Vol 2 Chapter 576: King of the knife

Three days passed by, Xiao Chen’s residence, Liu Ruyue said: "Do we really have to go?"
Xiao Chen held Liu Ruyue’s hand and smiled faintly:
I really don’t need it. I’m just like a knife. It’s not a real life-and-death battle, or even a real discussion.

Compared with the knife, this is the term between the knife and the word, literally, that is, the two men at the same time, to see who's knife is even more powerful.
It sounds very simple, but the real operation is complicated.
The moment when the knife came out of the hand, not only condensed the vitality, but more of it was the artistic conception of the military, as well as the knife.
Under normal circumstances, compared with a knife with a knife, the former two are not useful. Can Murong Chong and Xiao Chen, both of them have realized the meaning of the knife, who is better than who is better.
However, Xiao Chen is very confident in himself. In addition to his intentions, his killing mood and thunder mood have reached the limit, and will continue to become stronger as the cultivation increases.
The vitality of his body is even more intimidating. There are countless heavenly treasures and exercises of heavenly exercises. In addition to the role of Guilingzhu, it is difficult for the peers to be stronger than him.
No matter what the adventures, Murong Chong will not match him.
Unless it is the kind, the super-Zongmen's proud disciple, from birth, has countless treasures of heaven and earth, and it is more than ten years of cultivation time than Xiao Chen, in order to barely surpass him.
But as time goes by, these few enchanting geniuses, and his gap will only get smaller and smaller, and he will be overtaken by the end.
"Don't worry, wait for my good news." Xiao Chen loosely said goodbye, and suddenly disappeared into the eyes of Liu Ruyue.
Looking at the direction of Xiao Chen’s departure, Liu Ruyue’s teeth bite and his eyes are thoughtful.
Once upon a time, Xiao Chen came to Tiandao Pavilion and needed to be protected under her wings. However, after two years of rushing time, she completely surpassed her.
Liu Ruyue retracted his gaze and his face showed a firm look. He said to himself: "It seems that I have to take time out to practice, otherwise I will be too much by this little guy, too faceless."
On the huge school ground on the rooftop, many disciples who received the news have already been waiting here.
The sun was hot above the head, but it still couldn't resist the enthusiasm of everyone. The discussion started without stopping.
"You said who can win. Two years ago, the two played hard, and Xiao Chen beat a trick."
"It's hard to say that Murong Chong is said to have half the strength of Wu Emperor. Xiao Chen also has half the strength of Wu Emperor, but only one hand was revealed that day, and he did not see the specific strength."
"But the two are more than a knife, not a real duel, and they should be able to quickly win the game."
"Let's wait and see, hey, whose knife is stronger, it actually means who is stronger."
Two years ago, before Xiao Chen and Murong Chong’s duel, all the warriors on the court were inclined to Murong Chong, thinking that Xiao Chen could never win.
Two years later, this battle was full of uncertainty, and no one dared to assert who could win.
On the high platform, the 12 elite elders of the Tiandaoge Presbyterian Church all gathered together, and they did not want to let go of this duel.
Today's Xiao Chen and Murong Chong, the strength is not much more than theirs, and even some of them are not comparable to the two.
An elder with a very small eye sighed softly: "It’s really old, and only in the era when the warriors are in their infancy, will the talented warriors grow so fast, but we are all old, and we are destined to do only one. Watching guests."
"Oh, it is a good thing to be a spectator and experience the martial arts, and it is not a bad thing."
"Yeah, we have two talented warriors in the Tiandao Pavilion. It looks like the whole starry sky, how many talented martial artists. When they all grow up, the military will come true, and what a magnificent scene will happen in this world."
The great elder Ginger Chi, slightly smiled and said: "What do you say, anyway, these two geniuses have promised to play for us in Tianshou Pavilion, and then get the gas transport bonus. In this great battle, I am only a knife Will rise completely."
Hey!
The sky above the school ground, from both sides of the world, flew two sharp figures, the speed is fast to the extreme, the blink of an eye fell to the field.
"Come, Murong Chong and Xiao Chen are coming!"
In the audience, the people waiting for a long time opened, and immediately boiled.
Murong Chong looked at the surrounding scene, and his thoughts drifted back to two years ago. The scene at that time was the same as the present.
It was also full of enthusiasm, hot and hot, he was originally arrogant, to win Qingyunfeng in one fell swoop, but unfortunately lost.
After more than two years, I saw this scene again, and I couldn’t help feeling a lot.
With the heart of victory, Murong rushed his sharp eyes, such as the blade generally shot to Xiao Chen, Lang said: "Xiao Chen, a knife to win!"
"as you wish!"
The two men's right hands are at the same time on their respective handles, the boundless momentum, the mood of the mood and the knife, began to condense quickly.
Murong Chongyun's mood is open, and the wind is behind him, rolling up the boundless dust, and the white clouds are rolling over the top of the head.
For a time, the wind and the sky were changing.
Xiao Chen’s killing and Thunder’s mood opened, and the black and thunder cloud was filled with heads. The dull thunder of the road rang, and the roar of the people was screaming in the field.
Behind him, there is a red mans full of madness, that is, the artistic concept of killing is spreading.
Under the strong artistic conception of the two, the knife has not been pulled out, and the heavens and the earth have become dim. The kind of war that will come, people hold their breath, and even the atmosphere does not dare to lick.
Hey!
Two bright trembles sounded leisurely, and Murong Chong Xiao Chen pulled out the blade of his hand at the same time, and brewed a long time of knife.
The blade fluttered, the knife reverberated, and then spread quickly. The swords in the hands of thousands of warriors in the field immediately swayed and were unsheathed at any time.
call out!
The two people's movements are as fast as lightning, and the moon-shadow knife and Murong Chong's long knife, at the same time, come out and turn toward the other side.
Screaming!
The two handles, the brilliance of the brilliance, between the respective rotations, the radiance, where the soldiers crossed, a crack appeared under the ground, and kept spreading forward.
Thousands of warriors in the field all exclaimed, and under the confrontation of the two swords, the soldiers in their hands could no longer control, and they flew into the sky.
Thousands of knives of various kinds of long knives, the two kings of the Xiao Chen two soldiers, the traction in the middle of the collision, the ping-pong sound of non-stop, it is very spectacular.
But everyone's gaze was not put on it at all, and the eyes stared at the two long, rotating knives in the field.
The speed of the long knife flight is extremely fast. I am afraid that he will pay off his head and win the game in the next moment.
clang!
Under the eyes of thousands of people, the two long-lasting knives finally slammed together, and the two cracked gaps on the ground were also connected at this moment.
Rubbing!
The ground of the entire school field was split into two halves, so that everyone in the room was shocked, even those elders on the high platform could not sit still.
"It's too strong, and now the talented warrior, the strength is not what we think."
Jiang Chi’s face was full of smiles, and he did not care that the strength of the two men exceeded him. He said loudly:
Well, no matter who wins or loses, there is such strength. Our Tiandaoge is destined to be big in the five-nation competition. Let's shine!"
"Oh." Murong Chong, who stood proudly, looked white and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
The long knife belonging to him in the field, at the moment of collision with the moonshadow knife, there was a trace of silk cracks, and then the cracks were scattered, and the long knife was directly broken into numerous fragments.
Hey!
Above the school yard, there is only one dark and slender knife left, which is still spinning slowly.
In the sky, with thousands of long knives swaying with the moonshadow knife, it seems to tell everyone, who is the real king.
Whose knife can truly lead a thousand knives, is the king of the knife!