Chapter 328

The huge sword Qi not only eliminated the scattered purple light, but also kept its power. It blew towards LAN Wenxuan's face. This time, LAN Wenxuan didn't have much. At this time, he yelled: "floating life is like a dream!"

With LAN Wenxuan's voice, the sword spirit flies in the challenge arena. It seems that countless young leaping dragons have nibbled away the black sword spirit silently. Moreover, each sword spirit attack keeps on decreasing, rolling towards the East Qiming

At this time, Dongfang Qiming paid a smile on his face and said coldly, "I don't know how to do it, it's just like this!" Said here to see her body soared. Suddenly, he said: "the darkness is boundless..."

With the voice of Dongfang Qiming, he saw a black fog coming out of his long sword. He waved those ten thousand swords and rolled them over. The black fog rolled the mat so fast and powerful. Half a breath has not only swallowed up all the sword Qi, but also covered the whole challenge arena in the dark!

LAN Wenxuan saw this move when Ye Ting was fighting Dongfang Qiming, so he blurted out the words in Dongfang Qiming, and his vigilance has been raised to the extreme! But he didn't expect that the black aura would soon cover him. At this time, he felt a cold air and attacked his throat. If this move was real, he would not be able to survive. At this time, he had to retreat quickly

At this time, still on the blue stand, Xiang'er nervously stares at the scene and says to LAN Wuhong: "Dad, do you think Wenxuan will win?" The reason why she asked this question was that she was ambivalent and confused. He hoped LAN Wenxuan would win and take back Huanying Town, but he was sure to pay some price for winning. He was worried about LAN Wenxuan. Anyway, she was very confused. At the moment when the dark fog opened, her heart had fallen to the bottom

LAN Wuhong frowned, but after hearing Xiang'er's words, he squeezed a smile on his face and said, "don't worry. You have to have confidence in xuan'er. I believe he will be OK. It's easy to win the championship

At the same time, Sima Haoyu looked at his expressionless father and said, "father, it seems that Dongfang brother will win!" His face brightened now. In that case, even if he wins himself, that's all.

Sima Chaohua turned his head and took a deep look at his son. Then he looked around again. No one paid attention to them, so he said: "the eastern enlightenment is not good for us! And LAN Wenxuan is not lucky. He won by chance. He also depends on his strength. So it's too early to win or lose his speech now... "

At this critical moment, LAN Wenxuan didn't panic. When the cold awn touched his skin, he suddenly leaned back. He not only avoided the sword of Dongfang Qiming, but also swept the clouds in his hands. A purple lightning cut his legs toward Dongfang Qiming!

Dongfang Qiming's face suddenly looks ugly. He thought that Lan Wenxuan couldn't escape this move, but he didn't expect that Lan Wenxuan not only cracked his move easily, but also attacked back so quickly.

Also in the dark, zhongdongfang Qiming can't get up to avoid LAN Wenxuan's attack. Then he waves the sword to LAN Wenxuan with anger. Although the sword is still black, it is more than twice as big as the last one

LAN Wenxuan had to wave his sword to meet him. Two impassable auras collided with each other this time. Dongfang Qiming was thrown out immediately, and LAN Wenxuan's body also stepped back. They were all blood in their quarrels. It seems that no one took advantage of it. It should be equal!

But LAN Wenxuan knew that he had suffered a little loss, because Dongfang Qiming attacked him. After all, he was condescending and stood in the right place! At this time, the black smoke gradually faded, and all the audience looked at the two people in opposition.

At this time, Dongfang Qiming raised his sword again, looked at LAN Wenxuan coldly and said: "I won't be merciful this time, you do it yourself!" The voice falls, the long sword is raised, the wind is moving, the clothes are floating... LAN Wenxuan's face is the same dignified color, standing steadily at his feet, emitting a faint purple light, and the flowing clouds are slowly lifted up. Different from Dongfang Qiming, LAN Wenxuan's face is more and more calm, and his body is still. If it's not for his bright eyes, Others thought that he was settled or carved in stone

"There is no heaven in black prison..." at this time, with Dongfang Qiming drinking, the whole challenge arena was covered by darkness again. The fog seemed like a black dragon wrapped LAN Wenxuan in it, as if he was isolated from the world! Then the darkness automatically generated countless small sword Qi, and chopped it toward LAN Wenxuan! At this time, LAN Wenxuan's eyes and ears almost became furnishings. He was awed in his heart and cried that he was not good. He quickly mobilized all Zifu's true Qi and made a protective cover to avoid accidents!

As for those in the audience, they were shocked again, because the difference between this time and the last time was that those who were highly cultivated in the last time could see the situation inside, but this time they could see almost none of them, and many of them were dignified.

Soon some sword Qi hit LAN Wenxuan. The shield made of genuine Qi had limited endurance. He was about to be scattered. He was more and more worried. At this time, several sword Qi bumped into the shield silently, and then there was a roar! LAN Wenxuan shakes a few times. At the last impact, the real mask cracks. LAN Wenxuan's blood is boiling in his chest. But at this time, another sword gas hits him. With a bang, the real mask disappears. LAN Wenxuan feels sweet in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurts out

At this time, LAN Wenxuan suddenly heard Dongfang Qiming's sneering voice: "originally, you are a talent who can be made, ready to save your life, but you are too illiterate, you want to die, no wonder my hands are merciless!"

At this time, LAN Wenxuan's ears beat, his face muscles twitched, and his mind moved. He saw that the flowing cloud scabbard in his hand bumped toward the East Qiming, and the flowing cloud came out of the scabbard. Suddenly, he made a brilliant performance in the challenge arena, and the original darkness disappeared into nothingness

Dongfang Qiming can't believe it again in his eyes. However, he can't think much when he looks at something coming. He holds his sword to LAN Wenxuan's scabbard. But what he thought was too simple to think that there was the spirit of Wen Cong on the scabbard. His long sword failed, and the scabbard rose up into the sky. Then he stabbed at Dongfang Qiming's head in the sky. This was a great shock to Dongfang Qiming

Don't talk about Dongfang Qiming. Even all the audience below have their mouths wide open. No one can understand why the scabbard dodges and attacks the enemy automatically. However, the next thing is that they can't believe it. At this time, LAN Wenxuan pinches a sword formula with two fingers and flies out of his hand. He attacks Dongfang Qiming with one sword and one scabbard, With Dongfang Qiming's attack in a hurry, LAN Wenxuan takes advantage of this gap to take out some Huichun pills and throw them into his mouth. Then with one hand, Liuyun turns over and flies into LAN Wenxuan's hand, and the scabbard disappears

"Dad, why does Wenxuan's sword fly?" For a long time, Lan Ying came back and closed her mouth to ask LAN Wuhong.

LAN Wuhong is not as quick as Xiang'er, because he thinks that the humble sword in his son's hand has such a wonderful effect. This boy is very secretive. He doesn't tell me that he has such an artifact. I'll play with it when he comes back

However, he was broken by the voice of Nangong xianger's inquiry when he wanted to. He gave a wry smile and shrugged: "I don't know. You'd better ask him later. With such an artifact, it's hard to win this competition!

Presumably, many of them rubbed their eyes and looked at the scene of the challenge arena in disbelief. Many people felt dizzy. At the same time, a little girl on a dry tree almost didn't fall on the ground with her mouth open. She murmured to herself, "how can this be possible? Master Zu said that there is no weapon on the mainland that can match our family's snow frost! But that snow frost wants to compare with the sword in uncle's hand, isn't it rubbish? "

At this time, Dongfang Qiming couldn't accept the fact. He looked at the Liuyun in LAN Wenxuan's hand, and murmured to himself: "it's impossible, impossible, impossible..." finally, he turned into a roar, and rushed to LAN Wenxuan with his sword regardless of everything... In fact, LAN Wenxuan didn't know that Liuyun had the effect of swallowing the dark, and if he had known it, he would not have been hurt, At this time, he coldly watched the sword rush to Dongfang Qiming, and Zifu Zhenqi pass poured into the flowing clouds. At this time, there was a boundless sense of war on the Liuyun mountain, and the light sound was continuous. As LAN Wenxuan injected more Qi, the light sound was more clear. At this time, LAN Wenxuan waved the flowing clouds in his hand, and a purple streamer rolled towards Dongfang Qiming

Dongfang Qiming is a little irrational at this time. Seeing the streamer coming, the long sword will come up in a moment. With a bang, the sword in Dongfang Qiming's hand is turned into ashes, and his body is like a fallen leaf. A piece of blood is spilled in the air. The blood is spilled by Dongfang Qiming's broken arm

And LAN Wenxuan stands in the same place coldly, looking at Dongfang Qiming flying out! At this time, Sima Haoyu looked at LAN Wenxuan, who was indifferent in the challenge arena, and murmured to himself, "it's impossible. It's so possible that a five-star sword emperor should abandon a one star sword saint."

Although Sima Chaohua felt sorry, when he heard his son's words, the director passed away in a flash. Then he said in a soft voice: "pride will defeat, and the loss of Dongfang Qiming book is not a bad thing for us..." at this time, he said this to his son for the second time, hoping that his son could understand the meaning

But Sima Haoyu's face soon came over and looked at his father and said, "father, I understand. Don't worry, but LAN Wenxuan is not a good thing. What shall we do when we go back? " Said here, Sima Haoyu's face showed the color of worry.

Sima Chaohua took a look at his son and said faintly, "it's not your heart. You don't have to worry about it! You'll call in a moment, and we'll come back tomorrow! " What else did Sima Haoyu want to say, but Sima Chaohua had turned his head and looked at the challenge arena again