Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety Seventh: One Knife Decides the Outcome

The ground above the entire arena was torn apart, countless huge clods of mud roared in the air, the dust was flying, and the ground was flattened by more than ten meters, which shows how terrifying the power of the two moves is.

Seeing the air waves coming from the pavement, Xiao Chen gave a soft drink, stabbed out with a knife, and immediately broke through the billowing air waves, his spiritual consciousness locked onto Murong Chong's figure, and rushed away quickly.

The soil and boulders in front of him were all split open with a single knife, and they did not resist Xiao Chen's footsteps in the slightest.

Murong Chong's face was gloomy, and he swung a few bursts of saber energy, crushing the incoming air waves and rocks, sensing Xiao Chen's figure in the wind.

With a cold snort, the toes hit the ground a little harder, and he jumped over directly.

call out!

Amidst the dust and howling wind, the two saw each other at the same time, their bodies leaped in the air, their murderous aura collided in the air, and they attacked without hesitation.

Clang, clang!

The entire arena is full of long-lasting electric currents and wind and cloud energy, as well as huge mud clods flying all over the sky, and dust covering the sky, making it extremely chaotic.

The entire audience on the Feitian platform stood up and used their eyesight enough to see the situation off the stage clearly.

"Why can't I see, what happened to these two people, I can only hear the voice."

"I can see a little bit, but the speed of the two is too fast, and I can only find two blurred figures."

"There is too much dust, and the electric current and strong wind also interfere with the line of sight, but the two of them fought so fiercely that they were crazy."

Despite having good eyesight, there are still many warriors with insufficient cultivation, unable to see the situation on the field clearly. Only a small number of core disciples with relatively advanced cultivation bases can capture the figures of the two of them.

But I couldn't fully understand it. Apart from the people in the elders' meeting, only Liu Ruyue could fully see the situation on the field.

"Sister, how's the situation?" Liu Suifeng asked anxiously beside Liu Ruyue.

Liu Ruyue's expression was complicated, her usually firm eyes seemed to be tangled and painful at this moment, she said in a trembling voice: "They are all crazy, how could this happen."

Dust was flying, lightning was flying everywhere, and Murong Chong and Xiao Chen were covered in blood all over their bodies on the arena where the wind was roaring, and no part of their clothes was intact.

The figures of the two were walking around on the ground. The speed of the two was similar. It was very difficult to injure the opponent if they wanted to completely avoid the opponent's attack.

Basically, if you hurt me once, I can kill you right away.

At this moment, both of them are red-eyed. They don't care about the scars on their bodies, and they circulate their vitality to the extreme. You are more ruthless than me, and I am more ruthless than you. It just depends on who can last longer.

Both sides have certain advantages, Xiao Chen's advantage is that his physical body is strong, and his physical endurance is stronger than that of Murong Chong. Murong Chong's cultivation is advanced, and he has more vitality reserves in his body than Xiao Chen, so he can have more vitality for him to consume.

If the two of them just kept standing like this, it would definitely be the result of both losing and dying together.

Puff!

A bolt of thunder and lightning fell, turning a piece of flying mud into countless dust. Xiao Chen's sword combined with the artistic conception of thunder met Murong Chong's knife with the artistic conception of wind and cloud.

When the blades collided, there was an ear-piercing clang sound in the air. The two artistic concepts collided, and a burst of violent energy erupted. The dust within a hundred meters around was immediately wiped out.

The two retreated a hundred meters each, and on the snow-white blade, blood fell drop by drop, tick-tock-tick.

Murong Chong said in a cold voice, "One knife will determine the outcome."

"Yes." Xiao Chen tightened the handle of the knife, and responded lightly. The blood on the handle was connected with the palm of his hand, as if the knife was a part of flesh and blood.

Now both of them have understood that if things go on like this, there will be no results. One move to determine the outcome is the best way to resolve the deadlock.

As soon as the words fell, countless gusts of wind gathered behind Murong Chong, and in an instant, all the dust and mud behind him, as well as the scattered electric currents, were all driven away.

Only the purest artistic conception of wind remains, and the clouds in the sky are billowing, continuous, and rapidly surging.

Murong Chong's aura rose sharply, and a sense of king emanated from him.

Although there is only a trace of this king's will, it is full of supreme majesty, spreading to the surrounding auditorium, everyone can feel this king's aura, and there is a faint desire to worship in their hearts.

Xiao Chen was slightly startled, Murong Chong had actually skipped the comprehension of the artistic conception, and touched a trace of the existence above the artistic conception, and it was the extremely high will of the king.

You overwhelm me with the power of a king, then I will overwhelm you with the power of a god and man, Xiao Chen said calmly in his heart.

The thunderclouds in the sky began to gather continuously, and finally formed a huge thundercloud vortex, which was as high as hundreds of feet long.

Every time it rotates around, there are countless thunder-attribute heaven and earth auras, blending into it, and lightning bolts pierced the sky all over the body, suspended above the ring, and a wave of supreme power spread out from it.

Boom boom boom boom!

The sound of galloping and roaring came from the vortex. These sounds finally combined to form a bright electric light. A knight with golden lightning flashing all over his body, with a golden spear in his hand, half of his figure was exposed from the vortex.

This is the revised Ben Lei Roar, which fuses all Thunder Knights together and adds a touch of God's coercion into it to form a real single-body martial skill.

The golden spear tip pointed directly at Murong Chong on the ground, and a wave of Thunder God's power spread down, heading towards Murong Chong who had climbed to the peak of the king.

The two invisible auras collided in the air, entangled and intertwined, and rippled water curtains burst out in the air.

Ben Lei roared!

All-powerful!

The two shouted at the same time, the golden thunder knight moved his spear down, and riding the golden war horse chasing clouds and lightning, with a trace of divine power, he rushed straight towards Murong through the distance of space.

The gust of wind stopped behind Murong Chong, the clouds above his head were no longer rolling, there was a solitude between the sky and the earth, only the all-powerful knife that pierced through the nine heavens was swung out violently.

The bright saber light shot straight into the sky, and slammed into the golden Thunder Knight, but it was a saber aura that contained the will of the king. The aura of going forward and looking down on the world moved the world.

However, Xiao Chen's golden thunder knight contained the power of gods. This power of gods and people was simulated by Xiao Chen based on the gods left by the saints in the silver warship.

Although it wasn't authentic divine power, when meeting Murong Chong who had just grasped a trace of the king's will, he could easily overcome him.

How can a king among men beat a god in the sky? Unless Murong Chong understands the will of a god, there is no chance of winning.

The golden thunder knight danced with his spear, and the dazzling golden lightning condensed behind him, converging into a beam of golden spear light, which ruthlessly hit Murong Chong's sword energy that contained the will of the king.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The air exploded with a bang, and the two wills clashed fiercely in the air. There was a violent explosion, and in the calm air, it seemed that waves had been blown up, and the entire space became blurred.

call out!

With a swipe, the golden knight pierced Murong Chong's saber energy with a single shot, and riding a golden horse, he descended into the sky, drawing a golden stream of light.

Murong Chong's stern face was slightly distracted, and when the tip of the spear was about to touch his chest, the blade turned quickly, and the thin blade touched the golden spear point.

boom!

Under Xiao Chen's control, the knight exploded with a bang, and all the terrifying power gathered on the tip of the spear, causing Murong to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards.

Xiao Chen was dizzy. Apart from consuming a lot of vitality, this move was more about consuming the source of divine consciousness, simulating a divine power, which almost exhausted his original spiritual consciousness.

With the tip of his tongue against his teeth, Xiao Chen bit down hard, a huge pain came, and he felt dizzy, and he finally got better.

With a sharp toe on the ground, his body leaped in the air, and stabbed Murong Chong's chest with a knife.

Murong Chong fell in the air, his body was not only injured by lightning, but also mentally suppressed by the incoming divine power, completely lost the ability to resist.

With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Chen deflected the knife that was originally aimed at Murong Chong's heart by five centimeters.

Murong Chong fell from the sky, and the pain in his chest made him recover. At this moment, his hair was messed up, the blood stains at the corner of his mouth were not clean, and there were wounds all over his body.

The power of artistic conception of the two of them was exhausted, the wind stopped roaring, the clouds stopped rolling, the thunder light dissipated, and the dust fell. At this moment, it was extremely quiet, except for the sound of their blood dripping to the ground.

"Murong Chong was actually defeated by Xiao Chen, how could it be possible?"

The glare of the sun shone down from the nine heavens again, and the audience on the field watched the scene on the ring, all of them were extremely surprised.

Xiao Chen, who was originally not favored by everyone, actually defeated Murong Chong, who had always been ranked first in the Tiandao Pavilion Fengyun Ranking.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was expressionless and also not much better, Murong Chong showed a bitter smile on his stern face, and murmured: "Why don't you kill me."

"I don't have a big enmity with you, and you saved my life, so it's a clean bill." Xiao Chen said calmly.

A little angry expression suddenly appeared on Murong Chong's stern face, and he said: "Your heart is not in Qingyun at all, why are you robbing me of things?"

Xiao Chen looked calm, without any disturbance, and said lightly: "Are you sure it's yours? Things in this world are either yours or yours. Only when you get it can you call it possession."

Click!

After finishing speaking, the tip of the knife was drawn out, and Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath.

Murong Chong's chest suddenly gushed out a stream of blood, his body swayed and fell down, and finally fell to one knee on the ground, thrusting the blade of the knife into the ground and trying to maintain his balance.

"Murong Chong failed the challenge, and the position of Qingyun Peak's master remains unchanged." After Murong Chong fell, the old man reappeared and announced the result.

After the old man finished speaking, a group of disciples from Yunv Peak immediately came out, carried Xiao Chen and Murong Chong down, and helped them heal their injuries.

In the dark audience, there were voices of discussion one after another, and many people couldn't accept the result, and couldn't believe that Murong Chong would lose.