"This is the real power of a giant. It's a pity that Li Tianhua, the invincible dragon on the ground is not a real dragon after all."

"There is finally another person who can compete with Sima Lingxuan."

"There are only seven left in the eight giants. After this round, let's see how many giants will fall."

"Basically, as long as you lose one game, you will completely lose the qualification to win. After these last few rounds, the range of those who reach the top will become smaller and smaller."

Strolling loudly, Xuanyuan Zhantian ignored Li Tianhua, who was full of reluctance on the ground, and all kinds of angry expressions.

"In the next round, Xiao Chen will fight against Wang Quan!"

The referee on the Fenglei Platform whispered the names of both sides of the next battle, and the warriors pondered in the battle just now immediately boiled again.

"Great, it's another battle between giants. Although Wang Quan's strength is obviously somewhat different from Bai Qi and others, his opponent is Xiao Chen, and the result of this battle is difficult to judge."

"That's right, Wang Quan used many moves to defeat Gong Yang Yu before, but being able to defeat Lin Fei in one move is stronger than Xiao Chen. Just look at the exposed strength, Wang Quan should be stronger than Xiao Chen."

Although the eight giants tied for the first place, everyone can temporarily judge the level with some of the strength they exposed.

Sima Lingxuan and Bai Qi are naturally the first-class figures, Xuanyuan Zhantian and Chu Chaoyun are the second-class real-life % long wind % literary et power, Yue Chenxi and Li Tianhua are the royal power a little later, and Xiao Chen is temporarily at the bottom.

But no matter how you say this, it is a conjecture. Only by fighting can you know who is stronger or who is weaker.

Wang Quan on the stage held the handle of the demon dragon whip, and held a piece of whip in his left hand. He looked at Xiao Chen, who was in white clothes on the opposite side, and did not rush to take action.

A pair of eyes flashed with a deep luster. After pondering for a while, he spoke: "Xiao Chen, a white-robed swordsman, is the only warrior who has walked up to the eighth floor of the Wilderness Tower in thousands of years. Actually, I have heard of you a long time ago. You are very strong, but your weakness is destined to not reach the top. Do you know what your weakness is?"

The sound was not loud, but the warriors in the audience could still hear it clearly.

They had naturally heard of the name of the Huangta. Looking at Xiao Chen with a calm expression on the stage, his eyes were full of surprise. Unexpectedly, this white-robed swordsman still won a silent victory, and he still had such a brilliant past, which was a little too low-key.

When you reach the eighth floor of the wild tower, Xiao Chen's origin is no less than that of the princes of the eight major families.

Xiao Chen looked at Wang Quan and said with interest: "Tell me, what is my weakness."

Wang Quan said calmly: "The powerful body allows you to defend yourself from everyone. The superb sword skills and sword intent make your martial arts not inferior to any prince, killing and thunder artistic conception, and you do not fear anyone's artistic conception."

"What's even more rare is that you have a calm and fearless heart, but none of this can conceal your shortcomings. Your cultivation is too low!"

When Xiao Chen heard this, he was slightly stunned, but the expression on his face had not changed. Wang Quan was right. His cultivation was indeed too low. Even the worst of the eight giants had the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor.

Those who are stronger are at the peak of the half-step Martial Emperor, while he is only at the small-scale Martial Emperor's level, but there is no big problem with all this.

The Purple Thunder Prison is a supreme magic method for cultivators, and it can be compared with the warriors. It has abundant vitality and condensation, which is only stronger than those people.

Unless those people have opened up the sea of ​​consciousness and have begun to try to refine the true energy with their mental power, it will seem a bit troublesome, and of course it is just troublesome.

A look of understanding flashed across Wang Quan's face and continued, "You have thought of the problem, right. As far as I know, Bai Qi had already opened up the sea of ​​consciousness three months ago. Now one-fifth of the vitality in his body has been refined into true energy. Sima Lingxuan is even more powerful. He had already opened up the sea of ​​consciousness six months ago."

Xiao Chen looked calm, and saw that the other party was deliberately trying to break his mood. He interrupted: "Don't talk, about one-tenth of your vitality should be refined into true energy. Can I reach the top? Just try it!"

After being hit by Xiao Chen's words, Wang Quan's face darkened and he sneered: "You can never imagine the power of true energy. I wanted you to retreat when you were in trouble. If you want to fight, you can only help you."

He let go of the demon dragon whip that was circled in circle with his left hand, and attached the true energy in his body to the demon dragon whip. The soft whip seemed to come alive in an instant. He split the void into small cracks and fell fiercely towards Xiao Chen.

As the whip body slipped down, the tiny crack in the space quickly closed. Obviously, although this whip could break through the void, it seemed rather barely possible.

Bang!

The fall of the demon dragon whip was quick to chase the electricity, as fast as a rabbit, and it turned into a flash that left Xiao Chen in place and smashed the afterimage, and the whip body fell on the ground.

A gap immediately exploded on the Fenglei Platform, and endless dragon energy spread out. With a whip, it was so powerful that it made people feel a little dizzy.

A strange color flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he turned around gently, using the Qinglong Crown Art to swim quickly on the Fenglei Platform, avoiding his sharpness first.

There are very few people who can play whip in Tianwu Great 6 because whip skills are too difficult to practice and are too particular about personal talent. But once someone reaches the level of cultivation, it will be quite difficult, just like the royal power in front of him.

By wiping the unpredictable characteristics of the whip technique to the extreme, and with the support of the true energy, Xiao Chen actually retreated again and again, and could not find a good counterattack node.

"The vitality is indeed incomparable to the true energy. It's much different. This royal power has actually opened up a sea of ​​consciousness."

"Xiao Chen is defeated now, but it's a pity that he has given him too little time to grow. The princes are two or three years older than him. Otherwise, he will start to refine his true essence."

"Cultivation is indeed a flaw, no matter how good the skills are, there is no way."

Looking at Xiao Chen who was dodging left and right, there was a voice of regret on the audience, which was worthless for Xiao Chen.

"Hehe, you have not understood the intention of the sword, but the sword technique has reached the pinnacle. Why can't you even dare to pull out the sword?"

Holding the demon dragon whip, Wang Quan's face was filled with a faint smile, and the long whip danced. Sometimes it was as soft as a poisonous snake, and sometimes it was as hard as a thousand mountains of cold stones. The demon dragon whip was like an extra arm in his hand.

Between the transformation of hardness and softness, they are naturally skilled, and all kinds of martial arts that can only be used by the long whip are pouring towards Xiao Chen like a gust of wind and rain.

As the long whip was waving, a light curtain was formed, pushing Xiao Chen step by step towards the rear.

The true energy melted into the demon dragon whip has further raised the power of the light curtain to the extreme, and the shadows of the whip flew across it, as if cutting the void into countless spaces.

Wang Quan glanced at the wind and thunder barrier not far behind Xiao Chen, and sneered: "Don't you draw your sword yet, the Netherworld Demon Whip!"

His wrist shook three times in the air with force. The two-meter-long demon dragon whip danced out thousands of whip shadows in an instant, and countless hideous and terrifying evil ghosts in other worlds were transformed into scattered demons, like a piece of Nine Netherworld Purgatory.

There is no way out in the future. Going forward is a purgatory composed of whip shadows. Wang Quan is forcing Xiao Chen to fight with him.

If you have no choice but to retreat, you can’t move forward, then just fight!

Xiao Chen stopped, his feet took root, and stood firmly on the wind and thunder platform, like an old ancient tree, with a violent storm blowing from the front, blowing his clothes endlessly.

But his body was still motionless, free and arrogant, not afraid of this Netherworld Purgatory, nor the true energy of the shining light above the whip shadow.

Holding his right hand on the hilt of the knife, the Yueying Knife slowly pulled out an inch, and the light shone, and the knife intention continued to increase.

One percent, two percent, three percent, the peak of the small city, four percent, continue to improve!

When the dark and slender moon shadow knife was all out of the sheath, Xiao Chen's extreme sword intent was 60% uncontrollably scattered. In an instant, the dazzling sword light shook people dazzled and dumb.

"Sixty percent! It's really 60% of the sword intent. Although it has not reached the level of perfect control, it's really 60% of the sword intent!"

"It completely surpassed Bai Qi's peak sword intent, and it was only one step away from reaching the carelessness of Dacheng."

"I'm afraid that Sima Lingxuan's sword intent can't be suppressed."

The warriors in the audience were talking, and they didn't expect that Xiao Chen would have such a trump card, and they were not only surprised.

The eight giants also looked solemn, especially Bai Qi, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He has always regarded himself as the first swordsman of the young generation, the first swordsman of Tianwu University.

But the sword intent that Xiao Chen waved completely broke his halo, and the sword intent was 20% higher than his.

With his right fist tightly, Bai Qi said comfortingly: "The knife is nothing. I have the Four Seasons of Sword Technique. No swordsman will be my opponent, absolutely not."

When Chu Chaoyun saw this scene, he smiled softly and said, "Although he is immature, he is enough to laugh at the heroes."

The Tiandao Pavilion, Xiaobai and others who were originally worried about Xiao Chen, were all relieved.

Swallowing!

Xiao Chen could not fully grasp the sword intent, and wisps of extremely powerful sword wind swarmed out uncontrollably, and the demons and ghosts transformed by true energy were cut into nothingness by sword wind.

Without the slightest resistance, 60% of the sword intent was so strong that it was far from everyone's expectations that Wang Quan had only refined one-tenth of the true energy, which was not enough to see at all. The situation on the battlefield was instantly reversed.

The wind rises, the clouds move, and the clouds gather with the wind!

With the blessing of 60% of the sword intent, Xiao Chen used the starting technique of the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique, and with the momentum of wind and clouds, he killed countless demons and monsters and broke through the Netherworld Purgatory.

It slashed on the body-protecting true energy of Wang Quan, and a clang sound came, and the true energy shield trembled, but it was extremely tenacious and did not disintegrate.

Wang Quan was shocked and a trace of blood was overflowing. He laughed and said, "I have the True Yuan Shield, and I am born to be invincible. 60% of your sword intentions are not concise enough, so I will definitely not break my True Yuan Shield."

"Ignorance, do I need to break it?"

Xiao Chen said softly, as the crystal cyclone in his body rotated, all the surging vitality gathered on the blade. The lightning that jumped in an instant, with the blessing of the knife's will, was as bright as a purple sun.
Chapter completed!