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The rampant killing gas, surging and rising ...

Everyone on the field looked at the black sword in the palm of Chu Hen, and all of them showed wrong intentions on their faces. Does the other party still use a knife?

"For you, why use my best weapon ..."

Chu Hen looked at Wei Qingfan coldly, and the smile on his face showed his frivolous disdain.

Wei Qingfan's face was a little dull, and his eyes were chilling, "Well, I want to see, how long can you be crazy?"

When the voice fell, Wei Qingfan's figure flickered towards Chu marks. The golden machete in his hand bloomed a dazzling light. He lifted the knife and split it, and the air thundered like a stormy thunder ...

"Oh!"

At the same time, Sen Luoya in Chuhen's hand also burst into a strong black awn, his eyes narrowed, and Wei Qingfan raised the knife without fear to confront him.

"boom...."

One black and one gold light and shadow glided across the air, and then sturdyly merged together.

The heavy collision of power directly caused the large area of ??razor-blades in the middle area of ??the two. Sen Luoya and his scimitar showed a cross-cutting tendency. Chu Chen and Wei Qingfan faced each other, their bodies broke out. A powerful force of true power.

Circles of golden light lingered from Wei Qingfan's body.

A thick black mang rose from Chu Hen's body like Jiuyou's flame.

Although the confrontation in front of this move is simple, the crowd off the field felt the clear wind and the turbulent air flow that were extremely chaotic on the stage.

"This guy...."

Many people in the audience frowned, showing incredible faces.

Especially the group who had been to Shengzhong City before was even more miserable. At that time, Chu Hen was struggling to take Wei Qingfan's move, but now he can face it face to face without being weak. This growth rate is really heartening. Startled.

...

"Hey!" Wei Qingfan flashed a deep sense of ruthlessness in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Smelly boy, I shouldn't have kept your low life!"

Chu Hen sneered, saying, "You seem to be kind-hearted, but the people you sent out before are nothing more than waste."

Really speaking, since Chu Hen first stepped into the Imperial City, Wei Qingfan has never wanted Chu Hen's life all the time.

At first, more than two dozen killers attacked at midnight, and then the persecution of Emperor Feng newcomer Wang Renchong was persecuted at the Xingrui Contest, and then he sent his follower Wei Han to quietly start, even in the first round of the knockout round of the battle. It was the thirty-two people who bought through the entire tournament to slay Chu marks ...

Really speaking, every time Wei Qingfan sends out, his strength is not bad.

And basically, they all have the absolute certainty to kill Chu marks. If they change to other people, they will be damned several times. But that is the Chu mark, the Chu mark that is in a state of anxiety all the time, crushes Wei Qingfan's plot again and again ...

However, today, the two fought together.

New worries and old hatreds followed, sparks splashed, and a trend of slaying.

...

"Hey, they are all really useless waste, but this time, let me do it myself!" Wei Qingfan smiled coldly.

Chu Henjun brow lightly and replied in a lazy tone, "Sorry, I forgot to say just now, in fact, you Wei Qingfan is also a waste ..."

"court death!"

"Boom!"

Together with the violent rage that the torrents converge, a surging afterglow of air suddenly swept across the table, the wind danced wildly, the sand and rocks shattered, and each of them retreated toward the rear ...

After reversing more than ten meters each, Wei Qingfan, who was full of anger, rose to his death and raised his hand to cut a knife.

"call out!"

A golden blade exploded out, and struck Chu marks with the might of chopping wind.

"Huh!" Chu Chen was not afraid, and his dark eyes quietly became deep and stern, and Sen Luo's teeth moved and his sword wrapped in the black awn was so powerful that he shattered the blade with one blow A layer of majestic waves like the tidal wave of the tide swept away toward Wei Qingfan ahead.

Pentium-like swordsman swept through thousands of armies like a roll-up mat, whistling with the momentum of scouring.

"Dare you dare to stand arrogant in front of me?"

Wei Qingfan's voice didn't fall, it flickered away from the spot instantly, and dazzling golden aurora lingered around the body. Wei Qingfan directly broke through the overlapping black knife waves in front of him, and immediately arrived in front of Chu Hen. The fierce offensive struck like a fierce wolf.

Wei Qingfan was formidable, but Chu Chen showed no weakness, and Sen Luo's teeth were chilling.

The golden scimitar and the black sword continued to crazed and collided on the table constantly, and the heavy waves of waves continued to overlap, sharp and harsh.

Melee fight, speed wins!

The battle between the two men, constantly speeding up the rhythm of the battle.

Mars is splashing, the real yuan is wanton, the sword is bright and dazzling, and it is dazzling.

...

Watching the two indiscriminately fighting on the Douwu stage, the countless spectators on the field were stunned, not even breathing hard.

The fierce battle situation made everyone tense each nerve.

"Chu Chen's swordsmanship is nothing short of his martial arts!" On the audience seat of Tianxing Wufu, the mentor Song Chenghun's eyes were frivolous, and his face was a little surprised.

"Teacher Xi Lan's teaching ability really makes me feel ashamed!"

"Strange!" The shadowless tutor sitting beside him uttered a surprise.

"How?" Song Chenghun asked.

"The kid's way of cutting out and the radian are similar to those of Yu Yan."

"Really?" Song Cheng hunted for a moment, then carefully observed the fierce battle on the table, only to see that Chu Chu raised his wrist slightly each time he drew the sword. accelerate.

Judging from the previous battles, it is true that Bai Yuzhen often does this.

However, at this moment, Bai Yuzhen was also surprised, and there was a slight surprise on that beautiful face.

Some people only found that ChuChen's knife is similar to her in some places, but Bai Yuzhen saw it really. The place where ChuChen resembles her is not only the action of cutting a knife ... Rhythm, speed, and the trajectory of the blade are all strikingly similar ...

"How is this going?"

The more she looked, the more she became frightened. The more she looked, the more confused she was. If she was just imitation, she really admired Chuchen.

After all, there were people who wanted to imitate her sword skills before, but all of them are different from each other. In actual combat, Bai Yuzheng's level is not even one tenth.

And Chu marks, in her opinion, can definitely play more than eight points.

Of course, this eight point refers to the pure knife level of Bai Yuquan, excluding other power elements ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If Chu Chen and Bai Yuquan are in battle, the winner will undoubtedly It is a Chu mark with a strong level of overall strength elements.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

...

The fierce battle scenes between Wei Qingfan and Chu Hen continuously drew the hearts of the audience.

This is the ultimate matchup between the champion and the dark horse.

The chaos of the chaotic sword-mang light and shadow splashed freely, and wherever the two men fought, the ground stunned with deep and narrow knife marks.

The two of them have been hit by fire for a long time, they will not let the enemy and me fight, and they will fight for strength!

"Smelly boy, give me death!" Wei Qingfan's eyes were trembling with cold light, the sharp machete flashed with bright brilliance, as if he had been soaked in the sun's rays, together with the rushing wind. Voice, quickly cut to Chu marks.

"Get off your mother-in-law ..." Chu Hen's voice filled with anger, and Sen Luo's teeth rose like black fire, and the sword surged, dragging a series of ghosts in the air, and then sturdy with the machete Interchange shock.

"Oh!"

The severe and heavy shock was like thunderstorms, and with the violent aftermath sweeping across all directions, Chu Hen and Wei Qingfan flew back again.

The rocks on the ground collapsed and shattered, and the crisscross cracks seemed to smash the Douwutai down.

"call out!"

The moment Chu Chu stabilized his body, his heart moved, and a red crystal charm rune pattern came out in front of him.

"It's a fire spell ..."

"Buzz!"

Together with an exclamation sound from the audience's voices off the court, a sky of fire suddenly set off on Douwu platform, Yuan Dan in Chu Hen's body quickly turned, and the next instant, a furious flame giant hand from there Wei Qingfan flew out from the curtain of fire, setting off a horrific hot wave and heading forward ...

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