Chapter 426: Relentless Jian Chen

"The third game, Jian Chen vs Bingji Sea!"

Xue Piaoling looked at the two people whose eyes crossed and showed no weakness, and announced loudly.

"I, I admit defeat!"

Looking at Jian Chen, who looked like an unsheathed sword with a chilling air, thinking of his ruthless and fierce means, Bing Jihai, a genius of the Ice Palace, clenched his fists tightly. Under Bing Qingchuan's persuasion, he humiliated and conceded defeat.

Bingjihai conceded defeat, the tower of luck he had condensed collapsed immediately, and a large amount of the power of luck poured into Jian Chen's body, helping him to condense the tower of luck with the same level as Ye Chenfeng and Bingcangshan. .

"Jihai, a short-term defeat is nothing. When we help the Western Demon Sect destroy the Misty Mountain, my Ice Palace is the overlord of the Northern Spiritual Territory. I will satisfy you with whatever training resources you want."

Looking at the gloomy and unwilling Bingji Sea, Bing Qingchuan persuaded through voice transmission.

"Jian Chen, sooner or later, I will kill you, shame on you." Bing Jihai swore secretly in his heart.

Bingjihai conceded defeat, and the top four of Tiangucheng Huiwu were born, namely Ye Chenfeng, Jianchen, Bingcangshan and Mangfeng.

After the lottery, Jian Chen got the No. 1 lottery, Mang Feng got the No. 2 lottery, Bing Cangshan got the No. 3 lot, and Ye Chenfeng got the No. 4 lot.

After the lottery was over, Ye Chenfeng, whose face was neither happy nor sad, made it impossible to speculate on his true thoughts. He jumped in the air, crossed hundreds of meters, and returned to the stand.

"Ye Chenfeng, your good luck ends here. I will destroy the hope of Misty Mountain with my own hands and send you to hell together."

Watching the back of Ye Chenfeng leaving, Bing Cangshan's eyes hidden in his hair shot out a strong murderous aura, staring at Ye Chenfeng like he was watching his prey, thinking silently in his heart.

"The morning game is over, and the afternoon round-robin round will be held two hours later to decide the final champion." Xue Piaoling announced loudly, ending the morning's competition.

Because Ye Chenfeng, Jian Chen, and Bingcangshan showed their absolute strength, this Tiangucheng Festival was unprecedentedly fierce and exciting. While waiting for the round-robin competition of the top four, the disciples of the major forces were interested in guessing the title of the champion.

Bing Cangshan, who defeated Gan Wuxin with one move, was favored by the vast majority of people. Jian Chen's support rate was second only to him, while Ye Chenfeng's support rate ranked third. Mang Feng, who was promoted by bye, was almost not optimistic about his power. Overwhelm the crowd and win the final championship.

"Chenfeng, although the battle in the afternoon is important, your life is more important. If you lose, don't be brave."

Seeing the terrifying strength of Bingcangshan, Xue Piaoling couldn't help worrying about the afternoon game, and said seriously.

"Don't worry, Miss Piaoling, he will definitely lose."

Ye Chenfeng smiled confidently, but he was not sure to kill Bingcangshan.

Time passed quickly, and two hours went by in a flash.

After two hours passed, Jian Chen and Mang Feng, the two top geniuses, opened their closed eyes at the same time, condensed their soul wings and flew towards the martial arts arena.

The stand, which was still noisy just now, became silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes were completely attracted by the two of them.

"Jianchen, let me teach you whether you, the first disciple of Jiangu, have gained a false reputation."

Mang Feng held a nine-foot-nine-inch long handle, with a white snake hovering around the spear, a low-grade Heavenly Artifact-level long spear, and pointed at Jian Chen, who looked indifferent, and said with high fighting intent.

"Is there so much nonsense in waste?"

Jian Chen embraced the Eight Fierce Swords, looked at him indifferently, and said without a trace of emotion.

As he spoke, a fierce aura that shocked the world spewed out of Jian Chen's body. In an instant, his entire aura changed greatly, becoming terrifying and full of killing intent, causing Mang Feng's complexion to change slightly. .

"The power of blood, burn!"

Feeling that Jian Chen was more terrifying than he had imagined, Mang Feng unhesitatingly stimulated the power of his bloodline, a sturdy body, covered with black hair, and a ferocious giant ape phantom appeared on his body, improving to the greatest extent. by his strength.

"Game start."

Looking at the tit-for-tat two, Xue Piaoling did not delay, and with a single command, announced the start of the game.

"Go to hell, Snake Spear."

With a loud shout, the rolling soul power was injected into the white snake spear in his hand, and the sharp spear light turned into a ferocious giant python, stabbing Jian Chen with astonishing destructive power.

Facing the attack of the snake-turning spear stabbed by Mangfeng, the Eight Fierce Swords in Jian Chen’s hands let out a piercing sound, and an arc-like sword light shot out, penetrating the layers of air, and stabbing at Hua. Snake gun.

"Crack!"

The two tentative attacks collided and shattered at the same time.

However, Jian Chen didn't use any soul skills with the sword just now, he just stabbed a sword casually, while Mang Feng burned the power of his bloodline and used his soul skills.

"Whoosh!"

After one blow, Jian Chen moved, and his entire body turned into an incomparably sharp afterimage, like a hurricane that swept across the world, swept towards Mangfeng, launched a violent attack on him, and instantly suppressed Mangfeng's offensive. .

"The Way of the Wind, this Jian Chen is using the Way of the Wind."

Seeing Jian Chen's illusion of the wind, Xue Tianchi's eyes widened, surprised that Jian Chen understood the mysterious meaning of the wind at such a young age.

"Chichichi!"

Jian Chen used the Way of the Wind, and after a ferocious attack, Mang Feng's body defense was continuously broken, and his whole body was covered with criss-crossing cracks, and a lot of blood seeped out, staining his clothes red.

"Snake shadows the world!"

The offensive was completely suppressed, and the dangerous Mang Feng roared, and the spear shadow that pierced into the sky turned into a spirit snake that swam in the void and launched a counterattack against Jian Chen.

"The meaning of the wind, the wind splits the sky!"

Jian Chen's pupils shrank, and three wind patterns flew out of his body, turning into three sword shadows connecting the heavens and the earth, directly tearing the world of snake shadows cast by Mangfeng, and slashing towards the sky at a very fast speed. his body.

"What, the mood of the Tao!"

Mang Feng did not expect that his ultimate move would be broken so easily, and he wanted to dodge as soon as his face changed.

However, the speed of Jian Chen's Astral Wind Splitting Sky was too fast, exceeding the speed of light by several times.

Although he dodged the two sword shadows with the help of his movement, he was hit by the last sword shadow formed by the wind pattern that ripped through the air. A crack appeared in the armor, and the whole person fell and flew out.

"die!"

One blow severely damaged Mangfeng, but Jian Chen did not slow down the offensive, his whole body turned into a sword light, and he was about to end Mangfeng's life and end the battle.

With his life hanging by a thread, Mang Feng had to reveal his secret, quickly unlocked the seal on his body, and released a large amount of demonic energy as a last-ditch effort.

"Wanhua Black Lotus!"

Mang Feng roared loudly, and the demonic energy gushing out of his body quickly gathered into a monstrous black lotus of destruction, which slammed into Jian Chen from a distance, trying to force him back.

"There is something wrong with this Ice Palace, Snake Valley!"

Looking at the Wanhua Heilian, Liu Yunzong, Ganjia and other power experts who were condensed by Mangfeng confirmed the speculation in their hearts. These two major forces are very likely to be related to the Western Demon Sect, and they also understand why Misty Mountain is related to their two major forces. The situation is like fire and water, and there is no mercy.

However, when they saw that there was no drastic action on the Miao Miao Mountain side, they held back the anger in their hearts and waited for the development of the situation.

"The pattern of the sword, a sword blows blood!"

Being attacked by Wanhua Heilian, Jian Chen did not slow down his offensive. As the three sword patterns flew out of his body, his attack power rose steadily. Through the Wanhua black lotus, it accurately stabbed Mang Feng's forehead.

"Bang!"

Mang Feng's head shattered like a watermelon, a large amount of blood splattered on the ground, and his strong body fell heavily to the ground, killing Huangquan.

Strongly killing Mang Feng, the power of luck poured into Jian Chen's body frantically, and soon, the tower of luck floating above Jian Chen's head condensed to the fifth floor.

After killing Mang Feng, Jian Chen's sharp eyes glanced at Mang Hanche and the others, whose face was ashen, without any hesitation, he summoned his soul wings and flew back to the stand, waiting for Ye Chenfeng and Bingcangshan's peak duel.