Chapter 343

"We can't wait any longer. We must make a quick decision." Zhang Xing suddenly flashed a fierce color in his eyes, and the power on his palm increased a bit, which made Wang Yu's last sword move on the verge of collapse.

Wang Yu glanced at the crowd under the stage, and a slight smile could not help but appear on the corners of his mouth.

Then his eyes suddenly became deep, like the night sky, and his palm slowly crossed over the Xuan sword. The blood immediately dyed the Xuan sword dark red.

"Yellow spring of blood!"

The roar sounded in Wang Yu's heart. The dark sword seemed to be induced. A sound of sword chanting rang through the sword body, and the dark red light on the sword body was great. The yellow spring of sword meaning that was going to be defeated immediately solidified a bit of dark red color, and quickly spread over the sword move.

"What is this means?" Zhang Xing was surprised and his eyes contracted for a while.

The terrible sword, like the cold water of the yellow spring, constantly impacted the power in his palm. According to this degree, the force in his body will not last long.

"Hum, if you want to compete with me in the level of force, you little second-class martial arts disciple also deserve it." Zhang Xing clenched his teeth and frowned.

"Really?" Wang Yu said coldly.

As the voice fell, Wang Yu's whole body suddenly swarmed out, and the light on the yellow spring of blood was also making a great effort at this time. The terrible sword idea spread in an instant, and even the surrounding borders trembled.

"It's a strong sword intention. How old is he? Such a talent is really evil!" the old man on one side observed Wang Yu with his eyes slightly narrowed, and his dry palm stroked his gray beard. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Do your best, or you will worship." Wang Yu said faintly.

Hearing the speech, Zhang Xing was stunned by the reality, and then a smile appeared on his face, but this time the smile was not fierce and ferocious.

Like a soldier, there is a strong sense of war and pride.

"OK."

Zhang Xing burst out laughing. Then he saw that there seemed to be a red appearance on his body. Just for a moment, it turned into a red figure, and even his hair turned red.

And his strength, which had already begun to be weak, suddenly surged up, and a powerful threat spread in an instant. Even the students under the stage could feel that his heart seemed to speed up the rhythm.

"What's going on?" not only Lang Qing, but all the people present were surprised at the sudden change of Zhang Xing.

"He didn't compete with me last time. Did he keep his strength for me?" whispered wolf green.

However, he soon denied it. Although Zhang Xing was arrogant, he was very concerned about his reputation and the outcome of the competition. It was impossible not to exert his full strength.

Now there is only one explanation for this situation. This ability was developed after him. I'm afraid it was to deal with himself. No wonder he dared to be arrogant just now.

But now this trick for himself was first used on Wang Yu. It seems that Wang Yu has really forced him to use the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

"ChiYan battle body!" seeing Zhang Xing at this time, the old man was surprised, "I didn't expect that this boy has cultivated ChiYan battle body. Now the boy who makes the sword is in trouble."

However, for this competition, the interest in the eyes of the old man is getting stronger and stronger.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Wang Yu was surprised. Just now he just felt that Zhang Xing didn't give full play, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

"Ha ha, ha ha, I bought this red fire fighting body from Baibao hall at a high price. You are lucky to be its first opponent."

"It seems to be a secret method." Wang Yu was slightly surprised. There are all kinds of strange and strange secret methods on this Wufu continent. In addition to martial arts skills, there are also some mysterious and strange secret methods.

The power of the secret method is very strong, but it usually takes a price to cast it. I think Zhang Xing's ChiYan battle body is like this.

"Then let me experience it." Wang Yu raised an arc around his mouth. He hasn't had such a battle for a long time.

"Haha, haha, OK." Zhang Xing laughed wildly. His force instantly sent out a hot air wave, and the temperature twisted the surrounding air.

The dark sword in Wang Yu's hand was suddenly waved, and the yellow spring of blood suddenly exploded. The terrible force wrapped Zhang Xing directly in it.

"What a terrible means." the students under the stage looked at it in shock. I'm afraid the energy of the explosion just now can't be taken over by the eight grade martial arts disciples.

But Wang Yu did not relax at all. He looked warily at the center of the energy. He could feel that there was a hot temperature rising there.

"Whoosh..."

The sound of a broken wind sounded, and the blood red shadow suddenly came. The speed pulled it into a light, and the terrible power suddenly broke out.

"Take my fist." it was like Zhang Xing's roar bathed in the fire, and the fist came with a hot air wave.

"OK." a fierce look flashed in Wang Yu's eyes. He wanted to see how strong Zhang Xing was at this time.

"Boom..."

All the forces in Wang Yu's body burst out in an instant, and the sword awned on the Xuan sword in his hand. The terrible sword idea immediately filled his body, and even the spirit of heaven and earth trembled slightly.

A gray sword light flashed in Wang Yu's eyes. Although it was only a flash, the sharp meaning seemed to be solid.

"Broken rock!"