Chapter 1062

"Buzz --!"

As soon as Xing Le played the nine songs of the yellow spring, the four directions of the space immediately swept through, the whole battle platform fell into darkness, and the sound of clattering water sounded, as if there was yellow spring water flowing.

The terrible sound wave suddenly penetrated into Lu Chen's ears, and he felt a sharp pain in his ears. Even though the spiritual world was shocked, fortunately, he was not hurt because he integrated his essence, Qi and spirit in advance.

But even so, he still showed his surprised face, no longer hesitated immediately, ran the source of the five elements and performed the five element steps.

Stepping into the void, he left footprints braved the light of the five elements at his feet. He was like a god incarnating into a five element God.

But at this time, an invisible force hit him, banging, and it was the sound wave attacking him.

"Go away!"

Lu Chen clenched his teeth and ran the evil poison body to show the evil side, as if incarnating the God of killing to kill the world and dissolve the sound waves.

Then, he drew the strength of Kendo and rushed to Xing Lebang.

But at this time, black rivers rushed down from the sky, just like the Milky way, but there was no noble righteousness of the Milky way, but some were just the dark side.

In a moment, three black rivers appeared, encircling the land dust around.

"Lu Chen, although I just cultivate the nine yellow spring sounds to a state of small success, you still can't resist it, so don't waste your efforts."

Xing Le suddenly appeared and stood under the black sky, like the incarnation of the dark gods, looking down at Lu Chen and saying in an indisputable tone.

"Cut it off!"

Lu Chen, however, seemed unheard of and turned a blind eye to him. He rolled his hands and split out the five element sword, withering glory sword, poison abyss sword and Jinyang sword.

The four divine swords evolved various attribute swordsmanship. Finally, Lu Chen showed the nine series sword again and hit Xing Le boldly.

The black river wrapped around him was immediately cut off.

"What?"

Xing Le turned pale.

However, Lu Chen took advantage of the situation to press in, pinched his hands, and countless sword patterns swept out, containing nine series of power. Then, the original visions of five elements, withered glory and poison were displayed.

"Boom!"

The dark sky sounded as if it had been hit by a God. There was a sound of cracking. Countless sword Qi shuttled back and forth, such as dragons going to sea, which made Xing Le's scalp numb.

"Xing Le, if you only cultivate this sound skill to a state of small success, then you can accept failure now!"

Lu Chen stepped in and saw the nine color sword light. Like the sword God facing the dust, he cleaved the heaven and earth, monopolized the mountains and rivers, changed the color of heaven and earth, and Xing Le lost his color. He stared with big eyes and shouted, "I'm not reconciled!"

But Lu Chen didn't say a word and approached with five element steps, because Xing Le was much worse than him in speed. The other party wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape.

"I fought with you!"

Xing Le is unwilling to be defeated by Lu Chen, because he is the Tianjiao of the Eastern Imperial Palace, second only to the wind. In the future, he will become the divine emperor, and the divine emperor is nothing to say.

Once he is defeated by Lu Chen, he will lose face, which is the most unacceptable for him who is arrogant.

Therefore, he sacrificed his life to defeat Lu Chen.

Flute playing evolves the power of nine yellow spring sounds to the extreme. Three rivers like yellow spring reappear and rush to land dust together.

In Lu Chen's ear, it is also a high pitched, thick and majestic sound wave, which is still evolving in his spiritual world, like a loud and clear war song, which is frightening.

But Lu Chen is not afraid. He has the soul seal of heaven and earth to protect the spiritual world. Xing Le's Jiuqu huangquan sound can't hurt his essence, Qi and spirit.

"Xing Le, accept failure!"

Lu Chen roared in again, like the sword out of its sheath, like the sword God alone, suppressing the dark world, the nine color sword light appeared, expelling the darkness, and cutting off the three black rivers.

"No!"

Xing Le roared reluctantly and stared at the sword Qi splitting at him.

In this line of life and death, in order to protect his life, he had to protect himself with a flute, but he was still split and flew out. His mouth spewed blood and fell on the battle platform. He spit blood like a dead dog and kept making painful cries.

Lu Chen fell on the stage and looked at him coldly.

"Hiss!"

Looking at Xing Le's miserable appearance, most of the external disciples of the top ten forces couldn't help taking a breath, and some were even scared to swallow their saliva.

The elders of the top ten forces also looked sluggish.

"Xing Le lost."

After a half ring, someone said carefully.

"God, it was Xing Le who lost."

"The sound of the nine songs is so powerful. Why did he lose to Lu Chen?"

"Lu Chen, Lu Chen, we all underestimate him."

In an instant, all kinds of comments sounded around the battle platform. Looking at Lu Chen, they were all surprised. Many disciples thought to themselves that they were not Lu Chen's opponent.

"Damn it, he defeated Xing Le?"

The elders in the East Imperial Palace, led by Cao Zhendao, all looked heavy and stared at Xing Le on the battle platform, but they still didn't believe it.

Feng Buhua and Hongtian were silent, looking at Lu Chen and frowning.

Dugu Ying and others fell silent.

The divine sword sect is completely opposite to the East imperial palace. It is full of cheers. The elder song Xinghe said three good words in a row: "it's great that Lu Chen defeated Xing Le. I'll hold the sect leader on this matter and reward him anyway."

After saying this, he said to Li bianchuan and Wang Shan: "elder Li, elder Wang, you still have eyes!"

When Qingpiao finished saying this, he glanced at Qi Feng intentionally or unintentionally, looking a little unhappy, because Qi Feng tried his best to target Lu Chen before, which made song Xinghe think back and dissatisfied with him.

Qi Fengxia met song Xinghe's eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. He lowered his head, but his eyes were full of vicious eyes.

His hatred for Lu Chen deepened.

Tong Ying is no exception.

Only Wang Chun and Zhang lie were happy for Lu Chen. Of course, Lu Chen was surprised that he could defeat Xing Le.

Wang Chun looked at the bruised Xing Le and sighed. The other party's Tianjiao disciple of the East Imperial Palace was defeated by his reputation. It had to be said that it was a great blow.

"Didn't expect me to lose to you?"

Xing Le also smiled bitterly and lost to Lu Chen, which he never thought of.

"It's true that you lost to me. You have to accept it." Lu chendao.

"Damn it, Lu Chen, I will defeat you one day." Xing Le waved his bloody fist and hit it on the platform. He said firmly.

"Maybe."

Lu Chen smiled calmly and didn't say much. Now he is only in the realm of true God, and he can defeat Xing Le. Once he steps into the realm of heaven and God, Xing Le has no chance.

Xing Le heard that Yan's face was stiff, hummed softly, and immediately walked down the battle platform.

"Lu Chen, a disciple of the divine sword sect, won the battle and was qualified to enter the second round of competition. Let's go down and have a rest first." Du Xuan immediately came forward and said.

"Yes."

Lu Chen bows to Du Xuan and walks down the platform.

"Brother Lu, congratulations."

Wang Chun and Zhang lie said with fists.

"Lu Chen, well done."

Li bianchuan and Wang Shan also laughed happily.

"Lu Chen, it's hard work. Take this feather pill and heal your wounds."

Song Xinghe didn't say much. He took a pill from the storage ring and handed it to Lu Chen.

"Hua Yu Dan? Thank you, elder."

Lu Chen was overjoyed at the speech and hurriedly took the pill.

This Huayu pill is a three-level divine pill, not to mention his true divine realm. Even if the cultivator in the divine realm is seriously injured, he can recover quickly after taking this pill. It can be said to be a holy medicine for healing.

"Lu Chen, the elder has decided to take your credit to the patriarch after returning, and you will receive a reward different from other disciples." Song Xinghe said with a smile.

"Elder, it's my duty to make contributions to the divine sword sect." Lu Chen said hurriedly.

"Lu Chen, if you can defeat your opponent in the second round and get the qualification to enter the third round, the elder believes that even in the patriarch, you will see you in person." Song Xinghe said if he had a point.

"I dare not try my best." Lu Chen said seriously. He was very curious about Nie wucang, the leader of the divine sword sect.

"Well, you heal first." Seeing that Lu Chen understood his meaning, song Xinghe stopped talking and waved him back.

When Wang Chun and others saw this, they all showed envy. You know, even if they have practiced in the realm of heaven and God, they have never seen Nie Wencang with their own eyes.

Therefore, it's a great honor for the disciples of Shenjian sect to meet the sect leader. It's a great blessing for Lu Chen to get this honor.

Of course, the premise is that he can defeat his opponent in the second round and obtain the qualification to enter the third round.

Lu Chen also understands this truth. Although he wants to see the leader of the divine sword sect, he has tried his best to think of his duel with Xing Le. He is not sure whether he can defeat his opponent in the second round of competition.

"Draw the disciples of No. 4 and No. 7 to the stage."

Just then, Du xuanlang said.

"Shua!"

As soon as Du Xuangang finished speaking, a young man with serious facial features and scrupulous expression came out.

"Zhao Chuan?"

The crowd recognized him at a glance.

Zhao Chuan, a disciple of the outer gate of the Wu League, is second only to Zhou Luxiong and has strong strength.

"Zhao Chuan, my opponent is you?"

At this time, Hongtian came out and looked at him with a smile.

"Hongtian?"

Not to mention Zhao Chuan, even others, including Lu Chen, were surprised to see Hongtian coming out.

Although Hongtian made his debut very late, he is famous in the divine world for cultivating space power. Practitioners of Lu Chen generation dare not underestimate him.

Zhao Chuan also showed a dignified color in the face of Hongtian. After all, the power of space is really mysterious. Even he is not absolutely sure that he can suppress Hongtian.

But he didn't show his fear. Instead, he said coldly: "good, Hongtian, I just want to experience the power of space."

"You'll see." Hongtian said seriously.

"Are you two ready?" Du Xuan suddenly asked.

"Master duxuan, I have no problem." Hongtian replied.

"The younger generation is also." Zhao Chuan said respectfully.

"Then you can start the competition." Du Xuan immediately waved and said.

"Zhao Chuan, I'll let you do it first." Hongtian's light way, facing Zhao Chuan, he showed a strong sense of self-confidence, as if he were the son of God, with absolute power.

"Then I'm welcome."

Zhao Chuan felt that he was despised, snorted, and immediately took the lead in the slightest impoliteness. The power of martial arts rushed out of his body. He seemed to be incarnated as a warrior and born for martial arts.

The veins of martial arts are like knives, swords and spears. They attack Hongtian boldly. The powerful brilliance blooms out and turns into a pillar of light, sweeping Hongtian's waist.

"Boom!"

Before Zhao Chuan's attack landed on Hongtian and broke through the void, there was a loud noise and showed terrible attack power. The whole battle platform has been shrouded by the light of martial arts.