1195: C1195 Now that he met Chu Yangxu …

C1195 Now that he met Chu Yangxu …

The sword spirit was killed, while Long Jianfei was heavily injured.

Qin Mufeng was also heavily injured.

But in this battle, Qin Mufeng's name would be known to everyone.

Nine sticks against Long Jianfei.

He had killed the sage realm sword spirit within his body!

It could be said that he was incomparably powerful and possessed unparalleled combat power.

With a sweep of the golden rod, the scene of the suppression still flashed past everyone's eyes. But at this time, the battle had already ended, and the image of the Divine Buddha behind Qin Mufeng had disappeared.

His clothes were torn and bloodstained.

However, you just stood there proudly with the golden stick in your hand like a Blood Buddha, which made people shudder in fear.

He looked at the heavily injured Long Jianfei.

His eyes were incomparably indifferent.

He did not say anything, but Long Jianfei's entire body was chapped like a bloody person, his eyes absent-minded, he sat on the ground and muttered.

"Impossible …"

"Impossible …"

"Why did I lose? Why …"

Following that, he looked up at Qin Mufeng and could not help but smile.

"Qin Mufeng, you have won, but you cannot kill me. You are a villain, killing is a crime, aren't you afraid that you will disgrace Wu Xiang Temple's thousand year old Gu Sha's reputation?" Long Jianfei laughed: "You are the Buddha of the Non-Phase Temple, and you represent the Non-Phase Temple. If you kill someone, how do you want the people of the world to see the Non-Phase Temple?"

With that, Qin Mufeng frowned.

Everyone was looking at Qin Mufeng. Long Jianfei had lost, but what he said was right, Qin Mufeng was the Buddha of the Non-Phase Temple, so he could naturally represent the Non-Phase Temple, regardless of whether it was good or bad.

Monks killing people were a thousand things to talk about.

Therefore, Long Jianfei was confident.

Today, even if he lost, Qin Mufeng couldn't kill him.

Therefore, he stood up and looked at Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng's eyes became serious as light flashed through them.

Following that, his golden rod landed on Long Jianfei's shoulder, and he said slowly: "Monks cannot kill people, and as a Buddha of the Non-Phase Temple, even more so.

But there's one thing you don't understand.

The Buddha is Yuan Chen, the monk is Yuan Chen, and the current me is Qin Mufeng. I have a personal grudge against you for killing you, it has nothing to do with the Non-Phase Temple.

So, you still have to die! "

BOOM!

The golden rod had an immense force of gravity, directly smashing Long Jianfei into the ground. Only his head was revealed, and blood had already flowed out from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

Long Jianfei, the prodigy of the Golden Ranking.

And now, he had fallen!

Died to Qin Mufeng's hands.

Buzz! Buzz!

The golden rod in Qin Mufeng's hand turned into nothingness as his body swayed slightly. Xiao Chen and the other two walked over and brushed against him.

"How is it?"

Qin Mufeng shook his head.

"It's fine. Just pay attention for a while." After he finished speaking, he took out a bottle of pills from his bosom, took out a few, and swallowed them.

Everyone looked at him in silence.

This battle had nothing to do with them.

And they, had also witnessed Qin Mufeng's powerful strength.

The crowd dispersed, and all kinds of things happened.

They weren't here to watch the show, but to fight for their Soul Essence in the final match of the ranking tournament.

The number of souls on the ranking list was the same as the number of souls!

On the stage in the center, there were 100 names on the stone tablet. Suddenly, Long Jianfei's name flashed, and everyone's eyes turned to look.

Long Jianfei's name flickered.

Could it be that he found a Soul Essence and was leading the group?

Everyone widened their eyes.

However, in the next moment, everyone was stunned.

Because Long Jianfei's name had disappeared, disappeared from the stone tablet.

Out of the hundred heaven's pride experts, only ninety-nine were left. Upon seeing this, the Palace Lord of the Heavenly Sword Palace suddenly stood up.

After a long while, he opened his mouth.

"Long Jianfei, dead!"

With a single sentence, the other palace masters were stunned.

Long Jianfei was dead.

He died in the final stage of the ranking competition.

However, they didn't know how they had died. This was because they couldn't see what was happening in the mystic realm, even if they were Palace Masters.

Therefore, it was unknown how Long Jianfei died.

However, since the Heavenly Sword Palace's Palace Master had spoken, it couldn't be a lie.

Then, how did Long Jianfei die?

Who killed him?

This was a mystery!

The Heavenly Sword Palace's Palace Master narrowed his eyes. He had thought of two people, Xiao Chen and Chen Lei. The two of them had a grudge with Heavenly Sword Palace.

Thinking of this, the Heavenly Sword Palace's Palace Lord clenched his fists.

"Xiao Chen, Chen Lei, it's best if it is not you. Otherwise, no one will be able to protect you two!"

Within the secret realm, Qin Mufeng recovered in a day's time.

The four of them set off at the same time.

Looking for the Soul Essence.

The secret realm was vast; Xiao Chen and the others were wandering about.

Time passed day by day.

After the names of the 99 people, there was a continuous amount of light shining. That light represented the collection of soul fragments. After half a month, the number of soul fragments among the 99 people had exceeded 100.

Currently, the number one was Sheng Tianlin.

Five hundred and eighty-three soul essences. A terrifying number.

The second place was given to Xiao Chen.

572 soul fragments followed.

The third was tears in the morning.

Five hundred and fifty-four Soul Essences.

The fourth was Qin Mufeng.

Five hundred and fifty soul essences, that wasn't too far off.

The fifth was Long Xuanji.

There were 543 soul essences.

As for the sixth place person, he was Bei Luoge, with 521 Soul Essences.

The first ten ranks all have at least four hundred and fifty souls.

Then, they would drop in order.

Everyone was changing their positions, only the top ten remained unchanged. The ten of them were fighting each other, and the spectators outside were scratching their heads.

He couldn't wait to see it.

When Shen Lei, Luo Qianyu and the others saw the constantly changing rankings on the monument, they could not help but sweat for Xiao Chen and the others.

Another five days passed.

The top ten ranks all had a thousand Soul Essences, while the top fifty had a rapidly decreasing number of Heaven's Pride's Soul Essences. Even the Heaven's Pride's Soul Essences outside of the top ten were greatly reduced.

It seemed like the top ten had made their move.

Because there were only ten days left.

Ten days later, the ranking would be finalized.

On the ranking list, they didn't know what their rankings were. The only thing they could do was fight for their Soul Essence.

There was no other way.

At this moment, Xiao Chen and the four others were fighting in every direction, leaving no trace of their Soul Essence behind. He did not care about Rank 1, but he had to enter the top ten because he promised the black-robed Elder that he would definitely fight for a spot in the top ten.

And on a certain day, the rankings suddenly changed.

Chu Yangxu who was not in the top ten suddenly rushed into the top ten, and even squeezed out the third place teardrop, causing the position of the top ten to drop by one from the start of Tears of Dawn.

It was on this day that they met.

Xiao Chen and the others met Chu Yangxu once again.

Amongst the four of them, Chu Yangxu was the only one.

He seemed to like to be alone.

I've never had a friend.

Besides, he was cold.

It was only natural for her to not have a friend to have such an attitude and temper. Looking at Xiao Chen, Chu Yangxu had a hint of fanaticism in her eyes.

Furthermore, there was a surge of energy surging in Xiao Chen's body.

It was as if he was about to burst out from his body.

The two of them looked at each other, and the immortal energy in their eyes fluctuated.

"Xiao Chen, this time, you are not going to hide, right?" Chu Yangxu said coldly.

In regards to this, Xiao Chen said, "That will not be the case. You and I are natural enemies, rivals between the astral body and the Purple Vine Divine Body. It is inevitable that we can only live."

Hearing that, Chu Yangxu laughed.

"In that case, let us agree on something."

Xiao Chen understood his words.

The two of them currently held incomparably large numbers of Soul Essences in their hands. As long as either party died in battle and their Soul Essences were seized, they would inevitably far surpass Sheng Tianlin and become number one.

Thus, they understood this point.

"Chen Lei, all of you retreat. Don't interfere if you're not used to life and death." Xiao Chen said in a deep voice. The three of them had incomparably grave expressions on their faces, but in the end, they nodded their heads.

This was Xiao Chen's decision.

They respected it.

Thus, the three of them retreated.

Only Xiao Chen and Chu Yangxu were left here.

The fated battle had begun.

This generation's Purple Haired Divine Body was competing against the astral body.

Stellar windstorms flashed in the eyes of the two of them, wreaking havoc in the eyes of the others. Terrifying immortal energy gushed out, filling the entire space.

The three people in the distance felt a terrifying pressure.

The three of them grunted at the same time.

Even they could not withstand such a strong pressure. Suddenly, they recalled Xiao Chen's words earlier. He said he would not let the three of them interfere. Only now did they understand the reason.

This was because the three of them had no way of interfering in their battle.

Too strong.

So powerful that it rendered them powerless.

cutie narrowed his eyes.

Right now, Xiao Chen had released all of their strength and was giving it his all. This was because this battle was truly a desperate one.

They could only leave one person.

"The previous generation of astral body was defeated in battle, and was defeated by the Violet Myrtle Divine Body. How pathetic was that? I never thought that your current generation of astral body could actually develop to such a state, and even take away my violacea. No wonder you have such confidence."

Saying that, Chu Yangxu smiled.

"You think that without the violacea, I won't be able to reach the Purple Haired Divine Body? "What a joke!"

BOOM!

As the sound of his voice faded, the air behind Chu Yangxu condensed, and the stars dropped down. Endless amounts of stars condensed and the violacea sat in the center.

Xiao Chen could not help but be startled.

"That's not how it should be, since I have obviously taken over the violacea in advance, then where did Chu Yangxu's violacea come from?"

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes.

Sensing Xiao Chen's shock, Chu Yangxu smiled.

"Are you shocked?"

Chu Yangxu laughed: The violacea was indeed snatched away by you, and I did not manage to snatch the violacea away for myself, but my fate was to be born with the name of Zi Chen, and it contained the spirit energy of Zi Chen.

He is the same as the purple net, but he is much stronger, which is why I have today's purple net divine body, so that I can once again stand in front of you.

Xiao Chen, you almost severed the Purple Winged Divine Body's lifeline. Just because of this, you must die today. " Chu Yangxu sneered, the stars behind him had evolved, protecting the violacea, the stars surrounding the violacea were brilliant and boundless.

Buzz! Buzz!

Chu Yangxu had purple-gold armor, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

"It won't be that easy to kill me. I'll have to see if you have the ability to do so. Since you said that I almost severed the life vein of your Violet Myrtle Divine Body, then I'll give you a more thorough one right now."

BOOM!

Behind Xiao Chen, all the stars in the sky evolved.

After which, the ten stars began to bloom.

Behind Xiao Chen, ten divine figures appeared.2

Little White narrowed his eyes and kept silent.

"Violet Myrtle Divine Body …"

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