Chapter 133 Sword Valley Descendants
The Thunderbolt move that is now displayed is obviously much stronger than the sword that was used to fight against Ji Fei.
Once your personal cultivation level increases, the power of your moves will naturally increase.
The sword energy and fist light collided, and it made a shocking explosion sound like a meteorite colliding. A large pit was blown up on the ring, which obviously produced a huge power.
The Lord of Fang Zheng always observes the changes on the field. If anyone on both sides is in danger of his life, he will take action in time.
Of course, Chen Fan needs no more. The future star of Fangzheng Academy, the generation of Jiangu is waiting for him to lead the army. If he dies here, those old sword cultivators will never forgive him, even if he is the master of the palace, it will be useless.
Xuanyuan Helian must not die here. Once he dies, the Fangzheng Academy and the Xuanyuan Dynasty will be completely broken up.
Once the two major forces announce the war, they don’t know how many lives of monks will be lost. It’s good that everyone lives peacefully now, and everyone has the jurisdiction to do things within their own scope.
If the war is forced to start, maybe there are other major forces watching each other, and everyone is sure of what the final result will be.
As the saying goes, one moves the whole body, no major force on the Miracle Continent can easily start a war with other forces.
Because this is likely to cause a melee in the entire continent, the most undesirable environment in which the strong prey on the weak are ambitious people and executioners.
Many cruel monks are eager to start a war because their skills can be improved in it. There are also many evil monks who improve their cultivation through human essence.
In the northwest region, any evil demon cultivator will be strictly executed. However, in some places on the continent, evil demon cultivators can exist openly. There are even some evil demon sects that are located there, and they have their own confidence.
After the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, Chen Fan stood quietly in place. He seemed to have no major changes except for some fluctuations in his breath.
However, Xuanyuan Helian's situation was not that good-looking. His clothes were obviously much broken, and his whole temperament seemed a little down.
Not only that, a sharp-eyed disciple in the inner courtyard found that blood was actually flowing from his left fist.
"The sword of Senior Brother Chen was probably cut through his hand."
"Senior Brother Chen is still very strong. Although he was hit at the beginning, he is gradually exerting his strength now."
Xuanyuan Helian was already suffering a secret loss and was upset. After hearing the comments from everyone below, he became even more angry.
So he roared and continued to fist at Chen Fan.
"This person is really like a mad dog, forced to go to the forefront and still wants to give up completely." Chen Fan said mockingly in his heart.
He really wanted to deal with his opponent quickly, and you used the Yin-Yang Sword Way that you had learned before.
When Taotie saw Chen Fan using this move, he immediately wanted to speak out and stop him. But the Lord of Fang Zheng was standing not far away now. He thought for a while, but he still remained silent.
A black and white Tai Chi pattern slowly appeared in front of Chen Fan. The pattern was not obvious at the beginning, but later, the light it emitted was a bit dazzling.
"This is..." Several respected old sword cultivators couldn't help but tremble when they saw this scene. According to common sense, they had experienced many dangers in their lives, and had never seen any storms, but they were still very excited at this time.
"Yinyang Sword Dao!" an old sword cultivator said excitedly, his beard was trembling and shaking rapidly. But no one dared to laugh at him at this moment, because Chen Fan's performance had attracted everyone's attention.
"He has not yet cultivated his own sword realm, how could he have produced swordsmanship?" An old sword cultivator suddenly raised his own doubts.
Among the crowd, an old sword cultivator with an extremely deep cultivation said slowly.
"Only people can only realize the sword path after they form their own sword domain. But there are always some monsters in the world who can break through this boundary. Their deep understanding of sword path is so that they can do such a miracle."
The meaning of these words is very clear. Chen Fan is indeed a monster of swordsmanship. It is the first time that these people have seen such a feat in their lifetime.
"I announce here that Chen Fan is the future heir of Jian Gu." The most respected old sword cultivator said directly.
If such an excellent kendo genius was let go by them, they would not be able to face the doubts of those kendo predecessors in the Nine Springs.
"It's really God bless our Fangzheng Academy, God bless my Sword Valley." Some people even said such nonsense.
A half-black and half-white sword energy shot out from the Tai Chi diagram and slashed hard towards Xuanyuan Helian's body.
Xuanyuan Helian was about to wave to fight, but found that this set was really terrifying soon!
How could it be so fast?
Before he could react, he was knocked away by the black and white sword energy. Not only that, after he fell to the ground, the black and white sword energy was still cutting his body.
Countless small wounds appeared on his body, and it was painful. It was as if countless knives were stabbing him, and he even felt the fear of death.
After the pain passed, Xuanyuan Helian collapsed weakly to the ground, and there was no power to move a finger.
Chen Fan walked over slowly, stepped on his chest with his feet, lowered his head and asked him.
"Prince, how do you feel about the cultivators in the inner courtyard of our Fangzheng Academy?" After saying that, he also showed a seemingly kind smile.
Xuanyuan Helian looked at Chen Fan and smiled in front of him, wishing he could kill this guy with his eyes. If his eyes could kill people, Chen Fan would have no bones at this time.
He wanted to speak, but Chen Fan stepped on his sternum hard, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The Lord of Fang Zheng chose not to see this scene. It was just a fight between young people. There was nothing to do with the two forces. In his heart, he told himself this.
Before Xuanyuan Helian could say anything, Chen Fan kicked him hard in the abdomen, then turned around to the side of the Lord Fang Zheng's mansion.
"Fortunately, I have not let this outsider insult the reputation of our Fang Zheng Academy." Chen Fan is a very clever guy. After paying such a great price, he naturally needs to get some benefits now.
And the so-called prince was kicked out of the arena like a broken sack and fell heavily on the ground.
Chapter completed!