Chapter 1901

Su Chen's chest was suffocated, and he only felt a sharp pain in his chest. Before he could react, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

The strong coercion of the pure yang stage suppressed his head, Su Chen was startled, and looked up, Ruitian's indistinguishable face was looking at him indifferently.

Some green vines have been cut off by something, but the places where the cuts are broken are constantly gathering spiritual energy and are recovering on their own.

Ruitian didn't know when he was advanced, and the fierce spiritual power of the pure yang stage enveloped the four directions, and even lifted the entire cage made up of green vines and flew him into the air.

Su Chen looked down slowly. Seeing the cold long sword in Ruitian's hand, he said lightly, "Good sword."

Ruitian's eyes moved slightly, Su Chen's words just now seemed familiar. The first time they met, Su Chen said the same words, the same tone, the same expression, exactly.

Su Chen was injured on his chest, but his expression was calm at this time, his spiritual power was surging, and he could not see any sign of depression at all.

The phantom behind it is looming. It turned out to be a little clearer than before, Ruitian felt a sense of loss, and the hostility that had just been suppressed instantly flooded his eyes.

In the beginning, he really just planned to exchange ideas. After all, on Fuxi Mountain, he lost to a Nascent Soul stage for no reason, and he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

What's more, Su Chen's kung fu is really weird, and he can't forget it all the time. After thinking about it for several days, he still can't figure out what went wrong.

The more he tortured, the deeper the obsession in his heart became. Ruitian always felt that he was the only genius with outstanding talent in this world, even those disciples of the hermit sect were also incomparable to him.

Of course, he didn't have such confidence since he was a child, but his master gave him such confidence. The master is the suzerain of Xuanqing Sect, so he naturally knows the strength of those hermit sects. Those hidden sects are very important.

Rui Tian never doubted himself, so he couldn't let go of being defeated by a Nascent Soul kid in full view.

Seeing Su Chen again, the obsession in his heart could no longer be suppressed, no matter what method he had, he had to prove himself.

There is only one thought in his mind, and that is to re-compete in front of everyone. Only by defeating Su Chen in front of everyone can he overcome his inner demons and overcome the obsession in his heart.

However, the phantom behind Su Chen gave him a blow to the head. He was the only extremely cold body in the millennium. Even so, he couldn't attract the ancient god's shadow. How did you do it?

Ruitian couldn't figure it out, if the master was here, he really wanted to ask if what the master said before was true or not. Is his extremely cold body, which is rare in a thousand years, really so worthless?

Why is God so unfair?

This kid is just a disciple from a small sect who is not popular. He has just stepped into the Nascent Soul stage, and he is not even considered the peak of the Nascent Soul. How could he be able to attract the ancient gods?

Then what is he?

The master kept saying that he was blessed by the heavens, that he was able to successfully pass through two thunder tribulations at a young age, successfully entered the pure yang stage, and was able to solidify his cultivation in a short period of time, which is absolutely unique.

Then why did they lose to a Nascent Soul Stage twice?

Is the so-called "no one in a million" just a boast of the master?

A dark tide surged suddenly in an unremarkable corner of Ruitian's heart, where his unwillingness and resentment condensed. Condensing his despair, it slowly transformed into more and more hostility.

What promises, what discussions, what morality, all were left behind by him.

He only saw that figure in his eyes, as if it was integrated with the world, arousing the ancient phantom, faintly exuding the prehistoric aura. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Why does he have to bear these?

God is not benevolent, even if he came to this world to bear the name of this genius, then he has to ask this god, why did he give him this cruel test? !

Hostile energy surged all over his body, Rui Tian swung his sword, and the vines snapped in response, his whole body surged with spiritual power, and instantly rose up.

In the next moment, he saw Su Chen spitting blood, his body shaking, and the hostility in his eyes quickly receded, but he didn't put down the long sword in his hand.

Why is Su Chen still so indifferent?

He is obviously just a weak Nascent Soul Stage. But it looks like the master of this world stands casually between the heaven and the earth, as if he has merged with this space.

Ruitian exerted force unconsciously with his fingers, and the long sword seemed to sense the master's thoughts, and made a clang. Spiritual power is like a rainbow!

Su Chen calmly raised his index finger and looked directly at Ruitian, "The time for a stick of incense is over."

Ruitian remained silent, but the firmness in his eyes gradually gathered. But Su Chen frowned.

"The time for a stick of incense is just starting now," Rui Tian's voice was a little hoarse, with a faint hint of fierceness, "As long as you survive this stick of incense, you will win."

"...You intend to backtrack on what you said." Su Chen said.

"You and I only agreed on a time for a stick of incense, but we didn't agree on when it will start." Ruitian said.

"It's really shameless." Su Chen sneered.

"No need to talk nonsense, let's start now." Rui Tian slowly raised his long sword, and his spiritual power instantly covered his whole body.

The extreme cold air enveloped several meters in front of him instantly, and the green vines instantly lost their vitality, turning into strips of green ice crystals, falling from the sky.

Su Chen had cut off his spiritual power the moment he was injured just now, and it was not surprising that the green vines were instantly broken.

He took a deep look at Ruitian, and said sarcastically, "You and your master are really in the same line."

"boom!"

When Ruitian heard this, he just glanced at him lightly, and swung his long sword forward. A majestic sword energy came straight to his face.

Su Chen tapped his feet, and retreated more than ten meters back lightly. The sword energy swept past him, cut through a corner of his clothes, and slowly fell to the ground.

He lowered his eyes and glanced, and slowly looked at the aloof Ruitian, with the corners of his mouth pursed, he said meaningfully: "Xuanqingzong, the head of the immortal sect, really opened my eyes."

Ruitian didn't answer, and swung forward with the same sword, this time the sword energy was even stronger, faintly carrying a shocking murderous aura.

Nan Linfeng was shocked, but only for a short time, and then he reacted but did not stop him.

His eyes were filled with emotions, but in the end he sighed softly, and said to himself in a low voice: "There is a heart demon, if your master is here, I'm afraid you won't let him go."

Startled by the lingering sword energy, Hong Mingshou suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. When he saw that one of them was Su Chen, his eyes widened.