870: C870 And fight Long Xuanji again

C870 And fight Long Xuanji again

"As you wish." Meng Canghai said coldly, the immortal energy around his body was resplendent, his battle intent limitless, and his hands were covered with dragon scales. He was extremely powerful, to the point where his every move actually carried the intent of a shocking dragon, extremely tyrannical.

The dragon's claws were sharp, and they flashed with a cold light.

It was as though a single claw strike could shatter the void and slice apart everything.

On the opposite side, Yin Tianxue's two hands had turned into profound jades, impenetrable through weapons. Both of their hands were existences who had cultivated martial arts, and no one knew which one would be stronger in a situation where they had not fought.

Dong, dong, dong!

In battle, one had to seize all opportunities.

Therefore, Meng Canghai took the initiative to attack first. The dragon claw contained the might of a dragon, and when it clawed out, a divine dragon flowed within his hands, incomparably berserk. The divine dragon roared, as if it wanted to swallow Yin Tianxue whole, and at the same time, Yin Tianxue made a move as well.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The collision of martial skills emitted a rumbling sound, and the two of them started to fight intensely.

In this battle, the two of them had both utilized their tyrannical powers and engaged in an intense battle. Every time they clashed, they would unleash an immense amount of power, constantly unleashing their immortal energy on the battle platform, causing the immortal emperor's barrier to tremble.

Everyone was excited.

They understood that they had not used their full strength yet.

However, it gave off a shocking feeling.

He hadn't gone all out yet, but he had already reached such a tyrannical level. If he went all out in this battle, then what kind of power would he have?

They didn't dare to imagine.

These ten people were all favored by the heavens.

They were all the elites of the Holy Kingdom.

Their battle strength was not something an ordinary heaven's pride level expert could compare to.

Within the Immortal Emperor Barrier, the sky kept changing, sometimes there was a fierce wind, sometimes there was a torrential rain, sometimes there was lightning, and sometimes there was thunder, and sometimes the sky was filled with flying snow, Yin Tianxue was the one summoning the sky to the sky to help him fight, while Meng Canghai on the other hand still had a pair of dragon claws, but his fighting strength was extremely terrifying.

Under the effects of the Celestial Phenomenon, he was not affected at all.

This caused Yin Tianxue's expression to change. How was this possible?

How did Meng Canghai look like he was injured?

It was even more powerful than before!

Seeing Yin Tianxue's expression, Meng Canghai smiled and said: "What, aren't you very surprised? I was clearly injured by the sword energy, how can I still have such combat strength? Yin Tianxue, you were wrong in your intelligence. In today's battle, you will still be defeated! "

Meng Canghai's dragon claw tore apart the wind and rushed towards Yin Tianxue.

BOOM!

The dragon's might directly pierced through Yin Tianxue's chest.

Instantly, Yin Tianxue's face changed. Blood spurted out from his mouth as he fell to the ground.

Victory and defeat had been decided in the first battle.

Meng Canghai, defeat Yin Tianxue!

Yin Tianxue looked at Meng Canghai, his expression shaken, "Why?"

Meng Canghai looked at the defeated Yin Tianxue and laughed: "There's no reason, you can only blame yourself for not being able to see it clearly. Whether it's a real or fake injury, you can't even tell."

After he finished speaking, he walked down the platform.

And Meng Canghai's words made everyone a little suspicious.

What did he mean by that last sentence?

It was hard to tell if he was really injured or just a fake?

Could it be that in his battle with Wan Zuyu yesterday, he wasn't injured by the Sword Qi?

When he thought of this, Xiao Chen's gaze landed on Wan Zuyu. He saw that Wan Zuyu was looking at the defeated Yin Tianxue, and a smile hung on his face.

Xiao Chen thought in his heart, It seems like this was really a fake.

It was true that the two of them were injured, but Meng Canghai was not injured by the sword qi, and Wan Zuyu was not injured by Meng Canghai's dragon aura either.

But when did they collude?

Xiao Chen muttered to himself, and then his eyes lit up.

"Could it be that when the celestial light swallowed them …"

It was a good plan, to show weakness, and then to deliver a fatal blow.

This was a good plan.

Yin Tianxue walked back, looking at Wan Zuyu, his face gloomy.

"Wan Zuyu, what's going on?"

Wan Zuyu looked at him and laughed: "Can't you see now, that day we were faking, who would be so stupid as to fight to the death on the first day, then what about the following battles, it's all because you want to take advantage of us, otherwise we wouldn't have lost so miserably."

"You …" Yin Tianxue fumed, his face flushed red.

The second battle was between Kong Tianxiang and his opponent, he had chosen Han Tongtian and the two of them started with a huge one, in this battle, Kong Tianxiang had lost yet again, and his shoulder had been hit by a spear, so his situation was not very good.

Han Tongtian retreated back into his original position, his expression did not change.

In this battle, Han Tongtian's fighting strength did not change at all, his spear techniques were exquisite.

After the two battles, it was Long Xuanji's turn.

When Xiao Chen stepped onto the platform, he did not even look at the others. Instead, he looked at Xiao Chen and smiled bitterly.

This guy isn't going to choose me, is he?

Indeed, Long Xuanji opened his mouth and said: "Xiao Chen, let's have another fight."

Xiao Chen rubbed his nose and then walked up to the arena. He looked at Long Xuanji and smiled, "Why don't you choose someone else?"

"Shame, must be washed away." Long Xuanji said.

His words were simple and clear.

It was a humiliation to Xiao Chen when he lost earlier. He had to defeat Xiao Chen in this battle to wash away the humiliation from the earlier battle.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, preparing to pick up the zither.1

Long Xuanji frowned.

He looked at Xiao Chen and said, "I am sparring with you."

Xiao Chen could not help but laugh.

Since he couldn't compare to his zither arts, he decided to directly say that he was going to compete in martial arts.

Looking at him, Xiao Chen said seriously, "You have even less chance of competing in the Martial Dao."

Xiao Chen's words simply could not be too arrogant.

Earlier, when he lost to Long Xuanji in the zither, Long Xuanji once again chose Xiao Chen. He wanted to compete with Xiao Chen in the Martial Dao and wash away the shame. However, Xiao Chen said that when it came to the Martial Dao, Long Xuanji would lose to him.

What kind of confidence was this!

Below the stage, everyone looked at Xiao Chen and could not help but be slightly startled.

The white-clothed youth standing on the altar had a beautiful smile on his face as he stood with his hands behind his back. His white robe was magnificent, self-confident and calm, his demeanor shocking.

Long Xuanji's expression did not change.

"I don't believe it. I'll only know after I fight." With that said, a Divine Dragon emerged from Long Xuanji's body, hovering in the air. This time, it was not a Flame Dragon, but a five clawed golden dragon.

Xiao Chen did not say anything more.

Since the two of them were now opponents, only their fists could speak.

Everything had to be said through strength.

Since he did not believe it, then Xiao Chen could only use his strength to prove it.

"Boom!"

Behind Xiao Chen, there was the sound of ten thousand swords clashing.

In the next moment, an incomparably domineering sword appeared in his hand. There were traces of blood on the sword, and there were obscure markings on the sword. This showed how extraordinary it was. Xiao Chen held the demon sword in his hand, as though a sword had descended upon the world.

He looked at Long Xuanji as if he was the king of his generation, looking down at the world!

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