Chapter 521

When the eyes were shocked, Mo Ying's sword in his hand swung, and a sword gas surged up. With the long sword, a dark light flashed up and stabbed at Bai Chen angrily.

Seeing this, Bai CHENFENG's sword was drawn out from his back and crossed head-on.

Bang!

A crisp ring, burst out ten thousand sparks, white Chen and Mo Ying at the same time back a few steps, unexpectedly equal!

Looking at the aftershock of the sword in his hand, Mo Ying's eyes are almost dull. At the beginning, he and Bai Chen fight and crush each other at will. Now this guy has opened a tomb of heaven and sea, and he is so strong.

However, at this time, Zhou Qing'er's face was gloomy, and finally screamed: "Bai Chen, be careful behind!"

In fact, needless to say, Bai Chen has already felt the back of the sword, the corners of his mouth smile, Bai Chen suddenly turned around, Zhao Yuetian already ferociously exposed a row of gold teeth, cut the sword to his face.

"Hum!"

Bai Chen's wind god sword suddenly gives a wail, and the huge spiritual power is like the sea, which makes Zhao Yuetian's face suddenly change.

"Boom!"

Bai Chen raises his hand and cuts down on Zhao Yuetian's long sword. Without any gorgeous moves, he simply and brutally cuts down the long sword in his hand.

And more potential not to reduce, directly ran to Zhao Yuetian's chest cut.

Yeah!

A sword, ruthlessly cut in Zhao Yuetian's chest, blood wave sputtering to the sky, very miserable.

"Asshole!"

Seeing Zhao Yuetian kneeling on the ground, Mo Ying and Zhao Yao are shocked. They step on the ground one after another and rush towards Bai Chen.

In the face of these two people's all-out attack, Bai Chen did not say a word, holding the wind sword to lift, it is easy to stop them two people's attack.

The three long swords collided with each other, and Bai Chen still kept the posture of holding the sword with one hand. He turned his eyes to Zhao Yuetian with great ease, and said with some appreciation: "yes, I didn't cut them in two. It's worthy of being the strong man of Yunxiao sword sect."

It's like an old man's generous praise for the newcomers, but in the eyes of the public, they are scared.

You know, Bai Chen is younger than them. These words are insulting Yunxiao Jianzong.

"Three unique sword Qi!"

The clan was humiliated, and Mo Ying, who was arrogant and arrogant, was in a rage.

He saw three sword Qi with different eyes, which cut out from his long sword and hit Bai Chen's neck, chest and abdomen.

Feel these three unusual sword Qi, Bai Chen still calm and stand, one hand up, rapid seal, an invisible pressure, instantly from the sky, even directly the three bright color of the sword Qi shock into nothingness.

"Here it is

Haven't waited for Mo shadow to return to God, white Chen cold smile, raise a hand is a slap.

"Heaven splitting palm!"

Hearing his voice, but not his palm, Zhao Yao on one side became ants on the hot pot, while Mo Ying responded with his fist at the critical moment.

"Bang!"

One hand, one punch, one hit.

Poof!

A mouthful of old blood gushes out, Mo Ying's face sinks, unexpectedly in white Chen this slap under, be fan all the way upside down but go.

Seeing that the most powerful young master had been beaten away, Zhaoyao, who was alone, looked at the red eyed boy in front of him with a touch of fear.

A year ago in the Qin house, they still had the strength of the first World War. Now, he can't even chase the shadow of Bai Chen.

This is the terror of Bai Chen's cultivation speed!

A palm fan flies Mo Ying, white Chen's vision, along with the trend of the powerful fall on Zhao Yao body, surprised Zhao Yao a goose bumps.

"No!"

Close distance and this pair of chaos ghost pupil mutually see, Zhao Yao frightens to all take out, just shout out a word, white Chen's fist, already ruthlessly hit in his abdomen.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Zhaoyao was like being hit by ten thousand rhinoceros. As soon as his chest sank, he fainted and flew out.

For Zhaoyao, Bai Chen is not so disgusted. After all, the three people of Yunxiao sword sect are worthy of the real dignity.

So Bai Chen this fist also didn't use full strength, but just enough to knock him out.

Mo Ying fell into the distance, covered his numb cheek, raised his eyes, and his eyes surged with fury.

He is the young master of Yunxiao sword sect, the fourth strongest man in the list of heavenly spirits in Shengtian college, and the son of light in the world. How can he tolerate his defeat in the hands of a younger generation!

Proud, unwilling, a lot of emotions, squeeze in his chest, make Mo Ying's spirit power more violent up, two fine awn eyes, unexpectedly red silk, ferocious as a ghost.

"Bang!"

At this time, Bai Chen suddenly raised his foot and directly kicked Zhao Yuetian's chest. He only heard the sound of internal organs burst. Everyone shivered from head to foot.Internal organs burst, that position It's the heart!

Zhou Qing'er's little hand covers her red lips, and her eyes can't help staring. Bai Chen has killed the heaven and earth genius of Yunxiao sword sect!

Zhao Yuetian, I have to say, is a very arrogant person. Even at the moment of death, his brain lost consciousness. He still relies on his instinct to lean his neck back, face the blue sky, and his eyes gradually empty.

"Tut Tut, I'm so handsome when I die, isn't Zhao Yuetian? You deserve to be remembered by me!"

With a faint smile, Bai Chen walks past Zhao Yuetian, who looks up to the sky, and walks to Mo Ying step by step with the wind sword.

However, Mo Ying is now looking at the young man who kneels and looks up to the sky with dull eyes. The whole person lost his soul in an instant.

No one ever thought that Yunxiao Jianzong, the famous leader of the world, would fall into the hands of such a young man in black today.

After this war, I am afraid that the name of Bai Chen will shine more in the Fengyan Dynasty.

Step by step to Mo Ying, looking down at his advice like a walking corpse, Bai Chen shook his head helplessly and said with a contemptuous smile: "the world says that the son of light can cut all the darkness in the world, but now the darkness is in front of you, but you are half kneeling on the ground like a dog in a daze. Can you stand the expectations of so many people?"

Listen to Bai Chen's words, Mo Ying turns his head rigidly, after seeing those onlookers' eyes of incomparable horror, his body suddenly shakes violently.

Standing in front of Mo Ying, Bai Chen looks down at him like death. He presses the wind sword against his neck. His voice is very cold: "I say Can you be a little angry? "

All the time, Bai Chen regards the son of light as the goal he wants to surpass. Now, the process of surpassing is so easy that he can't help feeling disappointed.