2018: C2018 Fight against Ling Xuanchen

C2018 Fight against Ling Xuanchen

The deathly silence caused the majority of the fans who were paying attention to Ling Xuanchen to gather at a place that was like a vacuum.

Because not everyone paid attention to Ling Xuanchen and Yang Liefeng, although the majority of the people paid attention to them due to the difference in fame between Yang Liefeng and Ling Xuanchen, there were still many people who paid attention to the proud son they liked.

"Hua!"

After a moment of silence, a storm-like cry of alarm was brewed.

The entire crowd that was watching Ling Xuanchen was in an uproar.

"Oh my god, did I hear wrongly? That kid actually said that senior brother Ling is trash!"

"That kid must be crazy. He doesn't want to live anymore, right?"

"To actually dare to call Ling Shen trash, that fellow is probably unhappy even if he dies!"

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The Hundred Blossom Sword Sect disciples and Ling Xuanchen's personal fans all looked at him coldly, like he was an arrow shot from a bow. Staring at Yang Liefeng, those who had poor mental fortitude would all perspire at this moment, but for Yang Liefeng, they were not affected at all.

"That kid knows that he won't be able to survive, but before he dies, he became addicted to it?" Xing Honglian, who was in the front row, focused her eyes and looked at Yang Liefeng, who was on the stage, and thought to herself.

"It's over, that brat is dead for sure!" You are fearless, arrogant and limitless, yet you actually dare to scold Ling Xuanchen! " Dai Hongyan said as she looked at Yang Liefeng with excitement.

"This time, this kid is dead for sure. It's not your turn to take care of him!" The luxuriously dressed youth beside Han Yu said to Han Yu.

Han Yu's eyes were cold as he looked at Yang Liefeng and said: "There's definitely something wrong with his head."

"He's dead! He's dead! That kid is dead!" The staff member who registered for Yang Liefeng said excitedly.

"It's actually that kid!"

"He actually participated in the selection of the king of heaven's pride level experts. He actually advanced to the third round?"

"That's right, that's unbelievable! Moreover, that brat actually dares to speak to Ling Xuanchen like that!"

In the center of the audience, Qiao Long, Zheng Yan, Zheng Yunjiang, Qiao Longren, Liu Lin Yu and the rest all looked at Yang Liefeng who was in the twelve arenas, and trembled uncontrollably as they spoke with faces full of shock.

Although they came to watch the competition yesterday, because Yang Liefeng's speed was too fast, before they could see, the competition had already ended. They did not have time to see Yang Liefeng through the projection spirit stone.

But this time, because there were only twenty-one groups, when their eyes swept across all the arenas, they noticed Yang Liefeng and immediately became incomparably shocked. And at this moment, when they heard how Yang Liefeng actually dared to speak to Ling Xuanchen like that, they were so shocked that their eyes trembled.

"Kid, you're courting death!"

After recovering from his shock, Ling Xuanchen squinted his eyes and released a cold light. His gaze was like the blade, sweeping across Yang Liefeng's body and clenching his fists tightly, his entire body released a cold aura, his voice was as cold as a thousand year cold pond.

Dong!

The one-minute preparation time given by the robust middle-aged man in the center of the square was over as the bell rang.

Yang Liefeng looked at Ling Xuanchen, and said coldly: "Your ability, is not enough to accomplish what you had just said."

"Eh?" Hearing Yang Liefeng's words, he was slightly shocked, but soon after, he reacted. The cold light in his eyes condensed and flashed, the coldness around his body became even stronger, the fists clenched so tightly that crackling sounds could be heard, and extremely dense spirit energy fluctuations erupted around his body. These were the spirit energy fluctuations that belonged to a nine star Martial King.

"You're courting death, this will let you know what happens if you enrage this young master!" Ling Xuanchen bellowed in rage, bringing along the dense spirit energy around him, he rushed towards Yang Liefeng like an angry lion.

"Senior brother Ling, kill that kid and show off the might of our Hundred Blossom Sword Sect!"

"Ling Shen has killed that trash who doesn't know his limits!"

"?"

Following Ling Xuanchen's actions, the entire area became lively, the earth-shattering cheers started shaking the earth.

Facing the incoming Ling Xuanchen whose aura was like a rainbow, who brought along a howling gale, Yang Liefeng's face was calm. His eyes were slightly cold as he activated his spirit energy and surged with a bit of the power of the Chaos Bloodline.

"First I'll cripple your voice, so that you won't be able to admit defeat, then I'll torture you!"

After Ling Xuanchen arrived in front of Yang Liefeng, he grabbed out with his claw. Like a vicious eagle claw, wrapped in dense spirit energy, it grabbed towards Yang Liefeng's neck.

Yang Liefeng's slightly cold gaze was filled with disdain, and he punched out at Ling Xuanchen's claw, which was wrapped in dense spirit energy and a strong power of the Chaos Bloodline.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

Yang Liefeng's fist collided with Ling Xuanchen's claw, and a sonic boom sounded out. In the next moment, a clear sound of bones cracking could be heard, only to see a look of shock and pain on Ling Xuanchen's face, as he retreated backwards. The hand that had struck out earlier had already fractured.

Yang Liefeng stood at his original position, unmoving, proud and upright, like a mountain!

One blow against the other, the winner was obvious!

"Hua!"

Witnessing this scene, the crowd in the viewing gallery exploded into an uproar.

"How is this possible? Senior Brother Ling suffered a huge loss in a direct confrontation!"

"That's right, it seems that senior brother Ling's hand is injured!"

"How is this possible? What kind of ability does that brat have to be able to directly clash with my divine spirit!"

"That kid can't have some tricks up his sleeves, right?"

The disciples of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect and Ling Xuanchen's fans could not believe their eyes as they discussed amongst themselves in shock.

"How is this possible, Ling Xuanchen is actually not a match for that brat?" Xing Honglian's beautiful eyes widened as she said in disbelief.

"No, that's impossible. What just happened? That brat injured Ling Xuan City in one move? " Dai Hongyan's face was filled with shock as she asked in disbelief.

"My, my eyes, will they be damaged?" The staff member who registered for Yang Liefeng said as he widened his eyes and looked at Yang Liefeng in disbelief.

"How is this possible, how is this possible!" Han Yu said in shock.

"Impossible, this is simply impossible, how can Ling Xuanchen not be a match for that brat!"

"Yeah, this is really hard to accept."

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Qiao Long, Zheng Yan, Qiao Longren, Zheng Yunjiang, Liu Lin Yu and the others all had ugly expressions. Their eyes were filled with shock as they asked in disbelief.

"Piercing wind, actually injured Ling Xuanchen in one move!" Du Linlin's somewhat alluring face was filled with shock as she exclaimed in disbelief.

"That's right, Yang Brother, how could he be so terrifying? The number one male disciple of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect actually injured his hand." Song Qingya's sharp eyes were filled with shock as she said that.

"That's right, it's unbelievable, it's so scary." Song Yuan's silly and fat face was filled with shock.

"Could it be that senior brother Ling's hand was injured?" Suddenly, a Hundred Blossom Sword Sect disciple spoke up.

The expressions of many people changed when they heard this. Immediately, they all thought in this manner.2

"That must be it. Senior brother Ling must have sustained injuries on his hand. Otherwise, how could he be no match for that boy?"

"You're right, what ability does that kid have to be able to harm senior brother Ling with a single move?"

"?"

Very quickly, he thought that the sound of Ling Xuanchen's injured hand was like the tidewaters, causing clamor in all directions. It had to be said that these people, were simply brainless, and were even standard brainless fans.

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