Chapter 471 Three Moves to Defeat the Enemy

Sure enough, as soon as the battle began, the development completely followed Qin Chen's script.

That Long Cheng, although his cultivation base is not low and his strength is extremely terrifying, but in the hands of the black-robed youth of the Ghost Immortal faction, he could not even stick to ten moves, and he was blasted out and defeated.

And Yu Wenfeng also made a strong shot. Every punch, there was an astonishing roar of punch, and after throwing more than 30 punches in a frenzy, he knocked Zhao Tian into the air.

In the final arena, under the attack of Situ Sheng, Zhao Lingshan gritted her teeth and insisted.

Her eyes are firm, and you can see that she has a determined attitude, resists hard, and wants to win this game.

but.

Before Situ Sheng participated in the Gu Nandu assessment, he was already a powerhouse at the peak of the mid-profound level. Now that he has been baptized by the divine light of the Heavenly Dao, his cultivation has entered the late stage of the profound level in one fell swoop.

The background and the other party are really different.

In the end, after insisting on hundreds of tricks, Zhao Lingshan finally couldn't hold on and was defeated.

"Damn, it took me so long to deal with this guy."

Touching the sword mark on his chest, Situ Sheng looked indifferent.

"Qin Chen..."

When she was sent out, Zhao Lingshan looked helplessly at Qin Chen in the square, her eyes full of nostalgia.

No one knows that the reason why she persisted until now, in addition to wanting to become stronger, is also to be able to accompany Qin Chen and go further.

Unfortunately, she failed.

Reluctantly eliminated.

In the three games in this round, Heipao Youth, Yu Wenfeng, and Situ Sheng won in the end. They were fortunate enough to enter the top 12 and obtained the inheritance qualification.

This result immediately caused a shock to the powerhouses of the entire Dawei Dynasty.

"Damn, what's going on, why is Situ Sheng the only one who wins?"

"What are Long Cheng and Zhao Tian doing, they will lose to the disciples of the Five Kingdoms, and they are still so embarrassed?"

"After six duels, the five countries broke into the top 12, and the number of people who got the inheritance was the same as my Dawei Dynasty. How is this possible!"

The many powerhouses of the Dawei Dynasty simply could not accept such a result.

At this time, the competition in the ring continued.

buzzing...

Six rays of white light landed again, and Qin Chen, who had been fighting for a long time, was finally selected in this round.

"Who is my opponent?"

Looking up, Qin Chen saw that his opponent was actually Xiao Jinghong of the Dawei Dynasty.

This person made a strong attack in the assessment of the left-marked stone tablet before, and once defeated all the players before him, creating a high record.

And act arrogantly.

"Hey, my opponent is actually you."

Seeing Qin Chen, Xiao Jinghong was also taken aback.

Immediately, he couldn't help but sneer: "Boy, you actually met me, it seems that your luck is too bad, those wastes just now, even the pariahs of the Five Kingdoms are no match, I will show them today, I Xiao Jinghong, How did you defeat the pariahs of the Five Kingdoms?"

With an indifferent tone, Xiao Jinghong looked down at Qin Chen aloofly, with disdain in his eyes.

"Three moves, to defeat you, I only need three moves."

He raised his right hand and pointed at Qin Chen, Xiao Jinghong's eyes were full of contempt.

"No, how did Young Master Chen meet this guy?"

Outside the ancient southern capital, Xiao Zhan and others were shocked and their faces were bitter.

Zhao Lingshan also showed worry in her eyes.

Xiao Jinghong had shown amazing strength both in the assessment and in the ring competition before. In the previous two rounds of competition, none of his opponents could hold on to three moves. It can be seen that when he said these words, he did not open his mouth randomly. But it does indeed have the foundation.

"Hahaha, then Qin Chen actually met Xiao Jinghong. It seems that this round, he will definitely lose."

"There is no doubt that with Xiao Jinghong's strength, killing him is like killing a dog."

Where the Dawei Dynasty is located, many strong people are extremely excited.

"This time, there won't be another accident, right?"

But there are still strong people who can't help but mutter, and their faces are strange, which makes many people hang in their hearts.

The previous Qin Chen was too weird, not only in the three rounds of pre-selection assessments, but also in the first place to win. In the previous ring competition, he also performed amazingly.

Therefore, many people are suspicious, whether there will be any accidents this time.

"Don't worry, Xiao Jinghong is not Zhuge Qing and the others can compare to you. He is a genius of the Qingyun Sect with a profound background. How could he be defeated by that kid?"

"Hey, we're looking at it."

Many people are confident.

"Three moves? Since that's the case, then Master Ben will watch, how did you beat me with three moves?"

Looking at Xiao Jinghong who was arrogant in front of him, Qin Chen's expression was indifferent.

"You do not believe?!"

Xiao Jinghong was stunned for a moment, as if he had been insulted: "Then look at it.

"Clouds and clouds!"

With a wicked laugh, Xiao Jinghong used his unique technique, Jingyun Jue, to the extreme as soon as he came up. In an instant, the entire arena was filled with roaring gusts of wind, swept cloud light, and even more silver lightning mixed with it. Zhongxiao Jinghong is incomparably powerful, his long hair is wanton publicity, and he is incomparably domineering.

Xiao Jinghong's strength has obviously more than doubled compared to when he shot on the stele.

Opposite the arena, Qin Chen's face was expressionless, and the mysterious rusty sword with rust spots split a splendid sword light, the sword light flickered, and suddenly penetrated into Xiao Jinghong's attack.

scoff!

The terrifying sword light instantly tore apart the wind and rain that swept the ring, making it a powerful mess.

"What, was it broken?"

"The wind blows the clouds!"

Xiao Jinghong didn't change his face, and threw a punch again. Above his body, an astonishing blood force surged. The combination of the two caused the whole arena to be surging, with astonishing power and thick dragons. Rolling on the ring, there are even more roars looming, which is frightening.

"interesting!"

Qin Chen's eyes were calm, and the other party combined the two forces of Fengyun, adding his own understanding of Fengyun's artistic conception, forming a unique Fengyun artistic conception, which oppressed his spirit and body.

This kind of skill has gone beyond the general secret book martial arts.

But not enough to see.

Click!

Although the grade of the mysterious rust sword is ambiguous, there is no doubt that it is a tough mess, surpassing the vast majority of treasured soldiers. Qin Chen runs the real power, and his mind is concentrated in the mysterious rust sword, easily tearing apart the thick tornado. swirl.

Boom!

The hurricane-like wind whimpered on the ring and dissipated in all directions.

"Damn, take this trick from me again, Jingyun Wuji!"

The two moves were defeated, Xiao Jinghong was annoyed in his heart, his eyes were like lightning, and he shouted loudly. Among them, there were even more turbulent situations, and they fell down in an instant.

"This is the third trick!"

Qin Chen sneered, and at the moment when the opponent shot, his eyes suddenly burst into cold light, the mysterious rust sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, and the true energy in his body exploded wildly.

Boom!

A long splendid sword shadow rushed forward in the void, and countless streamers flashed and exploded, turning into a meandering river of swords, instantly shattering the attack of the cloud pillar formed by Xiao Jinghong.

puff!

The body-protecting real power on the body was vulnerable to a single blow like a fragile piece of white paper. Fresh blood like spring water spewed out from it and splattered all over the place.

"Is this the three tricks you said to defeat me?"

On the arena, Qin Chen stood with his sword closed, looking down at Xiao Jinghong, who was lying on the ground, unable to move. His indifferent voice slowly reverberated on the arena.

The audience was silent for a moment.