Chapter 3370: Fierce heart

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"Om ..."
The sharp swordmang swept open, and the floor on the stage of Yanwu was shattered by the infiltrating sword gas.
Both of them are leaders of Xianzong's disciples. Although the two offensives have not yet completely erupted, the mighty power has already made countless Xianzong disciples discolored. At this point, Duanmu Dengfeng's face was full of dignity, and he felt that Mo Yanchen was indeed better than him, but he must stop it anyway today because the latter has already Blinded by hate double
For now, if he was given command, the disciples of the Celestial Sect of Heaven would have suffered serious injuries and deaths, and might even be buried again!
"The two brothers are really powerful ..."
Many disciples closely watched the two offensive attacks on the field, and there was a strong shock on their faces. Obviously, they did not expect that they would win the match so quickly. negative.
"It is indeed a person who has impacted the Sixth Heaven of Xianjun. Such strength is indeed better than Brother Dengfeng!"
Looking at the dragon that was condensed by the gray sword, Qin Yichen also appeared a dignified color on his face.
"Brother, I know you can't forget those hatreds, but we aren't forgetting either, but now is not the time to collect debts."
Duanmu Dengfeng took a deep breath, his eyes tightly locked on the opposite figure, and the dignified voice came out slowly.
"Do you want to endure humiliation again?"
There was a self-deprecating smile at the corner of Mo Yanchen's mouth. He glanced at the place where Tianyuan Xianzong was located, then shook his head, and said gloomily, "Sorry, I can't bear it anymore."
"Ugh……"
Seeing Mo Yanchen so stubborn, Duanmu Dengfeng also sighed helplessly, and finally took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions of the turbulence in his heart, and then his handprints were frozen, and there was a bright brilliance on his sword. move.
"Om ..."
With Duanmu's ascension, Zhenyuan between heaven and earth suddenly boiled, and the immortal force surged behind him. In the next instant, the immortal impulsive force swept away from the sharp sword in his hand, and then turned into a huge sword shadow. . As soon as the sword shadow appeared, a dark space crack appeared on the stage of Yanwu. This appearance changed the appearance of many disciples, and they could feel the horrible fluctuations pervaded by the sword shadow. If Jianying locked him up,
I am afraid they cannot escape at all.
"Zhan Ying destroys the Immortal Sword!" Under the confluence of countless lights, Duanmu Dengfeng held his palm in the palm of his hand, grabbed the sword shadow remotely, and the next moment, a sound of deep drinking came from his mouth, and then the palm With a wave, the huge sword shadow suddenly pointed at Mo Yanchen, spinning
That burst out.
"call out!"
Where the shadow of the sword passed, there was a huge dark trace left in the space. It looked as if heaven and earth were split apart by this sword.
The Yanwutai below broke down as much as possible, even if there was a barrier and isolation, the terrible sword qi also made the disciples around it hurt.
The sharp sword spirit filled the whole stage of Yanwu, but Mo Yanchen's face was not afraid.
"Is it extinct?"
Looking at the sword shadow, Mo Yanchen murmured, and in his eyes there was a flash of cold mang, and then, a cold voice came out slowly from his mouth: "Master, compared with Xing Xing, you There is still a big gap in the sword! "
"Roar!"
As Mo Yanchen's voice fell, the true elements of his body suddenly boiled, and the brutal shadow snarled and screamed out suddenly. The attitude was no weaker than Duanmu Dengfeng's fairy art.
"This ... is it his own magic ?!"
"Did Brother Mo Chenchen already reach this level?"
"What a terrible fairy!"
Looking at the brutal shadow, countless disciples changed their faces, and they were a little bit bitter in surprise.
After Moxian Chen left Xianzong, he secretly killed many disciples of Shenxiao Xianzong, but he was also wanted by Shenxiao Xianzong. In these years, the latter's situation must be extremely dangerous.
Can create such a fierce immortal magical power, Mo Yanchen's experience, I am afraid even more fierce than they imagine.
"If not blinded by hatred, Yun Chen's achievements might be limitless!"
On the high platform, Huang Fuyu's eyes flashed, and he sighed softly.
In this regard, Duanmu Longdou and Wei Jiang looked at each other, and their faces were all helpless.
Xianzong's disciples are more and more outstanding. It stands to reason that they should be happy, but now they are worried about Mo Yanchen's strength.
If Mo Yuchen Qiang had taken command, this time on the hunting battlefield, Tianyuan Xianzong would be ...
And when everyone was amazed, the two powerful immortal magical powers had crossed the sky of Yanwu Stadium like a meteor, and they collided with each other under the eyes of countless lights.
"boom!"
At this instant, the world shivered fiercely, the sharp sword air swept open, and the entire performance martial art field burst, and even the surrounding barrier shuddered, as if it would break open at any time.
"Hmm! Hmm!"
Upon seeing this, the figures of the elders moved around Yanwu Stadium, and the trembling barrier stabilized before the trembling surge.
In the performance martial arts field, the two rays eroded each other frantically, so much movement that made countless disciples startled.
"Oh!" A gray light whistled past Duanmu Dengfeng, and in the next moment, the light flashed in his eyes, and the figure burst out suddenly, directly carrying a sharp sword gas, passing through two mutually eroding Immortal magic, facing the throat storm of Mo Yanchen
Sting away.
However, what is surprising is that in the face of his fierce offensive, Mo Yanchen did not dodge, but instead moved his palm and grabbed the probe, he actually planned to grab the sword with his palm!
Seeing this scene, Duanmu Dengfeng's eyes flashed a stunned look, looking at the scarred face, his heart could not help but fluctuate. The sword awn that was enough to penetrate the latter's arm was also hesitant. Minute.
"Oh!"
At the moment of Duanmu Dengfeng's hesitation, Mo Yanchen had already grasped the sharp sword in his hand, and the sharp sword gas instantly cut through his palm and filled his hands with blood.
However, as if Mo Chenchen did not notice the pain, the sharp eyes were staring at the latter, and finally shook his head slightly, and said, "Master, I said not to keep my hands, now I am long gone It was Mo Yanchen before. "
The words fell, Mo Yanchen's eyes sank, and then the other palm burst out like lightning, with terrible suffocation, printed on the latter's chest.
"Oh!"
The fierce force was like a tsunami pouring down. Duanmu Dengfeng trembled, blood gushed from his mouth, and his body fell on the ground in a daunting manner.
"Oh!"
And just when Duanmu Dengfeng raised his breath and wanted to get up, Mo Yanchen's figure had appeared in front of him like a ghost, and the grey giant sword was on his head.
"Can you declare the result?" Mo Yanchen looked away from the high platform, his voice slowly sounded, but the grey sword in his hand did not mean to move away at all, so it looked as if the senior management did not approve it. , His sword will be cut down in general.