Seeing that he was about to be killed by Po Yishan's sword, Chen Xiao suddenly made an incredible change of angle.
The body rotates in the air, and then draws the sword. The whole process is completed in one go.
Everyone was secretly worried for Chen Xiao. The moment he drew his sword, there was an explosion in the air around him.
The black front tore through the resistance of the air, and all the poisonous gas that poured in exploded.
Cutting it down with one sword is like swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
That kind of suffocating power can be felt very clearly even when standing a hundred meters away.
Du Yishan's face changed slightly, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes. Du Jian was already a step too slow to react.
"laugh!"
Chen Xiaoren was still in the air, and his sword energy had already cut into Du Yishan's neck. Like Zhen Yiming, a chill came from his neck.
Du Yishan stayed in place without saying a word, and the poison sword in his right hand slowly fell.
No one could see clearly how Chen Xiao cracked this sword. I am afraid that only the eighth level of Lingwu could see some clues.
"What a weird sword!"
The trajectory of the sword cannot be clearly seen, and can only be described as weird.
That sword strike just now made many people feel palpitations, as if that sword target was targeting everyone present.
Unknowingly, the backs of many low-level spiritual martial artists were already soaked with sweat.
"Only the eighth level of Lingwu can take this sword."
A ninth-level spiritual martial arts master said.
At the seventh level of Lingwu, no one is Chen Xiao's opponent.
Three thousand two hundred spiritual stones fell into Chen Xiao's hands.
Du Yishan stepped down, and the crowd moved aside automatically, his back looking a little lonely.
Chen Xiao was still on the stage and had not come down. More than three thousand spiritual stones seemed like a lot, but to Chen Xiao, they still could not meet his needs.
"What does this kid want to do? Should he continue to challenge? More than three thousand spiritual stones are enough for him to practice for a long time."
Many people advised Chen Xiao to stop as soon as he was ready and there was no need to stay on stage.
Once you lose, won't it be a waste of all your previous efforts if you win a few games in the early stage?
Chen Xiao was indifferent to the discussions around him. His black blade was sheathed, and he stood on the stage like a green pine, letting the wind blow and rain, but remained unmoved.
Time passed little by little, and no one from the seventh level of Lingwu came on stage. Three thousand two hundred yuan is not a small amount.
Losing to your opponent is not only embarrassing, but also a loss of resources, which is inappropriate.
Especially those inner disciples who have become famous, they cannot afford to lose.
The sky had darkened. If no one came on stage yet, Chen Xiao had no choice but to give up.
"Is there anyone who continues the challenge?"
The woman in red came out and looked around. This month's competition has become Chen Xiao's performance alone, and no one else dares to take the stage.
The audience was still silent, everyone looked at me and I looked at you.
There are not many eighth level Lingwu left, and they are engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.
Looking at the 3,200 spiritual stones on the stage is indeed a temptation.
Normally these disciples would be pretty good if they could earn several hundred spiritual stones every month.
"Crazy Sword is coming!"
An exclamation came from the crowd, and a fiery red figure appeared in everyone's sight.
That's right, it's fiery red, with red hair fluttering in the wind.
He was holding a big knife in his hand, and with every step he took, there would be a burst of air around him.
"Does Crazy Sword also want to challenge this kid?"
The sudden appearance of the Crazy Blade gave many people a glimmer of hope that it might be able to put an end to Chen Xiao.
If he continues to win, these old disciples will lose their face.
Crazy Blade passed through the crowd, followed the steps, and walked onto the ring step by step.
Unlike other disciples, who shot straight up.
Every step you take leaves a footprint on the ground.
This crazy sword is not simple, and its cultivation is extremely exquisite.
"I'll fight you!"
After Kuang Dao took the stage, he took out 3,200 spiritual stones and threw them together.
Taken together, it becomes six thousand four hundred yuan, like a small mountain.
So many spirit stones are still very visually impactful.
"please!"
No matter who the opponent is, Chen Xiao always has this expression, making a gesture of invitation, with his right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword.
The moment Chen Xiao pressed down on the hilt of the sword, there was a strange look in Crazy Blade's eyes.
A master's move can be judged by just one gesture.
Kuang Dao is not very old, at most one or two years older than Chen Xiao.
Born with red hair, he looks very fierce.
The origin of the Crazy Sword is because he has practiced a Crazy Sword technique. I heard that when he used it, the sky was covered with sword shadows. Even those at the ninth level of Lingwu would find it difficult to get close.
Coupled with his cultivation at the eighth level of Lingwu, he has few rivals among his peers.
I heard that last month, he defeated a ninth-level spiritual martial artist with his mad sword skills and became famous among the outer sects.
"If I can't defeat you with three moves, I will give up on my own initiative."
Crazy Blade stretched out three fingers.
As soon as he finished speaking, the long knife in his hand suddenly slashed diagonally without any warning.
The force of the knife was like a torrent, almost sending Chen Xiao flying away. The blade of the knife slashed across the bluestone on the ring, and streaks of fire appeared.
Large pieces of bluestone flew up and were swept away by the sword energy.
After so many battles, this is the real battle of masters.
The first few battles were just sparring sessions at best.
Everyone held their breath to avoid missing the exciting part.
Chen Xiao's body swayed slightly and turned into an afterimage, avoiding this peerless sword.
"Crazy Dragon Four Wilds!"
Kuang Dao shouted loudly, the power of the sword was still strengthening, and the storm was gradually forming. This was just the first blow, but it caused so much pressure on Chen Xiao.
The blade locked on the trajectory of Chen Xiaoneng's movement, and no matter how he dodged, he could not avoid the blade.
"This Chen Xiao is finally going to be unlucky."
Many people were very happy to see Chen Xiao deflated.
Especially the new disciples who joined with Chen Xiao, they wished that Chen Xiao would die on the stage.
"Crazy Sword, kill this kid."
Many old disciples started to make a fuss and asked the mad sword to kill Chen Xiao.
If Chen Xiao doesn't die, he will soon surpass them and become the leader of the outer disciples.
The third level of Lingwu can easily defeat the seventh level of Lingwu. Such monsters are too rare.
The discussion in the audience made Chen Xiao very angry.
It was a fair discussion between everyone, and there was no hatred whatsoever. Why did so many people hate him so much?
The black blade was not unsheathed, so Chen Xiao directly blocked it with his sword.
"Qiang!"
He did not draw his sword and blocked the move of Crazy Sword.
The fire formed, like lightning, rushed around.
The momentum of the mad sword continued unabated, and the first move was broken by Chen Xiao, as he had expected.
The second move appeared quickly, and the power of this move was even more powerful than the second move.
"The mad dragon enters the sea!"
This is the second move. The sword energy transforms into a dragon shape and wraps Chen Xiao.
The momentum was overwhelming, and Chen Xiao's whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
The scene was extremely stalemate, and Chen Xiao fell into a passive situation, making it difficult for him to make an effective counterattack.
Chen Xiao still didn't draw his sword.
There is only one move to draw a sword, one blow is fatal.
There are no extra moves, Chen Xiao is waiting.
There were many cracks in the clothes on his body, and Chen Xiao's space for movement was gradually compressed due to injuries from the sword energy.
"This Chen Xiao is in danger."
Seeing Chen Xiao in trouble, many disciples showed evil smiles, especially those who were defeated by Chen Xiao.
The red spiritual power was extremely destructive. Chen Xiao felt that his spiritual power was about to be torn apart by the other party.
Taking a deep breath, the Nine Heavens Zhentian Jue was activated, and the spiritual power in the immortal world spurted out, flying away all the sword energy of the Crazy Sword, forming a series of faint defensive shields.
This scene shocked many people.
"Impossible, he is only in the Spiritual Martial Realm, how can he form a defensive shield."
Only when you reach the True Martial Realm can you use your spiritual power to form a defensive shield to protect your body.
Although Chen Xiao's defensive shield was only a light layer, it was enough to shock people.
