Chapter 225

Murong Tian quickly jumped out, but his clothes had been cut into rags, and his skin was covered with blood stains, all of which were injured by the fierce Huanglong sword Qi. It was terrible to see.

Fortunately, murongtian is strong and indestructible, otherwise he would have been torn to pieces by the Huanglong sword of Jun Chen.

Murongtian was depressed at that time and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

I didn't expect that he had practiced swordsmanship for many months, and the little white face of Saint daughter's family learned it just by looking at it once. Moreover, he used it wonderfully and defeated him in his strongest field.

It's a shame.

A man and a woman of Jianzong in Shushan have a gloomy face.

"He has learned his opponent's swordsmanship Fire Ling son pretty eyes round open, one hand covered small mouth.

"What a terrible understanding!" Lanting a pair of cold eyes gently trembling.

"My God, how did this little guy do it? He learned his opponent's swordsmanship in less than a minute?" Zhao Feiyu bit cherry lips and was scared by Jun Chen's Kendo talent.

"No wonder the virgin chose him! It's not that he's not good enough, but that the aura of the virgin is too dazzling, so it covers up his light Ji Yiyi thought in her heart that her eyes were full of worship.

"He was arrogant to us He has the right to be arrogant. We are not in the same world as him One side of the flower dream month looking at Jun dust back, but also a face obsessed.

Most of the geniuses look at Jun Chen with an incredible look on their faces.

Jun Chen didn't take it seriously.

Once upon a time, a Kendo Immortal Emperor used such a sentence to evaluate him. If you practice sword, you will become the God of swordsmanship within 800 years.

But Jun Chen doesn't like to use a sword.

In his opinion, the sword is something out of the body. Only two fists are one's own. Only when the two fists are strong can we be strong.

At the moment, Jun Chen shook his head in disappointment: "I didn't expect that the swordsmanship of Shushan Jianzong was so rubbish. In this case, I'll let you see how the real sword technique is!"

Hearing this, Murong shivered in the weather.

A man and a woman of Jianzong in Shushan are also livid.

"What a shame! Our swordsmanship of Shushan sword school is famous in the East. It is the birthplace of Kendo myth in the eyes of the world. It can't be denied if you want to deny it! "

With a sneer, Murong Tian made another move. Although he was not as gifted as Jun Chen, his cultivation was able to suppress the children of Jun's family, which could be said to be invincible.

That is to consume, but also to kill each other.

Jun Chen said faintly: "the Kendo myth of Shushan Jianzong? I'll break the myth today. "

The voice did not fall, Jun dust suddenly disappeared in place, he used the magic shadow flash, speed to the extreme.

The only martial arts in the world are fast.

His shadow flickers, can play fast to the extreme.

In the peak period, the adult Kunpeng, famous for his speed, could not escape from his palm.

Used to deal with murongtian, the latter is lucky.

Whew! Whew!

The crowd only heard several swords roaring, and Jun Chen suddenly showed nine shadows, attacking Murong Tian from nine different directions.

This is the Yan chasing sword of the first immortal in the nine realms. A sword chases a sword. As long as the speed is fast, the nine swords will attack at the same time. There is no empty move.

In the eyes of all the people, Murong TIANLIAN has nine swords, and nine Dao sword creations appear on his body.

What a fast sword!

A lot of people can't help but comment.

Lanting's breathing also accelerated.

But she didn't think it was Jun Chen's Kendo talent, but the saint girl taught it.

She was more and more afraid of the saint.

After being hit by nine swords, Murong Tiantong's whole body twitched, but his body wound around his body and only hurt his skin, which was not fatal. He immediately said with a ferocious smile: "what's your sword skill, son? Can you kill me? "

"You can't!"

"When your powers are exhausted, I will destroy you like a dog!"

Jun Chen sneered in his heart and wanted to compare his divine power with him. His divine power was ten times more than that of the same realm.

However, this Murong day thick skin, combined with the divine power to protect the body, if the heart of defense, it is really difficult to kill.

"No, he's going to lose." Murong green cold sweat DC.

That demon is so hateful. This time she is overconfident. She is likely to lose. Her pills will be given to the woman in blue.

My heart hurts!

"The gap is too big. If there is no accident, the end is set." Ji Yiyi shakes her head, but for Jun dust, the color of worship in her eyes does not decrease.

"There is a watershed between the pulse of five gods and the pulse of six gods. He is too bold. He hopes that the loss this time can make his memory rise." Hua MengYue said.

Listening to the two women's conversation, Xu Changfeng's face was particularly ugly.

Jun Chen did not speak.

When he thought about it, he immediately urged the second layer of the magic fist.

There are five layers in total.

The first level can double your power.The second layer of Tianmo boxing can increase the magic power by three times, and exchange the quantity of magic power for the leap of quality.

Boom!

Hearing a roar, Jun Chen's external divine awn was greatly increased, which was three times stronger. At this time, the strength of his power was no less than that of the king of Wu.

"A brand new blood skill?"

"What terrible martial arts! You can actually improve your accomplishments! "

"How wonderful the saint! She can even create her own martial arts

"The talent of the saint is not in vain."

"I've decided. It's up to me. I'll visit the saint immediately. No matter how much I pay, I'll ask him to help me tailor a blood martial arts skill!"

"The saint is not a blood warrior. She is a Qi refining friar, but she can create her own blood martial arts. Does this mean that her own Qi refining and magic arts are even more rebellious?"

"The little white faced ancestral tomb is smoking and has married a saint!"

……

The blood and martial arts here are boiling with envy and jealousy.

"Hum, how about you increase your power? I'm still taller than you Murong Tian plays a cruel smile.

However, before the voice fell, Jun Chen took another shot, the same way, but the speed increased more than three times. This time, there were a lot of shadows, 33 full, 360 degree attack without dead angle.

Every sword Qi is real, and its power has increased three times.

Thirty three fell at the same time.

The world seemed to be quiet.

This is a magic sword.

A group of genius were blinded, without exception, all stood up, as if in line with Jun Chen eye salute.

In a flash, 33 swords were sent out in succession. Is this a man?

No!

This is a walking God!

Murong Tian's face was desperate and roared: "I admit defeat!"

But before he finished, one of his arms was cut off by the same root, and his blood flowed like a stream.

Murong Tian's heart suddenly turned to ashes. He knew that he had been broken. When he got down from the thirty-three sword, he would surely be separated and died.

At the critical moment, Lanting took Murong Tian away from Jun Chen's sword.

With a puff, Murong Tian burst into tears, and his pants were filled with a fishy smell. Lanting hated it and threw the latter far away.

Murongtian was grateful.

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