Chapter 104: One sword to seal the throat

An Hongyi threw the sword towards the hall.
The sword was sharp, pierced into the ground slab, and shook gently.
The gems on the hilt of the sword shone brightly in the light.
This is a good sword.
An Hongyi sternly shouted: "Who picked up this sword?"
Long silence! No one said anything! An Hongyi's lungs were about to explode.
The corner of Yue Chen's mouth raised an icy smile, took a step forward with his hand, and said lightly: "I Yue Chen accepts your challenge, rest assured, I will do it myself."
"Ok?"
With these words, countless generals raised their heads and looked at Yue Chen's young and unspeakable face, and his eyes burst into light.
This Yue Chen is really arrogant, if only he is fighting?
Yue Chen is so young, even if he is taught by a famous teacher?
This is a great opportunity.
Many generals are ready to move.
A young man in his thirties stepped out of the crowd, grabbed the sword stabbed on the ground, and gently pulled the sword flower.
Immediately, the murderous intent on the sword spread.
After seeing such a young man out of the queue, the others wisely chose to be silent.
This is a man with a lot of history, no one dares to compete with him for credit, especially in the current situation.
Immediately, the sword energy on the young man's body vibrated, and true energy emerged, and the surrounding energy became vigorous, and many generals retreated subconsciously.
In the midst of his vigor, the young man's long hair danced wildly, holding the tip of the sword in his hand and pointing at the tip of Yue Chen's nose remotely, his long black hair danced wildly.
"Yue Chen, I am a named disciple of the head of Poison Dragon Mountain, Fenghou, I will die later, remember that I killed you."
The young man shouted, his words were cold, and murderous opportunities emerged.
Yue Chen nodded indifferently, and said lightly: "War Spirit Tier 5, yes, you are worth my shot."
Yue Chen said lightly.
Now Yue Chen, after days of battle, has been promoted to the second rank of War Spirit.
In realm, it is naturally inferior to the fifth-order war spirit.
Yue Chen just wanted to verify what his combat effectiveness was.
"Then, die!"
Fenghou's body suddenly exploded, and immediately pierced out with a sword, and his body leaped towards Yue Chen.
Along the way, the energy bloomed, the floor was lifted to the sides one by one, and then the sharp sword energy blooming on the sword was shaken into dust.
This sword is really sharp.
At this moment, no one on both sides dared to approach.
"Is this the power of the fifth-order war spirit?"
Yue Chen whispered softly, and then a sword appeared in his hand silently, his eyes condensed slightly, staring at the tip of the opponent's sword.
At the moment when the two sides were about to come into contact, the atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely tense, and countless people held their hearts as if they were suffocated by the stubborn breath of killing.
Yue Chen moved, and his body was as swift as a teleportation in the eyes of everyone.
At the moment when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Yue Chen, Yue Chen's head slightly deflected, allowing the tip of the sword to pierce his ear.
This kind of avoidance is very dangerous. Once the opponent changes his move, half of his head is gone.
Feng Hou had clearly noticed this too, and immediately changed his move after the first shot to pierce the air, wanting to cut Yue Chen's head off.
At this moment, Feng Hou felt that his whole body strength seemed to be taken away, and he couldn't use any strength anyway, and immediately a weak dizziness rushed into his mind like a tide.
Then, there was a sharp pain coming from the throat.
Feng Hou lowered his head and saw that Yue Chen's sword had been sent into his throat, but he didn't even feel it.
On the tip of the sword, there was still a silver electric snake retreating slowly.
"What a fast sword!"
Fenghou spit out these words with difficulty, and then lay down on the floor fiercely, motionless, blood soaring from the wound.
"You it!"
An old man in a moonlight robe from Poison Dragon Mountain suddenly flew up and grabbed Yue Chen's head with his right hand.
His body exploded, slapped against the hall like a sea violently, and the generals couldn't help but their complexions changed drastically, they retreated madly, and their hearts were shocked.
The strength of the King of War is far from what they can contend with.
"Your Majesty, retreat!"
By Yue Chen's side, Xu Chu stepped forward and shouted sternly.
"You guys get away!"
Yue Chen sneered, and a dazzling thunder light suddenly burst out of his body. Electric snakes surrounded Yue Chen and pierced the sky, making bursts of sound that pierced the air.
At this moment, Yue Chen was as powerful as Thunder God alive.
Countless people looked at Yue Chen inexplicably...An Hongyi looked at Yue Chen in disbelief. In his eyes, Yue Chen was just a nouveau riche, and he had never thought that he had such a majestic power.
Still the most terrifying power of thunder in the legend.
That's the power of God's punishment.
This masculine thunder made everyone's souls tremble, the young Yue Chen was so powerful, he hadn't used his full strength in the shot just now?
"Fancy bells!"
The old man in the moonlight robe snorted in disdain, and continued to buckle his right hand. Infinite power emerged in his hand, pressing down like a mountain toward the entire hall, and the terrifying pressure was suffocating.
"come on!"
Yue Chen laughed, gave up the long sword, clenched his right fist, and thunder light violently dazzled on his fist.
"Boom!"
The whole hall collapsed, tiles and beams flew around, and the slow-running generals were hit by tree trunks or stones and killed on the spot.
The whole scene seemed to have encountered the end of the world.
Only a few masters of the Warlord level, the masks appeared on their bodies, still stood motionless.
The people who ran far away looked back with horror on their faces.
They saw that Yue Chen's fist collided with the palm of the old man in the moonflower-colored robe, and the light of the two bodies bloomed, and the aura bloomed violently.
A deep pit appeared under Yue Chen's feet, with dense cracks like spider webs appearing in the pit.
However, Yue Chen's fist still blocked the palm of the old man in the moonlight dress.
The two are in a stalemate! This is a remarkable discovery, and countless people are moved by it.
Yue Chen, this is the rhythm that will shake the sky.
A warlord-level king is still so young...Countless people feel that the heavens of the Chuzhou land are probably about to change.
Countless people are afraid that they will not fall asleep.
"boom!"
The breath of the two exploded again, and the body of the old man in the moonflower-colored robe flew upside down, and then fell to the ground. It took more than ten steps to stop before stopping.
There were more cracks at Yue Chen's feet.
"Hahahaha, refreshing!"
In the deep pit, Yue Chen laughed, his long hair danced wildly, and the thunder was blooming, obviously wild and unrestrained.
All the civil and military forces were watching from a distance, with complex expressions flashing in their eyes, with envy and jealousy.
They envied the soldiers of the Yue country, there are such powerful emperors to follow, they are jealous of those who live in the Yue country, if they can change themselves.
Hua Qianjue, who was sitting in the chair, finally stood up slowly, standing with his hands held down, her long black hair spun automatically under the strong wind.
"This son should be destroyed!"
Hua Qianjue said lightly, as if to announce Yue Chen's destiny to the world.