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Chapter 59: The Demon Soldier Moon Shadow

"Since you want to send me this mysterious soul soldier, I will accept it reluctantly." Zhang He looked at the Yueying Knife that was about to penetrate the rock with a scorching look, and said arrogantly.

Xiao Chen waved his hand and fired a great force, holding the Moon Shadow Sword in the rock again in his hand, and said, "I want your Chengying Sword."

Zhang He's face changed. The Chengying Sword was also a high-level soul soldier of the Xuan-level level, and it was the family heirloom of their Zhang family. After he reached the level of a martial arts master, the family gave him the Chengying Sword. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen actually wanted to take him away today.

It's simply too delusional. The inheritance of his Zhang family is not an ordinary soul soldier. Many people have failed to make it for hundreds of years.

Zhang He sneered: "What a big tone, I actually want my Chengying Sword. Do you have the life to get it?"

"This guy must be crazy. He has won some reputation for defeating Zhang Wu. At this moment, he still dares to challenge Zhang He."

"The two of them are completely different from each other. This gap is definitely irreparable by external objects, unless he has heavenly-level martial arts or a divine weapon."

"Celestial level martial arts? Is it possible? Jianlan Sect only has a low-level martial arts as a heritage. How could a Xiao Xiao family have it?"

"Even if there is, with his realm, he will die together."

Neither of the two on the stage paid attention to it. After the discussion below signed the contract at the champion, the duel officially began.

Both of them have a special identity, and the gunpowder on both sides is full of gunpowder. The champion was afraid that the two of them would make a real fire, so he stepped forward and said, "I'm saying it once. After one party abstains from the power, the other party must not kill again, otherwise I will take action myself."

This champion looks extremely ordinary, but in fact, in Mohe City, people who dare to open the arena have at least the cultivation level of a great martial artist. Otherwise, if one person comes, you can hit the champion, and there is no need to put the ring on it.

Both of them didn't take the words of the champion too seriously. People like them were not stupid. They would never really kill each other. That would only cause the two families to fight in advance, and at most they would only destroy each other's cultivation.

On the ring, the two of them were in the same corner, staring at each other, both brewing murderous intent, waiting for the moment when the momentum was strongest.

The two of them were constantly fighting in the air. Although their bodies did not move, the invisible battle had already begun. What surprised Zhang He was that Xiao Chen's aura was not weaker than him, and he could not completely suppress him.

Everyone below also felt strange that with Xiao Chen's realm, he could fight against Zhanghe without falling behind. This duel may not be a one-sided situation.

"Just just now, Xiao Jian, the realm of a low-grade martial artist can't even touch the corner of my clothes. Do you think you, a mid-grade martial artist, will you have a chance?" Seeing that you could not overwhelm Xiao Chen in terms of momentum, Zhang He said that he would attack Xiao Chen, hoping that his flaw could be found.

Xiao Chen is not a brainless person like Xiao Jian. Naturally, he knows what Zhang He is thinking about and retorted: "When I am a low-grade warrior, I can make you vomit blood. Now that I am promoted to a mid-grade warrior, it is not impossible to kill you."

Zhang He smiled faintly and said, "Do you think that those descendants of the holy land can defeat the heavens and attack the immortals and cross the border to challenge the strong? The Haotian sword energy has not yet come out, and he really thinks he is a piece of material."

"I have to know if it's a piece of material or not." Xiao Chen said coldly, and decided to take the lead.

After all, there is a gap in his realm between him and Zhang He. If he continues to confront each other for a long time, he will definitely reveal his flaws first, and he may be killed by the opponent with one blow.

Thunder escape!

With a thunder, Xiao Chen suddenly appeared behind Zhang He. The Moon Shadow Sword slashed a black sword in the air, slashing towards Zhang He like lightning.

The moment Xiao Chen disappeared in place, Zhang He felt something was wrong. After hearing the thunder, he immediately understood where Xiao Chen landed.

He opened his hands, bent his lower limbs slightly, and he suddenly bounced. The man had risen away from the ground. Behind him, a big roc could still be seen with a faint figure spreading wings.

"This is the famous body method of the Supreme Elder of Jianlan Sect. The skypeng spreads its wings and is said to have reached great success. You can travel around the world, breathe, and fly for thousands of miles." A knowledgeable person below said.

"Just just now, Xiao Jian couldn't even touch the corner of Zhang He's clothes because of this technique. I thought that the secret technique that Xiao Chen had just used could solve the previous dilemma of Xiao Jian, but it seemed that it would not work." Someone sighed.

Zhang He, who was leaping, did not land in the air, turned strangely and flew towards Xiao Chen like a giant bird.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and was secretly shocked. The method of spreading his wings in the sky is indeed powerful. It can actually make people fly off the ground for a short time. It seems that the legend about it is also very sophisticated.

Bang!

Before there was too much thought, Zhang He was extremely fast, and the two of them quickly matched each other.

Xiao Chen is lower in realm than Zhang He. Although he relies on the Qinglong Martial Soul and the peerless and powerful power, he can exert the power beyond his realm.

But there is no more advanced soul soldiers in his hand, so he cannot exert all the power of the Qinglong martial soul. In terms of absolute power, he is still slightly inferior to Zhang He.

In addition, Zhang He used the help of the ceiling to spread his wings, and the power contained in the sword that came from the sky had already touched the edge of the great martial artist.

The swords and swords collided, and the huge power coming from the sword body made Xiao Chen very difficult and his body flew backwards.

What's even more troublesome is that the Haotian sword energy from the sword body has already flowed into the body. The holy sword that existed in ancient times turned into sword energy in Xiao Chen's meridians, rushing around and overwhelmingly domineering.

While retreating, Xiao Chen dissolved the terrifying sword energy. When he retreated to the edge of the arena and his foot was already hanging in the air, he dispelled the sword energy.

The soles of his feet sucked the ground, turned over in the air, and stood on the ring again.

Everyone below exclaimed, thinking that he would be killed by Zhang He's sword, but he didn't expect that he would stand on the ring again in the end.

But more people were puzzled. Why did Zhang He add a sword to such a good opportunity so that Xiao Chen could be completely knocked away, and he couldn't help but talk.

He heard the comments below and felt really painful in his heart. Although his sword energy just now penetrated into Xiao Chen's body, the lightning contained in Xiao Chen's sword also entered his body.

The thunder lightning transformed from the Purple Thunder Decision is not much weaker than the aura of his holy sword. If it is not resolved, there may be a big hidden danger in the next battle.

"Come again!"

After dissolving all the thunder lightning, Zhang He shouted loudly, the huge Tianpeng actually made a clear cry behind him.

His figure passed through the air, leaving behind afterimages. A two-meter-long sword light lit up on the sword body. With the speed of training, it flew towards Xiao Chen with endless momentum.

"Tianpeng actually made a whistle. This is the second level of Tianpeng spreading his wings. I didn't expect that he had practiced this supreme secret technique to the second level at a young age."

"Yes, it's so terrible. Legend has it that the sword saint of Jianlan Sect could make Tianpeng make a divine sound, and he could shatter people's heart and lungs without making moves."

"And Zhang He also urged the supreme power of the Haotian Sword. The Holy Sword is matched with Tianpeng. Now, Xiao Chen will be defeated!"

Facing the powerful Zhang He, the people below exclaimed again. With such great majesty, everyone thought that Xiao Chen would definitely have no chance.

Zhang He's move may have the power to fight even when facing the great martial artist. Even the champion saw that Zhang He used the second level of the Tianpeng spreading his wings, the expression on his face changed.

Xiao Chen looked at the flying sword with a serious expression, knowing that he could not keep it any longer. He held the palm of the Yueying Knife and flipped it gently.

The Moon Shadow Knife began to spin quickly, and a surge of rebellious aura swept out, and everyone around felt trembling all over.

The lightning like thunderbolt lit up on the sword body. The sky, which was already close to dusk, seemed to be ignited at this moment, the sun shone like fire and bright like daytime.

But what makes people even more terrifying is that the violent aura that comes from the sound of the blade is like the roar of a thunderous beast, and thousands of troops are coming, violent and fierce.

"Oh no, this soul soldier is actually embedded with a demon core. I'm afraid it's still a monster of the Martial King level. Everyone should retreat quickly. If the demonic energy is leaked, ordinary warriors may have bloodshed and died of seven holes."

"It's so terrible. In the small Mohe City, soul soldiers inlaid with demon cores appeared."

The crowd was terrified and scattered, but they did not go far away, but stood aside from a distance, watching the battle in the field excitedly in their eyes.

Facing Zhang He who owns the Haotian Sword, the crowd thought it would be a one-sided battle, but unexpectedly, Xiao Chen actually had a demon soldier. There had been no such wonderful battle in Mohe City for a long time, so naturally he could not miss it.

The peerless body technique Tianpeng spreads its wings, coupled with the ancient holy sword and Haotian sword energy, hit the Yueshadow Sword Sword embedded with the sixth-level monster Lei Peng.

Boom! The lightning and the sword light collided, and a loud bang came out of the ring. The crowds from far away felt that the eardrums were trembling. It was so terrifying.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, and his body took a heavy step back. A three-foot-deep footprint was left on the stone rock, which shows how much pressure Xiao Chen was under.

Zhang He's body flew backwards in the air, using the Tianpeng's wings to spread his body, circling and moving in the air, offsetting the power from the Moon Shadow Sword.

With a light click, Zhang He's body fell steadily on the ground, his clothes swelled, and his long hair flew. With a handsome face, he looked extremely elegant.

This time, the two of them actually played a role in a match, no matter how good they were.

Pressing down the rolling blood in the body, he opened his eyes like Shushui, and there was no gaze that had been looked down upon before in his eyes. He smiled faintly: "I really didn't expect that you would have such a demon soldier, but as the saying goes, a treasure is matched with a hero. If you stop it today, I will be in charge of this demon soldier today."

"Shangchengying Sword!"
Chapter completed!
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