Chapter 968: A draw

"I wonder if this Qiang Wujue can beat the opponent?"
Lu Chen thought so and looked at Qiang Wujue.
The latter looked solemn.
"The two elders, let the disciples take action." Li Chenggong stepped out and said respectfully.
"Lee Chenggong?"
Li Bianchuan and Wang Shan looked at him.
Lu Chen nodded slightly. He had seen Li Chenggong's strength with his own eyes. The fifth stage of the general life and death portal was not his opponent at all. If he faced Zhang Yan, the odds of winning were indeed greater.
But Qiang Wujue's face sank and asked, "Li Chenggong, do you look down on me? Do you think I will lose to that Zhang Yan?"
"The two elders, the disciples have no intention of this." Li Chenggong said hurriedly.
"The two elders, disciple Qiang Wujue invites Zhang Yan to fight. If he fails, his disciple is willing to be punished." Qiang Wujue said righteously.
Everyone has self-esteem, especially the arrogant figure like Qiang Wujue, who naturally doesn't want to be looked down upon.
He wants to defeat Zhang Yan to prove his strength.
"Okay, you go."
Li Bianchuan and Wang Shan exchanged glances, then nodded, allowing Qiang Wujue to fight Zhang Yan.
Qiang Wujue immediately glanced at Li Chenggong, snorted, and moved his feet, eliciting a violent force, setting off a glow, and rushing to the battlefield.
"The power of blood? No, this is the power of killing." Lu Chen said in shock.
Killing power is also one of the extremely difficult powers to cultivate, and it needs to be cultivated with killing air.
Most cultivators have a long history of killing;
Judging from the killing power of Qiang Wujue, this person probably killed a lot of people.
Moreover, Qiang Wujue cultivated his killing power alone, and his strength might not be weak, and he might be able to compete with that Zhang Yan.
Li Bianchuan also nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Li Chenggong retreated.
Ji Tianshu did not speak, and turned to look at the battle platform.
Neither Qiang Wujue nor Zhang Yan are weak. I am afraid this battle will be very exciting.
"Zhang Yan, I am inexhaustible to fight you, let's take action."
Qiang Wujue's voice was huge, no different from Hong Zhong, and it pierced people's minds.
Around him, there was a dark red slaughter atmosphere, showing the atmosphere of killing and killing, there was the sound of gold and iron horses, as if there were thousands of troops and horses running, and the faint-hearted would tremble when they saw it.
"Qiang Wujue? Never heard of this name, but no matter who you are, you will be defeated by Zhang Yan."
But Zhang Yan's face was sinking like water, his eyes were exceptionally cold, and the air of death and darkness lingered around him, condensed but not scattered, like a of death walking out of hell.
"Arrogant!"
Upon seeing this, Qiang Wujue's expression sank, and he walked towards Zhang Yan.
Under his feet, there was blood light.
"Heaven Killing Sword, cut it for me!"
Qiang Wujue leopard head bears body, strong body, a pair of tiger eyes showing the light of killing, aggressive.
A dark red sword flew out of his hand, and with a "swish", an arc of blood was drawn in the air, and it slashed towards Zhang Yan, followed by a crackling sound.
The killing air quickly spread.
This reminded Lu Chen of Yang Shaoqi.
It seems that this person is also cultivating killing power, but compared to this Qiang Infinity, it seems to be more fierce and more capable of extinction.
It seems that Yang Shaoqi is not practicing ordinary swordsmanship, but I don't know where he is?
I'm afraid it is still in Tamron Continent, right?
Lu Chen thought secretly.
However, no matter how strong Yang Shaoqi is, he still cannot match him, let alone defeat Qiang Wuju.
Therefore, Lu Chen quickly waved away the thought and turned to look at Zhang Yan.
Don't know how many powerful methods the other party has?
You know, this is an opportunity for Lu Chen to open his eyes, and he has no reason to give up.
Of course, the most important thing is that he has completely memorized the pattern on the column. If he understands more later, he can display it. That's why he has this idle time.
"Hei Mingdao, go!"
But seeing Zhang Yan calm, his eyes were silent like a cold pool, with a wave of his right hand, the pitch-black long knife rushed into the sky, and then fell like a Heihe sky, with a "clang" sound, he struck together with Qiang's inexhaustible heavenly killing sword.
The sound of the bang suddenly became a big deal, and the two figures intertwined, leaving only an afterimage on the battle platform, making it difficult to see.
But Lu Chen was able to infer from the spreading power of killing, darkness, and death that both Qiang Wuju and Zhang Yan had exerted ten percent of their power.
This is mainly because Qiang Wujue didn't keep his hands from the beginning and did his best.
The purpose is to defeat Zhang Yan so that Li Chenggong dare not despise himself.
And Qiang Wujue did have this strength, and after a long fight, he didn't even let Zhang Yan get half a bargain.
The two powers of death and darkness he cultivated did not have the power to kill the infinite.
Moreover, in the four directions of Qiang Wuju, the killing energy surged, condensing four blood shadows, holding a blood sword exactly like the Heavenly Killing Sword, moving with Qiang Wujue's figure and moving, and hitting fiercely. Zhang Yan.
"Unexpectedly, your strength is not weak, it seems that I underestimated you." Zhang Yan said.
"Underestimate me?"
Qiang Wujue sneered coldly, and then laughed wildly: "Then I will let you know and underestimate my consequences."
"Hmph, don't be too proud of you too early, first pick me up with an extinction sword technique."
Zhang Yan was also aroused in anger, and immediately snorted and raised his hand to shoot out the black sword. The cold death air filled, death patterns and death runes rushed out, and an extinction air spread.
As the Extinction Sword Technique was exhibited by him, there was no life in the air, as if all had died under the Extinction Sword Technique.
The Heavenly Slaughter Sword in Qiang Wujue's hands rang loudly, his sturdy body vibrated, and his chest undulated.
But he didn't take a step back, and shouted: "The Quartet Lore!"
The air of killing suddenly rushed out from under the Heavenly Killing Sword, and the dark red brilliance rose up, and countless killing patterns appeared, exuding a pungent blood, and a killing scene emerged.
Above Qiang Wujue's head, there are screams of killing, screams and cries of pain intertwined, like a tragic song, everywhere is the scene of corpses running across the field, blood flowing into rivers.
"This swordsmanship seems to be able to affect the spirit of the practitioner."
Seeing this, Lu Chen frowned slightly, and it seemed that he still looked down upon the gods of God Realm.
At least, Qiang Wujue's four-sided lore swordsmanship is not weak.
Zhang Yan's extinction sword technique could not be suppressed.
"The origin of death, now!"
But at this moment, Zhang Yan actually uttered a divine sound, and the space rang out, as if it had penetrated the defensive array, and a large swath of death rushed towards Zhang Yan.
"The origin of death?"
"This Yan actually understood the origin of death."
"Qiang Wujue is in trouble."
When Ji Tianshu saw this, they were shocked at Zhang Yan's understanding of the origin of death.
Li Bianchuan also showed solemn expressions.
"I am afraid that this Yan has also gotten a lot of opportunities, otherwise, he would not understand the origin of death." Lu Chen said softly.
"Do you think Qiang Wuju can beat him?"
At this moment, a woman's voice came from Lu Chen's ear.
Lu Chen looked at it and didn't expect it to be Zhao Tianyue.
She smiled at Lu Chen.
"If he has other cards, the outcome will be between five and five." Lu Chen said.
"Really?" Zhao Tianyue nodded gently, as if agreeing with Lu Chen's words.
But what Lu Chen didn't expect was that she actually asked, "Lu Chen, if it were you, what is the chance of winning?"
"do not know."
Lu Chen was a little surprised why this woman would ask herself, but still shook her head decisively.
"Hehe, I think you can beat him." Zhao Tianyue smiled.
"Me? This is hard to say." Lu Chen said.
"You are too cautious." Zhao Tianyue said.
"cautious?"
Lu Chen couldn't deny a smile, thinking in his heart that if he was not cautious, he might have already died.
Zhao Tianyue didn't say much when she saw this, but she stood beside Lu Chen and didn't mean to leave.
This surprised Lu Chen.
Seeing this, Ji Tianshu was a little confused, but didn't ask much, and continued to watch the match between Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan.
"Boom!"
At this moment, there was a loud noise, and Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan separated at the same time.
Blood spattered out.
When everyone saw it, they were shocked and saw that the clothes on Qiang Wujue's chest had been torn, and there was a knife mark on his chest, blood oozing out.
However, on Zhang Yan's right arm, there was also a sword mark, and the blood dropped down.
Both Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan were both injured.
This surprised Lu Chen.
He looked at that Qiang Wujue with a slightly surprised look, then looked at Zhang Yan, who chuckled and said: "What a madman, but happy, because I haven't encountered an opponent like you who is not afraid of death for a long time. Up."
"You are not bad either." Qiang Wujue laughed.
On his Heavenly Killing Sword, the blood belonging to Zhang Yan was dripping.
"Come again!"
Zhang Yan gave a low shout, his black hair fluttered, and he wielded a black sword that was also stained with Qiang Wujue's blood, and rushed forward, and the two powers of death and darkness were madly rhymed, like waves rolling towards Qiang Wujue.
At this time, the sound of "dongdongdongdong" suddenly came from the feet of Qiang Wujue, such as the sound of the sky, the sound of drums, and the sound of bells, deafening.
But seeing him stepping on the battle platform, the light of killing on his body boiled, like a scarlet giant, holding the sword of heaven, facing Zhang Yan, his eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted:
"Qian Yuan Slaughter!"
As soon as this swordsmanship came out, the scene of the heavens and the earth changed, as if the heavens and the earth had changed colors, turning into the air of killing, sweeping across all directions, and countless shadows of killing rushed towards Zhang Yan.
"Black sky desperation!"
At the same time, Zhang Yan also let out a low drink, his voice was cold, countless deaths and dark light patterns derive from the black sword, shaped like a black Luo Tian, ​​showing the mystery of death and darkness.
With a loud bang, the swordsmanship and swordsmanship performed by the two collided together. The sound was earth-shattering, the battle platform shook, and countless blood and black lines were rushed into the atmosphere of killing and death.
After a while, blood sputtered out, and the blood spattered down, appearing unusually dazzling on the raging battle platform.
Both Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan could not be seen clearly.
"boom!"
But at this moment, there was a loud noise, and Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan flew upside down at the same time, each spurting blood, bringing out a blood mark, and falling to both ends of the battle platform.
When everyone saw this, there was a moment of silence.
Lu Chen was also a little stunned. He didn't expect that this competition would end in a loss for both sides.
Li Bianchuan, Wang Shan, and Yuan Hong and Yan Chunfeng of Shendao Sect were also a little surprised. After all, they had gone through four matches and all had their winners and losers. It was the turn of Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan, both of them were hurt.
"A draw!" Yan Chunfeng said.
"Okay." Li Bianchuan nodded, agreeing with Yan Chunfeng's opinion.
This time the two contests of the top ten newly promoted disciples, although this did not happen, but in the past, they did appear in the contests, and they were all tied.
Therefore, both sides let Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan step down.
"Next time I will beat you."
"Hehe, I look forward to this day."
Qiang Wujue and Zhang Yan looked at each other, and both put aside their cruel words, and refused to accept either.
Especially Qiang Wujue, after stepping down, he hummed softly at Li Chenggong, as if, besides, I did not lose to Zhang Yan.