Chapter 1101: Defeat the Enemy with One Move

Because they are all elite disciples, the overall power of this murderous sword dance is more than twice as strong as the one Long Fei faced on the Jade Bridge, and it is more difficult to deal with.

Under the guidance of the flute sound of killing, this set of Mingyue Sword Dance, which is an ancient inheritance of the Moon Palace, has been improved and evolved for tens of thousands of years, and it is really worthy of its reputation.

Ten Grandmasters and Martial Saints, combined with the flute sound of Fang Qingxuan, not only simply blended the strength of these people together, but also multiplied it.

As long as they are trapped, any Saint Son Tianjiao will have to go through a hard battle.

Many Tianjiao were unwilling to go down in advance because they were not sure that they could break this murderous sword dance in a short time. Even if they won, they would have to spend a lot of effort.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen took the limelight, and it was inevitable that they would curse him as arrogant in their hearts.

Many people were sneering, and they all wanted to see how the arrogant Xiao Chen would fall into this murderous sword dance and lose the opportunity to win the Longmen Mountain card in order to show off. .

Will Xiao Chen be trapped in the murderous sword dance, wasting a lot of time and exposing his trump card?

Obviously not. Since he couldn't find a flaw, he would force a flaw.

When the flying murderous sword dance was about to completely cover Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen smiled slightly and a loud roar came out of his mouth.

The mana in the sea of ​​consciousness burned, and the Dragon Sound Art was fully exerted. The dragon roar that burst out instantly broke the sky, which was ten thousand times more terrifying than the nine-day thunder.

A beam of light passed through the broken clouds and fell on Xiao Chen, shining the Azure Dragon King in the white-clothed art with golden light, dazzling people's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds broke continuously like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and the light spread from Xiao Chen to the whole world.

In an instant, it seemed that because of Xiao Chen, the whole world was several times brighter, making everyone feel the dazzling sunlight.

Just because he, the Azure Dragon King, roared and broke the sky, the sound moved in all directions, and shattered the clouds!

The Moonlight Sword Dance does not have any flaws, but if you grasp it well, you can easily create a flaw.

The flaw is naturally in Fang Qingxuan's flute sound full of killing sounds.

The Dragon Sound Art is mainly used to deal with the spiritual martial arts of the Gods, but martial arts are dead, and people are alive.

As long as you can disrupt the opponent's rhythm, any martial arts can be used. This is the principle of learning and applying.

At the moment when the clouds broke apart and the sun shone directly on the ground, Xiao Chen moved. He rushed forward in a straight line, and the white-clothed disciples who were blocking in front were immediately knocked around like sandbags.

The rhythm of the Moonlight Sword Dance has been destroyed. These Moon Palace disciples are just ordinary master-level martial saints in front of Xiao Chen. Naturally, they can't stop Xiao Chen for a round.

In an instant, Xiao Chen rushed in front of Fang Qingxuan, and Therefore, the person who played the flute, Fang Qingxuan, was taken special care of by Xiao Chen's Dragon Sound Art.

At this moment, Fang Qingxuan's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. As soon as she held the long sword in her hand, Xiao Chen hit her wrist with a palm, and the long sword fell to the ground.

The action did not stop. Xiao Chen rushed forward and chopped it down again and again. When he was about to fall, he was moved and held back in time.

The palm fell on Fang Qingxuan's right shoulder, and a force came out, only knocking her body away without hurting her at all.

A dragon roar, one round, the famous Mingyue Sword Dance was easily broken by Xiao Chen.

Many people had expected that Xiao Chen would be entangled, but it did not happen. Instead, Mingyue Sword Dance was quickly disintegrated by Xiao Chen with a thunderous force.

Sweeping away the remaining clouds, without dragging, clean and neat.

Xiao Chen's white clothes art, standing On the most watched stage, if it weren't for the thousands of miles of clouds in the sky slowly gathering, I'm afraid many people would doubt it.

Everything they saw was just an illusion.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Chen turned around and bowed to the white-clothed disciple who was still on the stage.

The Moon Palace disciple bowed gracefully, returned the greeting, and then floated away, like a fairy dancing in the air, always so pleasing to the eye.

In the jade towers in the sky, the major saints seemed quite shocked. They never expected that Xiao Chen would break the Moon Sword Dance so easily.

They were silent, as if they couldn't accept this reality.

In the jade tower where Zhoutian Star Palace was located, Chu Yang stood up with a gloomy face and was about to rush down. Fu Hongye and a group of elders quickly stopped him.

"Saint son, don't be anxious. It's just the beginning. He is so powerful. How long has it been?" An old man with a goatee in Zhoutianxing Palace persuaded.

Fu Hongyao said softly: "Brother, there is really no need to worry. There are many masters on the 100 small arenas below. Many veterans from the last group of heroes are in them. They are all in their forties and their cultivation is not low."

"It will definitely force him to draw his sword. At that time, his depth will naturally be known at a glance."

Chu Yang's expression changed, and he sat down slowly and said: "I will let him show off for a while, and when he jumps high, I will step on him hard."

In the Jade Tower where the Five Poison Sect is located, the Holy Son of the Five Poison Sect has an uncertain expression and quickly made a decision to wait and see.

In the group of Wan Yao Island, Yan Shisan said in a bit of surprise: "I forgot that he knows the Dragon Sound Art. Let's wait a little longer. Only after he draws his sword can we really feel his strength."

Swish!

On the arena, as soon as the woman in white left, a man couldn't wait to fly forward, holding a heavy long stick, and came to the opposite side of Xiao Chen.

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"It's Wang Meng!"

"In the last Four Seas Heroes Conference, he ranked fourth. Now, twenty years have passed, and his cultivation has already reached the level of quasi-emperor. He can definitely fight with Xiao Chen!"

When this person appeared, he immediately caused a commotion and was recognized by many people.

Xiao Chen looked at him intently. This person's cultivation was indeed profound, not much worse than some saints. The only regret was that he was older and his potential had been almost tapped.

If there is no opportunity, it will be difficult to become an emperor in this life.

Wang Meng poked the long stick in the ring heavily, and countless cracks immediately appeared on the ground. In the turbulent wind and clouds, the opponent's momentum continued to gather.

Holding the long stick in one hand, he spun violently. After turning around, the wind howled even more fiercely. A simple action completely brought his momentum to the peak.

Even the air became solidified under the pressure of his momentum, and it pressed down on Xiao Chen like a mountain.

"Wang Meng, I have heard of the name of the Azure Dragon King for a long time. I am sorry for offending you by coming to fight with you today!"

After the words fell, Wang Meng shouted angrily, soared into the air, and pressed towards Xiao Chen with a stick.

He was like a mountain. The moment he stood up, the power of his feet made the ring unable to bear it, and it shook violently.

When the stick pressed down, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared, and three huge mountains gathered in the sky. The vastness of the mountains and rivers is jaw-dropping.

There are faint cracks in the air, and you can imagine how powerful this stick is.

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Chen had to take out his knife to face this powerful secret martial arts.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen also took out a long stick.

The long stick spun like the wind in his hand, and the wind whistled, and the overwhelming momentum poured out. The sky darkened in an instant, and thunderclouds were dense, as if the world was about to end.

One after another, lightning broke through the sky. When Wang Meng's long stick was about to press down, the long stick in Xiao Chen's hand stopped abruptly and stopped spinning.

The strong wind brought tens of thousands of lightning bolts, and behind Xiao Chen, it seemed to be pulling thousands of ancient beasts, running in the air, forming a vast and shocking picture.

Xiao Chen did not move his feet, and gently pushed the long stick in his hand forward towards Wang Meng, and the power of wind and thunder suddenly erupted at this moment.

He was like a king commanding thousands of troops, dressed in white, standing in the blood-stained battlefield, with outstanding style and no one could match him.

The three mountains that were pressing down fell apart and collapsed in an instant when Xiao Chen poked with the stick.

Wang Meng, who was fierce and imposing, spit out a mouthful of blood in the air and staggered to the ground.

Swoosh!

Xiao Chen held the stick like a gun, leaped up from the air, and pressed forward the moment Wang Meng landed.

Wang Meng retreated again and again, the stick tip was always only an inch away from his throat, the awe-inspiring aura oppressed him and he stepped back in panic.

He kept retreating, retreating to the edge of the ring, almost falling down, Xiao Chen sank his footsteps, and quickly retracted the long stick.

Wang Meng's heart was pounding, secretly saying that it was a close call, if he really fell down, he would lose face.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Chen bowed his hands, his face had neither the arrogance of defeating the opponent nor the hypocrisy of pretending to be hypocritical, calm as autumn water, polite and restrained.

Wang Meng felt a burning sensation on his face, turned around and left without saying a word, there was really nothing to say.

Before going on stage, his idea was very simple, just to step on this outdated The Azure Dragon King won a good name at the gathering of heroes.

If he really did it, think about it, when his life experience is talked about, there will definitely be an extra chapter, that is, the North Sea Tianjiao who dealt the last blow to the Azure Dragon King.

But the ending was a bit cruel. He couldn't even take Xiao Chen's move. If Xiao Chen hadn't stopped in time, he would have lost even more ugly.

Such an ending was not only unacceptable to Wang Meng, but also to many Tianxinghai warriors at the scene.

How could the veteran Tianjiao of Tianxinghai not take a single move in the hands of this outsider, and still be defeated by the stick method he was best at.

The scene was silent, hundreds of thousands of people didn't speak, as if they were dumb, they all planned to watch how the arrogant Xiao Chen was trampled.

However, the reality ruthlessly slapped his face, how could he accept it, how could he accept it!

In the lively gathering of heroes, it seemed that such a scene had never happened in the past ten thousand years. Hundreds of thousands of people were silent and quiet.

After a while, three veteran geniuses came on stage, but they were all defeated by Xiao Chen, all in one move.

Xiao Chen used the same weapon as his opponent. Under the simulation of the word change technique, Xiao Chen was no worse than his opponent in every weapon.

The gathering of heroes was carried out slowly in silence, without noise, without calling, no one spoke, and nothing to say.