Chapter 227

Luo QianChuan stared at his opponent, and his breath gradually became sharp. The whole person was like a peerless sword, revealing his peerless edge.

Buzz!

The long sword clanked and buzzed, shaking in the sky. Luo QianChuan's body suddenly disappeared in place, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

A sharp color flashed in the eye of the wind roaring sky. The thunder awn was covered on the right fist. With a sudden blow, it blew out in a certain direction. It was as unstoppable as an ancient giant beast. The void turned around. Suddenly, a human shadow shot out in that space, cut out a sword light, released infinite sword power, divided the thunder awn into two and dissipated.

"Can you hide?" Feng Xiaotian looked at Luo QianChuan walking in another direction, and a sneer was aroused at the corners of his mouth. He continued to blow out the fist of thunder. The attack was extremely sharp and continuous. He saw that the void that Luo QianChuan had stayed before collapsed and burst like a sound.

Luo QianChuan's face was rather ugly. Suddenly, he turned around. There was a terrible sword in his eyes. He killed his eyes, which seemed to contain heaven and earth.

However, Feng Xiaotian was not afraid. His eyes also looked at Luo QianChuan. His eyes glittered with the light of thunder and showed the power of destruction. Luo QianChuan only felt that his soul was stimulated by thunder.

"Your artistic conception power is too weak." The wind roared and the sky was indifferent. He stepped forward and his palm trembled. The space where Luo QianChuan was located was covered by thunder. Countless thunder snakes fell and covered the sky and earth. Luo QianChuan was to be buried in it.

"Is this the real strength of Feng Xiaotian?" The crowd stared at the scene, and their hearts jumped wildly. It was obvious that he had left his hand in the fight with Xuanmiao just now. Unexpectedly, the outbreak was so terrible.

"No, how could it be?" Mengyulan's face was as pale as paper at this time, and she was nervous and speechless. Every punch from the wind roaring sky seemed to hit her hard in the heart, which was very uncomfortable.

Qin Xuan looked at mengyulan and saw that she was helpless and haggard at this time, but there was no sympathy in her heart. She loved Luo QianChuan only because of Luo QianChuan's fame and talent. She determined her love without too much observation. She loved vanity. She should have thought of such an end as today.

Behind Luo QianChuan, there was a virtual shadow of a sword, which was shining brightly. It was the third yuan soul. However, as soon as the yuan soul was summoned, it was violently turbulent, as if it was bearing the power of the limit and could not play a role at all.

"Your third soul is the fourth level, while mine is the fifth level. What do you take to fight me?" Feng Xiaotian rose up in the air, stood in the void, looked down at Luo QianChuan and said proudly.

In an instant, the body of Feng Xiaotian burst into light. There was also a brilliance shining out. It was a thunder beast. It was tall and dignified. It was shrouded by the power of thunder. The yuan soul of Biluo QianChuan was unknown to be powerful. Among them, it was filled with the threat of terrible thunder, which made people feel suffocated.

"The yuan soul of Xiaotian is very good. The young generation is already a leader. Except for the most outstanding people in the seven main cities, he should be in the forefront." The Yellow robed man gave a rare compliment. Obviously, Feng Xiaotian's talent was enough to move him.

"The fifth level of thunder yuan soul." A strange color flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. The thunder yuan soul of the wind roaring sky is the fifth level, so it has such power. His thunder yuan soul comes from the sixth level, and how powerful should it be?

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan was looking forward to it and felt a rush to fight a big war.

"Is this the third soul of fengxiaotian? It's the fifth level. It's terrible. No wonder he has the strength to crush luoqianchuan and Xuanmiao!"

"The third soul is the fifth level. The future of the wind roaring sky is unlimited!"

"Worthy of being the first person in Changfeng City, I'm afraid it's no less than the Tianjiao of the seven main cities!"

One exclamation after another, mostly praising the peerless style of the wind roaring sky. As for luoqianchuan, it was directly ignored by them.

Even the talented people of dreamers marveled at the strength of fengxiaotian, and they were filled with emotion. Although luoqianchuan was also strong, it was still far from fengxiaotian.

The sound of everyone's talk spread to Luo QianChuan's ears word by word, which made his face extremely blue. When did he suffer such humiliation from birth to now, and his anger gushed out uncontrollably, just like a volcanic eruption.

"You die!" Luo QianChuan spits out a sharp sword, and a strong and sharp sword intention shoots out of him. The artistic conception of the sword behind him becomes crazy and becomes larger, straight into the sky. The sword power covers the vast void and cuts through the thunder field of the wind roaring sky.

"Huh?" The crowd suddenly showed surprise. Is Luo QianChuan going to turn defeat into victory?

"Dying struggle, since you want to die, don't blame me for being ruthless!" A sense of erasure flashed in the eyes of the wind roaring sky. The eyes were like falling into an ice cave.

A thunder curtain suddenly appeared behind Feng Xiaotian. The endless thunder light flowed on it. His palm waved forward. The thunder curtain rolled down in an instant, threatening the power of destroying the sky and the earth. A harsh roar came from the void, which made people's heart and soul turbulent.

Luo QianChuan raised his head and looked at the thunder curtain falling from the sky. The virtual shadow of the sword behind was urged to the extreme. The radiance of the sword spread all over the world. He saw the ancient sword rising into the sky and stabbing on the thunder curtain at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the void seemed to stand still, and the thunder curtain and ancient sword across the air also stopped there. However, the power on it was still so terrible, and two different energies rushed madly to the other side to compete with each other.

The hearts of all people also stopped beating and stared at the scene in the void. They were silent and quiet.

Mengquan was extremely dignified and nervous. This blow was a decisive blow. Although he directly told him what the final result would be, he was still very unwilling. He would never bow his head and admit defeat before the last moment.

However, the ending is always unexpected.

Just listen to a slight sound, as if something is broken. Countless people's pupils suddenly shrink and stare at the artistic conception of the sword. The sound just now seems to come from there.

Is QianChuan going to be defeated?

Sure enough, the next second, a crack suddenly appeared on the virtual shadow of the sword, and then the crack became larger and larger, dense, until the whole shadow of the sword was everywhere. Only a loud bang, the shadow of the sword exploded, turned into stars in the sky, and floated in the air, which was extremely beautiful and gorgeous.

However, at the moment, no one is in the mood to enjoy the scenery. Everyone's eyes are looking at the voice in the center of the battle platform, showing awe.

"For your sake, I won't kill you. Go away." Feng Xiaotian glanced at Luo QianChuan indifferently and said casually.

Luo QianChuan felt ashamed when he heard this. His face turned blue and white. He boasted of genius and was arrogant. He didn't expect to rely on his family to save his life in the end, which was the biggest humiliation for him.

Even if the family did not investigate his fault, the failure had left an indelible shadow in his heart. If there was no great opportunity, his lifelong cultivation would probably stop at the Yuan government.

In this war, he lost completely.

Mengquan looked at Luo QianChuan standing lonely in place, couldn't help sighing, his eyes closed slowly, and his severe face showed an extremely sad color.

He was wrong after all, because his mistake not only made the dreamer lose face, but also sent Hongxue into the mouth of the tiger and wolf. He was extremely regretful in his heart. However, it was so far and irreparable.

Under the gaze of all kinds of eyes, Luo QianChuan walked down the Dragon battle platform, but he didn't leave directly. Instead, he went to Mengfu people, but came to mengyulan and sighed, "Lan'er, I'm sorry, I..."

"QianChuan, don't blame yourself too much. You've tried your best." Mengyulan reached out to touch Luo QianChuan's face and whispered. No one found that there was a faint cold light in Luo QianChuan's eyes.

"In the future, it's better to keep a low profile, otherwise it will hurt to hit your face." Qin Xuan said faintly. I don't know who he said it to.

Mengyulan's face was suddenly cold. Luo QianChuan lost. She was already very unhappy. Qin Xuan even said sarcasm, which was a naked humiliation to her!

She suddenly looked at Qin Xuan and said, "what are you? What qualifications do you have to tell QianChuan and get out of the dream house!"

"To tell you the truth, who was the one who boasted that the wind roared and the sky was vulnerable. Did you forget so soon to become the first genius of Changfeng city?" Qin Xuan retorted impolitely, "also, if you were married to Feng Fu, would you still protect him like this?"

"If I guess correctly, the man around you is thinking about how to marry you as soon as possible and establish his position in the dream family, so that he can explain to his family. After all, he enjoys the preferential treatment of two families at the same time. Who will refuse such good things?" Qin Xuan added.

Qin Xuan's words were sharp and his words killed his heart. Mengyulan didn't know how to refute for a moment, and was restrained by his momentum.

Menghongxue looked at Qin Xuan with a flash of surprise. Why did Qin Xuan suddenly become so strong?

Mengyulan thought of what Qin Xuan had just said, Jiao The body could not help trembling. He looked at Luo QianChuan and asked uncertainly, "QianChuan, do you really think so?"

Luo QianChuan's look changed slightly, then showed a smile and whispered to Meng Yulan: "naturally, a servant who repeatedly provoked the dignity of others can say anything good. I think he doesn't want to be dismissed by the dreamer, so he deliberately threw a stone at me."

"Your face is really thick. Didn't it hurt just now?" Qin Xuan said with a sarcastic smile. After seeing through Luo QianChuan's disguise, he felt that this man was extremely shameless.