Chapter 975: Ten Thousand Blades Chaozong

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a crackling sound was heard, and then Duan Chen's face became extremely ferocious. After an instant, he became a monster with three heads and six arms.

On each of Duan Chen's hands, he formed a magic seal, which had a very powerful aura that emanated from his six-meter-long gold body, looking like a ferocious beast from the ancient times.

"Bully King's Fist, Jie Di Fist, Demon-Subduing Fist, Vajra Fist, Wei Tuo Fist, and Boshan Fist!"

As Duan Chen shouted continuously on his three heads, he saw six different forces coming out of his body and gathered together. The force was enough to rush over and over, and with an unbearable force, he smashed towards Fenglang's body.

"Horizontal, sweep, ten thousand, miles!"

Just as Duan Chen's aura gradually changed, Fenglang had already condensed his three-pointed two-edged sword. At this moment, he shouted loudly and saw a dazzling cold blade shooting out from the three-pointed two-edged sword, making everyone dare not look at him.

In the dull eyes of everyone, this dazzling light was seen, and the combined force formed by the six paths collided hard, as if two rushing torrents collided together.

The dazzling cold blade that the wind and waves shot out seemed unstoppable. When it collided with the six fists, it actually penetrated through it. Then, with lightning speed, it suddenly slashed the head in Duan Chen's middle, and blood poured out like a spring.

Seeing Duan Chen's six paths of power as mountains and seas, everyone onlookers thought that Fenglang might be blown up this time, but what they didn't expect was that Fenglang was not blown up, but Duan Chen was cut off one head first.

Since one of his head was cut off, Duan Chen's body shook violently, and then it turned into his original appearance.

Duan Chen's head was still there, and there were no scars on his body, but his face looked extremely pale, which was obviously a symptom of excessive blood loss.

After being hit by Duan Chen's six paths with all their strength, Fenglang still encountered a little aftermath, which made him look very embarrassed.

"If you don't accept it, you can fight again!"

A terrifying light flashed in Fenglang's eyes. If this Duan Chen was really a man of sect, he would have done his best.

"I will ask for advice in the future!"

Duan Chen said this reluctantly and quickly retreated. It was obvious that he had lost the ability to fight again, or the courage to fight again.

"Who is the turn?"

The wind and wave raised the three-pointed two-edged sword and shouted loudly, his figure looked so majestic.

"Hehe, boy, wait until you pass this level of my life, and then come so crazy!"

Ouyang Ke jumped over and flew over, and in his eyes, there was an evil light flashing.

Somehow, Fenglang hates the most about these four opponents, Ouyang Ke, not only because of his ugly appearance, but also because of his behavior, he intentionally or unintentionally carried some demonic aura.

"Since that's the case, why are you talking about it? Show off your weapons and take action!"

Even if he welcomes the wheel battle between the four masters, Fenglang still maintains the etiquette he deserves and will not attack fiercely as soon as his opponent comes up.

"Big Demon!"

Ouyang Ke roared angrily, and then on his body, the demonic energy flashed, and a magic skill was used by him.

It was originally a clear sky, but Ouyang Ke's skill was activated and he immediately changed completely. He saw countless void cracks cracks cracked in the air. In the crack, there were all dark aura floating, and vaguely there were terrifying sounds coming from the crack, just like howling ghosts and wolves.

"Oh, Ouyang Ke, every time he gets this way, no matter how good his mood is, it will be destroyed by him!"

The one who spoke was Hong Shun. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed when he saw it. He hated Ouyang Ke's trick from the bottom of his heart.

An evil aura continued to condense in the air, and then condensed into demons, as if they had to choose people to eat at any time.

Everyone could feel that the power of the demons condensed by Ouyang Ke had all the strength equivalent to the holy demons, and the demons formed in the end reached an astonishing 108.

These 108 demons are very powerful together, and even masters of the god-level level are difficult to deal with.

"When I last faced the enemy, this guy could only gather thirty-six heads, and his strength has increased several times now!"

Hong Shun sighed and said, his words were full of emotion.

After seeing Ouyang Ke's kung fu, most of the onlookers were worried about the wind and waves, because Ouyang Ke was really notorious. No one liked him except some people from the Western Regions.

"Catch him!"

Ouyang Ke pointed his hand, and then the 108 demons all seemed to have received the will and flew towards the wind and waves.

"Wan, Bian, Chao, Zong!"

At this time, the wind and waves were no longer hidden. They threw the three-pointed and two-edged sword into the air, as if they were leaving nothing.

Then, everyone was surprised to see that in the air, countless three-pointed and two-edged swords appeared, thousands of them. For a moment, they seemed to be in the air, densely packed like rain.

No one had ever seen such skill before, and they were all stunned. Fenglang's performance at this moment was too unexpected.

"disease!"

Fenglang pointed his hand at the three-pointed two-edged sword, and then the countless blades flew towards Ouyang Ke, and the ones who were the one hundred and eight demons were the first to be hit.

I heard a shrill scream. As the demons were rushing forward, they saw the dazzling cold light in front of me, and the boundless murderous aura surged over like a substance.

With a crackling sound, at least a three-pointed two-edged sword was inserted into the bodies of the demons, and then turned into balls of black smoke, which quickly disappeared in the air.

Everyone was stunned. They had never seen such a scene before, and they all stared their eyes wide open for fear of missing the magical scenery in the sky.

After Ouyang Ke cast out more than a hundred evil ghosts, he showed an extremely grim smile on his face. This time, the wind and waves were hard to escape.

Unexpectedly, the subsequent scene changes were greatly beyond Ouyang Ke's expectations. For a moment, his legs were sore and soft.

The remaining three-pointed and two-edged swords, under the guidance of the wind and waves, were mixed with the power to destroy the world, and flew towards Ouyang Ke overwhelmed.

Seeing that the situation was so critical, Ouyang Ke didn't care about anything. Suddenly, another eye suddenly appeared on his face.

After Ouyang Ke's vertical eye appeared, the light emitted in this eye seemed very strange.

Since the ten thousand blades of the wind and waves were already issued to the sect, there would naturally be no hesitation. The three-pointed and two-edged swords rushed towards Ouyang Ke, bringing murderous intent all over the sky.

If these three-pointed and two-edged swords were shot on Ouyang Ke, it would be even more difficult for Ouyang Ke to survive.

Fortunately, Ouyang Ke is quite capable. The vertical eye on his face shot out thousands of evil lights.

Those lights also have great power. After encountering these lights, the three-pointed and two-edged swords made by the wind and waves finally stopped slowly and then slowly disappeared intovisible.

"Hahahaha, Fenglang, you're just wasting your effort!"

Seeing that the wind and waves were unable to break through his defense, Ouyang Ke finally relaxed and laughed proudly there.

"Yeah?"

Fenglang's face was also sneering. Amid his sneer, the numerous three-pointed and two-edged swords were seen moving towards him like spiritual communication.

First, a three-pointed two-edged sword was transformed into countless handles by the wind and waves, and then these countless three-pointed two-edged swords finally regained one. In this change of tricks, everyone can feel the powerful power contained in it.

Amid the sneer, the three-pointed two-edged knife in Fenglang's hand suddenly flew up flat and flew towards Ouyang Ke quickly.

There is absolutely no fancy in this sword, but those experts all know that the power of the sword transformed into is definitely not so easy to take over.

Ouyang Keqing knew that it was the moment of life and death, and the vertical eyes on his eyebrows emitted an extremely evil light, as if he could see the heavenly palace directly above and hell directly below.

Everyone looked at Ouyang Ke with the three-pointed two-edged swords of the wind and waves. This was the most critical moment. If anyone could take the lead at this time, he would undoubtedly achieve the final victory.

At this extremely quiet moment, everyone saw that the three-pointed two-edged sword had penetrated into Ouyang Ke's body, and collided fiercely with the evil light emitted from the vertical eyebrow.

Everyone heard an extremely shrill voice coming out of Ouyang Ke's body. Then, they saw the evil light emitted from Ouyang Ke's eyes, which completely changed color and turned into a bloody light.

"Okay! OK! So awesome!"

Ouyang Ke sighed three times in a row, and then his body retreated with a whistle, looking like a frightened bird.

The blood light in the sky just now disappeared all of a sudden, but there were no obvious scars on Ouyang Ke's body.

It was just that there was an extremely bright red color at the center of his eyebrows, as if there were many injuries hidden inside, and Ouyang Ke also looked very hurt.

If Fenglang chased after him and slashed hard, he might have completely injured Ouyang Ke, the hateful guy. However, his purpose today was not to hurt the enemy, so he endured it again and again, and finally he held back.

Seeing that even Ouyang Ke was finally injured in Fenglang's hands, the king's expression became increasingly ugly. He finally sighed and thought carefully, is it worth it to make a grudge with a guy like Fenglang?

Only one person was left among the four masters, and Hong Shun knew in his heart that it was his turn to appear no matter what.

Seeing Hong Shun's heroic spirit, Fenglang knew that Hong Shun was different from Ouyang Zhong and should be treated differently.

Unfortunately, in Fenglang's heart, everything is still based on his parents. No matter who his opponent is, he will do his best to win this time.

"In theory, you have competed three times, and I shouldn't take advantage of you anymore! But today's incident is different. It has extremely special significance to me, so I can only ask you to understand!"

It's the same thing, but Hong Shun said this and seemed very sincere, without any pretentiousness at all.

"Sorry, no matter what, I will win this game!"

Fenglang said lightly, but in his expression, he revealed great determination and confidence.

"Then try it. If you can really beat me, then it's probably God's will!"

Hong Shun sighed slightly, for some reason, he couldn't feel hatred for this strange boy who didn't know where he came out.

Fenglang and Hong Shun face each other, and their momentum was rising step by step, looking like ordinary martial arts competitions, and they all had a sense of mutual appreciation.

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