Chapter 164

In the face of Chu Xingyu, whose strength is far lower than that of the great elder Hong Liang, he still chose to fight with him. The students in the audience admired him and looked sad at the same time.

It's like the strength gap between heaven and earth. How to fight?

As soon as the voice of Chu Xingyu challenging Hong Liang fell, Hong Liang's figure had fallen on the challenge arena.

"Chu Xingyu, you stole my Yuan Stone and killed my son. Today, I will let you die without a burial place!"

His bright eyes flashed cold light. He blamed everything on Chu Xingyu's head.

He never thought that if he didn't take the initiative to bet with Chu Xingyu, he wouldn't sacrifice Yuan Shi for a lifetime and lose to the youth.

At this time, he blamed Chu Xingyu's head.

Loud, shameless enough!

"Waste less, fight if you want!"

Chu Xingyu pointed at the sword edge, and a violent burst out with the silent sword momentum.

"Chu Xingyu, is this your strength against Hongliang?"

Li Muyang showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and disdain flashed in his eyes.

This silent sword momentum has a slightly cold murderous spirit. It is more than enough to deal with the students of the outer court, but it can't even hurt Hong Liang, the elder of the outer court.

"Is this the so-called power of ants like you?"

There is no doubt that the ring is loud and contemptuous.

"Now, let's see what is called the power of the martial arts realm!"

When he grasped the palm of his hand, it suddenly surged around the challenge arena. The energy visible to the naked eye was condensed through the void in the blink of an eye.

Four huge energy whirlwinds swept around the challenge arena.

Hurricanes are not terrible. Any warrior with nine levels of martial arts can easily condense into such hurricanes.

What's terrible is that the war martial arts realm is very loud. The condensed hurricane is very different from those who respect the martial arts realm. In the center of the violent hurricane, there is an orange chain lightning.

With the hurricane, the chain lightning in the eye of the wind always splits out from the inside inadvertently.

The violent whirlwind shook everyone's heart.

"I've been in the outer court for more than three years. I've never seen elder Hong Liang make moves. Now it's not easy to see his moves!"

"Orange chain lightning, if I'm hit by this, it won't be very good!"

When the elders on the elder stage saw such a powerful hurricane, the color of horror in their eyes did not decrease.

"Chu Xingyu, what do you want to say before you die?"

The corners of his mouth showed a loud evil smile, with a touch of ferocity in his eyes.

One move is enough to deal with Chu Xingyu.

"Dying?"

Chu Xingyu shook his head: "it should be you who say your last words!"

The voice just fell. The reflection of snowflakes appeared in the pupil of Chu Xingyu. Suddenly, a touch of coolness came from his sharp sword tip.

Shua!

At this moment, the feathers floating in the air suddenly stopped and froze.

A chill came.

The whole stadium was covered with frost.

Even the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

"Cold ice Wu soul!"

The elder's eyes on the elder stage were frozen, and a thin layer of frost had formed on his eyelashes and clothes.

"Is this Chu Xingyu's killing move?"

The idea floated in the hearts of all the people at the same time.

"The first time I saw the Chu star rain release the soul of martial arts!"

They suddenly remembered that Chu Xingyu didn't use Wu soul even in the finals.

At this time, the soul of cold ice has been released, and everyone immediately felt the momentum of Chu Xingyu, which is quite different from that before.

Is the cold ice soul he uses now his powerful killing move?

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a killing move!"

Hongliang's eyes were also slightly frozen. His son died in his hands and was not wronged.

"Hongliang, it's time for you to avenge me for pushing me off the city wall!"

Chu Xingyu's words made Hong Liang laugh loudly.

"Ha ha, ha ha, it's ridiculous. It's so ridiculous."

"Chu Xingyu, I praise you a little. Do you really think you are heaven?"

"The soul of cold ice is vulnerable in front of me!"

"Don't say that the cold ice martial spirit can kill me, that is, he can hurt me a little, even if I lose!"

The loud laughter continued. The killing move cold ice martial soul that Chu Xingyu relied on was just a little stronger for himself.

As long as I move, I can make Chu Xing rain die without a place to bury.

"Really?"

Chu Xingyu sneered, and then the whole blade made a fierce stroke!

Cang!

A cold light lit up from the sky.

Shua!

As soon as the blade changed, the whole figure of the young man in white and the blade turned into a silver light and ran towards Hongliang.

"Chu Xingyu's sword skills are really powerful. It's well deserved to be able to kill Zhan Xingwen with one sword!"

"His mastery of sword skills can't even keep up with me. No wonder he dares to challenge the elder with this move!"

The two elders on the high platform couldn't help showing a look of admiration.

They were in opposition to Chu Xingyu.

But in the constant battle, the two elders not only didn't take any advantage of Chu Xingyu, but still suffered a great loss.

The world of martial arts, the strong is respected. Chu Xingyu's strength makes them admire and pay a little respect to his younger opponent.

"No matter how strong the sword skill is, he is right, but the elder of the martial arts realm. Between the two strengths, heaven and earth, Chu Xingyu will die!"

One side elder disdain words, let two people agree.

Chu Xing rain is strong, but it is more powerful. If you encounter it, Chu Xing rain will die.

WOW!

Between these several interest rates, the Chu star rain of the unity of man and sword reached a distance of less than three meters.

It seems that if this sword goes down, you can let Hongliang's life be confessed to the challenge arena.

However, the loud waving hurricane also arrived in front of Chu Xingyu.

"Die!"

With a loud roar, the hurricanes staggered and the sword light flickered.

A mighty force burst from the challenge arena.

Boom!

The crowd could not see the scene on the challenge arena for a moment because of the smoke.

"Is Chu Xingyu dead?"

"Isn't this nonsense? If you are hit by a powerful blow, even Da Luo Jinxian can't resist it."

Mo Yong's eyes brightened when he heard the elder's conversation. The task given to him by the hall Lord Liu Xie has been completed now.

However, just as he was about to return to the penalty hall, the restlessness of the students in the audience attracted his attention.

On the challenge arena, the smoke had dissipated. Moyong turned his head and his pupils narrowed sharply.

This... What the hell is this?

Moyong was stunned!

Chu Xingyu is not dead!

The young man in white stood with a sword. His robe was as white as snow without any dust.

But Hongliang was very embarrassed. Half of his beard was frozen, and the other half was burnt.

"Chu Xingyu, I want you to die!"

A loud angry roar resounded through the audience.