Huaxian

Chapter 2200
Liu Chen was surprised, he didn't expect the lord of Happy Forest to be such a suave young hero, he thought he would be an old man.

"Young Master Liu, this is Tonghe Young Hero, and also the lord of our Happy Forest."

"Shaoxia Tonghe, really is a good name!" Liu Chen sighed in his heart, presumably the lord of the Happy Forest should have everything.

"Before I fought here without permission, please don't take offense, young man."

"Where to say, Mr. Liu can defeat the young masters in the Huangsha territory at a young age, and his achievements in the future must be limitless."

"I like to make friends like Mr. Liu!"

Zhuang Tonghe laughed loudly, and then hurriedly pulled Liu Chen into his seat.

Liu Chen understood, this fellow and young hero came to make friends, presumably the other party must be interested in his potential.

Someone like Liu Chen, as long as he enters the Harmony and Accessibility Realm, he must be quite a tyrannical existence.

Maybe in the future, you can enter the higher heaven and man and one realm!
Such elites and various forces want to win over.

Zhuang Tonghe was naturally one step ahead, and he had other plans.

After chatting for a while, Liu Chen admired Zhuang Tonghe even more.

No matter in terms of martial arts or experience, this person is far beyond his peers.

Liu Chen exchanged some martial arts profound meanings with him and got a lot of enlightenment.

In the end, without further delay, he cupped his fists and bid farewell.

"Young man, why don't you just talk about our matter?" The middle-aged man in purple clothes was puzzled: "I think he shouldn't refuse after knowing the truth."

"No!" Zhuang Tonghe shook his head: "Such a person is like a nine-day war dragon. He will not bow his head. We just need to befriend him."

"Maybe, at the critical point, he will surprise us."

Zhuang Tonghe waved the paper fan with a free and easy face: "Don't investigate him, let alone follow him."

"Remember, you can't make him feel any dislike for us!"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man in purple clasped his fists respectfully and saluted.

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After Liu Chen left the Happy Forest, he ran towards Roland City.

As far as he knew, Final Feihong was in Roland City.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Roland City was still brightly lit and crowded with people.

Especially in those martial arts fields, the voices were even more shocking.

Liu Chen flew across the sky like a streamer, and flew towards the suburbs at high speed.

It was very desolate there, with no lights, let alone martial arts practitioners, only a faint moonlight, and it was very quiet.

If you look carefully, you will see that this is a dilapidated old house.

The cobwebs are everywhere, the dust is thick, and everything nearby shows that no one has visited this place for a long time.

However, in this quiet ancient house, there was only one person sitting upright.

Sitting under the moonlight, this figure looked a little lonely.

However, if you look carefully, you can see another kind of true energy fluctuation.

Moreover, from time to time, there are one after another cold brilliance emitting from below.

The brilliance was very sharp, like cold ice, piercing one's consciousness with pain.

This figure was of course Zhong Feihong, who happened to be wiping the sword in his hand at this moment.

The big knife was black all over and had a simple appearance. At first glance, it looked like a normal sword, nothing unusual.

However, Zhong Feihong's expression was very serious, as if he was facing the most precious treasure between heaven and earth, his movements were very gentle, and he wiped every part of the sword very clean.

For him, this pitch-black sword is his life.

Liu Chen drove at a high speed all the way, and finally reached the top of the castle. When he saw Zhong Feihong below, he didn't make a sound, but watched quietly.

This is a kind of respect for Zhong Feihong. As a swordsman, he also knows the importance of weapons to a martial arts practitioner.

Especially sword repair, sword repair people who practice martial arts, even more regard it as life.

Moreover, he often wiped the Liuyun Feixing sword and Xinghen sword. Whenever this time, he was very calm, so he knew that the final Feihong at this time could not be disturbed.

Liu Chen slowly landed in the old house.

In the end, Feihong didn't turn his head back, and was still slowly wiping the black sword. With his fighting power, he should have discovered Liu Chen's existence, but he didn't seem to know.

Time flows, and the time of the three incense sticks has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period of time, Zhong Feihong had been quietly cleaning his pitch-black sword, while Liu Chen stood quietly like a stone statue.

When Feihong finished wiping, he firmly held the big knife in his hand.

Then, a huge change took place in his whole temperament, it was no longer lonely as before, but replaced by a cold and sharp one.

His whole body is like a knife, arrogant and sharp to the limit.

"Come on, I will hold back nothing in this battle!"

Finally, Feihong knew that he was not familiar with Liu Chen, and that the other party could wait quietly for the time of the three incense sticks, so he must want to fight him.

"it is good!"

Liu Chen said sharply, and then pulled out the Flying Cloud and Flying Star Sword from his waist.

An even more fierce and ferocious air gushed out, filling the surroundings of the ancient house.

The four eyes met each other, like the shadow of a sword, causing the whole sky to cough and cough.

"We will win with one move!"

Zhong Feihong said, his voice was very cold, like the edge of a blade.

Liu Chen was shocked, then nodded.

No matter what method the opponent adopts, he will not be defeated.

To other martial arts practitioners, one move to determine the outcome seems like a fantasy, but for sword repair and knife repair, one move is already enough.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the coercion continued to rise, like a sword and a sky knife, standing in the ancient house.

Around the two people, there are thousands of sword lights and sword shadows, forming a special area.

That force is very terrifying, even if a quasi-celestial master enters, he will be strangled immediately.

Although the two of them didn't make a move, the fluctuation of true energy seemed to make people tremble.

However, the infuriating fluctuations did not stop and continued to rise rapidly.

Liu Chen was very cautious, he had to use all his fighting power for this move.

Thousands of sword glows gathered behind him, and the afterimage of a holy dragon roared to the sky.

The sound was so powerful that it exploded the air above.

In front of him, an afterimage of a sharp sword appeared.

Although the dragon head and the sword body were a little dim, they were filled with a shocking force.

Facing him, Zhong Feihong's eyes shrank, and he naturally felt the tremendous pressure brought by the dragon's head and sharp sword.

With a light drink, he also used the Germination of the Soul of Fighting.

His fighting spirit was of course the sword fighting spirit, and the sprouting of the sword soul combined with the pitch-black sword in his hand, making Zhong Feihong's coercion stronger again.

The pitch-black broadsword that looked like a simple and unpretentious one was now like black jade, overflowing with crystal brilliance, and a shocking wave of true energy leaked out from it.

The two young men, however, overflowed with terrifying strength comparable to that of a heavenly master. If anyone was here, their jaws would drop in shock.

Because the spirit of these two people is too strong, they can even fight against the Heavenly Master.

Liu Chen was equally astonished, he was right in his guess, Feihong's fighting power was very strong, and he was probably the best among young masters.

His aura of coercion is even stronger than that of Zheng Jialiang!
I'm afraid that the opponent is only a layer of paper away from the real fighting spirit.

This is a very powerful opponent, Liu Chen believes that the winner of this battle will definitely be able to quickly condense the real fighting spirit.

Therefore, this time he must win.

The two stalemate, looking for each other's loopholes, planning to defeat the enemy with one move.

They put all their energy on each other's body, and they didn't have any extra energy to explore the surrounding situation.

At this time, another figure flashed quickly above the ancient house.

This figure was covered in black mist.Like a ghost, without a trace of true energy fluctuations.

His eyes were cold, staring at Liu Chen's figure, like a skilled hunter watching his prey.

He is also waiting, waiting for the best mobile phone opportunity.

Below, Liu Chen's figure was tall and straight, his whole body was filled with fluctuations of the sword spirit's true energy. At this time, he had raised his energy to the highest level.

This is his best mobile phone opportunity. If he misses it, he will have to wait for a long time.

As a sword cultivator, he would definitely not hesitate when making a move, so immediately, Liu Chen grasped the dragon-shaped sharp sword and stabbed out quickly.

However, the moment he struck, the man in black under the black mist laughed silently, a black spear appeared in his hand, and he threw it quickly.

The whole body of this spear is black, different from the pitch black of Zhong Feihong's sword, this kind of black is a color of death and coldness, as if there are countless powers of resentment mixed in it.

Like a thunderbolt from the underworld, this shot is reaching its limit.

The sky shattered, thousands of cracks appeared, and the spear walked behind Liu Chen in an instant.

Liu Chen was originally concentrating and put all his energy on Zhong Feihong, but he didn't expect a strong murderous aura to suddenly come from behind him.

This made him pause in his heart, and his whole body tensed up.

At a critical moment, he gave up attacking Feihong, and he mustered all his strength to resist the heavy blow from behind.

In an instant, a layer of bright red armor appeared on his body, forming the most powerful defense.At the same time, the dragon-shaped sword swung backwards, and the sword energy radiated in all directions like a divine practice.

Like three thousand thunderbolts, they rushed towards the back.

Still, he underestimated the mortal danger.

The dark spear, exuding a ghostly aura all over its body, rushed towards it like a dark river.

On top of it, filled with the roar of thousands of evil spirits, turning the surrounding area into a hell of the underworld.

clang!
Liu Chen's sharp sword hit the spearhead, but the spear still stabbed him.

Suddenly, the spear pierced his body.

The spear carried a shocking wave of death energy, piercing through Liu Chen in an instant.

This shot was too powerful, even though Liu Chen had the fire-fighting armor to protect him, he was still defeated.

Moreover, that force brought Liu Chen's body back all the way, nailing him to a boulder without saying anything.

call!call!
The huge boulders on the rockery with a height of several tens of feet couldn't bear the force at all, so they exploded apart from each other, turning into dust and floating in the air along with the blood mist.

Until he smashed through seven rockeries, Liu Chen fell into ruins.

Zhong Feihong next to him was shocked, and he did not expect that there would be a strong man hiding beside him when the two confronted each other.

But he didn't do anything, but put away the big knife and watched quietly.

He knew that a strong man like Liu Chen would not have died if he hadn't been hit in the vitals.

Therefore, the next fight did not require him to do anything at all.

After one move was successful, the mysterious man hidden under the black mist appeared, and the black mist dispersed all over his body, walking in the void like a Rakshasa in the underworld.

The speed was very fast, and he had already reached the middle of the old house in the blink of an eye.

He didn't look at Liu Chen, but stared at Zhong Feihong closely, with a trace of deep scruples in his expression.

Liu Chen was stabbed by him, and he seemed to be crippled. There was no need to be afraid, but Feihong was still intact. If the opponent attacked, with his terrifying fighting power, he would not be able to take down the opponent for a while, and he might even be turned back by the opponent. kill.

However, what made him happy was that Zhong Feihong didn't intend to make a move.

Heaving a sigh of relief, the mysterious man no longer paid attention to Zhong Feihong, but turned his head to look at the ruins ahead.

(End of this chapter)