329: C329 I have a saber, such as the dragon roars the azure

C329 I have a saber, such as the dragon roars the azure

"Hua!"

As the martial artists present saw this, they were immediately in an uproar.

Was Leng Jianxiong defeated?

Although Chu Yun had always been at a disadvantage, the sudden outburst of strength and methods had still turned the tables on him.

"I never thought that Chu Yun would win in the end."

"Unexpectedly, I had thought that Leng Jianxiong would be able to teach him a good lesson."

"As expected of a young swordsman, he is truly extraordinary. Just this skill of using Qi to control the blade is enough to defeat 90% of martial artists in the same realm, right?"

"Although Leng Jianxiong is strong, it's a pity that he encountered a problem. It's not like he lost unfairly."

When the warriors saw that Chu Yun had won, they also started to analyze why Chu Yun had won.

"We won?"

Jiang Qianyue turned a deaf ear to him.

"I'm afraid not."

Ji Wuming frowned. Because of his realm, he could see things that ordinary people could not.

Was Leng Jianxiong defeated?

What a joke. His aura was very vigorous and without any signs of weakening. How could he have been defeated!

In the arena.

Chu Yun opened his palm, and with a 'shua' sound, the blade transformed into a black light and flew back into his hand. He looked at Leng Jianxiong with a grave expression, and did not dare to relax even a little.

After that series of attacks, not only did Leng Jianxiong not weaken, his aura had even become stronger.

"Hehehe!"

Leng Jianxiong, who had been keeping his head down this entire time, suddenly let out a series of low growls of laughter. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes were filled with overflowing killing intent, his expression was sinister and terrifying, and he laughed: "I had thought that I would be able to defeat you easily, I did not expect you to be so tenacious, I truly did not expect that. However, it's only limited to this. Now, I've had enough! "

Chu Yun did not reply. His vigilance was always strong, his mental energy spread in all directions, and he carefully observed for any changes in the world.

Was he about to unleash his martial soul?

In Chu Yun's heart, he started to ponder. With Leng Jianxiong's combat power at such a level, his martial spirit would definitely not be weak.

It seemed like he wouldn't have any more chances of holding back!

If he wanted to win this round for the Thoughtless Sect, he had to go all out. He absolutely could not let his guard down just because of carelessness.

"Bam!"

Leng Jianxiong's originally slightly plump body suddenly doubled in size. With a height of only 1.7m, he was now four meters tall. His muscles had exploded, making him look like a humanoid beast, extremely fierce.

As for his aura, it was tyrannical like a dragon.

"If it isn't a Martial Spirit, then what is it?"

Chu Yun frowned. He did not reveal his martial spirit as he had imagined, but instead used a method similar to possessing a martial spirit, to raise his aura and strength to the peak.

"This aura is a little familiar."

Chu Yun sensed a unique aura from Leng Jianxiong's body. He had definitely encountered this aura before, but he just couldn't recall it right away.

"Hahahahaha, the feeling of being full of power is just so wonderful!"

Leng Jianxiong's originally ugly face had now become even more distorted. Clenching his fists, he stepped across the void, and his body practically merged into the rushing wind.

"Such a fast speed!"

Chu Yun's pupils intensely shrank. He could only see a black shadow instantly appear in front of him; he simply did not have time to react.

"Bam!"

With a dull thud, Leng Jianxiong's fist came out and struck right at Chu Yun's abdomen.

As if he had suffered a heavy blow, Chu Yun took a few steps back. Before he could even retaliate, Leng Jianxiong's thick palm suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Yun's shoulder.

"Kid, the only thing on you that interests me is the Berserk Dragon Blade Art, is Hu Yidao still alive?"

Leng Jianxiong's face was sinister, he suddenly went closer to Chu Yun's face and laughed sinisterly.

His tone sounded like he was greeting an old friend who had lived for many years.

Chu Yun revealed a face full of shock. Leng Jianxiong looked to be about the same age as him, but he actually used this kind of tone to address Hu Yidao as peers.

Who was he?

"Bam!"

Leng Jianxiong smashed his fist onto Chu Yun's face, causing golden stars to appear in Chu Yun's eyes, making him feel dizzy and dizzy.

"When Hu Yi cut off my arm, he caused my cultivation to drop to the bottom. After several decades of effort, I finally managed to restore my body. I didn't expect that I would run into Hu Yi's disciple. This is fate."

Leng Jianxiong moved closer to Chu Yun's ear, his voice very low, as though greeting him. Have you eaten?

After hearing that, Chu Yun felt his entire body trembling, and a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind.

Hu Yidao had cut off one of his arms.

No wonder, no wonder she felt that his aura was somewhat familiar.

So he was a demi-human!

The Leng Jianxiong in front of him was actually a terrifying demon clan, and one that had heavily injured him back then!

Seeing Chu Yun's pupils contract as if the tip of a needle, Leng Jianxiong began to laugh strangely, and said word by word: "Speaking of which, I am also good at using my blade, and I am Hu Yidao who used his blade to defeat me. As for you, you are not worthy enough for me to use my blade! "

Once he said that, Leng Jianxiong's other hand suddenly grabbed onto Chu Yun's neck, and his eyes filled with berserk killing intent: "I've always thought myself as a human, it's almost suffocating me. It's difficult for me to speak with my own hands, but unfortunately, you're going to die!"

"Crap, Chu Yun, he …"

As the White Crane Great Elder watched the scene unfold in the arena, his palms were filled with sweat.

His expression was one of unspeakable nervousness. This was the last hope of the sect.

Ji Wuming waved his hand, and said with a hoarse voice. "Even if we are anxious, there is nothing we can do to help. Chu Yun's martial spirit has not been unleashed, there should still be some leeway! "

In fact, even he himself felt somewhat guilty about saying such words.

After his body expanded, Leng Jianxiong's realm was close to the 3rd level of the Profound realm. In addition to his terrifying battle power, even normal experts in the 3rd level of the Profound realm were not his opponents.

Could Chu Yun create another miracle this time?

"Damn it, demon clan, bastard!"

Chu Yun's expression was flushed red, his words were enunciated word by word, squeezed out from between his teeth.

Leng Jianxiong's palm strength was astonishing, as it firmly grabbed onto his neck, and was unable to move.

It was fortunate that he had a strong physique that allowed him to persevere for so long. If he was a normal martial artist, his neck would have probably been crushed long ago.

"Curse yourself, this is your last chance to vent."

Leng Jianxiong raised his face, looked towards the sky, and sighed as he shook his head: "Speaking of which, you are really weak. I did not even manage to use my true body, and you are already in such a sorry state. This so-called human genius is actually just so-so! "

At this moment, his sense of superiority had reached its peak.

Chu Yun felt the last bit of air in his throat being squeezed out, both of his hands tightly gripped onto Leng Jianxiong's palms, trying to move his fingers.

Only, Leng Jianxiong's power was astonishing, this was the demon race's advantage.

"Kill!"

Chu Yun muttered in his heart, following that, the heavenly blade turned into a ray of black light, with an inconceivable speed, it slashed towards Leng Jianxiong's thick wrist.

"Chi!"

The blade slashed down, yet it only cut an inch into Leng Jianxiong's wrist, and was unable to go any further.

Leng Jianxiong had a look of pity on his face as he shook his head.

I can't breathe.

Chu Yun was dizzy and his face flushed red. This was a sign of lack of oxygen.

Leng Jianxiong's strength increased bit by bit, to the point where he could even hear the sound of bones cracking coming from his neck!

If he did not do anything, his neck would be broken.

No, I can't lose like this.

"Do you need any help?"

Just at this moment, the voice of the tarin rang out in Chu Yun's mind, as cold as ever.

However, there was a trace of anxiety that could not be hidden under the coldness.

As the controller of the Nine Directions Purgatory Pagoda, if Chu Yun died, the tarin would once again sink into a ownerless state. As for the Nine Directions Purgatory Pagoda, it might land somewhere and wait for the later generations to unearth it.

Who knew how many years he had waited.

tarin really did not want to continue sleeping.

"No!"

Chu Yun practically roared in response. This time, he rejected without hesitation.

Relying on the Nine Directions Purgatory Pagoda, he might become a Ranker who could look down on the central region, but he could never break through his own limits and reach the pinnacle of his individual combat power.

Chu Yun did not want to be the strongest like this.1

Furthermore, Leng Jianxiong in front of him was the demon who killed Hu Yidao, and Hu Yidao was half his master.

He had to take revenge for this, even if it was based on emotions and reason!

It was up to him to personally take revenge!

Thinking about it, Chu Yun felt blood rushing to his head, it was an indescribable madness.

Without holding anything back, he began to channel spiritual energy into his heavenly blade, producing a terrifying blade intent. At the same time, he hissed, "Mad Dragon's Bite!"

"Aooo!"

The sound of a dragon's breath suddenly rang out, shaking the world.

The dark Heavenly Saber suddenly transformed into a dragon, majestic and extremely ferocious. The moment it appeared, it opened its bloody maw, revealing sharp fangs as it tore through the void.

Large amounts of violent winds raged, and many rocks on the ground were continuously sucked up, forming a sandstorm that reached the sky.

The dragon fiercely bit at Leng Jianxiong's thick wrist, and with a kacha sound, it actually bit off Leng Jianxiong's wrist.

This sudden change caused countless martial artists to turn pale with fright.

"AHH!"

Leng Jianxiong's face distorted from the pain. The other hand had turned into a giant palm and sent Chu Yun flying with a slap.

Following that, his arm fiercely swept out, shattering the True Dragon's body. Even the heavenly blade was sent flying far away, and the radiance dimmed.

Leng Jianxiong gritted his teeth tightly, he was in so much pain that his whole body was trembling.

His eyes revealed a crazy killing intent as he crazily roared, "Third move of the Berserk Dragon Blade Art, Raging Dragon's Bite. You little bastard, you actually learned this move too!"

Chu Yun crawled up from the ground as he lightly gasped for breath.

Seeing the heavenly blade flying towards him, Chu Yun grabbed it, his expression cold to the extreme: "That day, Senior Hu Yidao cut off one of your arms; today, I, Chu Yun, will break your palm again!"

After pausing for a while, Chu Yun raised the heavenly blade in his hand, and said with a heavy tone: "I have a blade that is like a dragon's roar. Today, I will execute you and avenge senior Hu Yidao! "

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