As soon as her feet fell, the light of the sword dispersed for a moment. Zhao Chun glanced around, but without even a moment's hesitation, he shouted loudly:
"Xin Moruo, do you dare to fight me?"
Her voice was clear and crisp, yet sonorous and powerful. This time she shouted loudly on the stage, so that all the monks inside and outside the dojo could hear her clearly.
But because they heard clearly, everyone was startled. They felt that they had heard wrongly or had some illusion. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Zhao Shun dared to directly invite a fight and ranked tenth on the ranking list. Three of Simara.
"Xin Moluo just took the thirteenth place from Wang Zheng. I didn't expect someone to dare to challenge him so soon. I wonder what means Zhao Chun has left to have the confidence to compete with this person."
"Feng Lingxin is not weak, but compared with Xin Moruo, he is still far behind. I thought that Zhao Shun would take it step by step and move up to three or four places first. After all, she has not yet reached the Dharmakaya, and is ranked thirteenth on the list. For her, it was actually a bit forced.”
"I don't think so. Judging from the character Zhao Shun has revealed now, we can find that although she is radical, she is not reckless. Xin Moruo's methods are ruthless. When fighting with him, eighty-nine out of ten will be desperadoes. If she How could you choose this person if you have little chance of winning?"
When geniuses of the level of Zhao Chun and Xin Moruo take action, it is obviously unusual for disciples to be able to comment here. All the elders of the sects have strange expressions and their innermost thoughts are difficult to guess, but most of the disciples are full of excitement and have their own unique ideas. A lot of guesses are in my mind.
Even though Zhao Shun had already defeated Feng Lingxin, there were still not a majority of people who thought she could defeat Xin Moruo.
They advocated the courage of the former, but in their hearts they thought that Xin Moruo had a better chance of winning. Since there was a gap in strength between Feng Lingxin and Xin Moruo, Zhao Chun's move might be considered too ambitious and arrogant.
Xu Chengyin's heart skipped a beat when she heard Zhao Chun called Zhen Mo Luo. Even she was not sure about this battle, let alone the elders sitting in the outer hall. As soon as Zhao Shun finished speaking, there was a burst of questioning and worried voices in the outer hall. However, they were concerned that Hai Qing was sitting in the inner hall. The conversation was not high-pitched, but there were also some who badmouthed Zhao Shun. Discourse.
She turned her head and looked at Hai Qing's face. The powerful Dongxu monk had already sat upright, opened a pair of phoenix eyes and looked straight ahead.
The voices of the elders arguing gradually reached his ears, but Hai Qing didn't care. After a while, Xu Chengyin heard her snort vaguely, which seemed to be mocking. In an instant, the outer hall was as quiet as a pin drop. smell.
"What do you think it would be like to ask Xinmo Luobi?"
There was no sound in the outer hall. After a while, I heard an elder flattering him: "How can a mere evil son of the Demon Sect be as good as the leader of the avenue?"
Hai Qing responded with a snort that sounded like a smile but not a smile, but she couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry. When the sound stopped, the elders heard her say: "If he is not as good as Wen'er, how can he be compared to Chun'er? ?" The tone was rare and gentle, which showed that the speaker was calm and calm, without any worries.
Even the monks in this realm of Nantianhai think that Zhao Chun will lose, but there are always people who have great trust in her. For Xin Moruo, the person who most firmly believes that he can win is undoubtedly himself.
"You are indeed much stronger than before," Xin Moluo has a tall and majestic body. This may have something to do with the exercises he has practiced. There are few ordinary monks who can be taller than him, so He also likes to lower his eyebrows and look at people, unintentionally showing a arrogant and arrogant attitude, "But in my eyes, you are no different from Feng Jian and Wang Zheng——"
"It's just a dying person!"
When he moved, he was like a meteor from the sky, smashing onto the fighting platform, and his true energy aura surged like a sea, sweeping out in all directions in an instant, with endless momentum!
Zhao Chun had no intention of arguing with him. She turned her palm upwards and sacrificed a long ember in her hand. Behind her, the shadow of a Dharma body gradually appeared. Its body was condensed and flawless, its meridians and acupuncture points were clearly visible, and its skull was The palaces and pavilions are built high on the top, and the red light is like shining. If a golden sun rises, it will obviously be the Zi Mansion, and it will achieve something on the Kaiyuan Road.
At this level, as long as Zhao Chun makes up his mind to become a Dharmakaya, he can directly enter the upper three levels. He is really enviable to others!
Xinmoluo laughed loudly when he saw this, and also condensed the Latu demon phase, then jumped up, and turned into a ball of red blood and entered the demon phase's mouth.
Once Latu's demonic form was completed, the divine power spread throughout the field. With the huge body of the demonic form and its powerful strength, energy, and spirit, Xinmoluo had defeated countless monks in previous battles. After suffering a dull loss, this method was completely useless when dealing with Zhao Shun today.
"But how can the consciousness of virtual appearance intimidate my spiritual thoughts!"
Zhao Chun pressed his thumb and middle finger together, and the Shijian suppressed in Zifu suddenly burst out with a dazzling brilliance, suppressing all the power of Naratu's demonic form, and then relaxed his five fingers and moved forward. Press it, and you will see the light of thousands of swords sweeping down like a rain of swords, killing the devil's face until the skin and flesh fly, and the blood splashes!
Just then watching the battle between Wang Zheng and Xin Moruo, Zhao Chun knew that the Latu demon had two heads and four eyes to gather the soul, so the key point was on its head. She stepped on the sword light, holding the long sword in her hand, and the Dharma body behind her The phantom followed him like a shadow, and in an instant he raised his sword like a rainbow and slashed at the devil's head.
Latu's demonic form has a hard body and can be broken by extraordinary means. But now in front of this god's killing sword, it is like mortal flesh. The sword leaves traces and the skin is torn. Even when Xin Moluo saw such a scene, he frowned and couldn't help but secretly shout, how is this possible!
Only more than twenty years have passed since the Lanchu Sect's Immortal Ascension Conference. Zhao Chun has actually grown from a weak ant to such an extent that he should be cautious!
While he was thinking about it, Zhao Chun's sword edge was already approaching the door facing Demon Xiang. This sword was so fierce that there was almost no way to avoid it. A big blood-red hand swatted at Jian Qi.
The big blood-red hand was condensed with blood. Although it was easily cut off by the sword energy at the moment, it would gather again in the next moment, thereby wearing down Zhao Chun's sword energy and gradually dissipating it.
The vortex in Zhao Chun's Dantian had already been activated. With the "Tai Cang Soul Seizing Technique" around, she was not afraid of any method to kill the true energy of the sword energy. She raised her eyes and looked at her big blood-red hands, and she immediately had a countermeasure in mind.
Watching the sword energy gradually subsided, Xin Moluo was about to take down the big blood-red hand, but he saw a golden red flashing in front of his eyes. It was a cluster of magnificent flames that kept beating in Zhao Xun's palm. His eyes were condensed, but he couldn't breathe. In the meantime, flames were seen flying and dancing wildly, burning all the way to the sky, sucking the big blood-red hand into it and swallowing it up!
It’s my daughter (happy)
(End of chapter)
