Chapter 34

Qingchen stood in a pile of corpses, standing between the overflowing blood. The blood of those corpses kept gathering towards his whole body. On his body, a faint red light lingered around him, until there was a tendency to transform into strong black gas.

Ground corpse and blood gas, gradually wither dry!

In front of his chest, the blood flowing crack was full of red light and finally healed with the speed visible to the naked eye under the moistening of endless blood.

"Nie Chen, launch all means to fight with me!" Qingchen opened his mouth, and the scorn in his eyes disappeared. What remained was a keen sense of war and a faint sense of admiration!

"Next, you will die!" Nie Chen's voice did not change. His attitude towards Qingchen and other enemies would not change because of other people's attitude towards themselves!

"Is it? Can you win me The arrogance of the dust suddenly reappeared in his eyebrows.

But this arrogance is not as from the previous self-confidence, but from Nie Chen's distrust of him, out of the heart of the enemy's provocation!

There is a difference between these two kinds of arrogance. One comes from inner strength, and the other comes from spontaneous anger when others question themselves.

This latter kind of arrogance, in fact, is an admission of defeat in the mentality. It is a kind of inexplicable doubt of one's own subconscious ability.

"Just now I was too light on the enemy and careless. I was hit in the same part by you all the time. Now, you don't have a chance like that again Between the dust fists, the red breath whizzed around.

The sound of Zheng Zheng sounded, but it was a flash of red light. On the top of Qingchen's head, four red swords were arranged in a row, sinking and floating, and the breath was frightening.

These four swords are blood killers at a glance. They are stained with the blood of countless people!

"In order to defeat me, you have admitted your weakness from the very beginning. Now, if you do it again, the result will be the same! " Nie dust did not show the color of contempt, but as always, cold and hoarse mouth.

"Then war!" Qingchen conceals her anger in her heart, and takes Nie dust from the cold. Nie Chen is full of evil Qi and resolutely meets him.

The two men began to repeat the physical confrontation, the roaring sound reverberated in the battlefield.

Smoke and dust, sand and gusts of breath, mixed together, forming bursts of vigorous wind, spread out!

This time, however, they did not retain any strength. Nie Chen is covered with black armor. In his body, the rolling evil gas gushes out, which blesses Nie Chen's body, making him faster, stronger and more resilient!

In his hand, the sword Qi burst out, and the black edge puffed and hissed. In coordination with his attack and body shape, the sword shadow was crisscross, like a wave, rapidly changing, and the magic Qi was clanking!

Qingchen is also doing his best. On top of his head, there are four red swords, whining excitedly and bloodthirsty, and collide with Nie Chen's sword.

And the dust of the whole body, dark red around, blessing his extremely powerful body. And that kind of breath, integrated into his fists and feet, just like the skills just displayed, combined with his martial arts skills, hidden murders, not showing the edge!

"It's hard to predict which is stronger or weaker, but Nie Chen, you won't lose!" In zique's mind, he recalled Nie Chen's former toughness, clenched his fists and said sonorously.

"Qingchen is really strong, but in terms of rousen, the strength of the two men is equal." After observing for a long time, Fang Mu finally said, "but those four swords made me feel a kind of dangerous Qi!"

"Be careful, Nie Chen!" Purple wind did not open his mouth, carefully looking at the changes in the battlefield, in his heart, as if in prayer.

"You must win Many slaves, the color of hope in their eyes, turned into the fire of desire, forming a sound wave of cheering and refueling, which was exciting.

"The dust is really strong..." But many people, are shocked, Mu Lu sighed.

These slaves, who used to be monks, could naturally compare themselves with themselves, but they knew clearly that they were not the opponents of the dust!

"Nie Chen is no weaker than him. What is the result of the battle between the two dust?"

"Pray, our life and death will be decided by the outcome of this battle..." Some of the more sober slaves watched eagerly what was going on in the battlefield, though they could only see the shadows of swords crisscrossing across and over, and the shadows moving rapidly and sometimes interlacing.

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"Ha ha, you won't have the chance to tear the wound that you desire. How can you defeat me?" Qingchen's fist, no longer so light and fluttering, but has become a bit domineering, with some big ingenious meaning.

On the contrary, Nie Chen is still cautious, as in the beginning, some are passive. He is not only afraid of the opponent's fist, but also seriously avoid Qingchen's four sharp swords!

These four swords are special. They are very fast and penetrating. Just a moment ago, one of the swords crossed his shoulder and broke the black armor on his body.However, although he was passive, he did not show any panic. Between his fists and feet, the black sword awn stretched and stretched orderly, which was frightening. Occasionally, the sword awn disappeared and became a simple fist attack. Such a way of fighting also makes it impossible to defend against the dust. Sometimes it seems a little unprepared!

After three years of being a slave, Nie Chen fought again in Qing Dynasty. Although I haven't practiced for three years, I haven't fallen behind at all.

He knew clearly that it was impossible for this mortal body to break through such a small wound as before. In this way, it would be very difficult to defeat him.

He simply no longer careful, no longer clever, but the Epee without a front, he also began to do his best to attack, to fight!

One is surrounded by black air, another is full of dark red air. Nie Chen's battle gradually became the collision of pure strength. For a moment, none of them could do anything about it!

But in the end, the four swords of Qingchen were too terrible. Under the control of Qingchen, the speed became faster and faster. Finally, with a whoosh, they broke the black thunder armor covering Nie Chen's left shoulder.

After this sword, there were three sharp swords coming. It happened that Qingchen had already approached Nie Chen's eyes, and one blow just hit the place where his thunder armor was broken.

Nie Chen had no time to look around. When he blocked the three swords with his sword spirit, he ate the fist of Qingchen. This fist contains the skill used to clean up the dust before. A red breath suddenly invades Nie Chen's left shoulder and instantly numbs!

Dang!

The Four Swords stabbed again, and smashed the thunder armor on Nie Chen's chest directly in the short numbness of Nie Chen. Although after that, the four swords were unable to continue piercing Nie Chen, they created a chance for him to hurt Nie Chen again!

Nie Chen's chest, heavily ate Qingchen suddenly kicked to a foot, a mouthful of blood coughed up, he lay back to fly back and fly away, almost fell in the dust.

"This is the strength of the cultivation of immortality. The suppression of magic weapons and techniques often makes the warrior despair!" The square wood looks dignified and full of anxiety.

"But the pure dust is not only stronger than the fairyland, its flesh body is comparable to, or even far superior to, the martial arts. It's a bit terrifying." Fang Mu recalled the process of being subdued by the dust at will, but he still couldn't believe it.

"Nie Chen, you will win. If you persist, there is only one last hurdle left. Our plan will succeed." Zifeng's body was shaking, his eyes were full of expectations, and his teeth bit his lips. "If it wasn't for the injuries three years ago and a few days ago, how could I let you fight alone?"

"You can't lose, elder martial brother Nie Chen!" Zique spoke loudly.

"Hold on, brother!"

"Nie Chen, Nie Chen, Nie Chen..."

Once again, the slave groups united and issued the voice of support like waves and thunder. Although this may not help, Nie Chen was still inspired by it!

A person may not lack courage, but the care of others can turn his courage into a kind of warm self-confidence, and this kind of self-confidence often plays an indescribable role in combat!

A person who has no self-confidence, even if he is strong, may be defeated in the hands of people who are even weaker than themselves!

"I've been practicing these four swords for many years, and I'm closely associated with them. It can be said that people and swords are one." Qingchen stood still and stood there with a dark red light flashing, just like a God in awe.

"As I said, you will never have a chance to tear the hole you want in me. But in addition to that way, how else can you beat me up? Beat me? " Qingchen's eyes twinkle with a sense of excitement, which comes from the joy of fighting, and the excitement of regaining self-confidence and pride!

Qingchen's four killing swords are floating on his head, with a red air connecting Qingchen's body. It looks like it is full of blood evil spirit, but it is really closely connected with his body. The human sword is one!

"This red breath is extremely domineering. Compared with my evil spirit, it is still inferior to me!" Nie Chen's eyes twinkled. While he was looking at Qingchen, he quickly dissolved the red breath from Qingchen's fist, which was left on his shoulder and paralyzed him.

"I won't give you a chance. It's time to end it!" Qingchen sees that Nie Chen is healing and has a deep understanding of his recovery ability, so she doesn't want to give him a little chance.

Nie Chen saw Qingchen flying, but he didn't directly go to the hard regret, but quickly retreated, constantly dodging, temporarily dodging the edge and attack of Qingchen!

"It seems that it is impossible for us to have a protracted war." Nie Chen retreats quickly and talks to himself in his heart.

Since he knew that he could not defeat Qingchen in a way that could not be torn, he had already made another plan.

He knew that the reason why the pure body was so powerful was that it depended on a lot of aura and blood food. But qingjue pulse is not as good as Ziyang's, because he concluded that Qingchen's aura reserves are not much!

Therefore, he planned to fight a long-term war with the advantages of his massive strength and resilience to bring down the dust, but at present, it is no good!Because Nie Chen clearly felt the four swords, he was strangely absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. However, most of the aura came from the bottom of the valley, which had devoured many slaves in the red fog pit!

The smell of the red fog in the pit was the same as that of the dust. It should be the place he had prepared for gathering the blood of the slaves after their death for cultivation.

Although there are only one tenth of the slaves who fall into the pit and die, one tenth of the slaves' blood is also a terrible amount.

Because of the little sword, Qingchen has been getting blood supplement from the pit of red fog, so Qingchen is not afraid of a long-term war!

"Well, what's the matter? Don't you say I'll die soon Qingchen pressed step by step and didn't want to give Nie Chen a chance.

With the cooperation of four swords, he finally kicked Nie Chen in his chest. He directly kicked Nie Chen down from the height of a battle, smashed him into the ground, and sank a foot deep. The dust and debris burst up, which was half a foot high!

"Oh Nie Chen spat out blood, very embarrassed, his body trembling, chest paralysis, difficult to move!

"You lost!" Qingchen fell into the sky and stood on the ground, looking down at Nie Chen, who was deeply trapped in the ground. "I don't know why you don't use the jade lotus platform. I think it's the lotus platform that can't be used to fight at our level except to deter the weak."

Qingchen really guessed it right. The jade lotus terrace and Nie Chen only mastered the function of flying instead of walking and storing things!

If Qinglian could be seen fighting with the jade lotus platform that day, he might be able to do it now; but if it is, maybe he can't win the jade lotus platform and come back alive to fight against the pure dust.