in an instant, thousands of sword qi poured like raindrops, and like a mountain torrent erupted, unstoppable, sharp, wrapped in layers of destructive power of the powerful Yuan Force, Sen Leng sword qi, as if to break through the battle platform, so that the disciples watching the battle outside clearly felt their scalps tingling.

The sword light reflected the Tianxia, the momentum was as fierce as a dragon, the sword intent that penetrated the four directions, the dense monstrous sword qi, shot out, the endless dazzling light shined, stabbing towards Duanmu's body, the sharp slashed, and the sound of breaking wind came from the space in the battle platform, this is the divine power of the cultivator, a power that surpasses mortal martial arts, and the non-cultivator cannot use it, and needs the support of a strong yuan force to use the power beyond himself.

Duanmu's face was also solemn, and he understood that the current Yi Yan was the strongest state, and the real combat power of the cultivators was still whose supernatural power was more powerful and advanced, and whose Yuan Force was stronger, no matter how strong * was at this time, it had lost its effect, and the help that mortal martial arts could give was limited after all.

However, failed, Duanmu never thought that the two of them were at the same level, although they did not have the identity of Yi Yan, and they could learn such a powerful law as soon as they were promoted to Jin Dan, but what he had, Yi Yan may not have it.

Striding forward, in front of the dense sword rain shrouded him, when thousands of sharp qi broke through the body, Duanmu did not retreat but advanced, his fists shook, there was only undefeated faith in his pupils, the battle spirit was monstrous, and a wild and ancient aura came, Duanmu's body jumped high, jumped to the top of thousands of sword qi surged, his fists clenched and the momentum climbed wildly, his fists were covered with a layer of rich black light, tightly wrapped his fists, and just crossed a curve, slamming down against the sword rain below.

"Break!" Duanmu was furious, his momentum was galloping, and a pair of iron fists carrying the huge power of the mountains in the sky suddenly descended, wanting to shatter the sword rain, Yi Yan's two palms slammed towards the sword in front of him, and a yuan force rolled in, and the dense sword rain became even more violent, turning into a wild dragon and piercing Duanmu's body.

The fist shook the intertwined sword rain, Duanmu's eyes were already blood-red, endless madness and ancient breath were surging, the black rich brilliance was even deeper, the mountains and rivers roared, and the huge force was suppressed, only to hear the sound of "boom!" in the ear, the fist blasted through the sword rain below, as if two mountain peaks, smashed to the ground, the earth and rocks on the battle platform cracked, the rocks splashed, and a sudden power rippled out, and the thousands of sword rain suddenly collapsed and dispersed, and disappeared invisibly, a figure was pushed off the battle platform by the power.

The disciples were shocked, that figure was Yi Yan, he got off the battlefield, and he was the one who was defeated!

"What a rough man!" The disciple's eyes all looked at Duanmu, a muscular body of Wolong, his face was a little resolute, his figure stood still and his face was indifferent, but there was an ancient unyielding will, which was slowly revealed, such a man was the most wild and rough, and his strength was terrifying.

* Shake the cultivator's divine power, but the last fist should also be a divine power, because it is used to use Yuan Force, but the power of heaven and earth he mobilized seems to be a little different, and some of the elders have doubts and doubts in their eyes, and they quietly speculate in their hearts, and their eyes have been looking at Duanmu.

The inner disciples who have not broken through for ten years in the Jindan period are not talented, but they have such terrible combat power, although Yi Yan has just entered the Jindan period, he is a genius disciple, and their combat effectiveness is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, and in the first battle, they were actually defeated by Duanmu.

Yi Yan in the audience, his face was also quite embarrassed, he didn't expect to use the magic power he had just comprehended, but he was still defeated, and Duanmu's almost brutal way of striking made his heart churn with blood and blood, and his resentment lingered for a long time, even if he was not injured, he was still angry.

"Awesome!" Chen Nan stretched out his thumb to Duanmu who walked off the stage, he didn't expect this guy to hide very deeply, the invisible momentum just now, that is, there was no Yuan Li, Chen Nan also believed that he was definitely not Duanmu's opponent that day.

"It's average!" Duanmu grinned, making Yue Qingshan's eyes on the side show a brilliant color, it seemed to be a battle intent, the same way of blowing, he really wanted to try it.

"It's just that someone else won, and it's not you who lost, what's so happy!" Yi Yan said coldly on the side.

Lost the first battle, in front of so many people, his face can imagine how embarrassing he would be, he was known as a genius, but he was defeated in the hands of this old disciple with dull qualifications, and the two were in the same realm, how could he not be angry.

Chen Nan didn't turn his head, Yi Yan held the long sword in his hand, his cold eyes stared at him tightly, as if he wanted to find out something from his body, and snorted coldly, "It's ridiculous, you are the one who loses, I don't know what qualifications you have to decide me!"

"But now, I can still torture and kill you, you're just a waste!" Yi Yan stared at Chen Nan with poisonous eyes like a snake.

Duanmu's face sank, "Yi Yan, do you still want to fight again?"

Hearing Duanmu's words, Yi Yan's expression changed a little in an instant, and he understood that if he fought again, he might not be his opponent, and what he cared about today was not Duanmu, this person would be left to solve later, sooner or later, he would wash away today's shame.

"High realm to low realm, I really don't know how you have the face to say the word torture and killing, is this the so-called genius?" Chen Nan sneered.

A black line appeared on his face, Yi Yan's face was a lot colder, indeed, he shouldn't have anything to be proud of in the high realm against the low realm, but today, he really can't let go of Chen Nan, even if he is cheeky, he has to provoke, "Do you dare to fight with me? I, let you have two feet!"

With a gaze, many people were surprised in their hearts, this Yi Yan today, is determined to pay attention to the battle with Chen Nan, is it a defeat, even the dignity of a genius is lost, let two feet, Chen Nan just sneered, "Does that mean that as long as you move your feet, even if you lose?"

Raising his eyebrows, Yi Yan was a little suspicious that Chen Nan was blowing him up, but thinking about the gap between the two, he said fiercely, "Yes, if I take a step away, you will win!"

Even if he didn't move, he didn't believe that Chen Nan would be able to threaten him, and although Yi Yan was defeated, he was still quite confident in his strength.

"That's good, I don't take advantage of you either, one move, you are not defeated, count me as losing!" Chen Nan slowly stretched out a finger, which surprised many people again, and secretly said that this guy is stupid or what, Yi Yan let him because the two are not on the same level, and he actually threatened to defeat Yi Yan with one move, although the other party can't dodge, but he thinks that this is his capital?

Yi Yan also smiled, Chen Nan, he was still too arrogant, but his face immediately turned cold, this is * naked contempt, he is confident for a reason, but Chen Nan, he doesn't know the other party, where did the arrogant capital come from, only a few people looked strange, and they didn't choose to suspect Chen Nan, such as Duanmu and Yue Qingshan beside him.

"I know it in the first battle, come on!" Chen Nan did not hesitate and stepped on the battle platform.

"Hmph!" snorted coldly, although he didn't know what medicine was sold in Chen Nan's gourd, but in his heart, he was faintly uneasy, but he also walked up.

The two figures stood on the round platform again, but this time, it was Chen Nan and Yi Yan, a congenital peak, who wanted to challenge the genius of the Jindan cultivator, and it was a move, although the other party couldn't move, but the huge gap between the two still made many people shake their heads secretly, Chen Nan, it's too arrogant, but there are many people, hoping that Yi Yan can rub Chen Nan's sharpness.

The corners of his mouth hooked an arc, after Chen Nan came to the stage, he actually closed his eyes, his complexion returned to calm, and he maintained an extremely calm state, without the slightest movement, and suddenly said to him, "Who has a sword, can you borrow it!"

Chen Nan, if you want to use a sword, many people laughed sarcastically, thinking that with a sword, you can defeat Yi Yan?

Yi Yan also sneered, Chen Nan did this, but it made him feel that the other party was not confident in his own strength, and he wanted to defeat him with one move, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, what if he gave him a sword, could he turn the sky upside down.

"This sword is made of dark iron, although it is not a magic weapon, but the material is not bad, you can use it!" The disciple at the bottom took out his sword and threw it on, they all wanted to see what tricks Chen Nan could play with the sword.

Taking the sword, Chen Nan looked at it for a while, then slowly shook his head and said, "Is there a worse sword?"

The disciple was furious, thinking that Chen Nan was insulting his sword, and shouted, "Then what sword do you want, do you think that with a magic weapon and spiritual weapon, you can defeat the cultivator?"

"No, you're mistaken, I just want to ask, is there a more fragile sword, the best kind that breaks when touched!" Chen Nan smiled.

Many people were stunned when they heard this, there was still this request, what was Chen Nan thinking, even Duanmu and Yue Qingshan were suspicious in their hearts, Chen Nan wouldn't be stupid at this time, right? But thinking about it, there was still no doubt, for Chen Nan, they still had some confidence.

"Although this sword will not break at the touch of it, it will definitely be brittle enough, I believe it will meet your requirements!" An old man arrived at the bottom of the battle platform, and it was the person who had just preached, and at this moment he took out a rusty iron sword and threw it to Chen Nan.

Taking the sword again, Chen Nan looked at this sword, it was full of rust, and the material was extremely poor, it was a sword made of ordinary pig iron, even ordinary people would not believe that this sword would be better than a kitchen knife, but Chen Nan's gaze showed a look of surprise, as if he liked this sword quite a lot, nodded and praised, "It's really a good sword!"

Everyone fell to the ground gorgeously, what did Chen Nan mean, one move was defeated, do you plan to rely on this sword, Yi Yan's face was also extremely embarrassed, he suddenly felt that Chen Nan was deliberately trying to humiliate him, it must be so.

"Let's make a move!" His face sank, Yi Yan kept a distance, stood with his hands in his hands, and really didn't move, he wanted to see what Chen Nan could do