Chapter 297: One-knife decides the outcome
The ground on the entire arena was split into pieces, countless huge mud blocks roaring in the air, dust was flying, and the ground was flattened for more than ten meters, which shows how terrifying the power of the two moves was.
Looking at the air waves coming from the shop, Xiao Chen shouted lightly and stabbed out with a knife, breaking the air waves immediately. His spiritual sense locked in Murong Chong's figure and rushed forward quickly.
The soil and boulders in front of him were all split with one knife, and did not block Xiao Chen's footsteps at all.
Murong Chong's face was gloomy, and he waved a few vigorous sword energy, crushing all the waves and rocks that rushed in, and sensing Xiao Chen's figure in the wind.
He snorted coldly, his toes were heavy on the ground, and he went over directly.
call out!
As the dust and wind roared, the two saw each other at the same time, their bodies leaped into the air, and their murderous auras touched each other in the air, and attacked without hesitation.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
The entire arena is full of electric current and wind and clouds that have lasted for a long time, as well as huge mud blocks flying all over the sky, and dust covering the sky, which seems extremely chaotic.
The audience on the entire flying platform stood up, with enough eyes to see the situation below.
"Why can't you see? How come these two people are doing? You can only hear the sound."
"I can see it clearly, but the two of them are so fast that they can only see two vague figures. Changfeng Literature "
"There is too much dust, and the current and strong winds also interfere with the sight, but the two of them fought so fiercely that they were crazy."
Despite their sufficient energy, there are still many warriors with insufficient cultivation and cannot see clearly the situation on the field. Only a small number of core disciples with relatively advanced cultivation can slightly capture the figures of the two.
But I can't fully understand that except for the people in the Presbyterian Church, only Liu Ruyue can fully see the situation on the field.
"Sister, how is the situation?" Liu Suifeng asked anxiously next to Liu Ruyue.
Liu Ruyue's expression was complicated, and her usual firm eyes seemed extremely entangled and painful at this moment. She said in a trembling voice: "They are all crazy, how could this happen?"
On the ring with dust flying, lightning lights shining, and the roaring wind, Murong Chong and Xiao Chen were covered in blood, and none of the clothes on their bodies were complete.
The figures of the two wandered around the ground. The two were of similar magnitude. It was very difficult to completely avoid the opponent's attack.
Basically, if you hurt me, I can give you a blow right away.
Both of them were red in their eyes at this moment, and they did not care about the scars on their bodies, and they moved their vitality to the extreme. You are crueler than me, and I am crueler than you, just to see who can last longer.
Both sides have certain advantages. Xiao Chen's advantage is that his body is strong and his body's ability to withstand greater than Murong Chong. Murong Chong has a high cultivation level and his energy reserves in his body are more than Xiao Chen, so he can have more energy and consume it.
If the two of them just keep standing like this, they will definitely be the result of losing both sides and dying together.
Puchi!
A lightning fell, knocking a piece of flying mud into countless dust. Xiao Chen merged with the artistic conception of thunder and met Murong Chong's sword with the artistic conception of thunder and the clouds.
When the blades collided, a harsh clanging sound sounded in the air. The two artistic conceptions collided, and a violent mass of energy burst out. The dust within a hundred meters around was immediately wiped out.
The two of them retreated a hundred meters, and on the snow-white blade, blood fell down bit by bit, ticking.
Murong Chong said coldly: "One kill determines the outcome."
"Yes." Xiao Chen tightened the hilt of the knife tightly and responded faintly. The blood on the hilt was connected to the palm, as if the knife was part of the flesh and blood.
Until now, both of them have understood that if this continues, there will be no result. One move determines the outcome, and the best way to solve the deadlock.
After the words came, countless strong winds gathered behind Murong Chong, and in an instant, all the dust, soil and currents scattered around were driven away.
Only the purest artistic conception of the wind is left. The clouds in the sky are rolling, continuous and surging rapidly. For a moment, the world changes color and the wind and clouds rise.
Murong Chong's momentum rose sharply, and a kingly intention scattered out from him.
Although this king's will is only a trace, it is full of supreme majesty and spread to the surrounding audience. Everyone felt the king's aura and felt a faint thought of worshiping in their hearts.
Xiao Chen was slightly shocked. Murong Chong had actually skipped the understanding of artistic conception and touched a trace of existence above the artistic conception, and it was also the extremely high will of the king.
If you suppress me with the power of a king, then I will use the power of a god to suppress you. Xiao Chen's face was calm and he said lightly in his heart.
The thunder clouds in the sky began to gather continuously, and finally formed a huge thunder cloud vortex, which grew hundreds of feet high.
Every time you rotate, countless thunder-attributed spiritual energy will be integrated into it. Lightning will break through the sky and scatter above the arena, and a supreme divine power will spread out from it.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!
Thousands of troops and horses came from the vortex, and the sounds of galloping and roaring. The sounds finally summed up together to form a dazzling lightning. A knight with golden lightning flashed all over his body, with a golden spear in his hand, revealing half of his body from the vortex.
This is the roar of Thunder after the change, which merged all the thunder knights together, mixed with a trace of divine pressure, forming a real single-body martial art.
The golden spear pointed directly at Murong Chong on the ground, and a thunder god's power spread, pressing towards Murong Chong, who had climbed to the peak of the king's momentum.
Two invisible momentums touched each other in the air, entangled and intertwined, and rippled water curtains burst out in the air.
Thunder roars!
A powerful man!
The two shouted loudly at the same time, and the golden thunder knight moved downwards, riding a golden war horse chasing clouds and lightning, with a hint of divine power, rushed straight towards Murong through the distance of space.
The strong wind behind Murong Chong stopped, and the clouds above his head were no longer rolling. There was a loneliness between the heaven and earth. Only the powerful sword that broke through the nine heavens swung out violently.
The dazzling sword light rushed straight into the sky and hit the golden Thunder Knight, but it was a sword aura containing the will of the king. The momentum of moving forward and looking forward to the heaven and earth moved the heaven and earth.
But Xiao Chen's golden thunder rider contains the power of gods. This wisp of gods and people was simulated by Xiao Chen based on the divine power left by the saints in the silver warship.
Although it is not the authentic divine power, it can easily overcome it when Murong Chong has just realized a trace of the will of the king.
How can the king of man beat the gods in heaven? Unless Murong Chong understands the will of the gods, there is no chance of winning.
The golden thunder rider danced, and dazzling golden lightning condensed behind him, gathering into a golden spear light that hit Murong Chong's sword energy containing the will of the king.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The air exploded with a bang, and the two wills clashed fiercely in the air. A violent explosion occurred, and in the calm air, it seemed like a wave exploded, and the entire space became blurred.
call out!
The golden knight, with one shot, pierced Murong Chong's sword energy, and headed into the sky with a golden war horse, drawing a golden stream of light.
Murong Chong's cold face was slightly lost. When the tip of the gun was about to press on his chest, the blade quickly turned and the thin blade body pressed against the golden tip of the gun.
boom!
Under Xiao Chen's control, the knight exploded with a bang. The terrifying force gathered on the tip of the gun, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backwards.
Xiao Chen was dizzy. In addition to consuming a lot of vitality, this move consumed more of the source of spiritual consciousness, simulated a divine power, and almost exhausted his original spiritual consciousness.
Xiao Chen bit his tongue hard, and the huge pain came, and the feeling of dizziness finally got better.
The toes were a little quicker on the ground, and the body leaped into the air, stabbing Murong Chong in the chest with a knife.
Murong Chongren fell in the air, and his body was injured by lightning. He was also mentally suppressed by the divine power that rushed in, completely losing the ability to resist.
Xiao Chen shook his wrist and deviated from five centimeters from the sword that had stabbed Murong Chong's heart.
Murong Chong fell from the air, and the pain in his chest made his mind recover. At this moment, he was confused, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were not clean, and wounds were everywhere on his body.
The two of them had exhausted their artistic power, the wind no longer roared, the clouds were no longer rolling, the lightning dissipated, and the dust fell. At this moment, it was extremely quiet, with only the sound of blood falling to the ground.
"Murong Chong, how could he be defeated by Xiao Chen?"
The dazzling sunlight shone again from the nine heavens, and the audience on the field were all surprised when they watched the scene on the ring.
Xiao Chen was originally not favored by everyone, but actually defeated Murong Chong, who has always been ranked first on the Tiandao Pavilion's storm list.
Looking at Xiao Chen, who was expressionless and not much better, Murong Chong showed a bitter smile on his cold face and murmured: "Why don't you kill me?"
"I have no great grudge with you, and you have saved my life, so it's considered a two-day clean." Xiao Chen said with a calm expression.
Murong Chong suddenly showed a slightly angry expression on his cold face, and said, "Your heart is not in Qingyun at all, why should you steal my stuff?"
Xiao Chen looked calm and without any turbulence. He said lightly: "Are you sure that it is yours? The things in this world are not what you think are yours, but you can only be called possessed after you get them."
Click!
After speaking, the tip of the knife was pulled out, and Xiao Chen put the knife back into the sheath.
A stream of blood suddenly surged from Murong Chong's chest, his body swayed and fell down. Finally, he knelt on one knee on the ground, inserted his blade to the ground and tried hard to maintain his body balance.
"Murong Chong failed to challenge, and the position of the Lord of Qingyun Peak remains unchanged." After Murong Chong fell, the previous old man reappeared and announced the result of this time.
After the old man finished speaking, a group of disciples from Yunu Peak came out and carried Xiao Chen and Murong Chong down to help them heal their wounds.
Chapter completed!