Chapter 1059

"It's very simple. Wang Chun hasn't done his best yet."

"I haven't done my best yet. How is it possible?"

"That's the fact. Wang Chun has cultivated many magical skills and inherited them from the ancient emperor Lei. This great Luo Tianlei sword seal is just one of them. The most powerful is the immortal thunder charm. This charm has great power and unpredictable power. Unfortunately, it's a pity that now he is clamped by the immeasurable light Buddha seal of Zhenye. I'm afraid he can't display this thunder charm."

"Don't kill thunder Rune?"

Lu Chen was also surprised to hear the people's comments. Unexpectedly, Wang Chun also had such terrible magical skills. It seems that the inheritance of the ancient emperor Lei is extremely powerful!

However, looking at the current situation, Wang Chun is in a bad situation.

Zhenye, as the head of the disciples of Buddhism, has great strength, which is recognized. Moreover, the immeasurable light Buddha seal is a high-level divine skill, and its power is unimaginable.

Wang Chun's confrontation with the sword seal of Da Luo Tianlei is also useless.

"Damn it!"

Wang Chun's face was gloomy and terrible, and he was unwilling, because Zhenye's Buddha power affected the divine power in his body, so he couldn't free his hand. Moreover, Zhenye didn't give him any chance.

"That's all!"

With a slight sigh, Wang Chun suddenly closed his palm holding the purple thunder sword and took a defensive posture, which directly led to the immeasurable light Buddha seal played by Zhenye.

"Bang!"

Wang Chun was directly hit and flew out, and his mouth spewed blood. The purple thunder sword crossed the surface of the battle platform, and the sword was shining everywhere. His back leaned against the handle of the sword, so he didn't fall down.

He can't fall because he loses as soon as he falls.

Looking up at Zhenye, Wang Chun looked fierce and said, "master Zhenye, Hello, very good!"

"Benefactor Wang Chun, I have no choice but to make such a bad decision. Please forgive me." Zhenye put his hands together.

"But I can't lose." Wang Chun gritted his teeth and said.

"That's good. I also want to see how powerful the immortal Lei Zhao possessed by the benefactor is." Zhenye nodded.

"Then open your eyes and see clearly." Wang Chun smiled. He was so angry with Zhenye that he complained that he was too careless.

He was unwilling to fail like this, so he decided to take out his biggest card and not destroy Lei Zhao!

"Hoo!"

Wang Chun's big hand was rolled, and a golden light swept rapidly. When the light converged, it turned out to be an ancient scroll, shaped like an imperial edict.

The ancient imperial edict was full of thunder patterns and thunder. The sound of thunder kept coming out, emitting a terrible smell.

"Is this the immortal Lei Zhao?"

"Yes, this is the imperial edict of immortal thunder. I've seen it once and I can't be wrong. This is the imperial edict made by the ancient emperor Lei with lifelong cultivation and has supreme power."

"This imperial edict is too strong. If you want to open it, you must need a strong force. Wang Chun is injured now. Can you still open it?"

The people looked at the immortal Lei Zhao and talked about it one after another. Feng Buhua and others inevitably cast their eyes on the Zhao, and Lu Chen was no exception.

"The imperial edict of the ancient emperor Lei is really extraordinary!"

Zhenye also showed a dignified color without slighting it.

"Don't destroy Lei Zhao, open!"

But Wang Chun didn't say much. He pinched his hands and played a thunder pattern and thunder amulet, which integrated into the immortal thunder imperial edict.

The immortal thunder imperial edict immediately sounded and burst into ancient, wild and destructive glory. Then I saw the imperial edict slowly open.

The void in the four directions immediately roared, full of the majesty of thunder. The immortal thunder imperial edict stood on it, just like the thunder god came and dominated all the thunder in heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The immeasurable light Buddha seal played by Zhenye is illuminated by the immortal thunder imperial edict and immediately rings. If it is shrouded in darkness by thousands of lightning strikes, the Buddha light is dim and the power is lost.

"Not good!"

Zhenye's face changed greatly. He hurriedly played out the Buddha power and blessed it on the immeasurable light Buddha seal to resist the power of Lei Zhao.

The people were also frightened. Lu Chen's face showed a frightened color. This immortal Lei Zhao only showed the tip of the iceberg. Its power was so great. If it were all opened, how powerful would it be?

He immediately looked at Wang Chun, who roared at this time: "don't destroy Lei Zhao, open it for me! Open it! Open it!"

The thunder roared and thundered, and the whole battle platform was shaking violently. If there were not a powerful array, the battle platform would have to collapse.

Even if Feng Buhua, Zhou Luxiong, Hongtian and others lose their color, they think that they have no determination to win in the face of Wang Chun's immortal Lei Zhao.

"Hum." Under such power, Zhenye uttered a painful hum, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, but he struggled to support and exhausted all his Buddhist power.

Seeing that he was about to lose his support, the tongue tied thing happened. At this time, Wang Chun suddenly gave a painful cry, spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew out like an electric shock.

The light of the unquenchable Lei Zhao, which was slowly opening, suddenly faded down, the ten thousand feet of thunder light dissipated, the unquenchable Lei Zhao closed again, and then returned to Wang Chun's body.

"Hoo!" Seeing this, Zhenye breathed a sigh of relief. His face could not help but show a happy look. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and folded his hands. "Benefactor Wang Chun, thank you."

"Zhenye, you won." Wang Chun was lying on the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth. His face was like white paper. He was already seriously injured. Facing Zhenye, he smiled bitterly and said, "I just didn't expect to lose to you like this."

Zhenye smiled and said nothing more.

"Zhenye won this battle!"

Du Xuan immediately announced the results of the competition. He was also relieved that the Buddha kingdom was the top three force in the divine world, but only Zhenye entered the fifth level.

If Zhenye is eliminated, it will be a huge blow to the Buddha kingdom.

On the contrary, Zhenye was qualified to enter the second round of competition, and the Buddhist kingdom maintained its reputation.

"How could this happen?"

"Wang Chun failed."

"The opening of the immortal thunder imperial edict requires too much divine power. Wang Chunben has been injured and consumed most of his divine power. Naturally, it is impossible to open the immortal thunder imperial edict."

"What good luck!"

"To say that he was lucky, it's better to say that he calculated like this from the beginning. Otherwise, in the state of Wang Chun's peak period, even if he only opened half of the imperial edict and didn't destroy Lei Zhao, he would lose."

"Yes! Wang Chun is so confident that he didn't take out the immortal Lei Zhao early in the morning."

Everyone sighed at this, but Feng Buhua, Zhou Luxiong and others were relieved. Wang Chunyi lost his qualification to enter the second round of competition.

Then, they don't have to face him and be tough and don't destroy Lei Zhao.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhenye has solved a big problem for them.

Cao Zhendao, Wang Zhou and others showed smiles on their faces.

"Alas!"

Song Xinghe, Li Taichu and other elders of the divine sword sect sighed and regretted it. After all, Wang chunzao took out the immortal Lei Zhao one step, and the victory is likely to belong to him.

"Elder, I'm sorry for the divine sword sect." Wang Chun said with guilt.

"That's all. We can't blame you now. Please heal yourself first." Song Xinghe waved and said.

"Yes." Wang Chun nodded in shame.

Song Xinghe sighed again.

As soon as Wang Chun loses, Lu Chen is the only one left in the divine sword sect. But with Lu Chen's strength, can he enter the next round?

Song Xinghe and Li Taichu are very skeptical about this.

"Elder, we also have Lu Chen. Elder Li and elder Wang value him so much. I believe he can surprise us." Qi Fengxia said.

He seemed to be comforting, but his eyes were full of sneers and despised Lu Chen.

"Qi Changlao, Lu Chen hasn't come to power yet, which doesn't necessarily mean No." Li bianchuan said.

"Good." Wang Shan also agrees.

"Then let's wait and see for Lu Chen." Song Xinghe didn't want to embarrass Li bianchuan, so he said so.

Qi Fengxia smiled with satisfaction.

"This old fellow, when Ben Shao steps into the realm of the emperor, you must look good."

Lu Chen looked at his old face, which was smiling like a chrysanthemum. He felt sick and wanted to slap him, but he thought he wasn't the old guy, so Lu Chen resisted.

"Please draw the disciples of No. 3 and No. 8 on the stage."

Just then, the voice of Du Xuan came from above.

"Is it me?"

Lu Chen picked up the jade card in his hand when he heard the speech, and saw that there was an eight character on it.

"Lu Chen, it's your turn?" Li bianchuan exclaimed.

"Yes." Lu Chen nodded.

"Ha ha, Lu Chen, since it's you, go up quickly. The elder and we are looking forward to your performance. I hope you won't let us down." Qi Fengxia laughed.

"Go." Song Xinghe waved and said.

"Yes!" Lu Chen glanced at the old guy under Qi Feng, then saluted song Xinghe and walked to the battle platform.

"Is it the land dust of Shenjian sect?"

"I didn't think it was him."

"Hehe, the last one was Wang Chun of the divine sword sect. I didn't expect that this one was still a disciple of the divine sword sect, but Wang Chun lost. I don't know whether Lu Chen can win?"

"Whoever his opponent is, I'm afraid it's hard for him to win."

As soon as they saw Lu Chen go to the battle platform, they talked about him, and almost all of them were not optimistic about him.

At this time, a man lost his voice and said, "it's Xing Le, and his opponent is Xing Le."

"Shua!"

Sure enough, Xing Le, dressed brightly and holding a flute, walked to the battle platform.

His appearance made countless people boil.

"When Xing Le comes on stage, Lu Chen will lose."

"Yes, Xing Le is the disciple of the outer gate of the Eastern Emperor's palace, second only to Feng Buhua. He has strong strength. He majored in the rare sound skill. He has great power. Lu Chen is afraid he can't get a penny of the advantage."

"Tut Tut, I thought that two disciples of the divine sword sect entered the fifth level this time and could get a good ranking. I didn't expect that Wang Chun was defeated first, and now Lu Chen is against Shangxing le. I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate?"

"Of course it's unfortunate!"

Many people looked at Lu Chen and showed an expression of schadenfreude. In particular, Tong Ying cursed Lu Chen in his heart and hoped that he would be defeated.

"Unexpectedly, it was Xing Le?" Song Xinghe said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid Lu Chen doesn't have any chance." Li Taichu said.

"Alas, it's Lu Chen's bad luck. No wonder he." Qi Fengxia pretended to be sorry, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Li bianchuan and Wang Shan were angry at the speech, but they still endured it, because they also felt that Lu Chen had little chance of winning Shangxing le.

"Brother Zhang, you've always been optimistic about Lu Chen. Don't you know this time?" Wang Chun inquired about Zhang Liedao in the rear.

"There is little hope! But I still hope he can work miracles." With a wry smile, Zhang lie immediately straightened his face.

"Hard!" Wang Chun has only one word, but Tao has done everything. He is not optimistic that Lu Chen can defeat Xing Le.

Xing Le was obviously confident. His eyes fell on Lu Chen. He looked relaxed and said in a flat tone: "Lu Chen, I didn't expect my opponent to be you. It seems that God gave me a chance!"

"Do it." Lu Chen said flatly.