Vol 3 Chapter 642: Beaten face

A sword rises from the wind, the meaning of the king is derived, the wind rides the clouds, and the footsteps of the mountains and rivers.
"Swords, artistic conception, swordsmanship, perfection, this sword is all in one go, almost no shortcomings." Above the seat, Liu Yuyun saw this sword, his eyes showed an admirable look, from the heart of the praise.
broken!
Xiao Chen's figure is flashing, the long knife is squirting, and the two radiances of purple and red on the blade meet, and a knife is thrown at a very fast speed.
In the middle of the enemy's foot, the knife and the light flash, the wind is in two, the wind is the wind, the cloud is the cloud, and the meaning of the king of the Wanli Mountain is gone.
Everything happened between Sumi, and Liu Yuyun’s words just fell, and the back foot Xiao Chen broke the trick cleanly and neatly.
Some of the mouths can't say anything, Liu Yuyun's eyes are agile, and he is astonished: "The sword rises from the wind and flows out of the Wanli Mountain River, and then there is a king in the world. As long as the situation is directly broken, the general trend behind it will cease to exist. I didn't think of it."
The Snow Elder Jianzong elders shook his head and said: "No, even if you want to get it, you don't have such a fast speed, and you are not so determined. But Sima Lingxuan's combination of wind and clouds is close enough. How did he find the joint point? It’s strange to separate the wind from the clouds.

The sword was broken, Sima Lingxuan turned round a half circle, back 100 meters, and looked carefully to Xiao Chen.
Who knows that Xiao Chen didn't catch up, holding a knife with his eyes, and looking at Sima Lingxuan calmly, said: "Despite the trick, if you shoot a sword, I will break a sword, I will not chase you, I will take a look. How did you defeat me in ten strokes?"
"Good guy, Sima Lingxuan is crazy enough, this Xiao Chen is more confident than him."
"A sword breaks a sword, and it is not a victory to chase. It seems that the attitude of this Ma Lingxuan is really irritating Xiao Chen."
"Oh, I am afraid that for many years no one has spoken to Sima Lingxuan. It is interesting and interesting!"
When Xiao Chen’s voice came out, he immediately set off a stormy wave in the field. He was even more sensational than the declaration of Sima Lingxuan’s defeat of the enemy.
People have their own pride, Xiao Chen seems to be calm and calm, but the pride that no one knows in the heart, but also absolutely does not allow others to marry.
"Good!"
Sima Lingxuan even said three good words. After each good word is finished, the look on his face will be much darker, and there are even some killings in his eyes.
The heart of the king, Jian Yao Cangsheng!
No longer speaking other words, Sima Lingxuan directly waved out the second sword, shining on the top of the sword, and suddenly covered with brilliance, as if the world was shining under the sword.
Sima Lingxuan floating in the air, the heart of the chest seems to be really burning, and through the flesh and blood of the clothes, you can see a burst of red light can not stop.
Xuanyuan saw the sword in the face of the war, and his face was shocked immediately. He said: "He is burning the heart of the king. This is the skill that the king can master in the artistic conception. The power of this sword has at least tripled."
"See how you break!"
Sima Lingxuan screamed, his figure flickered, and he came to Xiaochen in an instant. There is not much embarrassment in this sword. It is the belief of the eternal life, burning the heart of the king, attacking the enemy with great power, and it is absolutely impossible to break apart.
The gods captured the other side of the sword, the only weak place, Xiao Chen immediately made a trip to the dragon.
The body swayed in a circle, divided into nine, nine bodies combined with two artistic conceptions, each with a knife, each knife is in the weakest place of this sword.
It is said to be weak, but it is relatively speaking, the strength of the weak, breaking a small mountain peak is also a breeze.
Hey!
Jianwei was too strong, and each of Xiaochen’s avatars could not be blocked for a moment, and it was smashed into pieces. When the eighth heavy body was broken, Sima Lingxuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, because he found that the power of the sword was reduced by half.
"You found it, but it is late, broken!"
Xiao Chen’s body sighed softly, and the body’s purple crystals, which had been completely substantiated, turned into a sturdy knife, blending sixty cents, and once again squatting in a slightly weak place.
boom!
During the spurt of the fire, a strong wave of air broke out. Everyone saw Sima Lingxuan's body, and quickly pointed to the air and waves, and several rounds of the volley were able to stabilize the figure.
And Xiao Chen is not moving, only the horror red light of the whole body, and the immortal thunder mood on the top of the head, and make him look beautiful, so that his delicate face looks very fascinating.
Sima Lingxuan did not believe in evil, and played the trick behind the emperor's swordsmanship to the extreme. The heart of the king in the chest was also fierce.
Xiao Chen’s knowledge of the flow, the other’s swordsmanship was broken, and there was no flaw. They used the four seasons knife to meet the enemy directly, and they broke the opponent's knife.
"The sixth move was broken, leaving only four moves."
"The seventh move has also been broken, leaving only three moves!"
"The eighth move has also been broken, leaving only two moves!"
"The ninth move is also broken, leaving only one sword!"
The warriors in the audience watched the excitement. Xiao Chen Ruozhenru as he said, despite letting Sima Lingxuan out of the sword.
He didn't chase or take the initiative to make a move. He only managed to break the sword. He only looked at what he said, and he said that he had lost the Xiao Chen.
The tenth sword, across the thousand peaks and squares!
Sima Lingxuan looked gloomy and terrible, and burned all the remaining real elements in the body, bringing out the ninth sword of the Son of Heaven. Thousands of peaks appeared out of thin air, and he was included in the sword's momentum, making this sword powerful and powerful.
Where the long sword passed, the void broke through a dark crack, and a sword slanted out. Before the sword came to the body, it suddenly exploded. It seemed that there were thousands of towering peaks facing Xiao Chen. The sky was under pressure.
The moonlight is like a frost, the water is hurtful; the red face is easy to get old, where to find a hometown!
In the midst of danger, Xiao Chen calmly brought out the sorrow of the fourth knife and the knives of the four seasons, and the frost and the silentness penetrated into the mountains and mountains. The faint knives almost made people feel that something was different. .
When Sima Lingxuan saw it, the gloomy look on his face swept away. Haha smiled: "The mountains are pressing, see where you are hiding!"
Xiao Chen took the knife and stood up, said indifferently: "Why go to hide!"
Rub and rub!
The peaks of the sky suddenly came a burst of crisp sounds, and the vision that Sima Lingxuan developed was destroyed from the inside out, turned into a flying stone, and went to the wind, to the nothingness.

How could this be?
Sima Lingxuan’s face changed slightly, and some did not believe it.
A white robe with a moonshadow knife, Xiao Chen’s knife and the other side, calmly said under the shining light: "The ten strokes have been completed, I am standing here, how do you defeat me, I only ask who you are in the mouth."
People can be proud, but they must not be conceited. You are not inferior and have no one in sight.
Then I don't mind being in front of the world, licking your face and taking care of your family, the first day of Jin.
Many of the martial artists in the audience were also incredible. I never thought that Xiao Chen really broke the other ten swords. This time, Sima Lingxuan’s face was really lost.
On the huge wind and thunder, there are many holes in the hole. At this moment, it is a mess. It has the function of automatic compounding, and the wind thunder will not be so broken.
The power of the two people can be too powerful. The knives and swords contained in the martial arts have not been scattered for a long time, and there is no way to heal the thunder.
Sima Lingxuan’s heart was even more messy than this ruined wind and thunder. He did not expect that Xiao Chen would be so powerful and powerful in martial arts and artistic skills, and he would not lose to him.
"Oh, I am not defeated, you are defeated!"
Ten strokes have passed, Sima Lingxuan did not admit defeat as he said, his face was crazy, his body was working, and he was fiercely killed.
"Get out!"
This time, Xiao Chen took the initiative to take the initiative, and the vitality of the body covered all the acupuncture points, bone marrow and blood in the body.
In an instant, his whole body was bright and dazzling, and even the dark eyes became dark purple, all of which were flashing.
boom!
Sima Lingxuan has completely lost the rules. This sword is full of flaws. Xiao Chen holds the knife in both hands and sweeps it out. The purple light shines, and the other side directly blasts the opponent directly.