Chapter 6745 Pressure
The three monks gradually realized that Chen Xuan was not an opponent they could match. Despite their strong anger, they began to show timidity and hesitation in the face of Chen Xuan's clever dodges and precise counterattacks.
A trace of ridicule flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. He did not make a fatal move, but made the three of them feel endless pressure. His indifference was a tactic. In this way, he wanted to make his opponents realize their own powerlessness, thereby ending this situation. A senseless conflict.
The three monks gradually realized how powerful Chen Xuan was, and they began to be afraid, but their pride and shame were still in their hearts.
The hearts of the three monks were constantly fluctuating. The initial contempt and ridicule gradually turned into anxiety and fear. They realized that Chen Xuan's strength was beyond imagination. They were once full of confidence, but fell into extreme uneasiness under Chen Xuan's counterattack. .
The battle raged fiercely in the Dragon Valley. The sword energy was like flames and radiant. Chen Xuan was agile and agile, avoiding the opponent's attacks. At the same time, he fought back with precise swordsmanship. He did not seek to severely injure the three of them, but just wanted to use his own actions. Let your opponent recognize the reality.
The monks' attacks became more fierce. Not to be outdone, they tried to besiege Chen Xuan. One person releases blazing sky fire, another controls the thunder, and the third uses the power of water to form a violent water column.
Chen Xuan's figure flickered, seemingly blending into the sword light. He avoided attacks from three directions and remained calm at all times. When the sword light suddenly appeared, he made precise dodges and counterattacks against the monks' offensive. , the sword energy points directly at the opponent's weakness.
The monks gradually felt that they were in trouble. Although their attacks were fierce, they could not catch Chen Xuan's figure. The anxiety and fear in their hearts gradually spread during the fierce battle, and they began to feel desperate and powerless.
A trace of indifference flashed across Chen Xuan's eyes. He did not try his best, but his strength and determination were enough to suppress his opponents. His calmness and sharp swordsmanship put strong psychological pressure on his opponents. The monks felt that they were being controlled by an invisible force. controlled, which made them feel even more frightened and confused.
The three monks fell into conflicts and confusion. They thought this provocation would be an easy victory, but Chen Xuan's strength and calmness broke their self-confidence.
Although the monks still launched attacks, their hearts were full of doubts and fears. They felt that Chen Xuan's strength was far beyond their expectations, and they began to doubt their own judgment and strength. Anxiety spreads in their hearts, and every attack is carried with uncertainty.
Chen Xuan showed no sign of weakness in the fierce battle. Every move he made was precise and cold. His sword energy burned like heavenly fire, and the light of his sword flashed like electricity. Every counterattack pointed directly at the opponent's weakness, making it impossible for the monks to resist.
The monks' attacks became more violent. They tried to restrain Chen Xuan with more powerful force, but they felt trapped in an endless cycle. They gradually fell into despair. Facing Chen Xuan's calmness and sharpness, they felt that their own Confined and powerless.
Chen Xuan's indifference was like an invisible barrier, blocking his opponent's offensive.
Chen Xuan raised his eyes and looked at these people, his expression calm, but with a hint of impatience.
"leave me alone."
The three monks heard Chen Xuan's words, but they didn't take it seriously. Instead, they became even more aggressive. Their eyes flashed with provocation, and they were obviously here to stir up trouble.
Chen Xuan's expression changed slightly. He did not want to make grudges with others, but these people did not know what was wrong and were seeking their own death. He took a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he had made a decision in his heart.
"Since you are seeking death!" Before Chen Xuan could finish his words, the Suzaku soul in his hand instantly burst out with bright heavenly fire, turning into a heavenly fire phoenix and rushing towards the three of them.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and the heavenly fire was blazing. The scene suddenly burst into flames, and the momentum was fierce. Chen Xuan's figure was like lightning, and he nimbly avoided the enemy's attacks. The thousands of cloud swords in his hands danced, and the sword lights intertwined.
The three monks gritted their teeth. They thought they could defeat Chen Xuan easily, but unexpectedly found that their opponent's swift and exquisite swordsmanship was far beyond their imagination. Chen Xuan's cold eyes seemed to contain an invisible pressure, which made them feel a trace of oppression. despair.
The soul of Suzaku soars like a flaming phoenix, the power of heavenly fire burns the surrounding air, and the sword energy overflows, making it suffocating. Chen Xuan's figure is like a shadow, and each move combines the essence of Suzaku swordsmanship and the Ten Thousand Times Cloud Sword. The attacks were swift and precise, causing the three of them to retreat steadily.
After a fierce battle, the Suzaku Soul finally emitted the most splendid heavenly fire, burning up the cultivation of the three people. Chen Xuan put away the Soul indifferently, as if nothing had happened.
After Chen Xuan killed three monks, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he stood quietly on the land where the battle had taken place. He took a deep breath and looked at the corpses of the monks who fell to the ground. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He slowly stepped closer, bent down, and reached out to gently touch the Na Rings on their bodies. These Na Rings were important possessions for the monks, containing the hard work of their cultivation. They often contained many treasures and immortal herbs. .
When you open the ring, a light fragrance comes out, which is refreshing. Among them, Chen Xuan found several fairy grasses, each one shining brightly.
The first fairy grass is called Yunjinhua. It grows on green leaves. Its petals are crystal clear and exude a faint blue light.
The three monks gradually realized that Chen Xuan was not an opponent they could match. Despite their strong anger, they began to show timidity and hesitation in the face of Chen Xuan's clever dodges and precise counterattacks.
A trace of ridicule flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. He did not make a fatal move, but made the three of them feel endless pressure. His indifference was a tactic. In this way, he wanted to make his opponents realize their own powerlessness, thereby ending this situation. A senseless conflict.
The three monks gradually realized how powerful Chen Xuan was, and they began to be afraid, but their pride and shame were still in their hearts.
The hearts of the three monks were constantly fluctuating. The initial contempt and ridicule gradually turned into anxiety and fear. They realized that Chen Xuan's strength was beyond imagination. They were once full of confidence, but fell into extreme uneasiness under Chen Xuan's counterattack. .
The battle raged fiercely in the Dragon Valley. The sword energy was like flames and radiant. Chen Xuan was agile and agile, avoiding the opponent's attacks. At the same time, he fought back with precise swordsmanship. He did not seek to severely injure the three of them, but just wanted to use his own actions. Let your opponent recognize the reality.
The monks' attacks became more fierce. Not to be outdone, they tried to besiege Chen Xuan. One person releases blazing sky fire, another controls the thunder, and the third uses the power of water to form a violent water column.
Chen Xuan's figure flickered, seemingly blending into the sword light. He avoided attacks from three directions and remained calm at all times. When the sword light suddenly appeared, he made precise dodges and counterattacks against the monks' offensive. , the sword energy points directly at the opponent's weakness.
The monks gradually felt that they were in trouble. Although their attacks were fierce, they could not catch Chen Xuan's figure. The anxiety and fear in their hearts gradually spread during the fierce battle, and they began to feel desperate and powerless.
A trace of indifference flashed across Chen Xuan's eyes. He did not try his best, but his strength and determination were enough to suppress his opponents. His calmness and sharp swordsmanship put strong psychological pressure on his opponents. The monks felt that they were being controlled by an invisible force. controlled, which made them feel even more frightened and confused.
The three monks fell into conflicts and confusion. They thought this provocation would be an easy victory, but Chen Xuan's strength and calmness broke their self-confidence.
Although the monks still launched attacks, their hearts were full of doubts and fears. They felt that Chen Xuan's strength was far beyond their expectations, and they began to doubt their own judgment and strength. Anxiety spreads in their hearts, and every attack is carried with uncertainty.
Chen Xuan showed no sign of weakness in the fierce battle. Every move he made was precise and cold. His sword energy burned like heavenly fire, and the light of his sword flashed like electricity. Every counterattack pointed directly at the opponent's weakness, making it impossible for the monks to resist.
The monks' attacks became more violent. They tried to restrain Chen Xuan with more powerful force, but they felt trapped in an endless cycle. They gradually fell into despair. Facing Chen Xuan's calmness and sharpness, they felt that their own Confined and powerless.
Chen Xuan's indifference was like an invisible barrier, blocking his opponent's offensive.
Chen Xuan raised his eyes and looked at these people, his expression calm, but with a hint of impatience.
"leave me alone."
The three monks heard Chen Xuan's words, but they didn't take it seriously. Instead, they became even more aggressive. Their eyes flashed with provocation, and they were obviously here to stir up trouble.
Chen Xuan's expression changed slightly. He did not want to make grudges with others, but these people did not know what was wrong and were seeking their own death. He took a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he had made a decision in his heart.
"Since you are seeking death!" Before Chen Xuan could finish his words, the Suzaku soul in his hand instantly burst out with bright heavenly fire, turning into a heavenly fire phoenix and rushing towards the three of them.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and the heavenly fire was blazing. The scene suddenly burst into flames, and the momentum was fierce. Chen Xuan's figure was like lightning, and he nimbly avoided the enemy's attacks. The thousands of cloud swords in his hands danced, and the sword lights intertwined.
The three monks gritted their teeth. They thought they could defeat Chen Xuan easily, but unexpectedly found that their opponent's swift and exquisite swordsmanship was far beyond their imagination. Chen Xuan's cold eyes seemed to contain an invisible pressure, which made them feel a trace of oppression. despair.
The soul of Suzaku soars like a flaming phoenix, the power of heavenly fire burns the surrounding air, and the sword energy overflows, making it suffocating. Chen Xuan's figure is like a shadow, and each move combines the essence of Suzaku swordsmanship and the Ten Thousand Times Cloud Sword. The attacks were swift and precise, causing the three of them to retreat steadily.
After a fierce battle, the Suzaku Soul finally emitted the most splendid heavenly fire, burning up the cultivation of the three people. Chen Xuan put away the Soul indifferently, as if nothing had happened.
After Chen Xuan killed three monks, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he stood quietly on the land where the battle had taken place. He took a deep breath and looked at the corpses of the monks who fell to the ground. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He slowly stepped closer, bent down, and reached out to gently touch the Na Rings on their bodies. These Na Rings were important possessions for the monks, containing the hard work of their cultivation. They often contained many treasures and immortal herbs. .
When you open the ring, a light fragrance comes out, which is refreshing. Among them, Chen Xuan found several fairy grasses, each one shining brightly.
The first fairy grass is called Yunjinhua. It grows on green leaves. Its petals are crystal clear and exude a faint blue light.
