Return of the War God

"sing"

This sword light is very fast and extraordinary, like thunder on a rainy day. You don't know when this thunder will sound. When you know it, this thunder has already hit the top of your head, and there is no time to dodge and react.

This is how Huo Qingshan felt at the moment. Facing the purple sword light from Chen He, he found that he couldn't avoid it. !

"Can't escape? Hahahaha! Then let me taste it!"

"boom"

The earthy yellow Yuan force wrapped the big fist of the sandbag, Huo Qingshan laughed, and the right fist smashed straight out, colliding with the purple sword light that came!

For Chen He's sword, Huo Qingshan refused to let it go and chose to resist!

"Boom" "Boom"

A terrifying air wave exploded, and the huge anti-shock force shook the entire surrounding area with constant roars, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was destroyed, and the momentum was shocking!

The two figures turned back and forth, and Chen He took five steps back before he stood firm, the purple long sword lay across his chest, and a solemn and bright light flashed in his clear eyes!

"Dong dong dong..."

Huo Qingshan, who was shaped like an iron tower, also stepped back five steps to stop his retreat. His tiger eyes looked at his fists, feeling the fiery feeling from his fists, Huo Qingshan smiled up to the sky!

"Hahahaha! Happy! Come again!"

"buzz"

He stepped on his feet, and his body as strong as an iron tower spread out waves of energy like ripples. The real body of the Emperor Li shone with a khaki yellow light, and the shadow of the Emperor Li was born, standing proudly behind Huo Qingshan. It seems to be a power emperor walking in the world, wielding endless power between his gestures!

"Bang"

The fists clashed in front of him, and a roar exploded. The fiery heat in Huo Qingshan's eyes had completely turned into a raging fire, his fighting spirit was high, and his blood was boiling!

"Dong dong dong..."

The body as strong as an iron tower began to move rapidly, every step he took, it was like a dull thunder, and the momentum was terrifying. When Huo Qingshan, who was full of combat power, started to move, it seemed like a mammoth giant galloping on the vast land in ancient times!

"sing"

Chen He, who had the purple long sword across his chest, had clear eyes, but there was a sense of calm before the storm. He held the sword in his right hand, and tapped the blade with his two fingers in his left hand. He slowly slid from right to left, and finally two fingers crossed. The body of the sword, the purple long sword let out a soft moan, but in the next moment!

"buzz"

The body of the sword suddenly seemed to be on fire, and a little lavender flame appeared, lingering around the body of the sword. Looking from a distance, it seemed that Chen He was not holding a sword, but a burning purple thunder!

"Power Emperor pulls the sky! Power Emperor Fuxiang!"

With a loud shout, the rushing Huo Qingshan stretched his arms wide, and Li Huang's phantom behind him also spread his arms wide, followed by an explosion, Huo Qingshan's hands and Li Huang's phantom arms fused above the void. When they got together, they seemed to have transformed into two large yellow mudras each about ten feet in size!

"Boom"

The two big yellow handprints slapped Chen He from both sides in a left and right direction. Their palms were strong and powerful, as if their hands reaching out from the sky were going to kill the elephants that were running wildly on the plain!

If these two palms are real, they can definitely smash people into meat pie!

The strong wind blew Chen He's robe, and at this moment he seemed to be a boat floating in the ocean, at any time he might be knocked over by the huge waves, leaving no bones behind.

However, Chen He's eyes are fearless, and some are still peaceful. His eyes have been staring at the long sword with purple thunder and fire in his hands, until the two big yellow handprints taken by Huo Qingshan attacked three feet in front of him. When he was inside, Chen Hecai silently waved his long sword, and a purple sword light of twenty feet in size shot across the sky and shot in all directions!

This sword was cut out, and the temperature within a radius of nearly 100 meters seemed to suddenly increase by seven or eight degrees. What is even more terrifying is that this purple sword light is still entwined with thunder and fire, as if the world-destroying thunder light descended from the sky, which is very visual. Pressure!

"Boom" "Boom"

The yellow big handprint and the purple thunder sword light collided violently in the void, and the two incomparably overbearing forces suddenly shone with a dazzling radiance of Yuanli, followed by a terrifying destructive power that was enough to shatter a hill!

The fight between Huo Qingshan and Chen He, in terms of momentum and destructive power, can be regarded as the most massive group in the championship battle!

"Is this the collision between the body repair and the sword repair? As expected, the destructive power is amazing, and people can't help but be amazed and fascinated!"

Ye Wuque's eyes lit up on the ancient throne, his expression was a little excited, and the blood and fighting spirit in his heart also rose more and more.

The duel between Huo Qingshan and Chen He has already begun to show the strength of both physical and sword cultivators as the most powerful training methods!

"Boom" "Boom"

The yellow and purple colors shot up hundreds of feet into the sky, and the sky continued to blast. The center of the entire ancient gold battle platform was still shrouded in a strong Yuan force light, but in the center of the most intense light, it continued to spread. There is a sound of collision, and it seems that two forces are violently colliding in it!

"Swish"

The Purple Fire Thunder Flame Sword slashed down diagonally, the light of the sword was huohuo, and the sword energy was like a shadow.

The sword technique is called the Thirteen Swords of Ziyun. The meaning of the sword is smooth and the sword is soft and firm. When it is applied, it is like a piece of purple cloud in the sky. Incessantly, a sword is as fast as a sword, and a sword is as dangerous as a sword. In the end, the thirteen purple clouds pointed by the sword's edge appeared all over the body, besieging the enemy.

At this moment, with every sword that Chen He took out, there was a phantom purple cloud on his side. He slashed towards Huo Qingshan with thirteen swords. The set of Ziyun Thirteen Swords has already been practiced by Chen He to the Great Perfection Realm.

In fact, whether it was Chen He, a graceful minister, or Zhou Dian, it seemed that once they fought, they would immediately spew out sword energy, and the sword light would soar.

But who knows that when they just started practicing swords, in order to repeat an ordinary sword move, they can only practice this move from morning to night, just keep stabbing, slashing, and smashing repeatedly. Suffering is unimaginable to others.

Day after day, year after year, just to master a set of ordinary swordsmanship, just to be able to use the sword to follow your heart, and thoroughly understand this swordsmanship, even if you are rare in ten thousand years. Genius, you can't be born without a teacher to use sword energy, sword light and sword intent at will.

The three people in the main sword-casting city have achieved their current achievements. They have come step by step from the most basic swordsmanship, from the first glimpse of the door, to the small achievements, to the entrance of the hall, and finally to the perfection and even the mastery. The hardships involved are not enough for outsiders.

The Thirteen Ziyun Swords are the source of all of Chen He's sword energy and sword intent. The Purple Fire Thunder Flame Sword in his hand was also made by himself after refining the Thirteen Ziyun Swords. It can be said that without the Thirteen Ziyun Swords, There is no current Chen He, and this set of Ziyun Thirteen Swords is displayed without any sword intent, but it is perfectly suitable for melee combat with the enemy.

"Bang" "Clang"

Huo Qingshan's sandbag-sized fist filled with earthy yellow Yuan force and slammed it down, colliding with Chen He's Purple Fire Thunder Flame Sword, and immediately burst out a little spark!

The three big fat men in the main city of Yueshan are all body-refining cultivators. They have tempered their physical bodies since childhood, and they have also practiced the power emperor pulling the sky. It can be said to be even more powerful when combined with the melee combat of physical training.

"Bang"

Little sparks scattered, Chen He felt a tremendous force coming from the Purple Fire Thunder Flame Sword, and his figure kept going backwards. The purple fire burning on the sword seemed to have little lethality to Huo Qingshan. If it is a melee fight, he is still far behind Huo Qingshan.

With one punch, Chen He was forced back, and Huo Qingshan's eyes were full of fighting intent. The set of exquisite swordsmanship that Chen He just displayed made him feel like a thunder cloud. .

"In terms of melee combat power, after all, physical cultivation is still the roost, but once the sword cultivation is separated by a certain distance, it will be extremely terrifying. Both have their own strengths, and it is hard to say who is stronger than the other. Cultivation, realm and combat power."

The battle between Chen He and Huo Qingshan on the battlefield made Ye Wuque realize that the battle of swords still depends on personal cultivation.

"sing"

Chen He, who was back in shape, focused his gaze, and the sword energy that had calmed down around his body spewed out again, and the thunder and fire lingering on the long sword was even more turbulent!

A burst of high temperature suddenly radiated from Chen He's body. Huo Qingshan, who noticed this, froze in his heart, but he was not afraid and decided to strike first!

"Boom"

With a heavy kick with his right foot, Huo Qingshan jumped up like an iron tower, and the shadow of the emperor behind him swelled, from the original thirty feet to five feet in size!

"boom"

A terrifying power spread out from above the void, Huo Qingshan folded his hands together, raised his head high, and the shadow of the power emperor behind him did the same. !

"The Emperor of Power!"

A loud shout resounded in all directions, Huo Qingshan and the phantom of the power emperor behind him merged into one, looking from a distance, above the void, a phantom of the power emperor with the size of five feet folded his hands and raised his head high, his feet in all directions, and his mighty Heaven, with Huo Qingshan's loud shout, Li Huang's phantom smashed towards Chen He like a meteor from the sky!

The imposing manner is extremely terrifying, the terrifying power and the strength brought by the rapid fall, the Huo Qingshan falling from the sky is like a collapsed mountain!

"sing"

Chen He held the Purple Fire Thunder Flame Sword, the body of the sword soared with thunder and fire, and the sword energy around him also soared. The purple meaning in his eyes reflected a pair of sword shadows. Just two actions, but it seems that the whole surroundings suddenly light up!

"Purple Fire Sword Intent!"

A low whisper, but the entire ancient gold battle platform seems to be suddenly contaminated by a purple meaning!

"Boom" "Boom"

A purple sword light that was even brighter than before was born, and the purple fire filled the air, as if the world was filled with purple thunder and fire, and the thunder was endless!

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"

The phantom of the Emperor of Power and the Sword Intent of the Purple Fire collided in the void, and the two extremely terrifying forces each erupted with terrifying and terrifying power, and the fluctuations filled the air for seven or eight breaths before slowly dispersing. The voice sounded again!

"Lei Yan Sword Intent!"

"boom"

The slightly subdued fluctuations followed this voice and turned up again with a force that was three times more terrifying than before!

"buzz"

A huge lightsaber that seemed to be completely composed of flames pierced through the yellow and purple primordial light that was still in the air, slashing horizontally, and slammed into somewhere!

"buzz"

A khaki-yellow primordial force that was so rich to the limit lingered, and Huo Qingshan roared along with it!

"One move will determine the outcome! Chen He! Emperor Li Wuji!"

"Boom"

The entire ancient gold battle platform seemed to be shaken suddenly, as if hundreds of giant elephants had stepped on it, surging with boundless power!

"Boom" "Boom"

After a dozen or so breaths, the entire ancient gold battlefield returned to calm, and the dazzling Yuan Li light slowly dissipated unwillingly, revealing two figures, one tall and the other short.

Huo Qingshan's right fist stopped at Chen He's chest, while the long sword in Chen He's hand hung at Huo Qingshan's throat.

This result made everyone a little puzzled, who won. "Pfft" "Pfft"

The two voices of spitting blood sounded almost at the same time. Huo Qingshan and Chen He spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and both their faces became pale.

"call"

Huo Qingshan exhaled heavily and withdrew his right fist. Chen He immediately withdrew his long sword, but found a big hand on his shoulder, and he remembered Huo Qingshan's convincing voice: "I lost this battle, hahahaha, Chen He, your sword is really sharp!"

Chen He's eyes moved and nodded towards Huo Qingshan.

Elder Shengguang's voice resounded from above the void again: "Chen He, the main city of sword casting, wins and advances to the next round."

"boom"

The Gujin battle platform was once again occupied by cheers, and the battle between Huo Qingshan and Chen He can be said to make everyone's mind tremble and fascinated.

Huo Qingshan's melee combat, Chen He's infinite sword light, when they are intertwined, how exciting and bloody!

In the end, Chen He was slightly better and won the final victory.

However, the cheers of the ancient gold battle platform subsided immediately, because everyone suddenly remembered that in the next final battle, it was the genius who ranked second in the East, Dou Tian!

"The last battle of the top five is Dou Tian, ​​the main city of Huangtian, against Xiayou, the main city of Fuyou."

"boom"

A cheer that was several times more enthusiastic than just now resounded through the sky, because Dou Tian was finally going to appear!

Xia You on the ancient throne slowly stood up, her enchanting body was bumpy, exuding an amazing attraction. She doesn't look like Mo Honglian, like a blooming red lotus, nor is she as heroic as Nalan Yan. Xia You is like a short-lived flower that blooms on summer nights.

It was quiet and serene, but others only noticed Xia You's coldness, but ignored her beauty. In terms of looks, Xia You was not inferior to Mo Honglian and Na Lanyan.

For her opponent would be the incomparably powerful Dou Tian, ​​Xia You did not panic at all, and remained calm.

Because the main city of Fuyou has cultivated assassins since childhood, if you want to become an assassin, you must have a heart that will not change your face when Mount Tai collapses in front, and your emotions should not have big ups and downs, otherwise, if you assassinate the enemy, you will feel fear and fear. If you wait for negative emotions, then the only person who will die in the end is yourself.

So even though she knew that she lost more and won less, Xia You could still maintain a calm state of mind because she was a qualified assassin.

This time, it's good to go all out. The victory and defeat have been left behind by Xia You, and she also wants to experience how powerful this genius ranked second in the entire Eastern Land is!

"call out"

Turning into a dim light, Xia You stood on the battlefield of the ancient gold battle platform, her eyes were quiet, and she looked directly at Dou Tian.

Slowly moving forward step by step, Dou Tian, ​​who stood up from the ancient throne, walked towards the ancient gold battle platform, and the entire ancient gold battle platform burst into the most enthusiastic cheers in an instant!

Long walking and tiger walking, like a deep sea like a sea, the whole body is filled with a faint chill, Dou Tian feels as if he has stepped out of a thousand-year-old iceberg, cold and powerful.

Walking slowly to the battlefield, Dou Tian, ​​who stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Xia You. Ning Bing's eyes did not change in the slightest, but only spoke quietly. Although his voice was not high, it spread throughout the entire ancient gold battle platform.

"Before the battle with Mo Bufan, there were only two people who were qualified to warm me up, one was the elegant minister and the other was Ye Wuque, but now there is only one left. And you are not included."

As soon as these words came out, the entire ancient gold battle platform was silent!

Immediately afterwards, almost all eyes were focused on the black-robed boy sitting on the ancient throne!

With a condensed expression, Ye Wuque's eyes were as sharp as a heavenly knife, the black hair of the shawl fluttered, and the fighting spirit in his heart also slowly boiled!

"Is it just a qualification to warm up..."

At this moment, Ye Wuque murmured, his eyes glowing like electricity.

After saying this, Dou Tian stretched out a right hand from behind him and hung it in front of him, and then said two words: "Come on."

Xia You, who was far away from Dou Tian, ​​had a pair of gleaming eyes that flashed away. Dou Tian's words entered her ears, but they did not make Xia You angry, but the fighting spirit in her heart was even stronger. one cent!

People in Fuyou Main City never say useless words, they only express their will with real actions.

"boom"

Dao Dao dim light lingered like a dark curtain, completely wrapping Xia You, two dark daggers manifested, and when she held it in her hand, a cold and cold aura swept away!

"call out"

The figure flashed extremely fast, Xia You was like a female leopard rushing in the night, quietly but exuding a deadly terrifying aura!

In just five steps, Xia You had already deceived himself to within three feet of Dou Tian!

"Floating Nether Smashing Slash!"

With a soft drink, Xia You's hands were staggered in the void, and a huge dark dagger shadow suddenly appeared, and then this dagger shadow suddenly turned into three, and slashed from three directions at different speeds. To the still standing Dou Tian!

"buzz"

The void seemed to be cut open, and the sharp aura brought by the three dark daggers echoed with a humming sound!

However, in the face of Xia You's shot, Dou Tian had no expression on his face.