Dou Po: The down-and-out sect, sign in with Dou Di Ancestor

Chapter 159 Sifang Pavilion Tournament ([-])

If such an airtight knife curtain accidentally touches a person, it will immediately tear a person into pieces, and the dark black light on the knife curtain will make people unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

Wang Chen's violent offensive finally made Mu Qingluan restrain the smile on his face, and gradually became more serious.

"Wind cut!"

Mu Qingluan took a step back slightly, turned around Yunjian, and the slender long sword also drew a graceful arc and smashed towards the black light that filled the sky.

There was a strong gust of wind in Mu Qingluan's sword, and one sword was faster than the other.

"Woooooo!"

From time to time, there was a strange howling sound. The louder the wind caused by the long sword, the greater the power of the fighting skills.

gradually.

The sword light and energy emitted by the sword gradually spread. Wang Chen only felt a burst of sword energy that was overwhelming. The strong wind on his skin brought an increasingly severe sense of fragmentation, so he could only fight and retreat.

As Wang Chen retreated more and more, and his movements gradually deformed, a flaw finally appeared in the impenetrable offensive.

Mu Qingluan, who was bright in the eyes, lunged forward, and the long sword got out of the gap, and stabbed Wang Chen who was holding two daggers.

"Clang! Clang!"

The tip of the sword touched the two daggers like lightning, and knocked the daggers out of Wang Chen's hand in an instant.

"Oops!"

Surprised, Wang Chen raised his fighting spirit and rushed towards the dagger in the air, but how could Mu Qingluan make him do what he wished, his figure like a flower butterfly dexterously raised his knee and stabbed straight.

"call out!"

Like a falling meteor, the long sword slammed towards Wang Chen's chest with a "swoosh".

In desperation, Wang Chen had no choice but to break his wrists and abandon the pair of weapons, and use his standing method to avoid the attack range of Mu Qingluan's long sword.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Wang Chen, your weapons are gone, how can you still fight me?"

Mu Qingluan lightly held the slender long sword, pointing the tip at the ground.

"My Huangquan Pavilion doesn't just attack with daggers."

Wang Chen, who fell into the distance, smiled sadly.

"Corpse Eater!"

Wang Chen loosened his right fist, and it instantly turned into a palm, with countless black lights lingering on it.

In the blink of an eye, the palm of the hand rapidly changed into a shockingly dark color.

"Just ask you to taste my corpse eater!"

Covered in black mist, Wang Chen raised his dark right palm, and slapped Mu Qingluan with a pungent and strong corrosive wind.

"I don't like it, you'd better keep it for yourself."

Mu Qingluan waved her forearms and shouted:

"Wind Dance!"

"Buzz!"

The space energy in front of Mu Qingluan burst out, dozens of huge dark cyan wind blades condensed out rapidly, and then entangled with each other, a dark cyan tornado composed of countless wind blades formally formed.

"go with!"

As Mu Qingluan sent his long sword forward, the dark blue tornado seemed to activate an invisible switch, and the rapidly spinning eye of the tornado came towards Wang Chen with a violent momentum that could tear everything apart!

"Corpse Eater!"

Covered by the gust of wind, Wang Chen raised his palm and slapped the dark blue tornado, and the dark fighting spirit as black as ink quickly burst out from his body.

The tornado, whose action was suddenly blocked, lagged slightly, and immediately erupted with a stronger twisting force.

"boom!"

Pieces of broken wind blades scattered to every corner of the square, even some silver giant trees on the edge of the square also suffered under this attack, and the silver giant trees cut into countless pieces by the wind blades collapsed one after another.

"damn it!"

"Unfortunate!"

Several figures shook their dou qi wings and quickly separated from these silver giant trees, and quickly retreated violently.

"Bang!" A figure flew out of the eye of the wind in a slightly embarrassed manner. After stumbling, Wang Chen managed to stand still on the ground.

"Mu Qingluan, you are fine, you are fine!"

Wang Chen, whose clothes were torn apart by the wind blade, suddenly laughed back in anger.

"Of course I'm fine, but you seem to be in a bad state. You can see that your blood vessels are about to burst."

Mu Qingluan tapped Wang Chen's face with his long sword and said.

"It's all about tongue, I'll let you know how cruel it is!"

The ashen-faced Wang Chen said angrily.

Mu Qingluan looks cute and cute, but Wang Chen has never won a fight with her, and he is very sinister.

"Yellow Spring Blood Battle!"

A stern roar like a beast suddenly squeezed out from Wang Chen's throat.

"boom!"

An abnormally violent aura burst out from Wang Chen's body suddenly, and Wang Chen's aura also rapidly strengthened under the effect of this secret method, and he crossed the realm of five-star fighting emperor in an instant.

Countless black energy beams spread out from Wang Chen's body, and fell behind Wang Chen in a long way, and the monstrous evil spirit rushed straight into the sky!
"Oh, the Underworld Blood Show?"

"Does it seem like one move will determine the outcome?"

"This is your secret method to keep everything under control. I didn't expect you to be willing to do it."

Venerable Sword on the high platform looked at Venerable Huang Quan and said.

"What is there to be reluctant about my own disciples?"

Venerable Huang Quan shook his head and said.

"Well, the world says that you, Venerable Huang Quan, have a surly personality, but I think your attitude towards Wang Chen shows that there is something wrong with that."

Venerable Sword just wanted to brag about Venerable Huang Quan's business.

"But I've already given him everything at the bottom of the box. If he still can't win, I'll break his legs!"

A grim smile suddenly sounded.

"Yes, cough, cough, continue to watch, continue to watch."

Venerable Sword coughed violently.

"Master Jian, you don't understand. Everything in this world needs to be fought for. As long as you keep fighting, you can make rapid progress in your cultivation."

Venerable Huang Quan said indifferently.

Their Huangquan Pavilion has always been so cruel in cultivating disciples, and the survival of the fittest has been like this for thousands of years. This is also the root of his reputation in Huangquan Pavilion for thousands of years.

cough cough.

Of course, these are not the main reasons why Venerable Huang Quan cannot defeat Venerable Feng.

Compared to Venerable Huang Quan's apprehension, Venerable Feng seemed unusually relaxed.

"Teacher, are you not worried about Junior Sister at all?"

Ye Changge said curiously.

"There's nothing to worry about. Everything follows fate and fate. No.1 can't be eaten as food. If you lose, you lose."

Venerable Feng smiled kindly.

"Well, it makes sense, No.1 is indeed nothing interesting."

Ye Changge nodded with deep understanding.

Venerable Huang Quan on the side:
"I"

On the field, Wang Chen, who had finished casting the spell, suddenly shot his bloodthirsty eyes at Mu Qingluan, and said in a cold voice:
"Mu Qingluan, it's not too late for you to surrender now."

"Junior brother Wang Chen, senior sister advises you to get rid of this bad habit of bragging, otherwise you will be beaten to death if you accidentally go out in the future."

"People outside are not as easy to talk to as Senior Sister. After all, Senior Sister will only beat you half to death at most."

Mu Qingluan put away the long sword and said casually.

(End of this chapter)