Chapter 210: Yue Chen on the ring

The extremely fast flying sword suddenly stopped, and the point of the sword was motionless at an inch from Yue Chen's calf.
The hilt of the sword was held in one hand, and the thunder flashed in the hand, shining through the competition field.
It was Yue Chen's hand.
All eyes were concentrated on Yue Chen's hands.
"He actually caught it!"
In the distance, Zhao Feiyang whispered inconceivably, with shock in his eyes.
If he is such a genius, waiting for leisurely things, it is hard to shake his mind.
"Brother Feiyang, hasn't even Yue Chen stepped into the King of War?"
Tian Qi exclaimed subconsciously.
Zhao Feiyang nodded, then shook his head again, saying, "No, he is still a war spirit."
"War Spirit, how is it possible!"
Tian Qi exclaimed.
Zhan Ling, could actually catch the blow of the King of War?
Although Weng Jin's blow seemed to be thrown at random, but it was King of War, not something that War Spirits could contend.
But Yue Chen grounded very smoothly.
Not only Zhao Feiyang, but the other masters also looked at Yue Chen with a serious face.
The flashing thunder light in Yue Chen's hand drew everyone's attention.
"Power of Thunder!"
On the ring, the master trainer Lie Qianjun subconsciously exclaimed.
As a master refiner, he has seen too many masters, but he has never seen any warrior who cultivates the power of thunder.
The power of thunder is too violent and unattainable. It is said that it belongs to the power of the gods, and it is not easy for mortals to master.
Sima Qing said solemnly: "Master Lie, Fairy Huoyun, your flames are extremely violent, how does it compare to this Thunder?"
He is a casual cultivator, so in terms of insight, he is naturally not as good as the masters sent by these big gates.
Fairy Huoyun sullen her face without mentioning a word. It was obvious that this had touched her proud.
Not speaking is the best answer.
Lie Qianjun shouted in a deep voice: "Thunder is the power to destroy the world. Although the flame is violent, how can it compare with Thunder? In front of Thunder, the flame is not worth mentioning."
Sima Qing was moved: "You gave him such a high evaluation."
Lie Qianjun shook his head and said, "You have never seen the legend of Thunder.
The battle five thousand years ago..." "Lie Qianjun! "
Fairy Huoyun shouted.
Lie Qianjun seemed to be awakened suddenly, realized that he had violated a certain taboo, and said nothing.
"Five thousand years ago, what happened?"
Sima Qing asked reluctantly.
"Watch the game!"
Elder Tao smiled, as pure as mud.
Sima Qing said unpleasantly, "As far as you know, you bully me as a casual cultivator."
"Power of Thunder!"
Bing Wuji's eyes flashed with complicated light, and then confidence reappeared on his face, and he smiled coldly, "What about the power of thunder."
Fairy Ziyang stood on the ring, looking at Yue Chen, who was holding a sword in one hand in the distance, without saying a word... In front of her, a pair of swords-hands was killed. Fairy Ziyan didn't even look at it. He cut out the sword , The flames rolled, and immediately there was only the screams of the opponent and the voice of admitting defeat.
"Is this the Thunder?
Really domineering! "
Duan Xingyun whispered softly, with a harmless smile on his face, the more he smiled, the happier he was.
On the ring, Yue Chen finally moved, holding Fang Sisi and walking towards the edge of the ring.
"System, redeem a Di Yuan Dan!"
Yue Chen shouted in a deep voice.
Diyuan Pill is a level 4 pill that can heal any wounds of skin and flesh. It is worth 2000 points and is extremely precious.
But now, Yue Chen did not hesitate to exchange out Pei Yuan Dan for Fang Sisi to use.
Yue Chen handed Fang Sisi and Peiyuan Pill to Sun Shangxiang, and said softly: "Take the pill, take a good rest, and I will avenge you."
Fang Sisi bled all over, looking at Yue Chen and said, "Subordinates, they didn't shame Yue Guo."
"I know!"
Yue Chen smiled, "You are good, Feilongying is good, take a good rest."
After speaking, Yue Chen turned around, holding the sword in his hand, and walked back to the center of the ring step by step.
In front of Yue Chen, Weng Jin raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a brilliant and cruel smile: "I didn't expect you to dare to run up by yourself, it really gave me a huge surprise."
Although Yue Chen had caught his own sword just now, Weng Jin could see that Yue Chen's strength was only a war spirit.
As long as it is Zhan Ling, he has the confidence to cruel Yue Chen.
At this moment, the ring on this side was watching, and Weng Jin happened to be able to make a name for himself so that everyone would know his Weng Jin's name.
Yue Chen's complexion was still calm, and he asked indifferently: "Our country Yue and Jiang are neighbors. To put it nicely, they are neighbors. Why do you treat my subordinates this way? Is it your own behavior or a high-level instruction."
Weng Jin sneered, folded her hands in front of her chest, and said proudly: "How am I behaving?
What about high-level instructions?
Yue Chen, you are just a little 2nd-level empire prince, and you dare to be so mad as to be an enemy of Jiang Guo?
How can you, a little prince, kill my prince Jiang and humiliate my princes?
If you do something, you have to pay a price. Regret is useless. "
Yue Chen nodded and said with an indifferent expression: "You are right. If you do something, you will have to bear the consequences. Regret is useless.
Your cause and effect, I will let you bear it. "
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing this, Weng Jin laughed.
"Only you?"
Weng Jin sneered, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Yes, it's me!"
Yue Chen's voice fell, and the thunder in his hand suddenly exploded, and the electric snake revolved around the sword, making a "cracking" sound. This scene was really shocking.
The power of thunder and lightning, even if you look at it from a distance, can shock people, and make people subconsciously frightened and afraid to approach.
This is the power of Thunder.
"Oh, kind of courage!"
Weng Jin sneered, grabbed the void with his right hand, and a silver spear turned into light and fell into his hand.
A level 6 magic weapon silver gun.
On the silver gun, the light suddenly appeared, and the breath was strong.
Weng Jin holding a silver gun, pointed at Yue Chen from a distance, grinned and said: "I want your fate to be worse than your subordinates. I will not only break your hamstrings and hamstrings, but also cut your flesh piece by piece. Yue Chen, if you have a backbone, don't give up."
"as you wish!"
Yue Chen shouted, his body flashing, he was actually taking the initiative to attack.
"Fast speed!"
In the audience, countless people exclaimed subconsciously.
Everyone only felt a silver light flashing on the ring, and Yue Chen had disappeared.
The audience was gone for everyone else, and Yue Chen attracted everyone's attention.
"This speed!"
Sima Qing said in surprise, "Is this the power of Thunder?"
Lie Qianjun nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, the power of thunder is not only violent than any power, but also speed.
If this power can be used by a warrior, who is of the same rank can beat him? "
"wrong!"
Suddenly, a respected old man exclaimed, "A war spirit, even if he has cultivated the power of thunder, he can't have such a speed. This is what level of cultivation technique he has cultivated. He will go against the sky. ?"