Huaxian

Chapter 1951

Cheng Leyong was also angry, she just wanted to tear Liu Chen apart.

"Cheng Kaiji, it's my uncle's intention that you can attack Liu Chen during the martial arts competition later."

The uncle in this person's mouth is of course Liu Chenming from the Liu family.

Yesterday, Liu Yanming had already said that the older generation could not make a move.

It is estimated that many young disciples will attack Liu Chen today.

Oh no!Oh no!
The little white ape kept jumping on the table, eating very happily.

Until now, Liu Chen hadn't discovered what the little white ape was doing on purpose.

However, this product is very edible.

In the distance, the disciples of the Liu family saw Liu Chen with different expressions.

The youths beside Liu Yunlai were all full of sarcasm, looking at Liu Chen with contempt.

"Hmph, it's really strange that this idiot can come here!"

"I heard that he can practice, but he probably won't be much stronger!"

"That's right, at the cultivation level of the third level where three flowers gather together, brother Yunlai can crush him to death with a single finger!"

But some young people outside have excited expressions.

Especially the man and woman next to Liu Yanming.

"Brother Chen, it's really Brother Chen!"

"Father, why doesn't Brother Chen sit with us?" The girl asked innocently.

Liu Yanming fondled the girl's hair and said softly, "Not now."

"Hurry up, he will be back soon!"

Feeling their eyes, Liu Chen smiled and shook his hand.

The little white ape on the table also collapsed and jumped, grimacing happily.

On the other hand, Qiu Zhixin kept screaming: "I didn't expect Xing Wende to come too!"

Liu Chen looked at a young man in the distance.

Wearing a crimson gown, he looked down upon the crowd, exuding a faint domineering aura.

When it hit his body, flames danced from time to time, and the ten-thousand-year-old ice around him showed signs of melting.

Xing Wende, ranked first on the Crouching Tiger list, even Liu Yunlai is not his opponent.

"The person opposite him is Fairy Xing!" Qing Ji said in shock.

Star Fairy Xingzhu, No. 2 on the Crouching Tiger List, second only to Xing Wende in combat power.

In addition to being tyrannical in combat, she is extremely beautiful, and she looks like she doesn't eat fireworks.

Many of the male disciples around here were quietly looking at her with admiration in their eyes.

Naturally, there are also many people who look at Fairy Kongling again.

In terms of appearance, the two are similar, but each has its own style.

Beside the ethereal fairy, sat a stern young man.

He was silent and drank there alone.

Holding the cup in one hand, the other hand was pressing on the big knife later, and never left quickly.

This should be Cen Anping.Liu Chen estimated in his heart that he felt an extremely fierce aura from the young man's body.

As if sensing Liu Chen's gaze, Cen Anping looked this way.

Those eyes were like sharp blades.

The bodies of the people around Liu Chen twitched, as if being hit by a big knife, that feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

Only Liu Chen was unaffected, the sword spirit in his body surged with fighting spirit, resisting this sharp gaze.

"This kind of breath is similar to my sword soul fighting intent, could it be the sword intent?" Liu Chen was very surprised.

"It seems that the strong man on the Crouching Tiger List is definitely not in vain!"

Seeing that Liu Chen was not affected, Cen Anping was also very surprised. He stared at Liu Chen seriously, as if to confirm something.

However, when he saw Liu Chen's cultivation level, he immediately lost interest, shook his head and stopped paying attention.

More and more people sat down, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

Liu Chen looked at it once, and got a general understanding in his heart.

The most powerful three are Xing Wende, Xingzhu and Liu Yunlai, they are the top three on the crouching tiger list.

Further down, there are Ice Fairy, Cen Anping and the others, who are the powerhouses of the second echelon.

And there are more people in the third echelon, Cheng Kaiji, Cheng Leyong, Qiu Zhixin, Qing Ji and others are all in the third echelon.

Liu Chen compared his combat power with them, and he felt that if it was just a competition, his position might barely be able to enter the second echelon.

Liu Chen was not discouraged, he was different from others, strictly speaking, he had only practiced for less than a year.

In one year, from a young man who knows nothing to his fighting power at this moment, it is enough to surprise everyone!

If it is a life-and-death battle, it will be another phenomenon.

Liu Chen had a lot of trump cards in his hands, and it was not difficult to kill the martial arts practitioners in the second echelon.

Naturally, those people are all disciples of big gangs, and they must have many trump cards in their hands.

With a general understanding of his combat effectiveness in his heart, Liu Chen waited for the banquet to begin.

Not long after, a group of people walked towards this side, and the first person was the Suzerain of the Chaohan Sect.

The first person is a middle-aged scholar who looks very elegant.

Many people were taken aback, they didn't expect the world-renowned head of Chaoxue faction to look like this.

However, if you really regard him as a scholar, you will be fooled!

The deacons of many big gangs greeted him with smiles, and the head of Chaohan faction responded with a smile.

Then, there are some congratulatory speeches, performances, banquets and the like.

This process lasted about two hours. Everyone was full of wine and food, and began to look forward to the next performance.

"Then there will be a martial arts competition between the various sects and aristocratic families. I hope everyone can stop there, so as not to hurt the peace!" The deacon of the Chaohan faction said every word.

Many young martial arts practitioners are very enthusiastic and look like they are sharpening their knives.

"I don't know who would be the first to come up?" Chaohan faction deacon said with a smile.

A young man rushed to the square and saluted all parties.

"I've seen all the seniors, I'm Feng Yinian in the Demon Extermination Hall." The young man paused, "I don't know which hero is willing to accompany me to do two tricks?"

"I'll try!"

With a flash of his body, another young man quickly jumped onto the square.

"Di Han Chenzong, Chang Xinyi!"

Feng Yinian smiled softly, and a circle of light appeared behind him, like the sun.

"The Roaring Fist of Fire!"

With a fierce punch, Feng Yinian's back was full of brilliance, high temperature gushed out, and the surrounding ice and snow were instantly roasted.

Liu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the two people in the field seriously. He found that there was a faint real flame beating on Feng Yinian's body, and he was a little surprised by the destructive power.

"Soul Fight Slash!"

After finishing speaking, a gleam flashed in Chang Xinyi's eyes, his body flashed, and a silver sharp sword pierced the sky with an extremely fierce sword aura.

Both of them are in the realm of three flowers gathered to top the fourth heaven, and their combat prowess is comparable.

In addition, the profound meanings they use are very dazzling, and there is a feeling of pleasing to the eye.

"The wind breaks!"

Feng Yinian swung his fist quickly, and a fire phoenix more than tens of meters long flew out of his fist, making waves of screams.

With countless lava in it, the fire bird fiercely rushed towards Chang Xinyi.

In an instant, the power of the sword spirit on Chang Xinyi's body seemed to be boiling, twisting and deforming constantly.

The flames just burned the defense of the sword spirit outside, but did not burn Chang Xinyi.

"Brother, you have high means, Chang admires you!"

Chang Xin felt terrified and could only admit defeat.

"Accept!" Feng Yinian smiled.

"Both of these two people have the fighting power of the top 45 in the crouching tiger list, and their kung fu is right." Deacon Lin said with a smile while wiggling his beard.

"Qiu Zhixin, go and try."

After hearing this, Qiu Zhixin stood up and walked quickly into the square.

"Ziweilou Qiu Zhixin, come here to learn."

Liu Chen was slightly surprised, he only saw Qiu Zhixin and Qing Ji fighting on the way to Chaohan faction, so he didn't know the details.

"Look at the fist!"

Feng Yinian finished greeting, and then punched out with both fists, the strong power of the sword spirit turned into a sea of ​​flames and spread to the surroundings.

"Frozen Ice Wind Brawl!"

Qiu Zhixin smiled lightly, and countless shadows of palms spewed out, like a blue ocean, carrying countless coercive air.

On that day, he was able to resist against a dozen gluttonous robbers.Combat power is definitely not ordinary.

The two forces melted into each other, forming a white cloud that covered the surroundings.

"The wind breaks the ice!"

Without hesitation, Feng Yinian delivered the most powerful blow.

A giant bird, bathed in flames, soared upwards, and threw itself at Qiu Zhixin viciously.

Many young disciples exclaimed, they vividly remember this trick.

Qiu Zhixin didn't panic, but used his spiritual power to find the fire bird's flaw.

Liu Chen smiled slightly, he knew that Qiu Zhixin was sure to win.

This is the ability to quickly find the other party's flaws with a strong divine sense.This advantage can be more important than simple strength.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, Qiu Zhixin's eyes lit up, and his momentum suddenly exploded, and he was about to counterattack. .

"Qinglong goes to sea!"

Following this violent shout, the power of the sword spirit in the body vibrated, and a blue war dragon was condensed, which was ferocious and terrifying.

The blue war dragon rushed towards the Firebird in mid-air, and happened to bite the weak point of its sword spirit power.

Feng Yinian's face turned pale, and he kept stepping back.

At least he took a step back before he stabilized his body.

"admire!"

Suppressing the chaotic power of the sword spirit in his body, Feng Yinian couldn't calm down and said for a long time.

"it is good!"

The young disciples cheered loudly and kept applauding.

Deacon Lin also stroked his beard and smiled slightly: "Okay, Qiu Zhixin's Blizzard Fighting Kung Fu has been mastered!"

"Mal Gobi! I'll meet you!" After speaking, the sword energy moved, like lightning across the sky.

Qiu Zhixin's complexion became gloomy, this person didn't even say hello, and he did it without saying a word, he was really too arrogant!
"Wind Brawl!"

Immediately, the palm shadows were like waves, one after another, rushing forward.

"It's useless. You Zi'an has practiced Bailianjian to 60.00% of the heat, and his combat power ranks forty on the Crouching Tiger List. He is not at all able to resist!"

A group of disciples from Huwang Temple laughed coldly, but Cheng Kaiji watched Liu Chen closely.

Chi Chi!
Huge waves several meters high.

The sword light was as powerful as a broken bamboo, like a green dragon coming out of a cave.

Porf!
Qiu Zhixin's body-protecting sword spirit power was stabbed, and the blood was stained red.

Fortunately, he was wearing armor, and the sword didn't hurt his vitals.

But that extremely fierce attack caused his left shoulder to crack open.

Once the blow was successful, the wanderer from Huwang Temple didn't stop, but continued to draw the sword.

Deacon Lin's expression darkened, and he snorted coldly.

Everyone could see that Qiu Zhixin had already been defeated, but the people from Tiger King Temple still attacked, this was obviously provocative!

Liu Chen's face also turned cold, he knew that Huwang Temple held grudges against him, and Qiu Zhixin was just affected.

Chi porphyrin!

The dazzling sword energy lit up and chopped on Qiu Zhixin's body, causing him to vomit blood. He suddenly took a few steps back, and then staggered.

Bah!
Qiu Zhixin landed on the ground, his face pale as paper.

"Oh, I didn't control the strength well, sorry."

You Zi'an's tone was full of provocation.

Everyone was silent, many people had heard about the Tiger King Temple and Liu Chen, but now that Liu Chen was in Ziwei Building, of course it caused Tiger King Temple's displeasure.

Several disciples of Ziweilou supported Qiu Zhixin down and onto his seat.

"Sorry, I'm the one who dragged you down." Liu Chen apologized and handed over a glass of medicinal wine.

Qiu Zhixin shook his head: "This guy is too domineering, he really treats me as a bully!"

"Let's recuperate first!" Deacon Lin said.

Deacon Lin and the others didn't blame Liu Chen, when they dragged Liu Chen to Ziwei Building's camp, they thought of this kind of thing.

But what they're sure of is that making friends with Liu Chen will do more good than harm!
In the square, You Zian had a domineering face.

He pointed his sword obliquely and looked at Liu Chen.

"Do you dare to come out and play?"

Liu Chen stood up slowly, looked at him indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "Since you think your life is too long, I will satisfy your request!"

His face was calm, as if he was talking about a very simple matter, or he had already regarded his opponent as a dead person.

(End of this chapter)