Chapter 4687 Moon God Sword Light

He also didn't expect that Chen Xuan would reach the fourth level of Shenxuan realm without burdens.

"So what if you are invincible at the fourth level of Shenxuan Realm? You will still lose."

Wang Daoling, who was attacking, shouted coldly.

Bang!

The Moon God Sword Light and the giant sword collided instantly.

boom!

In the eyes of many warriors, the giant sword was knocked away by the light of the Moon God's sword.

"How is that possible?"

All the warriors were full of horror.

His giant sword was actually a second-grade immortal weapon, but it was so easily knocked away by Chen Xuan's sword light.

You can imagine how powerful Chen Xuan's sword light is.

Chen Xuan sneered, swung the prairie fire sword, and quickly stabbed Wang Daoling.

The power of fire defense is simply not comparable to that of Wang Daoling.

"How is this possible!"

When the giant sword was knocked away, Wang Daoling felt something unusual.

However, at this time, the terrifying Moon God Sword light exploded in front of Wang Daoling's body.

In an instant, spiritual power spread throughout the competition arena.

"Losing...he lost."

Wang Boyuan looked solemn and shouted loudly.

However, Chen Xuan would not pay attention to this.

"Damn it, stop it."

Seeing this situation, Wang Boyuan said angrily and was about to stop him, but was stopped by Lu Xian.

"The duel between Grade 3 A disciples has nothing to do with us." Lu Xian said coldly.

Wang Boyuan was very angry, but also helpless.

boom!

On the competition stage, the explosive atmosphere dissipated.

Chen Xuan stood silently.

Wang Daoling fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Seeing Wang Daoling who was seriously injured and almost dying, Wang Boyuan was very angry and said loudly.

"Wang Daoling did not admit defeat." Chen Xuan said slowly.

After the words fell, Chen Xuan came to Wang Daoling's side with the prairie fire sword in hand.

Boom!

His wrist shook, and the prairie fire sword instantly struck Wang Daoling's long sword.

Wang Daoling's sword was cut off by Chen Xuan.

However, this was not over yet, Chen Xuan continued to walk, and his cultivation was destroyed with one sword.

This scene completely angered Wang Boyuan.

"You deserve to die."

There was a blush in Wang Boyuan's pupils.

He suddenly struck a sword at Lu Xian, and then came to the competition stage.

"Go to hell."

Wang Boyuan mobilized all his strength to attack Chen Xuan.

"Damn it!"

Lu Xian jumped up and came to the front of Wang Boyuan's body, blocking Wang Boyuan.

"I only give you a quarter of an hour to think, get out." Wang Boyuan said coldly.

"It's simply too funny. The dignified Sixth Grade A disciple is really ridiculous." Lu Xian said.

Faced with Lu Xian's questioning, Wang Boyuan looked ferocious.

"We are both from the Burning Seven Palaces, and Chen Xuan wants to kill his fellow disciples?"

"No problem, very good. Since you want to stop me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After the words fell, Wang Boyuan took out the sound transmission stone.

"Senior Brother Luo Hong owes me a favor. I want to see how long you dare to be so crazy." Wang Boyuan said with a cold face.

After Lu Xian heard this, his expression changed slightly.

The senior brother Luo Hong mentioned by Wang Boyuan is actually a ninth grade A disciple.

This incident far exceeded Lu Xian's expectations.

After a short while, a middle-aged warrior appeared in the lobby.

"Wang Boyuan, what do you want from me?" Luo Hong asked indifferently.

"I want to ask Senior Brother Luo Hong to help me defend Lu Xian. I want to kill this guy." Wang Boyuan nodded lightly.

"No problem, I'll help you."

Luo Hong's face was indifferent. As a ninth-grade disciple, he didn't bother to ask Wang Boyuan and others.

"Senior Brother Luo Hong, you..." Lu Xian said loudly.

"Sorry, I don't care about other things." After Luo Hong finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Seeing this situation, Lu Xian's face was very heavy, but with Luo Hong here, he had no way to take action.

Wang Boyuan walked up to Chen Xuan with a ferocious expression.

"As a third-grade first-class disciple of Fen Qigong, you are cruel to the disciples of the same sect. I will kill you today." Wang Boyuan said in a cold voice.

"Trash like you is worthy of being a sixth-grade disciple." At this moment, Chen Xuan was filled with hatred for Wang Boyuan.

"Son, it would be too easy for me to kill you."

As Wang Boyuan spoke, he struck Chen Xuan with a sword.

He used the True God of Time and Space to defend with difficulty. At this moment, Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun appeared.

"Master Wang Boyuan, please have mercy."

Although Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun are third-grade A disciples, their status is very high.

Under normal circumstances, disciples such as Sixth Grade A and others have to give face.

They heard that Wang Boyuan had taken action against Chen Xuan and rushed over quickly.

"No one can save him."

Wang Boyuan said in a deep voice, the power of true energy surged nearby, and murderous intent began to be released continuously.

Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun's expressions also changed slightly, and then they looked at each other.

Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun came to Chen Xuan's side.

"You also want to go against me?" Wang Boyuan asked ferociously when he saw this situation.

"We can't just watch you kill Chen Xuan." Wang Bing said.

Lei Shaoyun also nodded slightly.

Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun are both late stage warriors at the fifth level of the Shenxuan realm, and Chen Xuan's strength has also reached the fourth level of the Shenxuan realm without burdens.

As a sixth-grade disciple, Wang Boyuan's cultivation level is pretty good and he has reached the sixth level of Shenxuan Realm.

"You will regret it."

Wang Boyuan took action, fighting several third-grade first-class disciples to the death with his own strength.

All the warriors in the entire lobby were observing the competition stage.

"Can they defeat Wang Boyuan?" A warrior wondered.

The battle on the arena was very fierce.

There was a big gap between the fifth and sixth levels of the Divine Profound Realm.

Wang Boyuan had an absolute advantage and sealed several people with his own strength.

Wang Bing shouted, and his long sword was gathered by the power of the true essence, and then suddenly struck out.

As for Chen Xuan, the fire defense was fully activated, and the Moon Sea Sword Technique was exerted.

Even Luo Hong was a little surprised that these three third-grade A-level disciples dared to challenge the sixth-grade A-level disciples.

However, the battle in the Fenqi Palace shocked the other ninth-grade A-level disciples.

These ninth-grade A-level disciples quickly went to the lobby.

At this time, Wanyan Qinghong of the Fenyi Palace knew about this and was very angry.

"The sixth-grade A-level disciple actually attacked the third-grade A-level disciple."

Wanyan Qinghong had a bad temper, so he offended many people. Later, he knew that Chen Xuan was disturbed again and again because of him, and he felt a little guilty towards Chen Xuan.

At this time, he went to the lobby at the fastest speed.

In the lobby, the battle was very fierce.

Luo Hong stood indifferently and ignored this matter.

Chen Xuan and others kept retreating.

"Damn it..."

Wang Bing couldn't help but curse.

Several people have tried their best, but still can't defend against Wang Boyuan's attack.

Wang Boyuan's expression was extremely gloomy.

"Die."

Wang Boyuan shouted in a low voice, and the long sword killed Chen Xuan.

"Fire Refining Sword Jue."

At this time, Chen Xuan used the Fire Refining Sword Jue.

In an instant, a flame in the air, with the speed of thunder, killed Wang Boyuan.

Boom!

Although Wang Boyuan tried to dodge, he was still hit by the Fire Refining Sword Jue.

Wang Boyuan let out a miserable cry, and his body was shaking.

"Let's go together, kill!"

Chen Xuan shouted in a low voice and rushed towards Wang Boyuan.

Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun were obviously shocked.

"Such a powerful secret technique."

In the hall, Luo Hong was also shocked when he saw Chen Xuan performing the Fire Refining Sword Technique.

"It seems to be a secret technique of the soul. Fortunately, Chen Xuan's cultivation is not high, otherwise this attack just now could almost kill Wang Boyuan..." Luo Hong thought to himself.

However, Wang Boyuan only asked him to help stop Lu Xian, and did not let him take action.

"Damn..."

Wang Boyuan tried his best to defend the Fire Refining Sword Technique and roared.

But at this moment, several people attacked and killed him instantly.

Wang Boyuan's soul was injured, and his strength was reduced a lot.

For a while, he was suppressed by several people.

Boom!

Chen Xuan performed the Moon Sea Sword Technique and slashed Wang Boyuan with a sword.

In an instant, a sword mark appeared, and blood flowed from the corner of Wang Boyuan's mouth.

Wang Boyuan was very angry, but his soul was seriously injured and he had no way to repel several people.

On the martial arts arena, many warriors were also shocked.

Several ninth-grade A-level disciples of Fenqi Palace came one after another.

Wanyan Qinghong was the last one to arrive in the hall.

As soon as he arrived, he saw a warrior being knocked out of the hall.

"How is it possible?"

Wanyan Qinghong lost his voice.

Wang Boyuan was knocked out?

Even if the three third-grade A-level disciples joined forces, they would not be able to knock Wang Boyuan out.

"What happened?"

A ninth-grade A-level disciple looked around him and whispered.

The ninth-grade A-level disciples arrived, and Chen Xuan and his men stopped fighting.

And Lu Xian told them what happened.

After hearing this, the ninth-grade A-level disciple looked solemn and glanced at Luo Hong.

"It's shameful for a sixth-grade A-level disciple to attack a third-grade A-level disciple." The ninth-grade A-level disciple said coldly.

Wang Boyuan was stabbed by Chen Xuan's sword and was seriously injured, and he fell into a coma directly.

Wanyan Qinghong jumped directly to the arena and came to Chen Xuan's side.

"Chen Xuan, are you okay?"

Chen Xuan shook his head slowly to make sure he was fine.

"What is Fenqi Palace? Why don't you follow me to Fenyi Palace, haha." Wanyan Qinghong said.

Seeing that Chen Xuan did not answer, Wanyan Qinghong continued: "You have entered the fourth level of the Shenxuan realm and are invincible. Just go to my Fenyi Palace and quickly appoint a ninth-grade A-level disciple."

After hearing this, the hall was discussing.

The expressions of several ninth-grade A-level disciples present were extremely gloomy.

"Wanyan Qinghong, Chen Xuan is my Fenqi Palace."

"Sixth-grade A-level disciples attacked Chen Xuan, and the ninth-grade A-level disciples didn't even care?" Wanyan Qinghong sneered.

After hearing this, several ninth-grade A-level disciples glared at Luo Hong.

"Chen Xuan, how is it?"

Wanyan Qinghong's pupils flickered.

After hearing this, Chen Xuan slowly sighed, and then said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I will leave at will."

"No problem, you can come to me anytime." Wanyan Qinghong smiled at Chen Xuan and turned to leave here.

Wanyan Qinghong left, but the faces of several ninth-grade A-level disciples in the hall were not very good.

They glared at Luo Hong decisively, and then walked in front of Chen Xuan.

"Chen Xuan, this time Wang Boyuan was at fault first, and I, Fen Qigong, will definitely compensate you." One of the ninth-grade A-level disciples said.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly.

"But Senior Brother Zhang Zilong..." Chen Xuan did not continue.

How could several ninth-grade A-level disciples not understand what Chen Xuan meant.

"Don't worry, Zhang Zilong is a third-grade A-level disciple of Fenqi Palace. This time, Fenqi Palace will give him some treasures."

"Thank you very much." Chen Xuan nodded gently and clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

"Chen Xuan, you go back first."

A ninth-grade A-level disciple said softly.

Chen Xuan took Zhang Zilong and others and left the hall.

In the end, only a few ninth-grade A-level disciples were left.

"Luo Hong... Do you know that he is valued by the elders?" A ninth-grade A-level disciple said loudly.