Updated: 2012-08-04

Chapter 137 The final battle

The two of them passed by another verb-sword sword on the ring, and neither of them was convinced.

"Boy, it's useless to say it's just by saying it's useless. Next, let's see my true strength." Qian Kun burst out with a sound all over his body, and his bones made a squeaking sound. It seemed that he was going to use some martial arts;

Chen Xuan didn't dare to be careless. Chen Xuan had the most experience of the power of the heavenly martial arts. His Nine Changes of the Phantom and the Seven Killing Sword are basically heavenly martial arts, so he can achieve many challenges beyond level.

After Qian Kun's body exploded for a while, Chen Xuan saw that Qian Kun's body had been several centimeters taller and he was a little fatter. What kind of kung fu is this? Chen Xuan was stunned, but he did not dare to be careless at all and concentrating on the fight.

A chattering disc came from Qian Kun's mouth, which was harsh and hard to bear. Chen Xuan wanted to cover his ears. What kind of kung fu has Qian Kun practiced? How could even change his temperament? Chen Xuan thought to himself;

"Boy, today I will let you taste my ancient Buddha Fist. This is a Buddhist martial art created by a Western Region Demon Lord. It is extremely powerful and a little bastard. Today I will let you know what the Heng Ancient Demon Realm is." Qian Kun finished.

Suddenly, a lot of demonic energy appeared on the field, but there was a trace of Buddha energy inside, which was completely two extremes. The combination of Buddha and demons, and I don’t know how this Western Region Demon Lord created this martial art.

Chen Xuan was also stunned by this demonic energy, but it was still worse than the Shura aura emitted by his evil charm. His Shura aura was condensed by thousands of killing energy, which was one level higher than the demonic energy. Shura was the ancestor of the demon clan. Mr. Li once told Gao himself that in ancient times, there was no demon clan at all, and at that time there were Shura clans.

As time goes by, the Shura clan began to fade out of people's sight, but the demon clan that came out again, that is, the current battlefield of the demons. These demons should be descendants of Shura and are no longer as glorious as Shura back then. However, they can still absorb a trace of killing energy from the void to extract Shura Pills. Chen Xuan still stores more than 100,000 in the Heaven-Swallowing Furnace, so Shura Pills are the best nutrients for the demon clan. The more Shura Aura energy it absorbs, the closer the demons will be to the Shura system at that time.

The ring is now full of demonic energy, all emitted from Qian Kun's body. "Isn't it prohibited by Danxuan Sect? It is allowed to practice demonic skills?" Chen Xuan said intimately;

However, Chen Xuan was too lazy to consider these things. These were not the scope of his own consideration. Just after these breaths, Qian Kun's fist came in an instant. Chen Xuan then experienced what fastness was. Not only was fast but also changed, and the entire fist shadow was shrouded in it.

"I'm waiting for your attack." Chen Xuan also lived up to the ground. The evil charm had already returned to the sheath. Chen Xuan's fists also went towards Qian Kun. The two of them quickly rushed towards each other. In an instant, they were handed over together. A symphony of bang and bang. Chen Xuan's fists and Qian Kun's fists hit each other. Each of them made five punches, and they were cracked by the other party.

Chen Xuan's Red Flame Fist was repeatedly used three times before he could resist Qian Kun's five punches. Qian Kun's boxing style was indeed extraordinary. He could defeat the opponent with the Red Flame Fist at the same level. Now his Red Flame Fist can only barely resist for a while and does not gain the upper hand at all.

Qian Kun did not stop at all, and swung his fist at Chen Xuan again, attacking him from both sides, his fist was extremely fast, virtual and real, and each move was a killer move. Chen Xuan had to use the Nine Phantom Changes to deal with the opponent, but Qian Kun's fist was like a ghost, always staying away from Chen Xuan's vital points.

Chen Xuan was completely suppressed by this set of boxing. It seemed that it would be difficult for him to defeat Qian Kun by relying on boxing. He even used the Seven Killing Sword. While avoiding Qian Kun's attack, Chen Xuan was thinking about how to defeat Qian Kun as fast as possible. The two of them intersected each other on the field. One person's body movement was elegant, and Qian Kun's body movement was not slow, followed Chen Xuan's footwork.

"Boy, what's the ability to hide? Didn't you just twitch? If you want to defeat me, why don't you avoid taking action now?" Qian Kun chatted;

"Is it really like I can't do anything? I just want to see your boxing skills. Now let's see how I step you under my feet." Chen Xuan pulled out of the evil charm and stabbed him with a diagonal stab. Qian Kun retreated his fist to his chest. He was forced back by Chen Xuan's knife, and Chen Xuan also got a chance to breathe.

"Isn't your boxing fast? Then I will compete with you whether your fist is faster or my knife skills are faster." Chen Xuan thought about it and tried his best this time. The battle has consumed most of the time, and it is time for Qian Kun to solve this problem.

Zhan Feng, Chen Xuan lived up to the ground, and the evil charm in his hand had more than a dozen swords. Zhan Feng had been simplified by Chen Xuan, and all the extra moves were removed by Chen Xuan. Every change left behind would not be repeated. The evil charm became erratic, and even Chen Xuan became hazy.

"Buddha and Demons Spend together" Qian Kun roared, and his fists changed left and right, and began to become illusory. The figures of the two became virtual and real, one meter apart, and felt thousands of miles apart.

Bang bang bang, Chen Xuan's wind was blocked by Qian Kun's Ancient Buddha Fist. Chen Xuan was shocked. How could Qian Kun's boxing technique be like this? It can still shake his spiritual weapon. He felt that he wanted to get out of his hand.

"It seems that I have used that move, but I am not very familiar with it yet. It should be enough to deal with Qian Kun." Chen Xuan received it and did not choose to continue the attack. It seems that he wanted to brew a last blow. If this blow could not defeat Qian Kun, he really had no moves except Xingchen Blast to restrain Qian Kun's Ancient Sweet Buddha Fist.

"Boy, do you have no moves to deal with me? Give up your defeat. In the future, I will be a dog of Qian Kun. As long as I can be honest and obedient in the future, maybe I will reward you with some martial arts, and even Yuan Ling Dan, I will reward you, how about it?" Qian Kun said crazy;

"Looking for death, Chen Xuan cursed angrily, since you are looking for death, I will let you remember every word you said today, and actually made me your dog. Chen Xuan was completely angry.

The fourth sword of the Quicksand Slash, the Qikill Sword was finally shot out from Chen Xuan's hand, and it was still as erratic as when he was facing Han Jiang, weak and powerless, as if a breeze was blowing towards Qian Kun, without any lethality. The sword energy of this sword blew across the lake like a spring breeze, and the sword energy was like a ripples, waving towards Qian Kun.

Qian Kun was stunned by this knife. Does this kid want to defeat me with this knife? Hahaha, Qian Kun laughed to the sky, "Boy, let's admit defeat. If you want to defeat me with this, are you too delusional?" Qian Kun smiled.

It seems very slow, just like the ripples in the water, slow and powerless. Anyone who has really seen waves knows that when there is no wind, the waves may not be enough to destroy anything. Once strong winds appear, on the hard reefs, they will be eroded by huge waves over time.

The quicksand slash is in this style, soft but not without strength. The real killer move that seems powerless lies in the word quicksand, just like the quicksand in the desert, it seems to flow slowly, but as long as people fall into it, they will slowly drag you to the bottom of the quicksand and eventually swallow you completely.

After two more breaths, the ripples became bigger and bigger, and the entire arena was suddenly filled with ripples. The scene of a desert appeared on the ring, and the surroundings began to rotate. A vortex appeared, and Qian Kun stood in the center of the vortex. It was already very rare for Chen Xuan to use the ripples. Only now can you see the effect of the ripples.

At the moment when the vortex appeared, Qian Kun felt late and had not made a counterattack. He allowed Chen Xuan's ripples to flow around. At that time, there was no trace of power at all. When the vortex formed, Qian Kun suddenly felt weak and his lower body felt like he was being sucked in. What kind of martial arts is this? It also tolerated a trace of rule power, Qian Kun said in surprise;

Chen Xuan didn't understand the quicksand slaughter enough now, so he took two breaths to form. Once his strength improved, he might be able to arrange a quicksand formation in the blink of an eye.

Let me break it. Qian Kun's fists hit the quicksand around him, but every time he hit it, it was completely useless. It was like hitting a sponge, with no force at all. The quicksand speed was getting faster and faster. Qian Kun felt that the pressure was getting greater and greater, and his whole body was about to be trapped in. Chen Xuan kept watching the changes of the quicksand slash on the outside, looking for his shortcomings.
Chapter completed!