Chapter 313

"Elder martial brother Feng is still powerful!"

"This martial arts is very powerful. This evil thief surnamed Chen should be the first one to teach him!"

"Kill the evil thief and avenge your tragic death!"

The eyes of the disciples who watched the battle were not bad, especially those who were close to them. Most of them were warriors from the seventh floor of Tiangang realm. When they saw that Chen Yu had been hit by Wu Mang, his body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes brightened.

But at this moment, Chen Yu suddenly turned around and turned freely. The blood on the Dingfeng knife was surging, with a rising blood flame. The latter came first, and he was cutting his fist.

"It's impossible!" Feng Xuan had no expectation and looked surprised.

The excited shouts of the disciples stopped suddenly.

Blood flame now, scarlet and monstrous, will wind Xuan's fist submerged.

Under the surging blood flame, Fengxuan's fist was refined and strong, and the smoke of the gang disappeared. The blade easily tore Fengxuan's fist, and the bone of the fist cracked.

Fengxuan's face was already startled, and he withdrew quickly.

Chen Yu followed him like a shadow, and Dao Guang rose again.

Ye Qing and Gongsun Hao, who had already stopped, were surprised and retreated.

The blood knife is like a rainbow, like thunder in nine days, covering the wind Xuan around his body.

Feng Xuan's face was terrified. He could not escape from Chen Yu's sword as fast as he could retreat.

Bang, Fengxuan made a fist, but it was easily chopped by Chen Yu. The sword changed from the first to the second.

"Damn it, how could elder martial brother Fengxuan be defeated!"

"Together, kill this guy!"

The disciples of fenzong were so unbelievable that they moved one after another and rushed out one after another.

However, it is difficult to save the fire near the water far away. Although the disciples of the sub sect put out the fire, it was not enough.

"Do you want a face?"

"Are all the disciples so shameless?"

Gongsun Hao and Ye Qing see this scene, show anger, at the same time flash out, behind them, the secular martial arts in Tiangang seven layers also move.

Chen Yu's expression was indifferent, his face was not sad or happy, and his sword was cut down.

Shua A vigorous Qi, like a sword, flew straight in. There was a dazzling aura in the vigorous Qi, which directly attacked Chen Yu's neck. The speed was as fast as streamer, which gave Chen Yu a sense of extremely dangerous palpitation.

Chen Yu's body was suddenly folded and cut out with a knife.

Dang Dingfeng Dao vibrated for a moment, and the broken sword came out. One of the strands of it rubbed Chen Yu's wrist and brought up a bloodstain.

Chen Yu fell to the ground and looked in the direction where Jian Gang came from. He saw a man in blue with a long sword, who was medium-sized, ordinary looking and unimportant.

It's Yuan Zhen!

As Yuan Zhen stepped forward, his powerful momentum rose to the sky, like a peerless sword coming out of its sheath. The sword moved heaven and earth, making him proud and determined.

The whole valley was covered by the coercion, and the warriors on both sides suddenly stopped. They looked at Yuan Zhen, but their eyes became stinging at this moment, unable to face Yuan Zhen's face.

The sword is so powerful!

Gongsun Hao and Ye Qing look the same.

"This game, we give up!" Yuan Zhen stood still, his eyes were calm, his voice was low and hoarse, he said to Chen Yu.

"Two thousand spirit, thank you Chen Yu was awe inspiring and said in a deep voice.

Yuan Zhen nodded and turned to see Xiang Fengxuan.

Feng Xuan's face is hard to see the extreme. He grits his teeth and throws a storage bag to Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao silently takes out a pile of wooden cards. After a little checking, he gathers two thousand spirits and gives them to a follower behind him. The follower takes the wooden cards and gives them to Ye Qing.

Chen Yu and Ye Qing were not half relaxed. Their eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhen's face, waiting for him to challenge.

For the secular warriors, Yuan Zhen is a mountain that can't be turned over, but he has to face it.

"A sword!" To everyone's surprise, Yuan Zhen watched Chen Yu and spoke slowly.

"Well?" Chen Yu was slightly stunned.

"I don't take advantage of your accomplishments, and you've just had a hard fight. Take my sword!" Yuan Zhen said without expression: "either you die, or I'll take all the disciples to leave!"

"Yuanzhen, are you not taking advantage of this?" Gongsun Hao sneered: "what's the difference between one sword and ten swords and hundred swords for a swordsman like you? If you can't win your opponent with one sword, you can't win with ten swords and a hundred swords! "

"Gongsun Hao, let your mother fart!" Feng Xiao angrily scolded: "one sword is no different from ten swords and hundred swords? You can have a try! "

"Is it great to try and try?" Gongsun Hao said to each other: "come on, Yuanzhen, you can chop my 100 swords to see if I can take it!"

"Gongsun Chen Yu looked at Gongsun Hao, his eyes were very calm, but he made a rash and impulsive gesture. Chen Yu couldn't help feeling warm.

Gongsun Hao's style is naturally to help Chen Yu take over Yuan Zhen's challenge.

However, Yuan Zhen didn't pay attention to Gongsun Hao. Instead, he stared at Chen Yu and said in a deep voice, "don't you dare?""Nothing to be afraid of!" Chen Yu said: "just like brother Gongsun said, one sword and one hundred ten swords are no different for me!"

"Good!" Yuan Zhen showed an excited look and looked around, indicating that everyone could get out of the way.

"Chen Yu!" Gongsun Hao was a little discouraged and said, "you just hit Fengxuan and hurt yourself. What are you going to do with this guy?"

Chen Yu felt an idea still active in his body and said with a smile, "it's all right now!"

Fengxuan's finger just now has a strong sense of death. The power of this kind of death is even higher than the ordinary attribute of ice fire, wind and thunder, which is hard to deal with. However, to Chen Yu's surprise, his inner psychic vine fluctuated when he was attacked. Then, when Chen Yu released xingpo's suppression on the psychic vine, the psychic vine immediately began to swim towards the wumang, and devoured the wumang with a strong sense of death.

There is no doubt that tonglingteng is rebellious and strong again.

"Chen Yu, you still have to think twice!" Ye Qing also said: "Yuanzhen's cultivation of Kendo is strong. It's said that he once defeated the disciples of yunlingjing of fenzong. Although he only made one sword, it must be the most powerful one!"

"I know!" Chen Yu nodded, but there was no superfluous expression.

Seeing Chen Yu's reaction, Ye Qing gave a wry smile and walked to one side.

Gongsun Hao sighed and said, "I have never convinced anyone in my life. Chen Yu is one, Ye Qing is only half. Chen Yu, what the hell, let yuan look good! "

All of them have retreated. Among the numerous voices, Yuan Zhen said, "are you ready?"

Chen Yu stood with Dingfeng knife and nodded at will.

On the outside, although Chen Yu was very relaxed, in fact, his heart was very tight.

Yuan Zhen draws his sword with his backhand. As soon as the sword comes out of its sheath, the yellow and vigorous Qi flows around him. His sharp and matchless sword will suddenly soar, and his momentum will never stop rising. It makes people feel a strong sense of depression.

Chen Yu took a deep breath, his body was full of vigorous Qi, his heart was like a drum, and his voice was dense and deep.

With the rapid rush of blood, blood is dense, blood is burning, emitting a blazing atmosphere.

Chen Yu's body became hot, like a volcano about to erupt, with a deep mood of extreme depression and eruption at any time.

Looking at Chen Yu's performance like this, Yuan Zhen's eyes brightened, and he showed a trace of expectation.

Then, Yuan Zhen's momentum seemed to soar to the critical point, and the cloud yellow vigorous Qi around him suddenly rose and hung over his head, and suddenly became a huge canopy.

Like the canopy of a king when he travels, it is broad, majestic, gorgeous and noble, which makes people unconsciously raise a sense of worship at the bottom of their heart.

Yuan Zhen, like a dragon, stabbed out with a sword.

A king's sword is unmatched.

Chen Yu, who was pointed at by the point of the sword, only felt that the majesty of the Tang emperor was enveloping him. The Qi and blood and vigorous Qi in his body unconsciously converged into his body, and he became a little timid, just as he was afraid of the majesty.

King's sword, light and cold, dominate the world!

For a moment, Chen Yu could not get rid of the influence of this majestic and heroic sword. His brow could not help wrinkling, and he felt the blood flame in his blood. The bloody smell of flame spread all over his body.

The strength of Qi and blood that has just become shriveled recovers, and the vigorous Qi also rolls at the same time.

How rebellious and powerful the blood flame refining formula is, Yuan Zhen's sword will never be able to suppress it.

Chen Yu cut it out with one knife, and the blood flame turned into streamer, which moved with his Qi and blood and rose on the blade.

Chen Yu was drowned by the pouring Huagai vigorous Qi, which turned into endless fine cloud yellow sword Qi.

In the Qi of the sword, the light of the bloody sword is like a silver vase, tearing the infinite Qi of the sword. With a sharp and matchless intention of chopping the waves, the sword curtain is split for a moment.

Chen Yu seemed to see a sword coming out and ten thousand swordsmen obeying. His mind was seized by one of them. The sharp and perfect wave chopping sword on Dingfeng Dao was blocked and suddenly broke down.

However, the scarlet evil, but also domineering blood flame is still there.

The sword was so dense that it bombarded Chen Yu's body wantonly that his clothes were broken and his blood was splashed.

Then, the swords and swords hit each other, so strong that the terrible force broke out. Chen Yu cut the sword with all his strength, and Yuan Zhen's sword tip was three inches in the middle. The blood light soared, like the burning blood, melting the sword awn on Yuan Zhen's long sword. After cutting, it crossed.

Only this burst, the blood light quickly dimmed.

Yuan Zhen's eyes flashed, his wrist trembled, and a soft force was generated when the sword was spinning, which swung the Dingfeng sword away.

Then Yuan Zhen stopped.

Ye Qing and Gongsun Hao rushed out and came to Chen Yu.

"You win!" Yuan Zhen's look was rather complicated. He took a deep look at Chen Yu and turned to take a step.

Chen Yu gasped and looked down at his body. He saw that the surface of his body was full of sword marks and bones. These sword marks were all from Yuan Zhen's vigorous Qi. If Chen Yu's physique is a little weaker, even if he can block the sword of Junlin, he will die!Fortunately, although the injuries caused by these sword Qi had already reached the heart, the injuries were not serious for Chen Yu, a martial arts man with a psychic vine.

All the disciples, including Feng Xuan, Mo Huang and Feng Xiao, were unbelievable. Looking at Yuan Zhen, they were right.

"Elder martial brother yuan?" After a long time, Feng Xiao just frowned and called.

"Let's all go!" Yuan Zhen didn't turn his head back. After a light word, he strode out of the valley.

All the disciples looked at each other. After a while, Feng Xuan clenched his teeth and drank: "go!"

In the noisy discussion and slow complaints, all the disciples began to leave one after another.

This battle is over!