The murderous sword dance in front of him, because they were all elite disciples, was more than twice as powerful as the one Long Fei faced on the Jade Bridge at the beginning, and it was even more difficult.

Under the guidance of the sound of the sound of killing, this set of Moon Palace's ancient inheritance of the Bright Moon Sword Dance, after tens of thousands of years of improvement and evolution, is really worthy of its name.

Ten Grandmaster Martial Saints combined with one Fang Qingxuan's flute voice, not only simply blended the strength of these people together, but increased exponentially.

As long as he falls in, any Holy Son Tianjiao will have to go through a hard battle.

For many days, Tianjiao refused to go down in advance, all because he was not very sure, and it would take a lot of effort to break this murderous sword dance in a very short period of time, even if he won.

Unexpectedly, this limelight was stolen by Xiao Chen, and it was inevitable that they would not scold the arrogant in their hearts again.

Many people were sneering, and they all wanted to see how the arrogant Xiao Chen fell into this murderous sword dance and lost the opportunity to win the Longmen Mountain card in order to be in the limelight.

Will Xiao Chen be caught in the murderous sword dance, and waste a lot of time exposing his hole cards?

Obviously not, since you can't find a flaw, then force a flaw.

When the whirling murderous sword dance was about to completely envelop Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen smiled slightly, and when he opened his mouth, a loud roar came out of his mouth.

The mana burned in the sea of knowledge, and the dragon sound technique was fully exerted, and the dragon chant that erupted instantly shattered the sky, which was ten thousand times more terrifying than the Nine Heavens Thunder.

A beam of light passed through the broken clouds and fell on Xiao Chen's body, shining the golden light of the white-clothed Green Dragon King, dazzling people's eyes.

Immediately after, the clouds were like autumn winds sweeping away leaves, and they continued to shatter, and the light spread from Xiao Chen's body to the entire heaven and earth.

In an instant, it seemed that because of Xiao Chen, the entire heaven and earth were several times brighter, making everyone feel the dazzling sunlight.

Just because of him Qinglong King, a long roar broke through the sky, and the sound moved in all directions, shattering the thousands of miles of clouds!

The Bright Moon Sword Dance does not have any shortcomings, but as long as it is grasped well, it can simply create a flaw.

That flaw was naturally in Fang Qingxuan's flute sound full of killing sounds.

The Dragon Yin Jue is mainly used to deal with the spiritual martial arts of the Protoss, but the martial arts are dead, and the people are alive.

As long as it can disrupt the rhythm of the other party, any martial art can be used and used, and this is the reason for learning and using it.

At the moment when the clouds shattered and the sun shone directly on the ground, Xiao Chen moved, he rushed over in a straight line, and the white-clothed disciple who was blocking in front was immediately knocked out like a sandbag and flew everywhere.

The rhythm of the Bright Moon Sword Dance had been destroyed, and these Moon Palace disciples were just ordinary Grandmaster-level Martial Saints in front of Xiao Chen, and naturally they couldn't stop Xiao Chen for a single round.

In an instant, Xiao Chen rushed to Fang Qingxuan's face, because he was a, Fang Qingxuan was taken care of by Xiao Chen's dragon sound trick.

At this moment, Fang Qingxuan's face was pale, there was still a trace of blood stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and as soon as he held the long sword in his hand, he was slapped on his wrist by Xiao Chen, and the long sword fell to the ground in response.

The action did not stop, Xiao Chen stepped forward, and slashed with a palm, and when he was about to fall, his heart moved, and he kept his hand in time.

The palm of his hand fell on Fang Qingxuan's right shoulder, and a force came out, only knocking her body out without hurting her in the slightest.

With a dragon roar, one round, the famous Bright Moon Sword Dance was easily broken by Xiao Chen.

Many people originally expected that Xiao Chen would be entangled did not happen, but the Bright Moon Sword Dance was quickly disintegrated by Xiao Chen with a thunderous momentum.

The wind and clouds are swept away, without dragging mud and water, and it is clean and neat.

Xiao Chen's white-clothed trick, standing on top of the most high-profile ring, if it weren't for the clouds in the sky that were still slowly converging, I'm afraid many people would be suspicious.

Everything I saw was nothing but an illusion.

"Take!"

Xiao Chen turned around and said to the white-clothed disciple who was still on the stage.

The disciple of the Moon Palace, bent down gracefully, returned the salute, and then floated away, like a fairy dancing in the air, always so pleasing to the eye.

In the jade towers in the air, the major saints looked quite shocked, they never expected that Xiao Chen would break the Bright Moon Sword Dance so easily.

One by one, they were silent, as if they couldn't accept this reality.

In the jade tower where Zhou Tianxing Palace was located, Chu Yang had a calm face, stood up, and was about to rush down, Fu Hongyao and a group of elders hurriedly stopped him.

"Holy Son, don't worry, it's just the beginning, he won't be majestic for long. An old man with a goatee in Zhou Tianxing Palace persuaded him.

Fu Hongyao said softly: "Senior brother, there is indeed no need to worry, there are no more than a few masters in the hundred small rings below, and many of the old Tianjiao of the last Heroes Festival are inside, and those people are all in their forties, and their cultivation is not low." ”

"I will definitely be able to force him to go out with the knife, and when the time comes, his depth will naturally be known at a glance. ”

Chu Yang's expression changed, and he slowly sat down and said, "I'll let him be stunned for a while, and when he jumps high, he will step on it hard." ”

The Five Poisons Sect was located in the Jade Tower, and the Holy Son of the Five Poisons Sect had a cloudy expression, and quickly made a decision to take a look at it for a while.

In the group of Ten Thousand Demon Island, Yan Shisan was a little stunned and said: "I forgot a little, he knows how to make a dragon sound, wait a little longer, and only after he makes a knife can he really find out his strength." ”

Rub!

In the ring, as soon as the woman in white left, a person couldn't wait to fly forward, holding a heavy long stick, and came to the opposite side of Xiao Chen.

"It's Wang Meng!"

"In the last Four Seas Heroes Meeting, he ranked fourth, and now twenty years have passed, and his cultivation has already reached the realm of quasi-emperors, and he will definitely be able to fight with Xiao Chen!"

As soon as this person appeared, it immediately caused a commotion and was recognized by many people.

Xiao Chen stared at it, this person's cultivation is indeed profound, not much worse than some holy sons, the only regret is that he is older, and his potential has been almost tapped.

If there is no chance, it is difficult to become an emperor in this life.

The long stick in Wang Meng's hand poked heavily in the ring, and countless cracks immediately cracked on the ground, and in the midst of the surging wind, the opponent's momentum continued to condense.

Holding the long stick in one hand, he spun it in a circle violently, the wind howled even more violently, and a simple action completely sent his momentum to the peak.

Even the air became solidified under the pressure of his momentum, pressing towards Xiao Chen like a mountain and a river.

"Wang Meng, I have heard the name of the Green Dragon King for a long time, and I have come to fight with Your Excellency today, how much I have offended!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Meng shouted angrily, rose into the air, and pressed towards Xiao Chen with a stick.

His body was like a mountain, and the moment he got up, the force of his feet making the ring unbearable, and he shook violently with a bang.

With a stick pressed away, the vision suddenly appeared, and three huge mountains and rivers gathered in the sky, and the grandeur of the mountains and rivers made people jaw-dropping.

There were faint cracks in the air, and you can imagine how powerful this stick was.

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Chen had to take out his sword to face this powerful arcane martial art.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen also took out a long stick.

The long stick swirled like the wind in his hand, the wind howled, and the momentum of the mountains and seas poured out, and the sky darkened in an instant, and the thunderclouds were dense, as if the end of the world.

One lightning bolt after another pierced the sky, and when the long stick in Wang Meng's hand was about to be pressed down, the long stick in Xiao Chen's hand stopped abruptly and was no longer rotating.

The wind carried tens of thousands of lightning bolts, and behind Xiao Chen, it seemed to pull thousands of ancient beasts, running through the air, forming a vast and shocking picture.

Xiao Chen's footsteps did not move, the long stick in his hand, and gently sent it forward towards Wang Meng, and the power of wind and thunder suddenly exploded at this moment.

He is like a king in command of all armies, dressed in white, standing in the blood-stained battlefield, with an outstanding demeanor that no one can match.

The three mountains that were pressed down fell apart under Xiao Chen's stab with a stick, and they collapsed and shattered in an instant.

Wang Meng, who came fiercely and with unparalleled momentum, spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and staggered to the ground.

Sou!

Xiao Chen held a stick like a gun, jumped out of thin air, and forced Wang Meng over the moment he landed.

Wang Meng retreated again and again, the tip of the stick was always only an inch away from his throat, and the terrifying momentum oppressed him backwards in a panic.

kept retreating, retreating to the edge of the ring, and almost fell, Xiao Chen's footsteps sank, and the long stick was quickly retracted.

Wang Meng's heart was pounding, and he secretly said that it was so dangerous, if he really fell, his face would be lost.

"Take!"

Xiao Chen bowed his hand, his face was neither arrogant nor hypocritical in defeating his opponent, calm as autumn water, polite and courteous.

Wang Meng felt a hot burning sensation on his face, didn't say a word, turned around and left, he really had nothing to say.

Before coming to the stage, his idea was very simple, that is, he wanted to step on this outdated Qinglong King and win a good name at the Heroes Festival.

If he really did it, after thinking about it, when his life course was talked about, he would definitely make one more stroke and give the last blow to the Qinglong King.

But the ending was a bit cruel, he couldn't even catch Xiao Chen's move, if Xiao Chen hadn't stopped in time, he would have lost even more ugly.

Such an ending is not only unacceptable to Wang Meng, but also unacceptable to many martial artists in the Tianxinghai on the scene.

Tianxinghai's veteran Tianjiao, how could he not catch a single move in the hands of this outsider, and he was still defeated by his best stick method.

The scene was silent, hundreds of thousands of people did not speak, as if they were dumb, they were all planning to look at the arrogant Xiao Chen, how was he stepped on.

Reality is a merciless slap in the face, how can you accept it, how can you accept it!

In the lively and extraordinary heroic event, it seems that such a scene has never happened in 10,000 years, and hundreds of thousands of people are silent and quiet.

After half a ring, three more veteran Tianjiao all came on the field, but they were all defeated in Xiao Chen's hands, and they were all defeated in one move.

What kind of blade the opponent uses, Xiao Chen will use whatever blade, under the simulation of the word change, Xiao Chen is no worse than the opponent in every kind of blade.

The festival of heroes proceeded slowly in silence, without noise, without shouting, without anyone to speak, without anything to say.