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Chapter 1722 The Battle of Sword Cultivation

Xiao Chen's voice echoed on the battle platform. He stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes were gorgeous, and his eyes swept towards the geniuses of the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom. He remained motionless and did not step off the battle platform.

Everyone is staring.

Looking at Xiao Chen, my heart was shocked.

Xiao Chen, what do he want to do?

Could it be that he also wants to sweep away like Cao Kong?

But even though he is the first person on the Nine Heavens Holy List of the Wushuang Immortal Kingdom, since the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom dares to challenge it, he must be extremely confident. Cao Kong is likely not the strongest combat power of the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom.

Xiao Chen, can he?

Murong Li, Murong Longcheng and others couldn't help but look at Xiao Chen's back. Compared with Ye Wufeng and others, Xiao Chen was undoubtedly the strongest, so Xiao Chen was the hope of the genius of the imperial city at this time.

If he is defeated, I am afraid that no one in the Wushuang Immortal Kingdom will be able to compete with the geniuses of the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom.

After all, Xiao Chen is recognized as the first person in this generation.

So, at this time, he was placed with high hopes.

And Xiao Chen thought so.

His voice slowly came out, plain, calm, and even a faint sharp edge.

"Wushuang Immortal Kingdom, Xiao Chen, who is here to fight?" Xiao Chen's words came into the eardrums of the geniuses of the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom. Their eyes flashed and shone with sharp edges.

Xiao Chen thought he had defeated Cao Kong, so he thought that the geniuses of their Shenwu Immortal Kingdom were vulnerable?

He is so short-sighted and doesn't know what's wrong.

At this time, the eyes of a sub-saint strong man from the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom flashed. He waved his hand and there was a man under his seat, a man in black, slender figure and cold face. There was a terrifying sword energy in his eyes.

Even if you stand there, you will give people a sharp edge.

It seemed like he was a sword.

Unsheathed, killing people.

He walked onto the battlefield and stood in front of Xiao Chen. His eyes looked at Xiao Chen and said coldly: "Get down, I won't kill you."

In a word, it is extremely domineering.

He asked Xiao Chen to go down, or he would die.

If others felt his power and breath, they might be really afraid and would admit defeat. However, his opponent was Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen's dictionary did not admit defeat or be afraid.

Xiao Chen's face was calm.

"If a person doesn't kill me, I won't kill anyone. If a person kills me, I will kill someone. Your sword is a killing sword, and so will mine. I will give you your words. Go back, I won't kill you." Xiao Chen's voice was also indifferent.

The two's tit-for-tat confrontation undoubtedly adds highlight to the game.

The two people, never met each other, were so hostile.

Then, the next battle will inevitably be fierce and exciting.

They all have some expectations.

Xiao Chen's words made the man in black smile, and his smile was sarcastic.

"Xiao Chen, right? I'll give you the opportunity, but you don't cherish it. Then no one can save you today. Remember, the person who killed you is called Nie Tianjian!"

As the words came to an end, the sword roared in the air.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed, his surname was Nie.

His heart couldn't help but thrill, and then his eyes became even more crazy.

"If you die today, you won't do anything else, just because your surname is Nie!" There was a terrifying thunder condensed in Xiao Chen's palm and turned into a sword. The terrifying sword aura soared into the sky and howled in the void, as if it was about to condense a terrifying thunder storm, trying to devour Nie Tian's sword.

Both of them have the idea of ​​murder.

And, extremely amazing.

The sword cultivators are all arrogant, and when they collide with each other, they will inevitably be fierce.

Xiao Chen and Nie Tian Jian are both outstanding sword cultivators in the two great immortal kingdoms, so if they encounter this battle, they will lead to a duel between sword cultivators.

The two of them wanted to decide their lives and death. The Immortal Emperor of the Wushuang Immortal Kingdom and the Strong Men of the Shenwu Immortal Kingdom were all expressionless. They all watched this scene quietly. They had great confidence in Xiao Chen and Nie Tianjian.

Moreover, they will not express their opinions easily.

Whoever speaks first will fall into the wrong direction.

This is how games are.

But Murong Li's eyes on one side showed a faint worry. Although she knew Xiao Chen's strength, she didn't know how powerful Nie Tianjian was. What if Xiao Chen was not an opponent?

Bah! Nothing in case!

Xiao Chen will win!

Murong Li swept away all the bad thoughts.

A pair of beautiful eyes locks on the battle stand.

Murong Longcheng's eyes shined. Seeing the battle between the two top sword cultivators was of great benefit to his cultivation of swordsmanship. He might have an instant enlightenment and his cultivation level would go to the next level.

As for Xiao Chen, he was not worried.

Life and death have nothing to do with him.

Although he called Xiao Chen a master, he was just to practice sword art. That's all, compared to Nie Tian Jian, he still hoped that Xiao Chen would win.

After all, it represents the face of the Unparalleled Immortal Kingdom.

At this time, on the battlefield, two terrifying sword intents were roaring and confronting each other wildly, and the immortal power was even more rippling, sweeping everything.

In front of the Thunder God Sword, Nie Tianjian was not afraid at all. A terrifying aura rose. Behind him, a white sword energy condensed and floated in the void.

"cut!"

His finger pointed at the void and the white sword energy suddenly shook. Xiao Chen's Thunder God Sword was constantly defeated under the sword energy. In the end, the thunder was shattered and the Thunder God Sword was destroyed. Xiao Chen couldn't help but be stunned in this scene.

Nie Tianjian’s sword is very strong.

Not weaker than oneself.

However, Xiao Chen is not just a sword.

Soon, the sea of ​​fire covered the sky, and the terrifying ancient phoenix holy flame and Taiyin true fire descended. Two fire dragons circled, spitting fire lotus on their mouths, turned into the Lihuang Divine Sword, and then went out to kill Nie Tian Sword. The sword energy spread out in the void. The terrifying heat wave made people feel upset, but Nie Tian Sword was unmoved.

Sword cultivator has extremely firm minds.

No one could make him confused. Nie Tianjian's sword energy soared into the sky, turning into a sky, trying to tear the sky and breaking apart the world, but it was directly swallowed under the Lihuang Sword, and the sword energy was directly tempered into nothingness.

The ancient phoenix holy flame swallows everything and destroys everything.

The Taiyin True Fire is extremely cold, tempering everything, allowing Nie Tian Jian's sword energy to be terrifying, and it is still swallowed by the flames. Then the sword is cut down. If the flames contaminate Nie Tian Jian's body, he will undoubtedly die.

Because, the ancient Phoenix Holy Flame and the Taiyin True Fire will torture all things in the world to death, turning into ashes, and scattering their souls.

Nie Tianjian also felt the dangerous aura.

His eyes contained divine light, and he sucked light and condensed a colorful divine sword in his body. The holy path was hidden in the divine sword. Then the seven swords were lined up, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, light and dark, and seven kinds of powers stopped directly in front of Nie Tianjian.

"Yu!"

He spit out a word, and suddenly, the terrifying sword intent was on his divine sword. The water sword raised up waves and wanted to destroy the sky and the fire sea. The earth sword turned into a city wall, which was as solid as a golden soup. The golden sword blessed Nie Tianjian's body and turned into a golden body, and its defense reached its extreme.

But Xiao Chen looked at it disdainfully.

"Stars!"

"Void!"

His voice fell, and the nine heavenly star morning turned into countless star swords and hanged down. The sword rain shocked the sky. Then the void rioted, and the power of the void blessed the sword blade, killing people invisibly and able to tear everything apart.
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