Chapter 1055: Repay Tenfold
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"With the cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of the Soul Realm, he can reach this point. This boy and that Ye boy seem to come from the same place. Interesting, interesting..."
Jianxiong Zhenjun seemed to be alive at this moment!
The moment he saw Feng Caichen, his intuition told him that this boy was very likely the successor he had been looking for for so long!
This feeling made Jianxiong Zhenjun's already dull and dead heart seem to be rejuvenated with life and vitality.
My own time is coming, everything has been enlightened, only one obsession remains, and it has even become more paranoid!
That is to find a successor for himself, pass on the opportunities he has learned in the super-large ruins, and let himself leave some traces in this world.
It's just that he has been wandering in the ten empires for these years, and has seen one sword genius after another, but none of them is suitable. Now, from Feng Caichen, he has a kind of excitement he has never had before.
At this moment, Jian Xiong Zhenjun's attention was all on Feng Caichen. He wanted to see with his own eyes what level this boy's swordsmanship had reached.
On the 19th battle platform, as Feng Caichen's voice fell, Chang Qingge suddenly stepped on his right foot, and lightning flashed all over his body. Thunder rushed, but it was not the purple color like the magnificent power of heaven, but blue!
The blue thunder was very strange, with a kind of blue and dark color, as if it did not come from the sky, but from the magic thunder under the nine netherworlds!
"Feng Caichen! Take my nine blue thunder strikes! Spring thunder strikes!"
Chang Qingge shouted, and the whole body turned directly into a blue lightning. His right hand actually condensed a blue thunder knife, exuding unparalleled attack power. With a slash, thunder roared!
It was as if the first thunder in spring exploded, startling everything in the world and making people tremble with fear!
Boom!
The blue lightning blade flashed across the sky and slashed directly at Feng Caichen. The rushing blue lightning rumbled as if it could destroy everything!
Yin!
Facing Chang Qingge's shocking move, Feng Caichen drew his Yangwu sword and shone with brilliant sword light, but surprisingly, Feng Caichen did not attack but chose to defend.
Swish!
The long sword touched the lightning blade, blue lightning exploded, and the killing power surged, but Feng Caichen seemed to have turned into an extremely agile sword river, moving horizontally and easily avoiding the slash.
"The sky spins and the thunder turns!"
Chang Qingge's indifferent expression did not change. He did not make any progress with his sword, but his emotions did not change at all. He directly slashed the second strike of the purple thunder nine strikes!
Swish!
The blue lightning blade surged, and the blue thunder followed like a shadow. The move of the sky-spinning thunder was very mysterious. The blue lightning roared and submerged everything. Even the world seemed to be turned over, which was extremely visually impactful.
Feng Caichen was holding a long sword at this moment, but his steps were like a feather in the sky, light and fluttering, riding the wind in the air, and the long sword flowed, but he blocked the attack, and Chang Qingge still returned without success.
At this moment, Chang Qingge's face finally changed.
He was very clear about the power of the purple thunder nine strikes. This was an ancient inheritance that he had obtained by a great opportunity. He practiced hard and mastered it. It was precisely because of mastering this set of purple thunder nine strikes that he could rise in Wushuang County.
And the first strike of the spring thunder explosion and the second strike of the sky-spinning thunder were the two most profound and pure moves he mastered, and the power was also the most perfectly developed. Once used, even Li Xuanfeng and Qin Wushuang had to face it.
But now Feng Caichen dodged all of them with his body movements alone, which shocked Chang Qingge.
But now that things have come to this, he naturally cannot give up. Although the latter part of the Purple Thunder Nine Strike has not been practiced yet, he can't care about it at this moment!
"The third strike of the Purple Thunder Nine Strike! Thunder Hell! Open it for me!"
The whole body of green thunder roared wildly, as if sweeping all directions, and the roar continued. Chang Qingge's whole body turned into a green thunder knife of tens of thousands of feet in size, pointing to the sky and the earth, cutting through the void, and surprisingly wanted to summon a thunder hell!
Rumble!
The terrifying thunder power suddenly surged, tearing a huge hole in the void, and the thunder power really exploded, and the thunder hell descended!
This scene made countless cultivators feel horrified and terrified, and they dared not breathe.
Feng Caichen stood in the void, looking up at the thunder hell above the sky with clear eyes, but the long sword in his right hand slowly returned to the sheath, as if he had given up.
On the main stage, Jian Xiong Zhenjun's eyes became brighter and brighter!
Feng Caichen's actions could be hidden from others but not from him. Although the long sword was sheathed, there was a sharp sword intent that seemed to be accumulating energy. It was a kind of power that cut directly into people's hearts, as if once it was cut out, it was the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and the sword light whistled, destroying everything!
Sheathing the long sword is not giving up, but a sword with great energy!
Those who can do this are all amazing sword masters!
Feng Caichen's sword made Jian Xiong Zhenjun extremely looking forward to it, his eyes were extremely warm, and he didn't blink.
Boom!
Finally, Thunder Hell came down with a bang, and Chang Qingge's whole person had merged with Thunder Hell. His face was extremely pale at this moment, and his veins were bulging. It was obvious that he had used all his strength and fought to the death!
"Feng Caichen! Turn into thunder slag for me!"
With a roar, Chang Qingge suppressed it together with Thunder Hell!
At this moment, Feng Caichen's long sword had just been completely sheathed, but his fair and slender right hand was still holding the hilt, never retracting it, and his whole body exuded an extremely peaceful aura!
But in the next moment, the sky and the earth seemed to suddenly light up!
Yin!
That was the sound of the long sword humming, that was the sound of the sword leaping in joy, that was the long sword fighting for its life when it was unsheathed!
Swish!
A brilliant sword light appeared out of nowhere, like a little light at the beginning of the world, instantly exploding the infinite future!
Heaven-slashing sword-drawing technique!
At this moment, Feng Caichen used the sword he had learned from the Ru Wo slash, and released it instantly!
The sword light was swift and cut through the sky!
Swish!
A sound that made people feel extremely sour rang out, and the Thunder Hell summoned by Chang Qingge in the void was instantly cut in half and turned into nothingness!
Chang Qingge's figure appeared from it, but he was already stiff, but his face still had an incredible gray and shock and anger!
He lost!
Just like that, he was killed by Feng Caichen's sword!
Yangwu Sword was sheathed again, Feng Caichen looked at Chang Qingge with clear eyes, and his voice sounded faintly.
"This set of Purple Thunder Nine Strikes is unfathomable, ancient and powerful, and its power is far more than that. It's a pity that it fell into your hands and let it be covered in dust. It's really a pity to entrust it to the wrong person."
Feng Caichen's words were like a dagger that only missed Chang Qingge's heart, making his eyes bloodshot. He seemed to want to say something, but then his body was neatly split and cut in half.
After Feng Caichen killed Chang Qingge, the battle of the fourth group was also coming to an end.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the entire twenty-five battle platforms finally ended with the fall of the last person.
So far, the four groups of arena decisive battles formed by two hundred super geniuses have finally selected the top one hundred!
These one hundred people have become the most dazzling existence, and are also the final winners of this genius battle. All of them are qualified to enter the Xingyan Holy Hall!
But soon Ya Si's voice sounded again!
"Congratulations to the 100 super geniuses for standing out. Next is the competition between the top ten and the champion. According to the instructions of Lord Meng Qian, the top ten in this genius competition can get the rewards promised by the Lord before."
"No rest, start directly, randomly assign two by two, and start the duel. After the first round, the top 50 will be decided, and then and so on, until the champion is born!"
Buzz!
As Ya Si's words sounded, another 25 battle platforms rose, and a total of 50 green leaf battle platforms appeared.
At the same time, the names of the 100 people who successfully advanced in the void began to be randomly assigned again!
"Battle Platform No. 1, Huang Ke of Tianma County, Ye Wuque of Longgu County!"
When Ya Si's words fell, a touch of shocking cold light emerged from Ye Wuque's bright eyes at the place where the green leaf throne was!
It's really a narrow road for enemies!
Thoughts surged in Ye Wuque's mind.
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Feng Caichen spoke softly to Ye Wuque.
"Of course."
Immediately, Ye Wuque's Xingyan clone took a step forward, and at the same time, He Hongyao, who had been closing her eyes, opened her eyes and looked at the No. 1 battle platform.
"Hahahaha! Ye Wuque! You can't escape from my palm after all! This time, it's your turn to enjoy the pain of wanting to live but not being able to die!"
When Ye Wuque stepped onto the No. 1 battle platform, a hideous and cruel laugh came from far away, and a figure cut through the sky. It was Huang Ke!
With a bang, Huang Ke landed on the No. 1 battle platform. He looked at Ye Wuque from a distance, and his scorched face was full of murderous intent and coldness, as if he had hated Ye Wuque to the bone and wanted to kill him as soon as possible.
"Don't worry, I will never let you have the right to self-destruct this time. Your life and death can only be controlled by me!"
Huang Ke slowly raised his right hand, clenched it slightly, and looked at Ye Wuque as if he was looking at a lamb, with a conceited and ferocious sneer on his lips.
"You cut Guo Xiaotian with eighty-eight knives, and He Hongyao with one hundred and twelve knives, a total of three hundred knives. Next, I will crush your bones into three thousand pieces and repay you ten times, not a piece more, not a piece less, before that, you can't die."
Ye Wuque stood on the battle stage with his hands behind his back, his black hair fluttering, and spoke lightly, but his tone was cold and ruthless, as if floating from the depths of hell, with a terrible fluctuation that made people tremble. Search "Cool Craftsman" on WeChat, follow the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! Update the fastest!