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The wind and rain in Zhongshan are rising, and a sword moves vast...

The showdown between Jian Yifei and Han Chen was a shocking and shaking the Eight Desolations.

The turmoil caused by the two great martial arts skills of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword and the Demon God Clothes have caused the entire Deathless City to fall into endless riots.

The messy aftermath of energy was splashed with catharsis, and the sky had already become gloomy and dim. The dark clouds were rolling, and the huge pressure made countless people below breathless.

Jian Yifei held the sword in one hand, and his vicious facial expression had become much calmer at this moment. A pair of cold eyes stared at Han Chen in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

"Very good!" Jian Yifei's tone became much less indifferent, but anyone could feel the coldness contained in it. "Now you are qualified to be killed by my strongest blow!"

The strongest blow?

Everyone below was shocked. They understood that the final outcome was about to be decided.

Han Chen held the Tianming Sword slanted, letting the strong wind in the air blow his long hair, and a natural domineering aura spread out. Han Chen didn't say anything, but his expression was particularly firm, and his straight figure was like a javelin.

"Boy, be aware!" Jian Yifei raised the sword in his hand high, and the next moment, a raging aura erupted from his body.

"Talented magical powers, Sword Soul Storm!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, with Jian Yifei as the center, the air flow within a region of thousands of meters was extremely turbulent. The Wuyuan power of the ninth level of Tongtian Realm was released from his body without reservation, and the surging sword momentum immediately turned into countless sharp and terrifying sword energy. Countless sword energy crisscrossed, taking Jian Yifei as the center, turning into a tornado formed by sword energy.

The tornado covered the sky and the sun, with a huge momentum and spreading around at an extremely terrifying speed. The ruins of the building on the ground were smashed and washed away in an instant, and were swept into the rocks at high altitudes, and were instantly crushed into powder by endless sword energy.

In the sky, lightning and thunder were roaring, and the violent momentum was like a divine punishment from the sky, and the world was like the end of the world.

The wind and clouds were stirred up by it, and the world was already uneasy.

Everyone off the field changed their faces at this moment. Even Yang Dingjie, Xue Yang, Sword Waving Fairy, Sima Jingtao, Zhao Guang, Ge Liu Yi, and Zi Ling, all showed deep surprise at this moment.

Jian Yifei is simply a genius among geniuses, and his cultivation is really powerful.

If the city of No Death is coming, Jian Yifei is now like the god of wind scattering across the sky.

But at the other end, the cold weather is like a small sapling shrouded by violent storms, which will be destroyed by this sudden storm at any time.

Han Chen's long hair and clothes were dancing in the wind, and his resolute eyes flashed a little resolutely.

At this moment, a huge aura burst out from Hanchen's body. Then, with Hanchen as the center, another chaotic spiral air wave was set off.

"Boom!"

It also shakes the sky and stirs up the storm.

Under the terrifying eyes of countless people in the audience, another tornado transformed by sword energy appeared between heaven and earth. The powerful hurricane force swept across all directions, destroying countless buildings in the city into pieces.

"How is it possible? How did Hanchen do this?"

All the people here have various surprises and doubts. Everyone is deeply confused about Han Chen, but how many secrets are there in him? How many trump cards does he have not used?

Two tornadoes separate the two places and echo each other from afar.

Jian Yifei's sword soul storm was golden, while Han Chen's sword energy tornado was light black.

Jian Yifei's eyes flashed with vicious light, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Boy, you can't beat me, go to die!"

"Talented magical powers, Sword Soul Storm!"

"Sword Master is angry, Sword Storm!"

...

As Jian Yifei and Han Chen finished their words, the two storm tornados moved towards the middle with the momentum of destruction, and collided head-on with the momentum of destroying everything.

"Bang bang!"

The heaven and earth trembled, and the sky was in chaos.

Once the two storms formed by sword energy confronted, a terrifying wave of air immediately swept across the surroundings.

"retreat!"

"hurry up!"

The genius disciples of various major sects retreated in panic and turned into afterimages to sweep towards the rear. Under such circumstances, even the seven geniuses did not dare to stay here.

"Boom!"

All the stone bricks on the square were destroyed, and the nine-story round platform immediately turned into ruins, and the golden puppets on the round platform were rolled out to the point of nowhere. All buildings in the area within a radius of more than 10,000 meters were razed to the ground.

The golden tornado and the black storm soared into the sky, and the two extreme forces collided with the sky and the earth. At the top of the sky, the nebula vortex stirred rapidly, covering the sky and the earth, like a giant millstone.

Jian Yifei and Han Chen had long disappeared, and they were each in the storm.

The move Han Chen used came from the sword move in the "Sword Master".

When Yu Luanmohai obtained this "Sword Master Note", Han Chen carefully comprehended it as soon as he had time. The Sword Master not only recorded the experience notes of the third level of sword intent "man and sword integration", but also contained several major sword moves.

Those big sword moves were all powerful and comparable to the magical martial arts. After so long, Han Chen only realized this sword move called "Sword Storm".

...

The devastating confrontation is gradually weakening.

But even so, the geniuses from all major sects were still watching from afar and did not dare to take a step forward. Each of them had a strong look of horror.

The area more than 10,000 meters ahead turned into ruins in an instant. No building was seen, the ground was bumpy, the soil was hung a thick layer, and the depth of the sinkhole was dozens of meters.

Horror is definitely described as horror.

The confrontation between the two geniuses of Tianluo Prefecture is full of destructive power everywhere. The geniuses in Tianluo Prefecture or Xieluo Prefecture all feel trembling at this moment.

"Bang bang!"

At this moment, two storms in the world suddenly burst out. Immediately afterwards, two embarrassed figures flew backwards.

Who's winning?

Everyone around them stared wide and glanced back and forth at the two of them.

The east direction is Jian Yifei, dressed in rags, and his body is covered with additional sword wounds, especially the wound on his chest, which is deep enough to see the bones.

"hiss!"

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath, especially the Sword Sect and their group, all of whom were widening their eyes. The first genius of the Sword Sect would one day become like this.

Han Chen at the other end was also broken and his body was covered with bloody scars. But the difference was that the momentum emitted by Han Chen was still strong.

"how so?"

"His martial arts power has not weakened much."

"Is that guy still human?"

...

These words were spoken from the three evil geniuses, Xue Yang, Dao Shixian and Sima Jingtao. However, their faces were filled with deep shock and disbelief.

You should know that in the past five days, Han Chen has also refined a puppet of the Emperor Star Tiger.

Now he has used a series of powerful martial arts. What's strange is that Han Chen's martial arts power is still higher than Jian Yifei.

Did Hanchen really use some kind of treasure to replenish the power of Wuyuan?

Everyone felt huge doubts unconsciously.

But everyone didn't have time to think about it, and the situation ahead changed again.

Han Chen paused, and a afterimage appeared in the air, rolling up a huge murderous intent, and the furious voice shocked the world. "Jian Yifei, hand over your dog's life."

“Buzz!”

The momentum was like rolling thunder, impacting everyone's hearts.

Jian Yifei in front of him had a pale face, and his eyes were filled with fear. He was afraid, and finally he was afraid. Jian Yifei finally understood that he was no match for the young man in front of him.

Can't die!

Jian Yifei is a genius in Tianluozhou, the most dignified genius of the Sword Sect, with a promising future and cannot just die like this.

escape!

Jian Yifei had only one thought left in his mind, saving his life was important. Jian Yifei didn't care about the team of the Sword Sect on the sidelines, so he turned around and left, turning into a stream of light and running towards one direction.

"Hanchen little thief, I will definitely kill you in the future."

"Hey, can you escape?"

...

A cold tone came out of Han Chen's mouth, and everyone was shocked. Han Chen's star-like eyes looked ahead, his palm moved, and a sacred bow burning with dark red flames appeared in his hand.

Zi Ling, a genius from Ziyang Palace, frowned and opened her red lips lightly, murmured in a lost voice, "Is it the Burning Flame Holy Bow of the Female Tribe?"

The scorching waves spread. Han Chen held the Burning Yan Holy Bow in his left hand and quietly pulled the bowstring with his right hand.

"Crack!"

The bowstring gradually expanded to the outside, and the substantial flame on the bow body rose, and the rising flame quickly gathered towards Han Chen's right fingertips. In the blink of an eye, a solid flame arrow landed on the Burning Flame Bow.

“Buzz!”

The strong heat caused the space to tremble and restless. Even the purple-scaled eagle under Han Chen couldn't help but exclaim. This flame arrow exuded a heart-pounding aura.

The bow is like a full moon, and its sharpness is revealed.

"Hanchen, stop."

The genius disciples in the Sword Sect team shouted angrily, their faces as white as paper.

However, Han Chen turned a blind eye and raised a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's over, it's easy to leave and not send it off!"

Han Chen gently released his fingers, and a buzzing sound of "swish!" was trembling, and the flame arrow shot out instantly, dragging out a red tail line, flying towards Jian Yi in front of him like a fire meteor.
Chapter completed!