"Yes, better than before!"

Wang Kun said with a smile: "take my second move, one finger breaks the sky!"

Hands together, a surging sword spirit, suddenly blooming in the air.

With the appearance of the sword Qi, Xiao Chen feels that the sword Qi directly locks on himself, and constantly condenses Zhenyuan in the sword Qi, and breathes the sharp edge.

"This is the unique" potential "of martial arts sage and strong man. This boy is finished Angry waves in the heart.

The reason why the martial sage is stronger than the martial god is that he can use "potential" with the help of the potential of heaven and earth.

As soon as Xiao Chen's face congealed, the immortal yuan in his body surged. Like Wang Kun, his two fingers were close together, and two different colors of light interweaved together.

"Broken!" Wang Kun spits out a word, the sword breath is breathing infinite sword awn, facing Xiao Chen to cut down!

"Ten pulse sword!" Seeing the invisible sword in the air, two amazing swords collided with them in the air, and broke out and scattered everywhere. The swords made deep marks on the challenge arena.

In the martial arts arena, looking at the two people standing on the challenge arena, they both took a breath of cool air.

"What a terrible sword spirit, even I'm afraid I can't stop it!" Some of them were shocked.

Qiu Tianyi looks at the two people on the stage. His face is dull. Compared with Xiao Chen, he is afraid that he is really a toad.

"It turned out that he was so strong that if he directly attacked me, he would not be able to carry a move!" Song Ning looks at Xiao Chen with a look of shock in her eyes. Thinking of the pill, she starts to feel ready to move.

"You are much better than you were." Wang Kun said with a faint smile.

"The times are progressing, and I will naturally become stronger." Xiao Chen light return way.

"Well, I'd love to see if you can pick me up!" Wang Kun said with a smile. His face was full of confidence. If he could defeat Xiao Chen with one move, he would have confidence to defeat Xiao Chen again.

"Come on Xiao Chen hooks his fingers, which is very provocative.

Wang Kun was not angry, but said with a faint smile: "I will let you recognize the gap between us again."

"Crack the sky fist!" Wang Kun's faint voice sounded, and then he slowly raised his fist. At the same time, the wind and clouds surged in the arena, and the aura of the whole leiling Valley converged towards Wang Kun's fist.

His fist is full of fierce breath, which is extremely terrifying.

"The power of terror!"

"Even if it's so far away, you can feel the strength of the fist. I'm afraid that if the fist goes on, Wushen Jiuchong can't stop it!"

"It's terrible. It's a rare talent in the wilderness for a hundred years. I'm afraid Xiao Chen will lose!" Crazy cloud swallowed saliva and said to himself.

"The little Lord will not belong." A voice refutes the crazy cloud's words, let him can't help looking at the four chrysanthemums nearby.

See four chrysanthemum eyes through the look is very firm.

"He's our master, and he won't lose."

Four chrysanthemum face is full of confident look, they are very confident to Xiao Chen.

"Can he really carry it?" Crazy cloud can't help looking at the martial arts stage!

"Crack the sky fist!"

Wang Kun's light way, all over the body, a strong breath is released, the martial saint's triple strength, without any reservation, wants to blow the sky apart!

Zhenyuan is boiling, and Wang Kun's fist hits Xiao Chen directly.

"Bloody evil spirit fist!" With Xiao Chen's voice falling, the terrible evil spirit comes in an instant, and red Xianyuan condenses on Xiao Chen's fist. With Xiao Chen's continuous killing, the evil spirit becomes heavier and stronger.

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