Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 737 Breakthrough in Battle
Nangong Min secretly scolded Qing Baili for being cunning, if he had known he would not have opened his mouth, Qing Baili would have troubled Mo Chen anyway.

But now that the words have been spoken, he has to defend the rules of Daxia.

"Little friend Mo Chen, making friends with martial arts is a matter for warriors. You have violated the rules by intervening. How about this? Because you are also in the realm of the emperor, you need to fight with the warriors in the realm of the emperor, and you won. , you can leave."

After thinking about it, Nangong Min said that he was not sure about Mo Chen and dared not make a move. After all, victory or defeat would not benefit him at all, and if Emperor Zun made a move, it would seem a bit bullying. It's the most fair, and he knows that there is a person who also hates Mo Chen.

"Who wants to come down and exchange a word or two." Nangong Min looked at the many warriors of the royal tour and said.

The warriors around looked at him and took half a step back, for fear of being called out. Although Mo Chen was at the bottom of the realm, the scene of defeating Guo Yong before was still in their minds. Without Qixiu's strength, who would dare to go up? .

"Mo Chen, do you dare to fight?"

At this moment, Qian Jinglong walked out slowly, causing a faint smile to appear on the corner of Nangong Min's mouth.

The black and white warrior hiding in the void was slightly taken aback, the white warrior's face was slightly condensed, and said: "Jing Long is too impulsive, that Nangong Min is obviously using him to test Mo Chen, he is so impatient."

The black-clothed warrior smiled and said, "What's the matter? Although Mo Chen is powerful, he is still only the seventh level of the Emperor Tour. Jing Long has already stepped into the emperor's rank. A fight will vent all the previous anger. It is the performance of our generation of warriors who are happy and enmity."

The warrior in white shook his head and said, "Even Qing Baili and Nangong Min are trying to avoid it, but Jing Long's heart is not as good as these two."

While speaking, his spiritual consciousness was circulating, Qian Jinglong should not be impulsive if he wants to transmit sound transmission, at least, don't fight Mo Chen in front of the heroes of the world, but Qian Jinglong just ignores his voice transmission and directly blocks his voice transmission.

His hatred for Mo Chen is too strong, today, he should have stepped into Emperor Zun, but such an opportunity was snatched away by Mo Chen, and the gap between him and the top young generation widened again, how could he not be hated.

Mo Chen sneered and said: "Is this the so-called hero's banquet? A banquet is nothing more than a group of fools yelling and making friends with martial arts. I don't think you are even qualified to mention martial arts."

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense."

Qian Jinglong took a step forward and said sarcastically: "Wu Ke is not for lifting, but for hitting. In a word, dare or not?"

While speaking, his aura also began to rise, and the coercion that could faintly touch the emperor made everyone feel a little depressed.

Mo Chen smiled disdainfully: "You are not qualified to ask me if I dare, because I don't bother to take action against you."

"Disdain?"

Qian Jinglong was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious. After all, he was also one of the best in Qixiu, but he was so despised by others, and his rage continued to burn.

"Ha ha!"

In anger, Qian Jinglong laughed wildly, and then swooped out without warning, dancing wildly with a big knife in his hand, and said angrily: "I want to see, what right do you have to disdain?"

"Kong has strength but no brains. He deserves to be used by others." Mo Chen shook his head and smiled, and helped Nanan Rongruo sit down beside him.

"Death to me!"

Qian Jinglong shot angrily, the light of the knife shattered the space, like lightning falling in front of Mo Chen, trying to split it into pieces.

Mo Chen turned with one hand, the Meteor Sword went up, and a beam of sword light suddenly flew out, making a whistling sound, and collided with Qianjinglong's knife light.

"boom!"

The edge of the blade swayed in one place, turned into countless fragments and spread in all directions, sweeping and shattering the collapsed palace, turning into specks of dust, flying all over the sky.

In an instant, the Fujian Prince's Mansion seemed to be in the desert, and the sky was full of dust like a sandstorm, which made many people unable to open their eyes, and retreated instinctively.

Mo Chen stood indifferently, it seemed that he hadn't used his full strength in one move.

Qian Jinglong's eyes sank. His random move was just to test Mo Chen's strength, but he didn't expect it to be evenly divided. It seems that Mo Chen's combat power is indeed very strong, but this does not affect his inner killing intent.

"You are only the seventh level of the Royal Tour, let's see how you beat me, you will be turned into ashes with one claw!"

Qian Jinglong turned the back of the big knife into a claw with one hand, and grabbed Mo Chen's head fiercely, the space was torn apart, the terrifying power seemed to crush it directly.

The two elders of Badaomen looked dignified, and the warrior in white said softly: "Jing Long's strength and talent are good, but his character is lacking. After this marriage recruitment conference is over, he must be reformed. Xinxing, otherwise, in the future hegemony, I am afraid that there will be many detours, and even, it is very likely to fall halfway."

The black-clothed warrior disagreed, and said, "I think Jing Long has a good heart, revenge for revenge, revenge for grudges, this is the arrogance that a warrior should have."

The warrior in white shook his head and said: "Domineering is good, if someone else uses it as a spear, then it is not domineering, but an idiot."

The black-clothed warrior said: "Even if a mere warrior of the seventh level of Huangyou is used as a spearman once in a while, he will kill a god when he meets a god, and kill a Buddha when he meets a Buddha."

The warrior in white sighed softly, "I hope so."

The two quietly looked at the battlefield below, but their expressions were completely opposite, one was excited, and the other was calm.

Mo Chen looked at the ugly claw, with a look of sarcasm on his face, and said coldly: "Since you want to see it, then you can watch it."

With a flick of his long sword, the power of the ninth-level top-rank organ rhyme swayed wildly, and the extremely powerful organ rhyme pressure bloomed. Before the sword energy spread, it made people feel an extremely depressing aura rushing towards their faces.

The power of Qi Yun spread like flowing water, forcibly blocking the Qi of Qianjinglong's claw, making the latter's expression suddenly sink.

"Break it for me!"

He erupted with all his strength, pouring his vitality into one claw crazily, tearing apart the space, tearing up everything, trying to break through the power of the organ rhyme.

"Breakthrough!"

Mo Chen calmly swung his sword downwards, the sword was like a rainbow, split the sky, and continuously shattered the opponent's paw prints, and moved towards Qianjinglong to suppress it.

"hiss!"

Qian Jinglong's heart was shocked, that sword formula was so powerful, it shattered his attack instantly, feeling the powerful aura, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Splitting the Sky, it's really a Splitting the Sky!"

At the same time, somewhere in the void, a faint wave came, and an extremely handsome man in green suddenly leaned out from the void, with his hands on his back, looking at the battlefield below in surprise.

"What a strong sword intent." The man in Tsing Yi murmured, his face returned to calm, like a carved stone statue, without any waves, but his eyes were staring at Mo Chen, as if he wanted to apply for something.

"Thousands of heroes try their best to fight for the front, and a single blow is in vain!"

Qian Jinglong let out a loud roar, the blade clanged, and the vitality flow circulated, the terrifying momentum of the blade went upstream and met Mo Chen's sword art.

"Boom!"

The blades and swords collided fiercely and intertwined with each other, and there was a feeling of being evenly matched.

The next moment, Qianjinglong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a strong flame suddenly appearing on the sword glow, and the terrible destructive aura made him feel an unprecedented danger.

"How could it be so strong, break it!" He roared, raising the strength in his hand to the extreme.

Boom!

However, despite this, his sword glow continued to shatter, and the flaming sword energy continued to fall, burning the space around him, wrapping it layer by layer, making him panic.

Nanan Rongruo, who was sitting on the sidelines, looked at this scene in astonishment. She knew that Mo Chen's fighting power was extremely strong, but she never thought that he could suppress Qianjinglong, who had stepped into the Emperor's Zun. His fighting power was absolutely comparable to Regal.

Nangong Min, Shu Hanhe and Qing Baili all looked at this scene with complicated expressions.

The seventh level of Huangyou, who has such combat power, can suppress Qianjinglong to death. The most terrifying thing is that he is not yet twenty. If he is allowed to grow, he will definitely be a deterrent figure, and become a hero on their way to domination. The strongest enemy.

"How is it possible that Jing Long was suppressed so hard!"

The black-clothed warrior in the void, the excitement gradually subsided, turned into a look of horror, and some couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

The expression of the white-clothed warrior became more serious, and suddenly, his body jerked, and there was a look of surprise in his gloomy eyes, as if he saw the changes in Qian Jinglong through layers of space.

Looking at the burning flame and sword energy, Qian Jinglong suddenly showed an excited grin on his terrified face, and said, "Haha, Mo Chen, maybe I still need to thank you."

Everyone was inexplicably shocked by the sudden words. He was surrounded by the opponent's sword energy, and he still wanted to thank him. Could it be that his brain was beaten stupid.

However, the eyes of Nangong Min, Qing Baili, Shu Hanhe and Nanan Rongruo shrank suddenly.

Qianjinglong, who was in the flaming sword aura, suddenly shook his body, and a powerful aura burst out, knocking back the flaming sword aura a lot.

"boom!"

As the powerful aura oscillated, the entire space seemed to start to tremble, the flaming sword energy was continuously dispersed, and the aura of the imperial peak climbed up in an instant, and the aura of the emperor surged wildly.

"Hiss, broke through, actually broke through in battle!"

Surprised exclamations came from all around, accompanied by the sound of astonishment, no one expected that Qian Jinglong would break through the realm under the pressure, and finally stepped into the dreamed realm with both feet.

Whether it is Nangong Min and other emperor warriors, or the emperor warriors around, they are all shocked, and at the same time they are looking forward to this battle.

Qian Jinglong, who was originally suppressed, instantly dissipated Mo Chen's flame and sword energy after stepping into the emperor. I don't know if he can turn defeat into victory and defeat Mo Chen in one go.

"This... turned out to be a breakthrough, what a surprise." The black-clothed warrior in the void was startled at first, then overjoyed, and said with a smile: "It seems that pressure can make people grow, it's true, the current situation When a dragon enters Emperor Zun, its combat power is incomparable, so Mo Chen is probably defeated."

The black-clothed warrior was not as excited as he was, but the seriousness on his face eased a lot.

Seeing this, Zeng Wenyu in the sky above Minwang Mansion showed an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth, not to mention Qian Jinglong, even if Qing Baili made a move, he didn't think he could beat Mo Chen.

"Mo Chen, let me see how else you can beat me?"

Qian Jinglong took advantage of the situation and stepped out, and the aura of Emperor Zun spread out like a flood.

Stepping into Emperor Zun allowed him to find the self-confidence he thought he had, and the confidence that belonged to a top young hero. The terrifying pressure of Emperor Zun continued to slap Mo Chen, as if he wanted to settle all the old and new grudges he owed.

"The second form of Tyrant Saber, Qianqiu is in vain!"

Qian Jinglong slashed out with a knife, cutting all of Mo Chen's flaming sword energy, and the power of the sword was astounding, smashing the control and cutting towards Mo Chen.

(End of this chapter)