Vol 3 Chapter 646: The people who lost me are all defeated by me.

In the chest, Hao Ran is in the air, and the heart is as gentle as a gentleman, not afraid of evil spirits and not afraid of the sky!
Chu Chaoyun stopped singing, sighed and waved, and Guanghua’s dazzling Tianjian, a space crack that was darker than the night, was fleeting.
call out!
There is no sound and no interest. The crack in the space painted by the sword is not scattered for a long time. The brush will divide the horrible thundercloud vortex into two halves.
During the singing, Chu Chaoyun waved his hand to destroy the sky, and the foundation of the thunderbolt method was destroyed.
Under the light column of Shenwei's condensed light, the moment that Chu Chaoyun waved his hand seemed to be fixed into an eternal movement, like a walking in the world, holy and dazzling, and justice forever.
His words are justice. He said that destroying the sky is absolutely unfair this day, not that he is a big rebellion and violates Tianwei.
Looking at this shocking scene, everyone’s heart has been silent for a long time, and I can’t think of any language to describe the mood at the moment.
In the end of the first battle, the surprise was really too big. The two men were the first to fight against each other and easily smashed the wind and thunder.
Even the general undergraduate Wuhuang can not open the wind and thunder enchantment, was destroyed by the two, and can not see the slightest difficulty.
Xiao Chen just took the advantage, and used the power of heaven to suppress the Chu Chaoyun, which made people think that the victory was slightly tilted toward it.
Chu Chaoyun immediately shot, and in a moment the Tianwei was extinguished, and in one fell swoop, the mood of the people was too late to change.
In the middle of the air, Xiao Chen’s face suddenly changed, and the momentum above the blade was completely absent, and there was no trace left.
The roots were destroyed, the body's breath was also affected, and the five internal organs in the chest were tumbling, and I couldn't help but open the mouth and spit out a blood.
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
Xiao Chenton lived in shape, the horizontal knife was in front, the toes were imaginary, and he quickly flew out toward the rear, and the body and the void friction made a loud sound of sound.
Chu Chaoyun had some pale faces and smiled softly: "Retreat, swords come!"
Stretching his hand and gently, the long sword flying in the air immediately flew over, the tip of the toe on the faucet, the shape jumped in the middle of the air, holding the sword tightly in the right hand.
God's eternal light!
Chu Chaoyun, who has regained the long sword, gaze at the front line, and the remaining substantial energy in the body consumes half of it in an instant.
Grasping the lost opportunity of the opponent, holding the advantage firmly in the hands, a little bit of expansion, Chu Chaoyun has always been like this.
At this moment, I won the first opportunity, and when I got started, I showed the eternal light of the powerful version.
Boom!
In the air, nine golden lights are shot in succession, and each golden light falls. In the night, the body shape of Chu Chaoyun will shine, like a teleport in the air.
One hundred meters in a step, Chu Chaoyun walked nine steps. Every step of the show changed to display an eternal light, and sifted nine hundred and nine hundred and nine hundred swords, including but not until the end of the nine steps.
Cha Chaoyun, who catches up with Xiao Chen, shines brightly like the sun, and the night becomes white in this moment.
The sword is out, the light is eternal, the void is broken, and it is inevitable!
Nine eternal light, under the blessing of Shenwei, almost miraculous coincidence, everyone sucked a breath.
An eternal light can be used to crush a common underarmed martial artist into a serious injury. The nine roads coincide, and it is feared that it can be directly destroyed.
It’s too much to deceive. It’s true that when I’m in the morning, I don’t have any backhand power. I want to hurt me in one fell swoop!
You have to fight hard as you wish, Xiao Chen's face sinks, the last stroke of the four seasons knife and the end of life, and quickly spread.
In the spring, the thunder began to sound, and the birds and beasts rang. In the summer, the sun was empty and burned out; the autumn rains and the Iraqis smile; the winter hoarfrost is like a moon, and the water is hurt!
In an instant, spring, summer, autumn and winter, this world belongs to the meaning of the four seasons of Xiao Chen, and it is rapidly derived.
All kinds of visions, around them at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye, are destroyed by life, and the world is reincarnation, and the endless reincarnation force is derived.
The old days, the vast seas, the sacred fields, the tens of thousands of years, only the reincarnation remains unchanged, the heavens and the non-stop, endless life!
The power attached to the blade directly distorted the oppression of the space. It was turned into a broken void by the sword of Chu Chaoyun, and it was unexpectedly retreated.
The elders of the White House saw this scene, and all of them couldn’t help but stand up directly, and muttered in the mouth: "How could it be that the power of the four seasons is so great!"
The four seasons knife method is inside the white house. Only the core children and the elders of the inner door can practice. Although they can't be like white, they are all mastered at the age of twenty-three.
However, after decades of research, the five strokes of the four seasons have been practiced in a small number, and they can continue to perform.
The power can be compared to Xiao Chen, but it is the difference between the clouds and mud. They are higher than Xiao Chen's several realms, but if it is really more than this enrollment, there will be no accidental direct loss.
Because the artistic conception and Xiao Chen are too close together, they even have an illusion that the four seasons knife method is simply the martial arts created for Xiao Chen alone.
The white face is ugly, and the heart has never been like this moment, so frustrating, even if it is lost to Sima Lingxuan.
The inheritance of the Bai family, in the hands of an outsider, actually played ten times more powerful than his own family.
boom!
The eternal light of Shenwei was the front, and Xiao Chen’s life was endless. He made a loud noise and rose up a thousand feet high and rushed into the sky.
Among the turbulent waves, there are thousands of rays bursting, water and flowers falling, thunder and roaring, sun and sun, all kinds of visions appear one after another.
Under the confrontation between the two men, the entire wind thunderbolt collapsed, and pieces of debris were accompanied by tremendous power. The hollow space was torn out of the gap, and the storm was rushing toward the audience.
Such a large area of ​​the aftermath attack, relying on four referees, can not be completely blocked.
Zong Liang's face changed greatly, Shen Sheng said: "Wind, clouds, thunder, electricity, autumn, wind, frost, the eighth elders listen, quickly shot, to ensure that a piece of debris can not be sprinkled into the audience!"
"Get it!"
The eight old men on the rostrum stage, the powerful tyrannical power of the Emperor Wufeng spread suddenly, the strength of terror did not remain in the slightest, and the body shape disappeared in the same place.
Hey!
The appearance of the eight elders immediately gave the four referees a sigh of relief, and quickly added a force to break the broken gravel and punch a boxing.
"The eight elders under the master of Fenglongchengcheng have all been dispatched. What are the freaks of the two?"
"It’s too horrible. The quality of the final battle of the five-nation tournament will probably be the strongest in the past three thousand years. No one will surpass the next millennium."
"Sima Lingxuan and Bai Qi, lost in the hands of these two people really do not hesitate, they have gone too far and too far."
Looking at the eight people who were shot above the battlefield, the hearts of the people in the audience were all messy at this moment, and they could not stop sighing.
To be strong, let the eight great peaks of the Emperor Wu together to ensure that the aftermath will not completely affect the past.
After a long time, the chaotic air waves were completely dissipated. Chu Chaoyun and Xiao Chen, the kind of light on both of them disappeared.
The clothes on the body are also ruined, and the blood from the corners of the mouth overflows, and the face is pale.
The wind thunder at the foot has disappeared, and there is only one black hole that is bottomless. I don't know what is hidden.
The two were vacant, but they were embarrassed and bruised. But the eyes are all brilliant, the war is like a fire burning, the desire for victory, no pause.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen suddenly laughed, laughing and open-minded, laughing and hearty.
Chu Chaoyun came out with a sword flower on his wrist, and he said: "What are you laughing at?"
Xiao Chen smiled and said: "I laughed at this old day and it was so good to me. I was so lonely and lonely. I tried the hardships of the world. I was not invincible in the world, but the peak of the martial arts and the hero of the Lei Di!"
"No one in my peers is my opponent. The people who have lost me are defeated by me. Only you Chu Chaoyun, I have not been defeated by me. Without you, how can I be lonely in this vast sky?"
"Two years ago, at the foot of the desert city, you invited me to a victory. After two years, I will return this sentence to you, just ask if you dare to come back again!"
Chu Chaoyun laughed, and the sword was swallowed up on the sword. "Why don't you dare!"