Zhao Changkong's smile suddenly froze, and a chill rushed straight to his forehead. The body-protecting Qi on his body burst out with all its strength, but it had no effect. He was blasted dozens of meters away with a punch.

"I told you that this punch will kill you." Zhang Chen touched his fist and shook his head gently.

The opponent is too weak to reflect its true power.

Quiet, deathly quiet.

There were hundreds of outer disciples surrounding the martial arts arena who had been paying attention to the situation here, and they were all shocked and dumbfounded.

Luo Qingchen's pupils shrank, and fighting spirit ignited in his body. Only such an opponent is his best sword-testing stone.

"Dead, dead."

A bold disciple went to check Zhao Changkong's injuries and shouted in horror.

They didn't know the conversation between Zhang Chen and Zhao Changkong. They only saw Zhang Chen knocking Zhao Changkong away with one punch.

By beating the inner disciple to death, Zhang Chen is breaking the news!

They couldn't understand how Zhang Chen, who was only in the Body Tempering Realm, could beat an inner disciple to death with one punch?

"Senior brother just said that you have the opportunity to spar with me again." Luo Qingchen untied the sword from his back and looked at Zhang Chen with fighting spirit.

Zhang Chen smiled calmly, "Do you want to fight now?"

"Yes." Luo Qingchen nodded lightly, "Senior Brother Zhang, please fight with all your strength."

Zhang Chen understood her intention and looked at her with admiration. The more he looked at her, the more satisfied he became.

He had just beaten Zhao Changkong to death, so now is obviously not a suitable time for discussion.

But Luo Qingchen couldn't wait to fight him with all his strength, in order to let him show his true strength to Xuanyang Sect.

Although Zhao Changkong deserves to die, his words are so watertight that no one can find any reason.

If I punch him to death for this reason, I will definitely be severely punished.

Luo Qingchen understands very well that there are only two kinds of people who are not bound by the rules.

One is so powerful that he breaks the rules;

One is so evil that the person who makes the rules takes the initiative to defend him.

"Actually, I am the first type of person, but if you want me to be the second type of person, then that is as you wish."

Zhang Chen muttered something in his heart, and stepped onto the ring next to him in a cool and unrestrained manner.

The sun is shining brightly.

The martial arts arena returned to tranquility and silence.

Zhang Chen and Luo Qingchen stood facing each other on the ring.

The eyes of everyone in the martial arts arena were attracted by them.

"Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Zhang."

Luo Qingchen's voice was very pleasant, with a touch of coldness.

She is not pretending to be aloof and arrogant, but she is born that way.

Swish——

The long sword tied to her back moved with the sound, unsheathed and suspended above her.

"When will Senior Sister Luo break through the Qi Sea Realm?"

"No, there is no spiritual energy fluctuation on her body, she is still in the body tempering state!"

"Can she wield a sword without spiritual energy? How did she do it?"

When everyone saw Luo Qingchen's long sword automatically unsheathed, they all started talking in surprise.

Only when a sea of ​​​​qi is formed in the body can the spiritual energy be gathered, and only then can the sword be wielded with qi.

"Use your mind to control the sword?"

An old man with gray hair and a childlike face entered the martial arts arena with several middle-aged people. Seeing this scene, he said in shock.

He is the outer sect elder Gu Qingfeng. After receiving a report that an inner sect disciple was punched to death in the martial arts arena, he quickly brought several deacons over.

"Elder Gu." A deacon next to him pointed at Zhao Changkong's body and shouted.

"Wait and deal with it first." Gu Qingfeng raised his hand to signal him not to speak, looking at Luo Qingchen with bright eyes, feeling very excited.

Only when you understand the way of the sword and achieve the unity of man and sword can you control the sword with your mind.

He is also a master of swordsmanship, and it was only at the age of thirty-five that he became one with the sword.

Luo Qingchen achieved the unity of man and sword when he was only seventeen years old, and his swordsmanship talent was unprecedented in his life.

As long as the Xuanyang Sect devotes all its efforts to training her, she will definitely become a terrifying sword fairy.

"Please." Zhang Chen drew his sword out of its sheath calmly.

Everyone saw the competition between the two yesterday, but watching them compete today, the momentum of the two was completely different from yesterday.

Her hair is like black hair, her face is like cold snow, and she is a bit lonely in the coldness.

She is the sword, and the sword is her.

The wind rises.

Blowing up Luo Qingchen's clothes and black hair.

She stared at Zhang Chen motionless.

The suspended long sword flew toward him like a stream of light.

Zhang Chen holds the knife in one hand and holds it behind his back with the other. His tall and straight body is like a mountain, standing still.

Dang——

Zhang Chen stood on the spot and lightly swung his sword to block Luo Qingchen's sword.

Sword intent is everywhere.

The sword energy takes off.

The long sword danced like a stream of light, shining out streaks of cold light under the scorching sun.

Dang——Dang——Dang——

Split, hang, collapse, block...

Every sword shot by Zhang Chen is the most basic sword style, neither slow nor hasty, smooth and smooth, but every sword can just block the flying long sword.

Gu Qingfeng's pupils shrank, "Return to nature?"

"Did Zhang Chen not use his true strength yesterday?"

He had seen Zhang Chen's sword skills yesterday, and he only relied on the power of the high-grade Xuan level to get second place. His understanding of the sword technique was still far behind Luo Qingchen's sword technique.

When Luo Qingchen saw Zhang Chen returning to his true nature with swordsmanship to block his own sword control, his fighting spirit reached its peak.

Body movement.

It turned into an afterimage and flew away.

The long sword also turned into a stream of light and flew back.

Hold the sword.

Luo Qingchen rose up lightly, his sword energy flowing horizontally, and he slashed towards Zhang Chen with one strike.

The sword gallops across the sky and the earth, and the clothes are fluttering like an immortal in the clouds.

As fast as lightning, chasing the wind and thunder, the sword never returns.

Zhang Chen's left hand was still clasped behind his back, and his right hand waved a basic sword style.

No matter how hard you attack, I will remain motionless.
Chapter completed!