Vol 2 Chapter 369: The beginning of the legend

Hollyhock shines!
The moonshadow knife gently swelled, and Xiao Chen waved a purple condensed knife, but it was the first move of the hollyhock knife method that blended with Lei’s artistic conception.
Hua Yunfei smiled faintly: "The killing of the artistic conception is higher than all the energy and artistic conception. It is useless to use your thunder."
Hey!
Above the swords, the fierce and fierce killing meaning, the destruction of the general will be the purple knife that Xiao Chen swayed into a vain.
Blood kills the world, the sword has no shadow!
Taking advantage of Xiao Chen's evasiveness of the swordsmanship, Hua Yunfei's killing moves followed him, only to see the blood in the sky.
There seem to be countless red figures, playing swords in the field, a sword, in the field following some strange frequency, such as the general fluctuations of the sea.
The horrible killing meaning will fill the whole ring, and people will tremble in their hearts and point to their hearts.
Hey!
Open the boots under the feet, Xiao Chen in the shadow of the sky, turn and move, long knife dance, the flying sword will be opened.
Every sword shadow is like a real warrior, with a long sword attacking it, or stabbing, or cutting, or smashing, or picking.
The angle is random, there is no trace of it, and people are tired of coping.
"Hua Yunfei actually learned the ancient martial arts thoroughly, and it is worthy of the rare genius of the Chinese family in the past 100 years. This is the next morning."
"Yeah, the ancient martial arts and the current martial arts are not a system at all. Generally, even if it is difficult to truly integrate the ancient times, it will be difficult to have a real combat effect."
"Looking at this platform, there is no end to it, and there is no end to the sword. Even if it is the King of Wu, it is very difficult to parry."
Looking at the swords on the top of the ring, there are warriors in the audience, recognizing that this is ancient martial arts, and could not help but worry about Xiao Chen.
The figure of Hua Yunfei is hidden in these swords and shadows. From time to time, it is hard to defend against a sword.
All of a sudden, Xiao Chen’s arms and feet were subjected to a lot of sword injuries, even if the speed was fast.
In the face of these shadows, the endless stream of ghosts and shadows, can not completely avoid, Xiao Chen can only avoid the vital parts to avoid harm.
More killing meaning, interfere with Xiao Chen's heart, killing tricks are still hidden in the killing tricks, a ring set of a ring, this martial arts is really incredible.
"Haha, Xiao Chen, this trick is not good, drag your clothes for me to wake up the ancient evil spirits in the body, this martial art is from the inheritance of evil spirits."
"In the ancient times, the evil spirits made this move, and even the shadow of the sword can be covered with a distance of 100 meters. The heavens and the earth are included in it, and the gods block the gods and destroy the magic."
Hua Yunfei looked at Xiao Chen, who was tired of coping, and laughed wildly. He wanted to fight against Xiao Chen’s fighting spirit and let him collapse in advance.
The Shentai is clear, and Xiao Chen keeps his heart in chaos, no worries, no confusion, no fear.
I didn’t care about Hua Yunfei’s words, and the footsteps were called wandering around the platform, and the thunder’s artistic conception was the ultimate.
Resist the red swords that are everywhere from heaven and earth, and try to identify the rules of movement of these swords.
Incorporating the artistic conception of Shengwei, it can only force these swords to fly and cannot be completely destroyed.
Killing the mood is really difficult to deal with, Xiao Chen’s heart is soft, but fortunately, I also have the artistic concept of killing.
Also resisted for a moment, Xiao Chen finally touched, the law of sword shadow operation, it is time to shoot.
The blue cloth strip on the forehead was gently removed, and the bright red blood color of the eyebrows appeared. The face of Xiao Chen’s sharp-eyed skin was immediately enchanted.
The mark of the throne in the eyebrows bursts into a red light, and under the red light, Xiao Chen’s face is more enchanting.
Hollyhock gas!
A light drink, the fusion of the artistic conception and the thunder of the artistic conception, among the hundreds of purple knives formed by the hollyhock tree, from time to time there is red light flashing.
Hey!
In the middle of the ring, the red sword gas and the purple red alternate knife gas, collided in the air, a burst of explosions came out, and thought of it in the sky.
Hua Yunfei’s face changed slightly, and the long sword in his tight hands was a little unbelievable:
Killing the artistic conception, how can you comprehend it?

The endless explosions blew a violent airflow in the air, and the railings around the ring were immediately broken into pieces.
Xiao Chen’s silk dance, white robe agitation, gently smiled:
Who is stipulated, killing the artistic conception can only be realized.

Break the hollyhock!
The purple and red alternate knives, with the violent meaning of the Thunder, the killing of the arrogant gas, through the endless waves, shot toward Huayunfei.
The long sword wrist has two pieces of sword flower, Hua Yunfei will be scattered all over the sky, gather on the sword body, the sword tip forwards, a little red light appears, just at the top of the knife.
Ziz!
The two artistic conceptions fought fiercely in the air, and they did not give each other a sigh of relief. The ripples of blood in the air swayed, but the mood was moving toward the past.
boom!
When the two artistic situations confronted the most nervous, the sky suddenly reminded of a thunderous sound, and the purple and red alternately slashed, and an electric light suddenly came out.
The power of Hua Yunfei’s artistic conception was suddenly broken, and the body flashed backwards, but the knife passed through the right shoulder, leaving a blood hole with a finger size.
It turned out that he had just used the pure killing conception, and Lei’s artistic conception was not used at all. Hua Yunfei’s heart was somewhat awkward.
"Beyond my artistic conception, you are still far away. If you control your ancient martial arts, give it to me, break!"
Xiao Chen leaped gently, and the figure flashed over quickly. The killing of the artistic conception was fully integrated into the artistic conception of Lei, and the knife and the light waved, and Huayun’s killing was only the power of parry.
The situation in the field suddenly reversed, and Xiao Chen's body shape danced, and a glimpse of purple and red, and Hua Yunfei's various killings were easily crushed.
Blood shadow!
broken!
Blood sea corpse mountain!
broken!
Blood Yaoshan River!
broken!
Let me do everything, my two artistic conception, Thunder killing and fusion, a knife! broken! broken! broken!
Huayun flew in the mouth and spit three blood, three big kills, all of which was broken by Xiao Chen, and the power of the dragonfly was like a river crashing into the sea and Huayunfei was defeated.
Ding!
The ferocious force rolled in again, and the long sword in Huayun’s hands was immediately picked up. Xiao Chen stepped forward and swung a palm on the chest of Hua Yunfei and flew it out.
The body quickly slipped on the platform and quickly fell to the edge of the platform. Hua Yunfei paled and wanted to struggle to stand up.
Suddenly a cold on the neck, but Xiao Chen flashed over, the knife tip arrived at the top, Xiao Chen face whispered: "Hua Yunfei, you lost!"
"I didn't lose, how can I lose you this waste? I could easily crush you with one finger. It is impossible."
Hua Yunfei pulled out his long knife on his neck and hurried up. He rushed toward Xiao Chen without any rules.
"act recklessly!"
Xiao Chen kicked directly on his face. The huge force turned the volley of Hua Yunfei's body over several laps, and the head fell on the outside of the ring.
"It’s winning again, Xiao Chen wins again, who can end him!

"Huayunfei's strength is also considered to be the top of Wuzun. It has mastered the ancient martial arts. It is feared that the general Wuwang can easily kill it, but it is still in the hands of Xiao Chen. How many cards does Xiao Chen have?"
"Killing the artistic conception, I think it is his last card, but even if you know it, it is very difficult to deal with it!"
Once again, the overwhelming victory has completely stirred up the crowd. Some people have even firmly believed that Xiao Chen can beat all opponents in succession.
Today, on this rooftop, there are many battles. Whether the opponent is a sacred person or a family genius, that person is not a mediocrity.
Xiao Chen has overwhelmingly defeated the other side without exception. This kind of strength, even if the following few defeats, his talent and strength are beyond doubt.
As long as you can escape this robbery, it will rise in the future. When the family is in the eyes, it will be like a cloud.
Among the clouds in the sky, Nangong Lie looked at the scene on the rooftop, and smiled faintly: "It seems that we don't have to shoot, this kid may be able to escape."
Winning the moon gaze, whispered: "Now look at the people in the Holy Land, these families may not really be able to live with him."
On the rostrum, the old faces of several great parents were a bit ugly, but they didn’t dare to move but felt awkward.
The great elder of Jianzong Zong, whispered: "Chaoyun, you have a bit of control on this child."
Chu Chaoyun wore a long sword and smiled softly: "The outcome is only within one stroke. What do you think of the elders?"
"Haha, I am relieved." The great elder of Jian Yuzong smiled openly.
On the top of the ring, Xiao Chen looked at Duanmuqing below, Ji Changkong, and Yu Chengxue, gently said: "You three together, otherwise there is no chance for me."
When this is the case, everyone feels a hop in the heart. This Xiao Chen will not be crazy, but he will ask the other party to join him.
Ji Changkong sneered and said: "Xiao Chen, if you really want to find death, I am not afraid to fulfill you."
Duanmuqing's cold face is so beautiful that he can't see any expression. Coldly, "Do you really think you have this qualification?"
In the hands of Qi Chengxue, holding the sacred soldier under the moon, the handsome face showed a playful smile, and whispered softly: "If you only have such a certain strength, you will not be qualified for the sword."
The three are all high-spirited and proud, and the people are dragons and phoenixes. From small to large, they all enjoy the eye-catching light. There are various auras on the top of the head, and they have been seen so small.
Boom!
Three powerful momentums rise to the sky, a star-studded, countless stars shine, that is the starry mood of Ji Changkong.
A thorough heart, cold and biting, cold and chilly, endless cold air filled the sky, but it is the cold ice of Duanmu Qingcheng.
A soft and warm, sprinkling a piece of moonlight, touching the heart, such as Mu Qingfeng, but it is a strange moonlight mood in the snow, under the calm surface, hiding the momentum of the waves.
The three forces together, together, will smash the clouds in the sky, and the weather will suddenly rise and the sky will change.
The warriors above the entire school yard felt a strong pressure, above the shoulders, like a mountain pressed down.
A white robe, holding a six-foot knife, the knife is bright, Xiao Chen is facing the strong momentum of the pavement, smiles lightly, his right foot gently lifts, and then falls.
The dragon and the tiger are the body of the peak, and the small force of Xiao Chen can reach a hit of 100,000 kilograms, and a full blow of 150,000 kilograms. The integration of the vitality can reach the strength of 200,000 kilograms.
More importantly, this force is free to control and operate flawlessly.
The power of one foot, the combination of vitality and strength, and a gentle step. Tianshan stone bottoming, the large platform of cold iron watering, actually sinking into the ground slowly.
Hey!
The ground above the school ground can't stand the pressure of the platform sinking into the ground, forming a deep crack and spreading quickly.
The cracks continued to spread, and the other platforms above the school ground were immediately torn apart and shattered under the tears of the cracks.
The school yard, which is as long as a kilometer, swayed and swayed, and even the audience around it shook.
The shaking lasted for a while, and then slowly stopped. The downfall at Xiao Chen’s feet was completely flush with the ground.
A sky-like imposing manner, from Xiao Chen's body, the endless stream of the sky, and the end of the Duanmu Qing three rivals, sharp and plundering.
"Now, do I have this qualification, let you three together?"
Xiao Chen said calmly, such as the scabbard-like handsome, sharp and sharp, like a scabbard of a peerless knives, just want to find someone to try this knives in the end how sharp.
He has long wanted to try his true strength, how strong it is, and the first few battles are still unfinished.
That feeling is like you, just getting interested, getting ready to hit hard, the other side has fallen to the ground, letting you use nowhere.
Again and again, let Xiao Chen be fed up, and now only ask for a quick fight and do everything.
On the rostrum, the silent Xuan Xuan suddenly said: "If this child can win this battle, then the gas of these worlds will probably be taken away by him. Maybe it will become a legend in the future."