Chapter 52: Youth Moon Shadow

"Since you have to send me this mysterious soul, I will accept it." Zhang He’s eyes looked at the moonshadow knife in the rock, and said madly.
Xiao Chen waved his hand and made a strong effort to re-hold the moonshadow knife in the rock, and said: "I want your handle sword."
Zhang He's face changed, this Cheng Jian sword is also a high-level soul soldier, is the treasure of their family Zhang family. After he reached the realm of the martial arts, the family gave him the shadow sword. I don’t think that Xiao Chen actually wanted to take him away.
It’s just too infatuating. The inheritance of his Zhang family is not a general soul. Many people have not succeeded in playing it for hundreds of years.
Zhang He sneered: "A big tone, I really want my shadow sword, do you have a life to take it?"
"This guy must be crazy, win Zhang Wu, has already helped them win some prestige, and at this moment they dare to challenge Zhang He."
"The whole situation of the two men is a big realm. This gap is absolutely irreparable for foreigners, unless he has a martial art, or a soldier."
"Days of martial arts? Is it possible? Swordsman has only one low-level martial art as a heritage. How can a Xiao family be there?"
"Even if there is, with his realm, it is also the end of the same."
The two people on the stage did not pay attention to it. Under the voice of the discussion, after the contract was signed by the lord, the duel began.
The two people's identities are somewhat special, and the gunpowder tastes on both sides is full. The lord is afraid that the two will fight the real fire and go forward: "I am saying once, after one party abstains, the other party must never kill, otherwise I will personally Shoot."
This lord looks ordinary, but in fact, in the city of Mohe, the people who dare to open up. At least there is a big martial artist's cultivation, or else you can call a singer if you come alone, and there is no need to put it down.
The two of them are not too concerned about the words of the Lord, and such people are not stupid. It will never really kill the other party, it will only let the two families fight in advance, and at most will only abolish the other party's cultivation.
On the top of the ring, the two are in a corner, staring at each other, are brewing and killing, just waiting for the moment of the most powerful shot.
The momentum of the two is constantly fighting against anxiety in the air. Although the body has not moved, the invisible battle has already begun. What surprised Zhang He was that Xiao Chen’s momentum was actually not weaker than him. He could not completely suppress him.
Underneath everyone is also surprised that the realm of Xiao Chen can actually fight against Zhang He and not fall, this battle may not be a one-sided situation.
"Xiao Jian, the realm of the next martial arts teacher can't even touch my clothes. Do you think that you will have a chance for a Chinese warrior?" Seeing the momentum can't overwhelm Xiao Chen, Zhang He will speak out against Xiao Chen, hoping to Looking for his flaws.
Xiao Chen is not the kind of brainless person of Xiao Jian. Naturally, he knows what Zhang He is playing. He said with a sigh: "When I am a warrior, I can beat you to vomit blood. Now I am promoted to the Chinese Warrior. I want to It’s impossible to kill you."
Zhang He smiled faintly: "Do you think that you can pass on the sacred places, you can slash against the sky, and cross the border to challenge the strong? 昊天剑气不出了, actually it is really a block."
"Is it a block, I have to fight it before I know it." Xiao Chen said coldly, decided to take the lead.
After all, there is a gap between him and Zhang He’s realm. If he continues to squat for a long time, he will definitely show his own flaws first, and it is very likely that he will be killed by the other side.
Thunder!
A thunder, Xiao Chen suddenly appeared behind Zhang He, the moon shadow knife crossed a black knife shadow in the air, lightning-like squatting Zhang He.
At the moment when Xiao Chen disappeared, Zhang He felt that it was not right. After hearing the thunder, he immediately understood the position of Xiao Chen’s landing.
With his hands open, his lower limbs are slightly flexed, and he suddenly slams into the ground. He can still see behind him, and there is no shadow in the big pen.
"This is the famous body of the sword elders, the Tianpeng wings, the legendary training to Dacheng, you can travel around the world, breathing between, flying thousands of miles." Under the knowledgeable people said.
"Just Xiao Jian is because of this body method, and even the clothes corner of Zhang He can not be touched. I thought that the secret technique that Xiao Chen had just displayed can solve the dilemma of Xiao Jian. It seems that it is not good." Someone sighed.
Leaping leap, did not fall in the air, turned out to be a strange turn, like a giant bird, flew toward Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's brows are slightly wrinkled, and his heart is dark and shocked. Sure enough, it can make people realize a short flight from the ground. It seems that the legend about it is also very elegant.
boom!
I can't think too much, Zhang He's speed is extremely fast, and the two people are on the right side.
Xiao Chen is lower than Zhang in the realm. Although he relies on the Qinglong Wuhun, the power of the world, he can exert his power beyond his own realm.
However, there is no more advanced soul soldier in the hands, and the power of the Qinglong Wuhun cannot be fully exerted. In the competition of absolute power, it is still slightly less than Zhang He.
In addition to Zhang He’s use of the ceiling to spread his wings, this sword, which has no upper body volley, has its power and has touched the edge of the big martial artist.
The swords touched each other, and the enormous power uploaded by the blade made Xiao Chen struggle, and the body flew backwards.
What is even more troublesome is that the swordsmanship that came from the sword body has already rushed into the body. The holy sword that existed in the ancient times, the swordsmanship that has been turned into a sword in the morning of the morning, is rampant and overbearing.
While retreating, Xiao Chen dispelled this horrible sword, and when he retreated to the edge of the ring, one foot was already suspended in the air, and then the sword was gassed.
The sole of the foot sucked the ground, turned over in the air, and stood on the platform again.
The people underneath exclaimed, and thought that he would be Zhanghe's sword and flew directly to the platform. I didn't expect him to stand on the platform again.
But more people are puzzled. Such a good opportunity, why Zhang He added a sword, so that Xiao Chen can be completely killed, and there is no way to talk.
Hearing the voice of the discussion below, Zhang Hexin really has a hard time saying that his sword has just entered the body of Xiao Chen. But the electric awns contained in Xiao Chen’s knife also entered his body.
The Raymond made by Zilei is not much weaker than the spirit of his holy sword. If it is not resolved, in the next battle, I am afraid it will leave a big hidden danger.
"Come back!"
After all the disfigurements were resolved, Zhang He violently yelled, and the huge Tianpeng was behind him, and a clear tweet was heard.
His figure crossed in the air, leaving a trail of shadows. A long two-meter-long swordsman was illuminated above the blade. By the speed of training, the boundless momentum was used to fly to Xiao Chen. And go.
"Tianpeng actually made a tweet. This is the second realm of Tianpeng's wings. I can't think of his young age, and he actually took this secretive method to the second level."
"Yeah, it is terrible. It is said that the sword saint of Jianzong Zong in the past can make Tianpeng emit a voice, and it can break the heart and lungs without any move."
"And Zhang He also urged the supreme power of Qi Tianjian, the holy sword with Tianpeng, this time, Xiao Chen will be defeated!"
In the face of a strong Zhang He, the people underneath sent out again and exclaimed. Under such great majesty, everyone thought that Xiao Chen had absolutely no chance.
This move of Zhang He, I am afraid that even in the face of the big martial arts, there is a force of war. Even the singer Zhang Qi made the second realm of Tian Peng's wings, and the expression on his face changed.
Xiao Chen looked at the flying sword with a dignified look. He knew that he could not have some reservations. He held the palm of the moonshadow knife and gently flipped it.
The Moonshadow knife began to spin up quickly, and a raging anger gas swept out, and everyone around felt a tremor.
If the general electric light is shining above the blade, it is close to the sky at dusk. At this moment, it seems to be ignited, and the sun is shining like a fire.
But what makes people even more horrible is that the violent temperament from the sound of the knife, such as the rushing beast, the thousands of troops, the violent and fierce.
"It's not good. This stalker is actually inlaid with a demon nucleus. I am afraid that it is still a savage beast of the martial arts king. Everyone is retreating. If the magical gas leaks, the ordinary warrior may be ruined by seven holes."
"It’s terrible. In the small Mohe City, there is a soul soldier with a demon nuclear."
The crowd was terrified and scattered, but they did not go far, but stood far away, watching the battle in the field excitedly.
In the face of Zhang He, who owns the sword of the sky, the crowd thought it would be a one-sided battle. I didn’t expect this Xiao Chen to have a demon soldier. In the city of Mohe, there was no such wonderful battle for a long time. Naturally, I could not miss it.
The fascinating body of Tianpeng spread its wings, coupled with the ancient holy sword, smashing the sword, and smashing into the moon shadow knife with the sixth-order monster Lei Peng.
boom! The electro-optical light collided with the swordsman, and a loud noise came out from the ring. It was terrible to think that the eardrum was shocked by the crowds.
Xiao Chen’s mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and the body took a step back. On the rock, left a three-foot-deep footprint, showing how much pressure Xiao Chen was under.
Zhang He’s body volleyed backwards, using Tian Peng’s wings to move and move in the air, offsetting the power of the Moon Shadow Knife.
Gently, the body of Zhanghe fell steadily on the ground, and the clothes were agitated, dancing with long hair, and with a handsome face, it looked extremely elegant.
This time, the two actually played a similar match, regardless of the situation.
Squeezing the blood in the body, Zhang Hejun is like water, and there is no gaze in the eyes. He smiles faintly: "I really can't think of it, you actually have such a demon, but the so-called gems match. Junjie, if you want to stop this skill today, I am going to be a demon soldier today."
"On the shadow sword!"
Zhang He shouted and threw away the sword in his hand. A sword in the sky passed through, and Zhang Jia passed on the shadow sword for hundreds of years and appeared in the hands of Zhang He.