Chapter 458

The duel between Chu Yan and Yang Chen immediately caused a sensation. This year, there were two top swordsmen in the exchange of swordsmanship. One was the descendant of the sword king, and the other swept the vein of juesheng sword school today.

Everyone is looking forward to today's war, who will win.

Zhang Jiayu in the audience, showing a confident smile: "this battle, Yang Chen will win, I'm afraid it won't take ten moves to kill."

"It seems that you are very confident in Yang Chen." He said with a smile.

"Of course, Yang Chen used to be the top swordsman, but now he has been passed on by the swordsman. He is very powerful. Even though he is good at it, he wants to win over Yang Chen Zhang Jiayu said firmly.

All the people looked at the sword platform one after another, and the elders of Yujian villa in the distance all sneered: "I'm insulting myself."

Yang Chenyue went to the battlefield, still showing his elegant demeanor. He didn't even put out his sword. Looking at Chu Yan, he said with a smile: "you put out your sword first, or if I sacrifice my soul, I'm afraid you don't even have the chance to do it."

"You really look up to yourself." Chu Yan calms down, and then he doesn't talk nonsense. He takes a step, seven kill swordsmanship, sweeps the void, turns into seven suspended sharp swords, and cuts at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen stood in the same place, his whole body raised a terrible sword storm, like a beast, and rushed to the Chu rock.

"My sword is the top sword. It can cut off time and space. How can you fight against it?" Yang Chen's sword waves are stacked layer upon layer, and his blood turns into countless forces, as if he had cut off the battle platform. Countless sword ideas turn into Jackie Chan and hover.

"Sword and dragon chant!" Yang Chen's arm swung, sword light, such as dragon general engulfed to Chuyan.

All the people's eyes were shocked by Yang Chen's horror.

"So strong!"

"This move is the top move of Yujian villa. Yujian villa has the name of Yujian, that is, it is above the sword. If they can sign a contract with the sword and control it, they will be regarded as the king of the sword." There is also humanity, only to see Chu Yan's seven swords are shaking.

"Can your sword move now?" Yang Chen is proud of the way, he turned into a huge virtual shadow, as if a word, can command the world's sword.

"Now your sword is under my control, not under your control. How can you fight with me without it?"

"Do you really think you can control my sword?" Chu Yan Ao ran way, immediately he Dong of step out a step, hum hum! Heaven and earth trembled wildly. The swords sang wildly, and then roared like tigers, cutting off all the confinement.

Yang Chen's face was stiff. As soon as he finished, he sealed all the swords of Chu Yan. Now Chu Yan broke free, but there were some slaps in the face.

"My sword can cut the sky. With your power, it's also worthy of imperial control?" However, the world of Chu is like a sword in the world.

After he became emperor, Chu Yan was trying to integrate blood and soul. Now his blood has broken through the third realm, and he has more control over this power.

Now, he has created a world of swords in which he is king.

"Magic?" Yang Chen was shocked. He looked solemn: "but the false world is not enough for fear."

"Magic? Ignorance Chu Yan shouts. The mirror old man once said that in the mirror, you can kill people. Who dares to say that the mirror is magic?

"Chop Chu rock split out, making heaven and earth tremble, just a moment, sovereignty change, Chu rock occupied the absolute initiative, thousands of sword meaning, like a flood of beasts, endless killing to Yang Chen.

Everyone was shocked. Zhang Jiayu frowned even more in the audience. Obviously, no one expected that Chu Yan was so strong.

At this time, Chu Yan was stronger than Xia fan and Luo Tian, and his sword was stronger. His world was on the sword platform.

"Bang!" Just then, Yang Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes became cold, and he turned into a ruthless attack. Then he broke the sword in his hand. At the moment when the sword was broken, the sword city was wailing, as if all the swords were in fear, and they all surrendered.

"Just a sword blade, dare to offend me?" Yang Chen roared, and then he made a scabbard and sealed countless swords. The world of Chu Yan's sword suddenly sank, as if it had sunk into the abyss.

Zhang Jiayu showed a smile: "it's just the light of rice grains. How to compete with Haoyue? Chu Yan was defeated in this battle."

In the audience, many fans sighed: "is this the full strength of Yang Chen?"

"The world of the sword can be destroyed."

Yang Chen becomes more proud, and his eyes are full of banter. Even if he is shocked by Chuyan's power, he still doesn't believe that Chuyan can win.

The ending, will not change, sword King descendant, henceforth, then really is he, he wants to take all of Chu Yan.

"I have to admit, you are still very powerful, but your sword, after all, is too weak to surpass me. Next, it's over." Yang Chen decided to walk towards Chuyan step by step.

"Do you know where you are?" Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he asked, which made everyone be stunned. Where is it?

Nature is Qingfeng city. On the sword platform, is Chuyan stupid?"You are in my world." Chuyan's lips moved, and then he showed a touch of irony. The whole sword platform changed, and Chuyan seemed to disappear. He integrated into this world.

"And here, I'm king." Chu Yan spits out a sound. Suddenly, the flood and wasteland show. A huge sword with a height of 1000 Zhang falls from the sky. The sword is not controlled by the sky, and it cuts to Yang Chen mercilessly.

"Defeat Chu Yan raised his hand and shot out the sword. The huge sword platform suddenly disintegrated, inch by inch. Yang Chen's face was pale, and his skin was cut, and he was very embarrassed.

At last, Yang Chen puffed out a mouthful of blood and was killed by Sheng Sheng from the sword platform.

At this moment, it was quiet outside the sword platform.

Everyone looks very wonderful. The descendant of Jianjun is defeated, and the defeat is very embarrassing. He is blasted out of the sword platform by Chu Yansheng.

"The descendant of Jianjun?" Chu Yan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. He also understood that he could defeat Yang Chen on the sword platform, but if he wanted to kill, Yujian villa and Fengqing Jianjun could not stand by.

After all, in their eyes, Yang Chen is the real descendant of Jianjun. Even if he is defeated, he will never watch Yang Chen fall.

"You boast that you are the descendant of Jianjun, and you have incomparable talent, but today you are defeated. Then I ask you, if you are the descendant of Jianjun, what am I?" Chu Yan said sarcastically that he didn't have the slightest pity in his eyes. In a word, he made countless people fall into meditation.

Yes, Yang Chen is a descendant of Jianjun. He is the top swordsman. However, today, he is defeated by Chu Yan.

This battle is full of drama. Everyone thinks that Chu Yan will be defeated without any suspense. Yang Chen is the descendant of Jianjun, the second Fengqing Jianjun.

"I'm just a famous swordsman. I'm two levels weaker than you, and I still defeated you. In the past, you fought with LV Meng. It was really thoughtful." Chu Yan also said.

"Like you, you deserve to hold the sword?" Chu Yan is full of shame, without the slightest face, but Yang Chen is iron green face, speechless, just because, he lost.

"Enough!" However, at this time, an elder of the imperial sword villa could not bear it. He yelled: "the victory is divided. Even if you win, why shame you?"

Chu Yan looked up at the elder of the Royal sword villa and said, "if one day I have your family taken away, will you give up easily?"

The elder grunted coldly: "Yang Chen has said that this matter has nothing to do with him. It's all your own guess. If you are so arrogant, don't blame my heartless imperial sword villa."

Chu Yan shook his head and turned to leave. He also knows that today he has no chance to kill Yang Chen.

However, today's World War I has made everyone understand that even if the sword King inherits, he will be defeated.

Is Yang Chen really the number one in this year's exchange meeting?

Zhang Jiayu looks strange. She looks at Yang Chen and Chu Yan. She doesn't know what she's feeling. She had always believed that Yang Chen was the son of heaven, the descendant of Jianjun, and could not be defeated, but he was really defeated.

"Yang Chen, it's not a shame to lose the war once. Tomorrow's Tianbei will accept the apprentices. You should come on." The wind is clear and the sword King speaks lightly.

"Don't worry, master. Yang Chen is not a person who belittles himself. Tomorrow, he will work hard to win glory for Qingfeng city." Yang Chen got up, took a deep breath, and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. However, his eyes to Chu Yan were more murderous.

Chu Yan's words may not be understood by others, but he does. He Yang Chen is not the descendant of Jian Jun, he Chu Yan is.

"Yang Chen has a good mind. He will not be discouraged if he fails, and his future achievements will not be too low."

"Of course, unlike someone, he is arrogant after victory, as if he is unique in the world. It's ridiculous, but how can the sword King mistake the person? Now we are defeated, but there is still a long way to go. In the near future, someone will only be thrown further by Yang Chen. " Then he shook his head and left.

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the exchange of swordsmanship has come to an end, but the storm has not gone away.

Only because there are seven of the sixteen veins of Tianbei to accept disciples and come to Qingfeng city.

The seven veins are jianwuya, wangxianlou, three dynasties and duzong.

It's a big sensation. Some of Lincheng's arrogants are here.

The next day, seven flags were set up on the sword platform. All the disciples gathered here early in the morning. One of them could not help but excitedly said, "Sixteen veins, seven veins come here. The flag of the sword represents the boundlessness of the sword."

"Scorpion is a poison sect."

"The three great dynasties have also come. They are all super strong."

"The flag wrapped by beautiful women belongs to wangxianlou. It is said that wangxianlou only accepts women. Zixia Jianjun's disciples can fight for it."

Chu Yan in the restaurant this day, together with Wangfeng: "Wangfeng, how is the injury?"

"Much better." Wang Feng said with a smile and his eyes brightened: "elder martial brother, yesterday's battle was too enjoyable. The sword king is a descendant. However, I have already said that my elder martial brother can hold the invincible sword of the emperor."

Chu Yan nodded with a smile. Today, seven veins of Tianbei came. Everyone had to go to the sword platform for pilgrimage, even he was no exception.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!