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Chapter 1951 What a loud tone

Chapter 1775 The death date has come!

"The root of the tongue cannot kill people."

Xiao Chen smiled indifferently, but his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Xuanyuan Long is undoubtedly Xiao Chen’s most powerful opponent since his debut. Moreover, Xiao Chen has only seen various records about the Saint Realm of the Martial Emperor from the Nine Techniques of Xuantian.

I have never fought with a master from the Martial Emperor Realm so far.

Therefore, from the beginning, Xiao Chen did not intend to use Taoist magic to win, but also used the moves in martial arts to compete with Xuanyuan Long.

Only in this way can Xiao Chen gain more through this battle.

Although many Taoist monks can integrate mysterious techniques and martial arts, there are only a handful of people who have truly reached a certain level.

As the realm improves, Xiao Chen also feels more and more that perhaps martial arts itself is a major branch of the Taoist sect.

It was just that it gradually declined during the process of circulation.

After the Golden Elixir Stage, Taoist monks' understanding of martial arts became more and more important, just like the previous showdown between Xiao Chen and Tan Qingfeng.

If Xiao Chen had not had extremely high attainments in martial arts, he might not have been able to defeat Tan Qingfeng, who was one of his small realms at that time.

"Swish!"

Xuanyuan Long stretched his ape's arms, grabbed it from the air, and flew out of the cave in Wanshou Mountain.

The dazzling sword light cut through the sky like a meteor in the dark night.

"Junior, die."

Xuanyuan Long shouted violently, and the long sword slashed out countless gorgeous rays of light in the air.

Xiao Chen slowly raised his right arm, and the vast real energy, like Wang Yang, gathered towards the sword body of the bronze ancient sword.

"cut!"

With Xiao Chen's loud shout, the infinite sword intent instantly bloomed.

Layer by layer, terrifying sword shadows, like waves, stacked layer by layer, continuous.

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless sword shadows were smuggled in one place in the void, and countless sword shadows collided in the void, and then shattered into countless star-like light spots, and they all fell one after another.

Everyone watching the game below looked up at the night sky above their heads and exclaimed.

"I will die without seeing such a powerful duel in this life."

"This is the real battle of a great time."

"No matter who wins and who worships, this battle will be recorded in history."

While everyone was talking, the sword shadows and boundless sword energy in the sky had collided thousands of times in a few breaths.

Countless loud thunderous sounds resounded over Longjing.

"Old man, if you have only such skills, I'm afraid Xuanyuan will die in vain."

Xiao Chen shouted at Xuanyuan Long from a distance.

"The prince is arrogant!"

Xuanyuan Long roared, and the aura around him also doubled.

A golden glow appeared on the surface of his body, and behind him, a huge dragon-shaped phantom appeared faintly.

"The dragon comes to the world!"

Xuanyuan Long had no reservation at this moment, and even used the secret technique of the divine dragon coming to the world that he had only realized after swallowing the seal of the law.

He took a step forward, his figure seemed to be traveling through countless dimensions of space, leaving countless afterimages behind him.

At the same time, my wrist flipped and countless silver-white sword flowers danced out, surrounding Xiao Chen among the thousands of sword shadows.

At this moment, Xiao Chen couldn't help but sink, and a strong sense of crisis arose from nature.

"Swish!"

Xiao Chen used the technique of shrinking the ground into an inch, and his body retreated quickly.

Sword shadows almost followed Xiao Chen's footsteps and fell one after another.

"Crack!"

Countless sword shadows slashed towards the ground from the void of a hundred meters, leaving countless gullies that were tens of meters deep on the earth.

"Junior, I want to see where else can you retreat."

Xuanyuan Long sneered and took another step forward. The long sword turned into thousands of sword shadows in the air, intertwined like a huge net, covering it with a bang.

At this moment, Xiao Chen did not dare to be careless at all. With a change of thought, he also moved the true breath of the Ming Spirit in his body to the extreme.

Stepping on the seven-star steps, your body movements are as fast as lightning, and you can quickly shuttle through the sword net.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Every time Xiao Chen dodged, countless rocks and trees would be shattered in the forest behind him by the passing sword shadows.

Almost every sword was rubbing against Xiao Chen's clothes, and everyone below was shocked.

"Your death is over, junior."
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