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Chapter two hundred and eleven vomiting blood

Looking at the few small divine weapons that disappeared into Yu Chen's sleeve, the sword attendant hurriedly said: "Be careful, don't let your divine weapons escape. Taoist Yu Chen's divine weapons can collect weapons!"

"What's the use of holding it? I want to collect it, but I still care whether you hold it?" Yu Chen sneered, and the rays of light transformed from the Five Elements Escape swept out, and several warriors in the Grand Master realm immediately felt that the magical weapons in their hands were pulled by a force.

During this period, these masters also wanted to struggle, but the divine weapons stuck to the sunlight could not break free from the suction force brought by the five elements. Over time, the five elements vitality in the bodies of several masters was also affected by the Yuchen Five Elements Escape, and the divine weapons were directly pulled over.

"Go to die!" Seeing that he could not break free, a master holding a short axe threw out the short axe in his hand with the force he was pulled over. He gathered on the axe blade. As the axe rotated rapidly, he danced into a golden CD, trying to break Yu Chen in the waist.

"It's ridiculous!" He reached out and waved his hand in the air, and his five fingers seemed to play the pipa in the void. Lightning appeared one after another, and thunderbolts exploded. The master was directly blown into blood, and the short axe was rolled up by the rays of light and fell into Yuchen's sleeves, without a sound.

The other masters who were still struggling did not dare to worry. The magic weapons in their hands fell into Yu Chen's hands, and the other masters with weak cultivation retreated one after another and did not dare to get too close.

In just a moment, half of the forty or fifty people who besieged Yuchen were missing.

The other twenty senior real people, the master and the master were just around Yu Chen and did not dare to continue to attack. Yu Chen looked at the grandmaster in the gorgeous clothes and smiled and said, "I am the number one in the immortal world, I don't know, but I have seen the power you wait for! But that's it!"

The grandmaster of gorgeous clothes, who was slapped in the face by the speed of light, had finally stood up, his face turned very ugly, but he just looked down, and his face was quite messy on his originally white face, so he could not tell his face. However, judging from the appearance of the blue veins rising from his hand holding the golden jade pen, he was already extremely angry.

He suddenly lifted the pen and waved it, and ink marks turned into sword light and fell.

Compared to his previous copybook suppression, the attacks in front of him were less free and free as a scholar, but more determined and decisive as a swordsman. The power of Mohen's sword light increased instead of decline, and the pen tip was even more satisfactory. It was the most enjoyable time written by the Grand Master of China in the past decade.

"This move is more interesting than your previous fancy tricks." Yu Chen praised casually, then dispersed the sword light with his backhand, slapped the golden jade brush, and then slapped the Grand Master of the Clothing to the ground again, still facing down.

"Bastard!" The Grand Master of China's clothing stood up again, his face was already covered in blood and looked very miserable. The magic pen in his hand was shining brightly and moved with his heart. A series of ink marks with awe-inspiring sword appeared again, and the sharp edge was even sharper than the last time.

Yuchen didn't say much, but continued to raise his hand and the Grandmaster of China-dress fell down face to the ground again.

Then, Yuchen turned to look at the Shijianren and said, "Are you not ready yet?"

As soon as these words came out, the grandmaster of the gorgeous clothes who stood up again changed slightly: "Fighting with me and still having the heart to pay attention to others, do you look down on me?"

"I look down on you? Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself? When did you get into my eyes?" Yu Chen looked at the grandmaster of China-dress and uttered quite vicious words casually.

"Do you think I can't see you procrastinating? In fact, it's just that I want to see what methods you have. So, you don't think that endurance of humiliation does not exist, and you think that self-sacrifice does not exist. Everything is just your self-righteousness and self-movement!"

"You...you..." The Grand Master of China-Fashion is the strongest man in a great family. Even in front of the dynasty, he has a good face. He has never been so humiliated.

At this time, he felt that he had been stripped naked and threw it on the street. There were people pointing at him everywhere. He pointed at Yuchen and said two consecutive words to you. He opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood. His whole body became depressed, without any sharpness.

Yu Chen, who had no interest in this grandmaster of Chinese clothing whose mind was broken and whose cultivation was ten or sixty years old, stared at the sword man and said, "Isn't it okay yet?"

"Master Yuchen, you really don't think about it anymore?" The sword attendant seemed a little hesitant, and wanted to persuade Yuchen. Yuchen pointed at the Grand Master of China and sneered: "This guy has thrown his face to this level. Do you still want to reconcile with me? It seems that his evaluation in your place is not very good!"

When the Grand Master of China-dress trembled all over when he heard this. Although the dirt on his face made people unable to see his expression, everyone could imagine his expression at this moment.

Yu Chen, who fell into the water, did not continue to catch someone and bully him. Even if the person was filled with a strong evil spirit, it was not worth Yu Chen's attention again and again: "You don't have to persuade me. Only by breaking your strongest means can you listen to me safely and listen to me and listen to my words. So, do it! Let me see, what is your trump card?"

"In this way, you will offend!"

As soon as the last word "L" fell, a golden sword weapon flew out from the scabbard on the sword attendant's back. This sword weapon was obviously a imitation of Xuanyuan Sword, and it was exactly the same in both style and specification.

After appearing in the air, it will activate the power of Xuanyuan Sword in the dark.

Yu Chen could feel the pressure emerging from the void, which was a kind of power that was essentially far beyond the Heavenly Master and the Grand Master, and everyone present retreated one after another.

"Master Yuchen, as long as you are willing to make a vow now and be willing to surrender to the court, I can stop!" The sword attendant gritted his teeth and persuaded him again.

'It seems that this sword weapon is a one-time thing! And the price of each use is probably not small!' Yuchen looked at the imitation of Xuanyuan Sword gradually changing in the sword attendant's hand, reached out to call out the Shennong ruler, raised his hand to hit the void.

The imitation Xuanyuan Sword, which had turned into a lightsaber in the hands of the sword, was no longer controlled. The lightsaber operator, the swordsman, raised his hand and waved it. The sharp light collided with the Shennong ruler in Yuchen's hand. Under the pressure of the Xuanyuan Sword energy, wisps of green light appeared on the surface of the Shennong ruler, and the entire divine weapon became crystal clear, as if carved from jade, exuding a breath of sacredness, benevolence, treatment, love, etc.

Yu Chen's arm was lifted up little by little, imitating the power of the lightsaber transformed by the Xuanyuan Sword continued to increase.

This is the instinctive reaction of the Xuanyuan Sword. Although the Xuanyuan Sword has not made any breakthrough in its power, there is no need to worry about lack of energy without anyone taking over it.

The vast pressure continued to come out of the lightsaber, and in the collision with the Shennong ruler, it turned into a wave of air visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.

Unfortunately, the carrying capacity of the imitation product itself is limited. The moment Yu Chen raised his arm, the lightsword transformed into the imitation product of the Xuanyuan sword could no longer withstand the double oppression, and countless light spots disappeared.

Yuchen took back the Shennong ruler, looked at everyone present, and spoke casually: "It seems that I won!"

"Shennong Ruler!" The sword attendant who had a breath looked at Yu Chen and smiled bitterly: "You are actually the heir of Shennong Ruler!"

"Now, are you willing to listen to what I said?" Yu Chen looked at everyone here and asked.

The audience was silent, which was a silent resistance. Yu Chen showed a hint of sarcasm and said softly: "Since that's the case, then I'll go find someone who is willing to listen to me! See you guys in the future!"

Yu Chen said something meaningful. A quick reaction had already guessed what Yu Chen meant and hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment if you are a real person in Yu Chen!"

But Yuchen didn't care about the thoughts of everyone present. He stepped into the dream world with the method of marrying a dream, and left the place with the help of the characteristics of the dream, avoided all the tracking methods of everyone here, and disappeared in front of them.
Chapter completed!
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