Chapter 216: Burn the Boats

"Who is this person?" Some people asked in surprise. This was the first time that Wang Guiwu was knocked away like this since the competition.

"Isn't Miao Daoxin the chief disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect?"

"With this strength, he is not yet the chief disciple of the true disciple. He is a newly promoted true disciple?" Some people immediately thought of the four sects recently. Some inner disciples had just experienced the secret realm and were promoted to true disciples.

But since he is a newly promoted true disciple, is his strength a bit exaggerated? Even if Wang Guiwu was a little careless, it would be unlikely for him to be swept away by a sword like this.

"He is the tenth true disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect. Two months ago, he was only the last true disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect, but by challenging Zeng Zaiwen, he became the new tenth true disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect!"

Soon, Chen Fei's information was finally found, and Chen Fei's identity and origin were also known by the surrounding sects.

Other sects would specially collect the information of the true disciples of each sect, after all, they are all seeds that may break through to the realm of training in the future. Especially the top ten true disciples, the chance is even greater, and it is within the collection range.

In the Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling looked at Chen Fei on the martial arts field, and always felt that this person was familiar. She should have seen him before, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Feng Xiupu was already standing at the side of the martial arts field at this moment, looking at Chen Fei. Next to Feng Xiupu was Wu Guangyin. After Wu Guangyin stabilized Miao Daoxin's injury, he saw Chen Fei sweep Wang Guiwu away with a sword.

This scene made Wu Guangyin, who was not prepared, stunned for a moment.

Before, when he knew that Chen Fei defeated Zeng Zaiwen and became the tenth true disciple of the sect, Wu Guangyin was already very surprised. After all, Chen Fei had practiced the Chongyuan Sword for too short a time.

Now two months have passed, Chen Fei's strength has actually improved further, directly surpassing Miao Daoxin, and now he has even beaten Wang Guiwu away with a sword.

The meaning of this made Wu Guangyin, who had come to his senses, slightly excited.

Qu Qingsheng, the head of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, looked at Chen Fei below, and a smile appeared on his face. Inside the gate, Qu Qingsheng had already noticed Chen Fei, but he didn't expect that Chen Fei would give him a bigger surprise now.

On the martial arts field, Wang Guiwu shook his head and slowly stood up, looking at Chen Fei with a cold look in his eyes.

Chen Fei did not stop him, just watched and let Wang Guiwu stand up, his expression was full of calmness.

"I didn't expect that there was a person like you hidden in the Yuanchen Sword Sect. I underestimated you! Now you are qualified to let me remember you, please tell me your name!" Wang Guiwu raised his head slightly and said.

"You are defeated and have no right to know my name!" Chen Fei shook his head slightly and rejected Wang Guiwu's request.

"You are looking for death!"

Wang Guiwu's eyes widened. He didn't expect Chen Fei to dare to say such a thing. With a roar, Wang Guiwu came to Chen Fei in a few steps, raised the long sword in his hand, and chopped Chen Fei's head.

The Tianyue Sword was mighty and majestic, like a mountain falling from the sky. People with weaker willpower would be timid in the face of this momentum, and they would not be able to display their strength as they wished.

But Chen Fei looked quite cold in the face of Wang Guiwu's overwhelming momentum, except for the hair on his forehead floating back.

"This little strength is probably not enough to kill me!"

Chen Fei said this slowly, and then the Qianyuan Sword in his hand rolled up. In an instant, the bright Qianyuan Sword had turned black.

Chongyuan Sword!

All the people around the martial arts arena looked at Chen Fei seriously. What happened just now was too fast, and they subconsciously thought that Chen Fei would be swept out of the martial arts arena by Wang Guiwu's sword, so they didn't pay much attention.

At this moment, they had to take a good look at what Chen Fei could do to beat Wang Guiwu away.

Was Wang Guiwu too careless, or did Chen Fei really have enough strength there?

At this moment, the swordsmanship displayed by Chen Fei did not seem to be much different from that displayed by Miao Daoxin just now. They were both the subtle performances of the Chongyuan Sword.

"Dang!"

Everyone was still a little confused when they heard a violent collision sound. Then they saw Wang Guiwu, who took the initiative to attack, was actually carried by a force, and the whole person was involuntarily raised backwards.

"Your strength doesn't seem to be very good!"

Chen Fei took a step forward, took the initiative, raised the Qianyuan Sword, and slashed at Wang Guiwu.

Chen Fei's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Wang Guiwu's heart fiercely. These words he had just used to mock others, Chen Fei actually returned them without a drop in the bucket, which made the arrogant Wang Guiwu unable to bear it.

It happened that he was at a disadvantage at the moment, so Wang Guiwu couldn't even find a reason to refute.

"Ah!"

Wang Guiwu roared, Dou Xuan Jin was running wildly, and a little blood was actively seeped out of Wang Guiwu's pores. In just a blink of an eye, Wang Guiwu became a bloody man.

Although he looked miserable, Wang Guiwu's momentum was rising sharply.

In the battle of Xuanjin, the more seriously injured, the stronger the fighting power. Wang Guiwu was getting injured at this moment to gain more powerful strength. He wanted to tear the mouth of the Yuanchen Sword School disciple in front of him!

"Boom!"

The martial arts field trembled slightly, and the two swords were only slightly deadlocked. The Qianyuan Sword directly broke Wang Guiwu's sword and swept across Wang Guiwu's chest.

"Puff!"

Wang Guiwu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person could no longer control his body. He was hit and flew out, and hit the ground of the martial arts field hard, and a deep pit was smashed out of the ground.

"Is this not okay?"

Chen Fei pointed at the Qianyuan Sword obliquely and walked towards Wang Guiwu step by step, with the same calm expression on his face.

The Dragon-Suppressing Elephant, especially the Perfect-level Dragon-Suppressing Elephant, gave Chen Fei a great power far beyond the general practice of Zang-Zang realm. Even if Wang Guiwu had the Tianyue Sword and a technique called Douxuanjin that became stronger with each battle, he still couldn't stop Chen Fei's great power.

Some disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect were a little agitated. Wang Guiwu was beaten away by Chen Fei in a series of head-to-head fights. This can no longer be described as underestimating the enemy. Obviously, Wang Guiwu is not as good as Chen Fei in a head-to-head fight.

The disciples of the Yuanchen Sword Sect watched Chen Fei's performance and were fascinated. Wang Guiwu, who had just suppressed so many true disciples present, was beaten away by Chen Fei again and again.

If it were the true disciples of the other three sects, they might be able to beat Wang Guiwu, but they would never be able to do such a thing. Because only by crushing can you beat someone like this.

Wu Guangyin on the sidelines couldn't help but get excited and patted Feng Xiupu on the shoulder, his face showing excitement.

Feng Xiupu didn't say anything, but he couldn't control the smile on his face. Anyone who has such a disciple would be like this.

What's more, now that the sect's chief of true teachings has been defeated, seeing such a scene, the feeling in his heart is beyond words.

This is what it means to have a ray of hope after a dark period.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Wang Guiwu stood up after hearing Chen Fei's words, looking at Chen Fei with red eyes. In terms of strength, even if Wang Guiwu didn't want to say it, he had to admit that he was indeed not as good as Chen Fei.

Obviously, he was practicing the top inheritance of the Xianyun Sword Sect, the Tianyue Sword, and he had already comprehended it deeply. Logically, it should be far better than the Chongyuan Sword of the Yuanchen Sword Sect.

But it happened that in the previous fight, it was himself who fell into a disadvantage.

"Then let me see how you can win!" Chen Fei looked up at Wang Guiwu, stretched out his left hand, and hooked his finger at Wang Guiwu.

Just like what Wang Guiwu did to Miao Daoxin just now, Chen Fei was now returned to Wang Guiwu intact.

"You deserve to die!"

Wang Guiwu's teeth were almost broken. No one had ever dared to do this to him, even other true disciples of Xianyun Sword Sect. But today, how could Wang Guiwu bear to be told this by a disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect!

"Bang!"

Wang Guiwu punched in the chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. This was not enough. Wang Guiwu's eyes were full of cruelty, and he punched in the chest several times in a row, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out again.

"Sacrifice!"

Wang Guiwu roared, and the blood on the ground was pulled by a force, floating up, and then burned, turning into a blood color and rushing into Wang Guiwu's body.

Not only that, Wang Guiwu's figure became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person was a little shorter. But Wang Guiwu's momentum not only did not decrease, but it increased linearly.

A faint blood flame ignited on Wang Guiwu's body. Wang Guiwu showed a crazy smile on his face, looked up at Chen Fei, and his eyes were full of cruelty.

Some disciples outside the field accidentally touched Wang Guiwu's eyes, and their hearts shrank. This is not the look that a human should have, as if facing a beast.

"Junior Brother Wang is fighting for his life!"

In the Xianyun Sword Sect, Wen Huichao looked at Wang Guiwu's performance and narrowed his eyes slightly. This is the performance of Dou Xuanjin being stimulated to the extreme, hurting oneself first and then hurting others.

It is a counterattack in a desperate situation, breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, and obtaining the ultimate combat power. However, such a move has extremely serious sequelae. Even if Wang Guiwu can win in the end, he will have to rest for more than half a year before he can recover.

But it is obvious that Wang Guiwu no longer cares about this now. He wants to tear Chen Fei to pieces.

"How can you bear to be told exactly what you said to me?"

"Not to mention him, none of us can bear it."

"This disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect is really strong. He should be the strongest disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect in recent years."

"Brother Nie, are you sure?" Someone turned to look at Nie Haichun.

Nie Haichun, the disciple of Xianyun Sword Sect, is ranked sixth. He is much stronger than Wang Guiwu. Of course, it is only strength. If it is talent, Wang Guiwu is better.

"Let's talk about it after he passes the test of Brother Wang."

Nie Haichun looked at Chen Fei off the court and said coldly. Nie Haichun didn't like Chen Fei. It was ridiculous that a disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect dared to be so arrogant just because he had some strength.