"Haha, your idea is too naive. Murong Chong has been cultivating the top-level martial master for a long time, and the older generation of masters who died at his hands are not without him. Their talents may be the same, but Xiao Chen is a little short of cultivation after all, and he will not have much chance of winning against Murong Chong."

"I think so too. Murong Chong's strength has always been very stable, and all Qingyun secret skills have been practiced to the level of great success. All the martial arts and martial arts he practices are top secrets among his peers. With his almost flawless personality, it is hard to think that he will lose to Ye Chen."

"But why hasn't Ye Chen arrived yet? I heard that Mu Chengxue fell last night and never left the ring."

Before the war began, the discussions about the two people in the crowd had already begun to heat up.

Although most of them tend to be Murong Chong, they all affirmed Xiao Chen's strength, thinking that Murong Chong would not win easily.

This was never aborted in the past, but a series of things have proved that Xiao Chen's strength is not blown up, but it is actually without any exaggeration.

Murong Chong in the field did not care about the discussion around him at all. He suddenly opened his eyes, watched a Tianfeng Eagle flying in the air, and said lightly: "It's finally here."

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Liu Ruyue looked at the two people who were about to fight, her heart was filled with complex emotions, and she murmured in a low voice: "I hope nothing happens."

Seeing Xiao Chen fall, an old man with the cultivation level of a middle-grade Martial King came to the field immediately. He will be the referee of this battle and is also a member of the Presbyterian Church.

The old man looked at it and waved his hand, causing the two to retreat a hundred meters, and then said lightly: "In the battle between the peak masters, there has never been any mercy, but I will only say one thing, they are all fellow disciples. If one party admits defeat, please stop."

"No more nonsense, the duel begins, and the outcome will determine the Qingyun Peak's belonging!"

After the old man finished speaking, he gently pointed his toes on the ground and quickly retreated.

Murong Chong and Xiao Chen were separated by a distance of 200 meters and looked at each other. Their right hands were pressed on the hilt of the knife, and the momentum on their bodies continued to condense.

At this moment, the originally noisy audience was completely silent, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the two people in the ring.

Huh!

In Murong Chong's eyes, a red light flashed in a flash, and the murderous aura that had been suppressed was shot towards Xiao Chen with this gaze.

The murderous aura was like the substance, and it swept through the air with a ripples like water, compressing and covering Xiao Chen's entire body within one meter.

There were countless screams in Xiao Chen's ears, and terrifying phantoms appeared in front of him. These were the resentment left by the person who was killed by Murong Chong.

He could indeed achieve the level of retention and retention of murderous aura. No, it is a more profound state than retention and retention. He always envelops the murderous aura around me without dispersing. This method is already an advanced skill to control murderous aura.

Xiao Chen was slightly surprised and thought lightly, but the expression on his face was calm and there was no big wave.

Concentrating his mind and keeping his energy, Xiao Chen felt extremely calm, his quiet eyes were filled with clear luster, and his powerful spiritual consciousness protected his heart without being disturbed by murderous aura.

The powerful murderous aura that was allowed to echo around him constantly. Xiao Chen's eyes were always extremely clear, and he sticked to his original heart. Slowly, those illusions were self-defeating and disappeared without any attack.

There was no expression on Murong Chong's cold face. Seeing that the murderous aura was useless, he decisively retracted the murderous aura.

Huh!

On the ring, there was a sudden strong wind behind Murong Chong, rolling up endless dust, and bursts of roars came from the wind from time to time.

Above Xiao Chen's head, there were thunder and clouds, rolling and surging, and the sound of muffled thunder began to ring.

The momentum that the two had been brewing for a long time finally spit out and began a competition in artistic conception, the violent wind artistic conception, and the surging thunder artistic conception.

For a moment, the wind and clouds surging, the sky and the earth changed color, the sunshine in the sky was covered by dark clouds, completely losing its light, and the arena was dark.

With the dust from the strong wind, a large part of the audience could not completely clear the situation on the field except for a few warriors with amazing power.

"So amazing. Before the duel officially started, the competition in artistic conception is so terrifying. No wonder they can cross the border and massacre the lower-grade primary martial king." Everyone in the audience was secretly shocked.

clang!

In the endless wind, two dazzling sword lights lit up in an instant, and the sword light suddenly blew away the endless dust on the ring.

The two of them drew their swords at the same time, and each swung a wisp of sword energy. The sword energy collided in the air, creating a rolling wave of air that scattered everywhere.

Murong Chong found in surprise that his sword energy was not as strong as Xiao Chen. Although the purple sword energy was weakened a lot after dispersing his sword energy, it still flew towards him quickly.

He stepped on the ground and jumped forward silently. Murong Chong swung his sword, easily shattering the purple sword energy that had already weakened a lot, and rushed towards Xiao Chen quickly.

Xiao Chenling was not afraid, and shouted lightly and went up to meet him quickly.

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The sound of weapons and blades colliding in the field sounded, and suddenly, the sound of wind, thunder, and the clanging sound of weapons and blades colliding together in the field and echoed constantly.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them faced dozens of moves, and they refused to give in to each other. After a while, they shouted lightly and retreated for hundreds of meters.

The strong wind dissipated and the dust fell, and the situation in the field returned to everyone's eyes.

The two of them had a fierce confrontation in the air like a blade. Xiao Chen tightened his right hand, keeping a high level of vigilance, because there were tentative fights in front of him, and he would move to the truth next.

A faint smile appeared on Murong Chong's cold face and said, "I haven't seen you for a month. Your strength has indeed improved beyond my expectations. I have the qualification to challenge me, but it is just a qualification to challenge me."

Qingyun secret skill, Moon Shadow Unparalleled!

With an angry shout, Murong Chong danced out quickly, two blood-red waning moon sword auras, and two waning moons drew two graceful arcs in the air and shot towards Xiao Chen.

The sword energy contains endless murderous aura, and wherever it passes, bright red ribbons are drawn, delicate and radiant, as if they are really blood.

The turquoise shines!

Knowing that Yueying Wushuang is powerful, Xiao Chen dared not careless at all. The snow-white Yueying Knife shook nine times in the air, waving Wu Kui to its limit.

The nine condensed sword energy transformed from branches of the Wukui Sacred Tree were like a long spear stabbing towards the blood-colored sword energy in the air.

Murong Chong smiled faintly, held the knife with his wrist and shook it gently, and the two blood-colored waning moons paused in the air for a moment, and then strangely drew a semicircular arc again.

The intersection of the waning moon is exactly where Xiao Chen stood. With such a sudden change, the nine purple sword auras that Xiao Chen waved out suddenly disappeared.

Fengxing boots, open, retreat!

The degree of the waning moon flying reached the sound in a flash, and Murong Chong actually completely integrated the artistic conception of the wind.

Xiao Chen did not dare to be careless, so he activated Fengxing Boots, activated the Qinglong Tengyun Art, and turned his body into a purple arrow, flew backwards.

Bang!

The moment Xiao Chen retreated, the two waning moons burst into pieces, forming a blood-red full moon between the flat ground.

The terrifying red airflow flew up like a wave, and under the radiation of the air wave, a circle of mud walls were brought up on the ground and soared into the sky.

Although it has been mentioned to avoid it, the air waves, degree and power caused by the red moon are still beyond Xiao Chen's expectations.

The rolling waves of air hit Xiao Chen and retreated his rush back hundreds of meters. The murderous aura contained in the waves kept roaring in his mind.

The blood and blood tumbling, the resentment in the brain was like a pillar, Xiao Chen's blood boiled uncontrollably, and irresistible irritability and desire to kill rose in his heart.

Damn it!

Xiao Chen didn't care about face, and circulated his vitality to gather the tumbling qi and blood, and opened his mouth and vomited it out. All the tumbling qi and blood and endless killing energy disappeared.

In the stands, Liu Ruyue's two eyebrows were frowning together, and her charming face was full of worries. Unexpectedly, the real fight began and Xiao Chen suffered a small loss.

Murong Chong's understanding of Yueying Wushuang has reached the peak of Great Perfection of Control, merged into the violent wind artistic conception, pushing the power of this move to a terrifying limit.

call!

Murong Chong's body slowly flew into the sky, and the two waning moon-shaped sword auras on the ground separated and flew back behind him.

The waning moon gathers together to form a real blood moon. The dark night falls, which suddenly blocks all the sunshine and covers the dark clouds brought by Xiao Chenlei's artistic conception.

The connection with the artistic conception of thunder was completely broken!

Xiao Chen was shocked. After several attempts, he still couldn't connect with his own thunder artistic conception. Under the cover of this night, he completely cut off his connection with the outside world.

"This is the effect after the Great Perfection of the Peak of the Vision. It can form an existence similar to the barrier. Xiao Chen's thunder artistic conception is cut off."

"I didn't expect Murong Chong to really realize the state of great perfection through the vision. This is something that many powerful people at the level of the Martial King cannot do."

"Yes, the strange phenomenon has little to do with cultivation. It depends entirely on personal talent and comprehension. If you lose the artistic conception of thunder, Xiao Chen's situation is worrying."

There were many knowledgeable people on the stands, sighing and composing, comprehension of the vision of the Great Perfection Realm. Such Murong Chong can be said to be an invincible existence in the realm of King Wu.

Fighting across the realm and slaughtering a low-grade martial king is as easy as slaughtering a dog.

Liu Ruyue's heart raised. Murong Chong was much stronger than she thought. Even her, she would have a headache when facing this move.
Chapter completed!