"Boom!" At this moment, a huge roar spread from the arena, and the energy shield around the body was seen. Under the attack of the Rain of Holy Light that was counter-controlled by Jian Chen, it finally It shattered, and the powerful energy fluctuations turned into an invisible shock wave, pushing Cheng's body backwards.
"You actually, you actually" Cheng's expression was full of disbelief. He pointed at Jian Chen and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
The Rain of Holy Light that he cast was unexpectedly taken away from him by Chang Yang, who was not as good at Yishi Yuan Dan, and was turned back to attack him by Chang Yang. Is this justified?
But after Jian Chen broke Cheng's shield, he moved without hesitation. He ducked and approached Cheng, and the Sword of Holy Light in his hand went straight towards Cheng.
Cheng's face changed slightly. In his opinion, Jian Chen's reaction was too quick and his attack was too fierce. Facing the sword of holy light that was coming towards him, he had no time to use the light magic to block it and immediately condensed a ray of light. The wings of holy light flew back.
His combat experience was obviously far inferior to that of Jian Chen. Just such a small error caused him to have the upper hand from the beginning and end up being extremely passive.
Jian Chen, on the other hand, took advantage of the victory to pursue Cheng Cheng, chasing Cheng Cheng without letting go. The sword of Holy Light in his hand stabbed out mercilessly, reaching Cheng's chest in the blink of an eye.
Cheng's expression changed drastically. Although he had some combat experience, he had never experienced such a tense battle. After Jian Chen seized the opportunity and launched a violent storm of offensive, he immediately became confused. In desperation, he just rolled around like a lazy donkey, narrowly avoiding the Sword of Holy Light.
But even so, the white robe on his body was cut with a long crack by the sword of holy light. The originally spotless white robe was now covered with dust.
After getting up from the ring, Cheng's face turned livid and his lungs were about to explode. For him, the roll just now took away his dignity, making it difficult for him to raise his head in the Temple of Light in the future.
"Changyang, I swear, I will definitely make you regret it." Cheng let out a low roar, also condensed a sword of holy light, and slashed towards Jian Chen at the fastest speed he could achieve.
In Cheng Yan's eyes, the speed of this sword of holy light has indeed reached the limit of what he can exert. He is confident that even some ordinary three-color Yuan Dan light saint masters will not be able to dodge his attack.
However, in Jian Chen's eyes, it was still as slow as a snail, but this time, Jian Chen did not choose to dodge, but deliberately made a gesture of being caught off guard and withstood the blow with his own body.
Moreover, when the Sword of Holy Light was about to hit him, he had secretly mobilized the power of chaos within his body, turned the power of chaos into a sharp blade, and actively pierced his body of chaos.
This caused the sword of holy light struck by Cheng to hit the wound caused by the power of chaos on Jian Chen's body without any deviation, piercing Jian Chen's body.
Jian Chen, on the other hand, did not care about his injuries at all. He enveloped himself with a layer of light holy power, and the sword of holy light in his hand also penetrated into Cheng's body.
"Ah!" Cheng, who had never experienced such severe pain, immediately let out a painful scream, and hurriedly retreated, keeping distance from Jian Chen.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth. With a thought, a Sword of Holy Light appeared out of thin air behind Cheng. When Cheng retreated, he directly and actively hit the tip of the Sword of Holy Light. Immediately there was another painful muffled sound.
Jian Chen's eyes were cold. He took a step forward. The Sword of Holy Light in his hand was raised high above his head. It burst out with dazzling light. Just when he was about to slash it towards Cheng, a voice suddenly came into his ears. .
"Changyang, I am Zheng Xin. In this battle, you can only lose, not win!"
Zheng Zhengxin gave orders to Jian Chen with a condescending attitude, and his tone was unquestionable.
Of course, he was transmitting the message to Jian Chen through sound transmission, so he was not afraid of being heard by some unimportant people.
After the message was transmitted, Zheng Zhengxin stood there with his arms crossed and a face full of confidence, as if he already knew that Changyang would not dare to disobey his order.
After all, he is a nine-star genius in the Temple of Light. This status is indeed very intimidating to many ordinary disciples.
"Changyang, I am Xin Bing. It is an extremely remarkable achievement that you can force a Saint Master of Light with three-color Yuan Dan into such a panic. Let this battle end with a draw." Another nine-star genius Xin Bing also sent a message to Jian Chen, but his tone was not as tough as Zheng Zhengxin's.
Listening to the sound transmission between Zheng Zhengxin and Xin Bing, Jian Chen sneered in his heart. His current perception was stronger than imagined. The bet between these two nine-star geniuses and the leader of Wangtian Peak, he... How not to know.
If it were anyone else, they would naturally not dare to offend the nine-star genius who was about to become the new Holy Son. However, they met Jian Chen.
"Huh!" Jian Chen ignored Zheng Zhengxin and Xin Bing. In a flash of white light, the Holy Light Sword in his hand brought out a bright light and chopped off one of Cheng's arms without hesitation. .
Cheng suddenly let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, and the heartbreaking pain made his whole body convulse uncontrollably, and he almost fainted.
This scene made the Saint Masters of Light who were watching the battle around the arena burst into an uproar. Many of them were restrained by Jian Chen's bloody methods.
After all, these Light Saint Masters are not like those warriors. Each of them has experienced hundreds of battles. Some of them have come out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and have long been accustomed to bloody scenes.
On the other side, Zheng Zhengxin, who was standing with the leader of Wangtian Peak, also became a little ugly. He had a gloomy face and stared at Jian Chen with a cold light in his eyes. He was secretly angry in his heart: "This Changyang really doesn’t know what’s good or bad, how dare a mere disciple of Yuan Dan dare to disobey my order, huh.”
Xin Bing also frowned slightly, looking at Jian Chen with displeasure in his eyes.
"This Changyang is really becoming more and more appealing to me." The white-haired Peak Master of Wangtian Peak said with a smile, looking at Jian Chen with undisguised admiration.
"Changyang, stop now, you must lose this battle." Zheng Zhengxin once again sent a message to Jian Chen, this time, his tone became sharp.
However, Jian Chen turned a deaf ear to his voice transmission. He stepped in front of Cheng, grabbed the collar on Cheng's chest with one hand, and stared coldly at Cheng, whose face turned as pale as paper due to the severe pain, and spoke in a tone of voice. He said coldly: "Sure, I don't have much grudge against you, but you should never, never should have any inappropriate thoughts towards my little junior sister. This is what you ended up with because of your blasphemous thoughts towards my little junior sister. End." As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen raised his hand and slapped Cheng on the face.
ps: Chapter 2.
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