Chapter 296: The Broken Invincible Myth

The artistic conception of thunder contained in the sky-shattering sunflower also immediately diminished, and its power was greatly weakened.

Murong Chong on the ground looked at the sunflower tree and Xiao Chen falling from the sky, with a cold and heartless smile on his face.

Xiao Chen was startled, and said inwardly that Murong Chong actually cultivated a dual artistic conception, the combination of wind and cloud, and the cloud's borrowing of the wind, his own artistic conception of thunder was completely suppressed.

Murong Chong stood up slowly from the ground, and a purple bolt of lightning collided above the clouds, piercing through the dim arena.

call!

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, flicking the lightning into it, forming a terrifying purple tornado.

With a finger of Murong Chong's long knife, the purple dragon roll immediately swept towards Xiao Chen and the sacred tree of sunflower in the air.

bang bang bang!

The berserk purple tornado, which combines the energy of wind and lightning, has the attribute of lightning, and the rage of the wind is powerful enough to rival the high-level martial arts of the earth level.

Hitting on the turnip tree, both of them carried lightning-like martial arts, emitting terrifying electric currents in the air, the silver snake danced wildly, and the air was full of electric currents the size of small snakes.

There were a total of five impacts, each of which would make a loud crackling noise, and the color of Xiao Chen's sacred turnip tree would be much dimmer.

On the fifth hit, the sacred tree of turnips transformed by Xiao Chen completely disappeared, and the terrifying purple tornado, without the hindrance of turnips, moved towards Xiao Chen ferociously with a violent aura.

retreat!

The artistic conception of thunder was suppressed, Xiao Chen didn't dare to fight recklessly, he could only avoid its edge first, opened the wind boots, and flew back at the speed of sound.

Whoosh!

Next to the purple tornado, Murong Chong's figure suddenly appeared in the air, erratic, with both the violent wind and the misty clouds, the combination of the two is elusive.

clang!

A blade of light slashed towards Xiao Chen fiercely from a strange angle, Xiao Chen swung the blade to resist, and the violent power came from above, instantly defeating the thunderous artistic conception contained in the blade's momentum.

Back again!

Then this force,

Xiao Chen's body flew back again, and the right hand holding the knife was numb for a while, and he almost couldn't hold the handle of the knife.

As Xiao Chen kept retreating, the thunderclouds in the sky were continuously compressed by the opponent's artistic conception of wind and cloud. Under the ebb and flow, Murong Chong's momentum was like a rainbow, and he reversed the decline all at once.

"Give up, although your artistic conception of thunder is pure and incomparable, but under the combination of my artistic conception of wind and cloud, there is no chance."

Murong Chong's voice sounded in the air, following Murong Chong's erratic figure, it spread from all directions, making people unable to tell the exact direction, and it lingered in the wind for a long time.

"Murong Chong is Murong Chong, and it is hidden so deeply. In addition to Dacheng's artistic conception of wind, I did not expect to have Dacheng's artistic conception of cloud. The most important thing is that the combination is so perfect. It is worthy of being the number one in the Tiandao Pavilion Fengyun list people."

"The artistic conception of thunder is suppressed. In this case, Ye Chen's combat power is only ordinary middle-rank martial arts. It is only a matter of time before he loses."

"It seems that Murong Chong's undefeated myth will continue for a while. The younger generation, at least no one in Xihe Mansion can defeat him. Looking at Daqin, he can also be ranked in the top three."

The situation in the arena was quite obvious. Murong Chong, who displayed the artistic conception of clouds, completely reversed the deadlock, and the advantage that Xiao Chen had just created was wiped out.

He could only be passively suppressed and beaten, and most people believed that when his artistic conception of thunder was compressed until it completely disappeared, that was when he lost.

A look of loneliness flashed across Liu Ruyue's face, she was not worried about whether Xiao Chen could keep Qing Yunfeng, she only hoped that he could survive.

And not because of this failure, losing the edge of a warrior, especially the edge of a swordsman, this is what she is most worried about.

Even at such a point, Xiao Chen's heart was still extremely calm, and he seemed to have a wonderful feeling in his heart, and the surrounding discussions and Murong Chong's words did not cause any interference to him.

His mind was clear, and he was still thinking about ways to break the situation.

The reason why he has become so passive now is undoubtedly because the artistic conception has been suppressed, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Although he knew that artistic conception was very important before, he never thought it would be so important. Wu Kui Zhentian, who lost the support of strong artistic conception, was not even as good as a purple tornado from the opponent.

At this moment, even if he uses the ultimate martial skill of the Wukui Saber Technique, it may be difficult to achieve the expected power. Without the support of the artistic conception, it is really difficult to move forward.

In the past seven days, he had put the cart before the horse. He should not spend too much time practicing new martial arts, but should strengthen his artistic conception.

Xiao Chen's artistic conception itself is not strong, but because of practicing Zi Lei Jue, the artistic conception is much purer than that of ordinary warriors. Xiaocheng's peak artistic conception can overwhelm the opponent's Dacheng artistic conception.

From the beginning of the duel, he was able to fight against Murong Chong, who was much higher than him, and he did not lose the wind. A large part of it was because of this reason.

But it's not too late to know now, even if he loses today, he has gained enough, and his future direction will become much clearer.

touch!

While Xiao Chen was thinking, the movements in his hands still didn't stop, and his divine sense was exerted to try to catch the erratic Murong Chong's figure, resisting the saber moves he attacked one by one.

In the sky, Xiao Chen's artistic conception of thunder has been suppressed to the last step, only a thunder cloud is still struggling to support, surrounded by billowing white clouds combined with the artistic conception of wind.

The white clouds rolled and boundless, raising Murong Chong's aura to the peak. Looking at Xiao Chen who had already retreated to the corner, Murong Chong said calmly: "Come to an end, Fengyun Three Styles, chasing clouds and chasing electricity!"

Murong Chong let out a roar, and the terrifying purple dragon roll turned into a 100-meter-long twisted dragon. The densely packed dragon scales on the dragon's body were clearly visible, as if it were a real dragon.

White clouds fluttered around Hanging Dragon, and he jumped out of the clouds in a flash, opened his mouth and spit out a blue smoke, roaring towards Xiao Chen.

The violent twisted dragon, whose speed has exceeded the speed of sound, infinitely close to twice the speed of sound, did not give Xiao Chen any extra time to think, and came before him.

Seeing the roaring dragon on the ring, flying towards Xiao Chen rapidly, everyone in the arena gasped, Liu Ruyue couldn't help but stood up from the seat, and opened her mouth to say something.

bang bang!

At the moment when the dragon engulfed Xiao Chen, there was a violent explosion, and a blue dragon hovered on Xiao Chen's right arm.

Although the green dragon is small, the martial soul of the ancient beast is genuine, and the little auger dragon is just a fake dragon even if it is lifelike.

Where would it be the opponent of the real dragon, the green dragon broke through it all at once, and exploded into pieces of scattered air currents.

Breaking through the green dragon chasing clouds and electricity, the energy contained in it has not been exhausted, and he opened his mouth to roar a dragon roar that resounded through the world, and the majesty of the holy beast spread across the entire arena.

All the warriors on the stands felt a tremor from the bottom of their hearts, the sound of the dragon's chant actually contained holy power.

Murong Chong frowned, gathering violent wind walls to block in front of him, trying to resist the attack of this move.

Among the more than 300 acupuncture points in his body, the Azure Dragon Martial Soul is Xiao Chen's real trump card, but this trump card, Xiao Chen will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The Qinglong Wuhun has disappeared for thousands of years, and exists like a mystery. If his identity as the Qinglong Wuhun is spread, it may cause some unnecessary disturbances.

But Murong Chong's move just now was too dangerous, Xiao Chen's artistic conception was suppressed. There is no other way to resist it, nor to avoid it, but to take out this hole card, or maybe he may die under this move.

In the sky, the billowing white clouds that had been suppressing Xiao Chen's artistic conception of thunder unexpectedly began to shrink back unexpectedly, and the sacred power contained in that dragon chant actually forced Murong Chong's artistic conception back.

bang bang bang!

Qinglong broke through the wind wall laid down by Murong Chong, making harsh friction sounds. Seeing that the wind wall could not resist Qinglong, Murong Chong made a decisive decision and retreated quickly.

The erratic figure flickered up and down in the air, laying down wind walls with every step, and the green dragon followed closely as if alive, gnawing at it.

After chasing for a distance of thousands of meters, it turned into nothingness and disappeared into the air because of the exhaustion of strength.

"The green dragon actually contains holy power. What is going on? Could it be that his martial soul is also inherited from ancient times?" After Murong Chong landed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was full of doubts in his heart.

Rumble!

At this moment, the muffled sound of thunder that had stayed in the field for a long time sounded again and again, and Xiao Chen's artistic conception of thunder climbed to the peak again.

Murong Chong's face changed, and he saw that there was only a small piece of thundercloud left in the sky, and it was already fighting against his white cloud, standing on the sky on the ring, not giving in.

It's time for the final decisive battle, Xiao Chen doesn't want to give the opponent another chance to force his mood back.

Turnips break the sky!

With a soft shout, a huge thunder rang out between the sky and the earth, and the ancient god tree Wukui grew rapidly on the top of Xiao Chen's head following the thunder.

The moment the turnip tree grew, a bright knife column rose from the blade, soaring into the sky, and stretched rapidly, as if it wanted to break the sky and shatter the ground.

Damn it, Murong Chong's face was gloomy, he didn't expect Xiao Chen to bring him to such a close situation in a situation that was bound to lose.

But at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think, the bright beam of light contained the terrifying artistic conception of thunder, and shot towards him quickly.

Fengyun three styles, open the clouds to see the sky!

Murong Chong let out a roar, his long hair fluttered, his clothes fluttered, the strong wind whipped up streams of air around him, white clouds in the sky drifted.

A bright beam of light also lit up on the blade, and with the artistic conception of wind and cloud, it met Xiao Chen's Wukui Potian.

Two beams of light, one white and one purple, quickly pulled together, and after a while, they knocked down together.

boom!

The beams of light collided, forming a huge chaotic vortex between the flat ground, and the ground above the ground was immediately blasted into an endless hole.

Countless dust above the entrance of the cave shot up into the sky, and a circle of air waves visible to the naked eye gushed out towards the surroundings, blowing away all the dust on the ring.