Chapter 1856

After giving Tianqiu to the end, there was no sound on the scene for more than ten minutes.

Until Chen huru drew the sword and took it back, he turned his head and looked at Yun Qingye: "elder Yun, I think we should be able to announce the result?"

Even green leaf heard the sound, then came back to God, dry cry: "the end of the game, the winner... Lingxi sword sect disciple, Chen Nuru!"

The voice is not big, and especially dry and dumb.

Everyone who heard this sentence was shocked.

Especially the temple of the Supreme God.

After about three breaths.

"Asshole!"

A disciple of the Supreme God Temple stood up in a roar, pointed to Chen Hu and roared: "you guy! Good life and evil! It's enough to kill my elder martial brother. You still use time technique to disturb the track of time! No room left! You are cruel

It turns out that Chen huru's last finger... Is the one that destroys the time trajectory of Tianqiu!

"Yes! Lingxi sword school! Is that your attitude? "

"Do you want to be immortal with us in the temple of supreme God?"

"Asshole! Asshole

"Never forgive!"

People screamed wildly, one by one, as if they were crazy. They got up and criticized the Lingxi sword sect one after another. Some people wanted to rush down and fight with the Lingxi sword sect immediately.

White night is also frowning.

This Chen HuGu, after killing Tianqiu, specially used magic weapons, which disturbed Chen's time trajectory.

In this way, the use of time is unable to revive Chen Nuru!

Cut the roots?

Good life and evil!

But it's understandable!

Give the existence of such enmity, once deal with the natural after the quick! How can we make it on the stage again? If you don't do this, once you're carried down, I'm afraid it won't take much rest for him to be vigorous.

Although it is very expensive to use time technique to resurrect disciples, many elders are willing to make such a sacrifice for seed players like Tianqiu.

But...

Chen huru cut off everything.

How can the disciples of Shentian Temple accept it? One by one, they all broke out and were furious.

The Lord of the god heaven hall did not keep silent. He looked at the Lingxi sword sect and said, "Lord Lingxi, compete with each other until the point is up. Why do you want to poison your hands next time?"

Hearing the sound, Lingxi sword man laughed: "Lord, please forgive me. It's just that our disciples are cautious. He is not sure that the sword can defeat your disciples. He is afraid that your disciples will use time magic to restore their own state to the front of the sword, so he uses the magic weapon given by me to destroy the time track... But I don't want your disciples to be killed... This is me I will criticize that villain. Please forgive me

Many elders of the temple of God hummed coldly.

What is cautious?

What's not careful?

It's just intentional.

However, although everyone can see through it, there is nothing to do.

What can be done if others don't recognize it?

The Lord of the temple of God said nothing.

And around the seat of the disciples of the outer sect also sounded a voice.

"Tut tut Tut, what is the ability of giving Tianqiu? I didn't expect to die like this. It's really disappointing."

"I used to say that it was boring to fight with us. Now? Is it interesting? "

"The funny thing is that the guys in the broken Gang hall are still very arrogant and provocative to us."

"Do you know how good it is?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

he laughs constantly. Although it seems like an unintentional conversation between disciples, in the eyes of the disciples of Pogang hall, this is intentional.

"Asshole!"

A group of people shivered all over the body, eyes all dead staring at those foreign disciples.

But there is nothing they can do about it.

The disciples of Bingxin hall ran to the challenge arena in a hurry and carried down Tianqiu.

Wang yuanyan walked past in tears, holding the corpse of Tianqiu alone.

Zetianqiu is his chief disciple, and also his favorite disciple. When he was very young, he joined the temple of supreme God. He was an orphan and was specially recruited by Wang yuanyan. In Wang yuanyan's mind, he was almost like his son. That's why when Bai Ye and CI Tianqiu fought against each other, Wang yuanyan did not hesitate to break the selection rules, but also to stop Bai Ye reason.

Now, seeing that Tianqiu was killed in front of the public, how could Wang yuanyan not be grieved?

"Elder!"

The disciples of the broken Gang hall looked at Wang yuanyan one after another, their eyes turned red and they wiped their tears.

Several elders also went to comfort Wang yuanyan.

Wang yuanyan did not speak, but ordered people to bury the corpse of Tianqiu, and then returned to his seat without saying a word.When the disciples of Pogang hall saw that their elders looked like this, they all clenched their fists and were extremely angry.

At this time, Chen huru on the challenge arena spoke again.

"Well, who will be on the stage next Chen Nuru, with a ferocious smile on her face, began to shout: "don't send any more strange people up here. If I can't do something right, I will feel very bored!"

When the voice came, all the disciples of the temple of God were furious, and their faces were flushed with anger.

"Master of the temple!"

Zhang Shenwu, the four elders of Shenwu hall, realized something. He clasped his fist at the Lord of Shenwu hall and stopped talking.

"I know what you're going to say."

The Lord of the temple of God opened his mouth and interrupted him.

Zhang Shenwu opened his mouth without saying anything.

The Lord of the temple of God said: "the man's sword should not have cut off the body of Tianqiu... It seems that these people are prepared for the battle of the clan."

"Lord, what should we do?" Zhang Shenwu asked urgently.

However, the God Temple Lord is quietly watching the game, but there is no sound!

Zhang Shenwu opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything at last.

Some of the disciples of the broken Gang hall couldn't sit still. Some of them suddenly got up and seemed to want to step on the stage, but Wang yuanyan stopped them.

"You are not his opponent. If you go up, you will just die in vain. Sit down. There will be arrangements for you." Wang yuanyan said hoarsely.

"Elder!"

"All of them are incompetent

A group of disciples said sadly.

Wang yuanyan shook his head and did not speak.

People in other departments are not happy to see people in Pogang hall like this.

Now.

"Ximing!"

Eight elder Wen Xiaoxuan drank.

"The disciple is here!"

Zhong Ximing, the chief disciple of lingxuantang, stood up.

"Go to meet the man!"

Wen Xiaoxuan was furious and said coldly, "remember, don't disgrace our God Temple!"

"Yes."

Zhong Ximing exclaimed, spinning and jumping to the stage.

The scene was full of voices.

"Brother, come on

"We must defeat him and avenge the elder martial brother."

"Come on

The disciples of lingxuan hall yelled one after another.

There was also a lot of commotion among the disciples around.

Obviously, they know Zhong Ximing!

As the disciples of the temple of God stepped on the stage again, the scene gradually became quiet.

Zhong Ximing stepped on the stage and pulled out his sword. His body was tilted to the ground. His eyes were as cold as frost. He looked at Chen Hu in front of him and said, "please give me some advice."

"Ah? Do you use a sword

Chen huru squinted and laughed: "well, let me see how your sword skills are!"

"Come on

Zhong Ximing drinks, twists and inspires his soul, accumulates his sword spirit, and stares at Chen huru's marching forward.

Chen huru squints and looks quietly. Instead of being nervous, he looks relaxed. It seems that everything is under his control!

The whole audience held their breath.

The people here in lingxuantang are sneering.

"Let you be wild now, but I'll see if you can keep it like this later!" The disciples were thinking.

For Zhong Ximing, people are very confident.

The white night also goes with it.

Zhong Ximing didn't fight much, but his master, Wen Xiaoxuan, the elder of lingxuan hall, had a few moves against him at night.

Wen Xiaoxuan also knows the sword and is good at using it. Like other people's swords, he pays attention to attack and kill. However, his sword has one characteristic, that is, emptiness!

Deficiency and excess, excess and deficiency.

In several moves with Wen Xiaoxuan, the white night can see its huge flaw every time. However, every time he kills him, the so-called flaw will become a fatal trap and suddenly counterattack, which makes Bai Ye a little unprepared.

If it wasn't for the night when he was also proficient in kendo, coupled with Hongbing's sharpness, he would have suffered a great loss in Wen Xiaoxuan's hands before.

I don't know if this western inscription inherited Wen Xiaoxuan's mantle!

Watch carefully in the white night.

At this time, Zhong Ximing was close to Chen huru.

The swords of both sides are intertwined, and the power of splashing out shakes the void around.

Zhong Ximing's momentum is very strong. His eyes are awe inspiring, and his sword has been shot. The fierce and terrifying sword shadow turns into a huge mouth and swallows Chen huru.

The shadow of the sword covers the sky and is extremely fierce.

People outside the stadium are breathing tight.

How can Chen Hu resist such a terrible move?

Chen Hu, however, was not in a hurry. He directly raised his sword and chopped at the mouth of the sword shadow.

His movement is particularly calm, without waves and waves.There's no power on it!

It's a strange scene.

Is this a false shot?

Many people can't help but come up with this idea.

However, when Chen huru's sword was killed in the past...

chi!

The shadow of the sword that was covered suddenly disappeared without trace!

"What?"

The world was shocked.

Chen Hulu squinted and looked sideways. Only then did he find that Zhong Ximing's sword was a real one!

And his real sword! It was close to Chen huru's waist...

Chen Nuru immediately put up a sword to resist.

But it's too late!

Bang!

A strange noise came out.

Chen huru's body flew out like a ball in an instant and hit the right border directly.

And his waist has been cut into a large piece, and the blood overflows like a breakwater...

"Wow

There was an uproar.

"Good!"

God Temple this side is burst out a burst of jubilant cry.

The white night was a little dim.

Zhong Ximing is sure to get the true biography of Wen Xiaoxuan!

This sword... Is even more exquisite than Wen Xiaoxuan's!

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