Chapter 6468 Wang Ziwen's Defense

The drama of the battle reached its peak. The king was furious. He looked at Wang Ziwen falling to the ground angrily. His eyes were wide open, his face was gloomy, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Chen Xuan, you dare to defeat my Wang Ziwen!" The king's voice was almost roaring, with a strong anger in his voice.

He raised the scepter in his hand, the magic power surged, and the air around him seemed to become heavy. The figure of the king was like a mountain, and his power emanated, making people feel suffocated.

Chen Xuan felt the pressure of the king, but his eyes were still firm. He understood that the king would not give him any more breathing space, and he had to go all out.

Chen Xuan raised the Lioyuan Sword, and the magic power around his body surged. He tried his best to exert his strength to the extreme.

The breath on his body began to become condensed and powerful, as if it condensed the power of the whole world.

The anger of the king and Chen Xuan's firm will collided on the battlefield, forming a powerful energy fluctuation.

The breath in the air became more and more tense, as if it could explode at any time.

Chen Xuan took a step forward, and his swordsmanship began to change. The sword force burned like a flame, and instantly turned into a huge Vermillion Bird.

The sword light danced like wings, and Chen Xuan's body was also wrapped in it.

With a thought, the Lioyuan Sword, with a raging heat wave, stabbed the king quickly.

This sword contained his faith and will. He hoped to use this sword to break the king's suppression and prove his strength.

The king sneered, waved the scepter in his hand, and a powerful mana burst out instantly, colliding with Chen Xuan's sword force.

With a loud bang, energy fluctuations burst out in the air, forming a dazzling light.

The two powerful forces met, and the air was filled with rich mana fluctuations.

The energy fluctuations on the battlefield became more and more intense, like a destructive storm.

Chen Xuan went all out and tried to resist the king's suppression.

His body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

The king's eyes were as cold as ice, and all his mana was continuously infused into the scepter, not giving Chen Xuan any chance to breathe. He ruthlessly suppressed his power on Chen Xuan, trying to defeat him completely.

The sense of oppression on the battlefield became stronger and stronger, and energy fluctuations swept all around.

Chen Xuan's sword momentum became more and more difficult, and he felt a huge pressure, but there was no retreat in his eyes.

The king's cultivation was undeniably powerful to the point of being astonishing. His strength had reached the peak of the fifth level of the Dragon Breaking God Period, enough to look down on the world. He stood on the battlefield like an insurmountable mountain, exuding a daunting aura.

Chen Xuan's eyes were firm. He felt the power of the king, but he did not retreat because of this. He knew that his strength was far inferior to that of the king, but the burning belief in his heart made him fearless.

The king sneered, and his voice sounded like thunder: "Chen Xuan, your courage is commendable, but you are just an ant in front of me."

He waved the scepter in his hand again, and the mana surged, turning into a terrible force, covering Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan felt unprecedented pressure, and his body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mountain.

Chen Xuan's face changed slightly, and he tried his best to push his mana to the limit. There was a strong sword energy surging around him, and the Liaoyuan sword technique was brought to the extreme. He tried to use his sword to resist the king's suppression.

However, the king's oppression was too strong, and Chen Xuan's sword could not penetrate it. He felt the huge gap in power, as if all his efforts became insignificant in front of the king.

The king's mouth curled up a sneer: "Chen Xuan, your resistance will only make you more painful. Give up, you have no chance of winning in front of me."

Chen Xuan's body trembled slightly, and he felt the emotion of despair surge in his heart. However, his eyes were still firm, and he was unwilling to give in easily. The belief deep in his heart made him unable to retreat.

"I won't give up easily!" Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and shouted, his body trembling faintly. He knew that he could not compete with the king in strength, but his will was indestructible.

The king sneered, and his magic power surged again, pressing Chen Xuan even more heavily. Chen Xuan's body gradually bent, and he felt a huge pressure and could hardly move.

However, at this moment, a strong determination suddenly surged in Chen Xuan's heart. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in his inner world. He realized that he didn't need to rely on the strength of his cultivation, he could use his wisdom and skills.

Chen Xuan began to immerse himself in the realm of kendo. He no longer tried to confront the power of the king head-on, but began to look for the true meaning of kendo. He gradually forgot the oppression around him and concentrated on his sword intent.

The king noticed the change in Chen Xuan, his brows frowned slightly, and he felt a little uneasy. He felt that Chen Xuan's breath began to become different, and it seemed that a powerful force was surging.

The power of the king became more and more condensed. His cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level of the Dragon Breaking God Stage. Every move he made seemed to shake the world. He exuded a chilling aura, which made people feel the shadow of death.

Chen Xuan's sword intent surged in his heart. He began to look for the true meaning of the sword and integrate himself into the sword. His body gradually straightened up, and his eyes were full of determination.

The drama of the battle reached its peak. The king was furious. He looked at Wang Ziwen falling to the ground angrily. His eyes were wide open, his face was gloomy, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Chen Xuan, you dare to defeat my Wang Ziwen!" The king's voice was almost roaring, with a strong anger in his voice.

He raised the scepter in his hand, the magic power surged, and the air around him seemed to become heavy. The figure of the king was like a mountain, and his power emanated, making people feel suffocated.

Chen Xuan felt the pressure of the king, but his eyes were still firm. He understood that the king would not give him any more breathing space, and he had to go all out.

Chen Xuan raised the Lioyuan Sword, and the magic power around his body surged. He tried his best to exert his strength to the extreme.

The breath on his body began to become condensed and powerful, as if it condensed the power of the whole world.

The anger of the king and Chen Xuan's firm will collided on the battlefield, forming a powerful energy fluctuation.

The breath in the air became more and more tense, as if it could explode at any time.

Chen Xuan took a step forward, and his swordsmanship began to change. The sword force burned like a flame, and instantly turned into a huge Vermillion Bird.

The sword light danced like wings, and Chen Xuan's body was also wrapped in it.

With a thought, the Lioyuan Sword, with a raging heat wave, stabbed the king quickly.

This sword contained his faith and will. He hoped to use this sword to break the king's suppression and prove his strength.

The king sneered, waved the scepter in his hand, and a powerful mana burst out instantly, colliding with Chen Xuan's sword force.

With a loud bang, energy fluctuations burst out in the air, forming a dazzling light.

The two powerful forces met, and the air was filled with rich mana fluctuations.

The energy fluctuations on the battlefield became more and more intense, like a destructive storm.

Chen Xuan went all out and tried to resist the king's suppression.

His body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

The king's eyes were as cold as ice, and all his mana was continuously infused into the scepter, not giving Chen Xuan any chance to breathe. He ruthlessly suppressed his power on Chen Xuan, trying to defeat him completely.

The sense of oppression on the battlefield became stronger and stronger, and energy fluctuations swept all around.

Chen Xuan's sword momentum became more and more difficult, and he felt a huge pressure, but there was no retreat in his eyes.

The king's cultivation was undeniably powerful to the point of being astonishing. His strength had reached the peak of the fifth level of the Dragon Breaking God Period, enough to look down on the world. He stood on the battlefield like an insurmountable mountain, exuding a daunting aura.

Chen Xuan's eyes were firm. He felt the power of the king, but he did not retreat because of this. He knew that his strength was far inferior to that of the king, but the burning belief in his heart made him fearless.

The king sneered, his voice sounded like thunder: "Chen Xuan, your courage is commendable, but you are just an ant in front of me."

He waved the scepter in his hand again, and the magic power surged, turning into a terrible force, covering Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan felt unprecedented pressure, and his body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mountain.

Chen Xuan's face changed slightly, and he tried his best to push his magic power to the limit. There was a strong sword energy surging around him, and the Liaoyuan sword technique was brought to the extreme. He tried to use his sword force to resist the king's suppression.

However, the king's oppression was too strong, and Chen Xuan's sword force could not penetrate. He felt the huge gap in power, as if all his efforts became insignificant in front of the king.

The king's mouth curled up a sneer: "Chen Xuan, your resistance will only make you more painful. Give up, you have no chance of winning in front of me."

Chen Xuan's body trembled slightly, and he felt the emotion of despair surge in his heart. However, his eyes were still firm, and he was unwilling to give in easily. The belief deep in his heart made him unable to retreat.

"I won't give up easily!" Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and shouted, his body trembling faintly. He knew that he could not compete with the king in strength, but his will was indestructible.

The king sneered, and his magic power surged again, pressing Chen Xuan even more heavily. Chen Xuan's body gradually bent, and he felt a huge pressure and could hardly move.

However, at this moment, a strong determination suddenly surged in Chen Xuan's heart. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in his inner world. He realized that he didn't need to rely on the strength of his cultivation, he could use his wisdom and skills.

Chen Xuan began to immerse himself in the realm of kendo. He no longer tried to confront the power of the king head-on, but began to look for the true meaning of kendo. He gradually forgot the oppression around him and concentrated on his sword intent.

The king noticed the change in Chen Xuan, his brows frowned slightly, and he felt a little uneasy. He felt that Chen Xuan's breath began to become different, and it seemed that a powerful force was surging.

The power of the king became more and more condensed. His cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level of the Dragon Breaking God Stage. Every move he made seemed to shake the world. He exuded a chilling aura, which made people feel the shadow of death.

Chen Xuan's sword intent surged in his heart. He began to look for the true meaning of the sword and integrate himself into the sword. His body gradually straightened up, and his eyes were full of determination.