Chapter 410 Lin Yan vs. Wang Chen

"Haha, from my point of view, the disciple of Huangquan Pavilion is just mediocre."

Seeing this scene, Lin Yan dropped the tip of the spear in his hand to the ground. Sparks flew everywhere, and his gentle words immediately made Wang Chen's eyes look fierce and full of anger.

"I was just a warm-up before. Don't think too highly of yourself, you two."

Wang Chen gently licked the dagger with his scarlet tongue, and the jet-black fighting energy around him surged like thick ink. In an instant, a huge pillar of ink rose into the sky, and the powerful aura that surpassed the peak of an ordinary Dou Huang permeated the air, making Everyone present could not help but tremble in their hearts.

Seeing this situation, Lin Yan and Xiao Yan's eyes showed a solemn look. The aura Wang Chen displayed at this moment could be called a quasi-Douzong level.

Although there is still a huge gap that is insurmountable when compared with the genuine Dou Zong experts, no matter what, compared to some of the Dou Huang peak experts, his level of strength is already much better.

Today, Wang Chen has almost half-stepped into the realm of Douzong. He has already crossed half of the gap that is like a chasm between Dou Huang and Dou Zong. As for the remaining half, it is only a matter of time.

"The quasi-Douzong realm is probably a bit tricky."

Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly froze. Wang Chen's strength cannot be underestimated.

It's not that he doesn't have any trump cards in his hand, and he's certainly not afraid of this person, but once he uses his trump cards to fight against him, even if he can win, his fighting spirit will definitely be greatly depleted after a fierce battle.

In that case, in this fiercely competitive Sifange Conference, it will be difficult to achieve good results in subsequent events.

He participated in the Sifang Pavilion Conference this time. On the one hand, he wanted to establish contact with Xingyun Pavilion. On the other hand, he also longed to appreciate the style of the younger generation in Zhongzhou.

Even if it is difficult to win the position of leader, he still hopes to show his talents with his own strength and win a good ranking in this grand event, so that everyone can know his ability.

Lin Yan glanced to the side casually and saw that Tang Ying from Wanjiang Pavilion had eliminated the Nine-Star Dou Huang and was staring straight at him but making no move.

Seeing this situation, Lin Yan grinned, immediately looked away, and said to Xiao Yan: "Xiao Yan, let me deal with this guy from Huangquan Pavilion. If you and I take action together, I expect that Tang Ying from Wanjiange Pavilion will definitely take advantage of this opportunity. If we join forces, the situation will definitely become more difficult.”

"Senior Lin Yan, if I follow your words and let you deal with Wang Chen alone, wouldn't it put you in trouble? At worst, we can just work together to deal with the two of them." Xiao Yan glanced at Tang Ying who was aside. He frowned slightly and said softly.

"Don't worry, don't underestimate me. Even if that guy wants to defeat me, he will never get any advantage, and he will definitely suffer heavy losses." Lin Yan patted Xiao Yan's shoulder and said with a grin,

"Anyway, I don't have too many extravagant expectations for the ranking in this Sifang Pavilion competition. At that time, I will have a good deal with Wang Chen. Even if it is difficult to win, at worst, I will voluntarily give up when the time comes. In this way, he You can’t do anything to me. From now on, it’s all up to you to work hard.”

The exchange between the two of them happened in a blink of an eye. Before Xiao Yan had time to react, Lin Yan took a step forward with his gun in hand and stood firmly. In front of Xiao Yan.

Then, he locked eyes with Wang Chen tightly, raised the corners of his mouth with a cold smile, and said: "Haha, the relationship between you and me in the Tianmu Mountains last time has not yet been resolved, and now by chance, we happen to meet at this Sifang Pavilion Conference. Now, it’s time to make a complete settlement. Listen carefully, I, Lin Yan, can deal with you alone. "

"You will definitely regret what you said today!"

Wang Chen, who was already a little annoyed because he failed to gain the upper hand in his first fight with Xiao Yan, heard Lin Yan's words that were full of contempt and didn't take him seriously at all. His anger instantly surged in his heart, and he roared viciously: .

At this moment, Wang Chen's face was full of bloodthirsty ferocity, his muscles were twitching slightly, and there was a hint of distortion. He looked terrifying, as if an evil evil had come to the world.

His aura had reached its peak, and the grin on his face became more intense, as if a madman had appeared in this world.

When the body suddenly moved, the fighting energy on the body seemed to be as corrosive as strong acid. Wherever it passed, a long ravine was instantly torn out on the ground, sand and stones were splashed, and smoke and dust filled the air.

His speed this time was several times faster than before. His body was like lightning, and he swooped forward in a flash.

The two daggers in his hands were like deadly weapons, instantly transformed into countless Dawson's cold black lights. During the swing, even the space was drawn with dark traces. The dancing arcs were extremely weird, and the black lights were wrapped in a bone-chilling chill. , and went straight towards Lin Yan.

"You think I'm afraid of you!"

How could Lin Yan be afraid? He saw the spear in his hand suddenly swung across, and then swept out with all his strength. The tip of the spear danced like densely woven fine needles crisscrossing each other, forming a tight net of spears in an instant.

The overwhelming black light poured out from Wang Chen all hit the gun net, and in an instant, crisp sounds sounded like exploding beans.

With every crisp explosion, there is a powerful and majestic wave of energy, like a turbulent undercurrent impacting all directions. Under such impact, cracks like spider webs spread rapidly and opened wantonly in the hard silver wood square.

The spectators around saw this and suddenly cried out in surprise. No one had expected that when Wang Chen pushed his fighting spirit to its peak and was coming fiercely, the "dark horse" Lin Yan could still be so calm and composed.

Wang Chen saw that his sharp black light was easily blocked by Lin Yan, and his anger grew stronger. He shouted: "Dark Prison Soul-Eroding Light!"

The originally dancing black fighting spirit seemed to be cursed by the devil in an instant, as thick as ink, and faintly revealed a strange luster like a ghost fire, turning into black pillars as thick as bowls, carrying a cold meaning that could corrode the soul, and rushed towards Lin Yan again.

Lin Yan's eyes were stern, and he showed no sign of weakness. He shook the spear in his hand, and the red light on the spear body became stronger. He shouted in a low voice: "Flame Dragon Wind Breaking Spear!"

Instantly, the hot fighting spirit whistled out from the tip of the spear, condensing into a flaming dragon with bared fangs and claws, with red flames rolling all over its body, and its scales were clearly visible. Each piece looked like a burning red iron sheet, with a high temperature that burned the world, and it faced the black pillar head-on.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound, like thunder exploding in the center of the square, made everyone's ears buzz.

The flame dragon and the black pillar collided fiercely, and for a moment, light splashed, and the red and black fighting spirits entangled and tore each other, like two peerless beasts fighting to the death.

The hot red flames met the corrosive black light, sizzling, billowing smoke, and a pungent smell spread.

Wang Chen's figure was like a ghost. He took advantage of the smoke and dust produced by the collision of Dou Qi and quickly shuttled through it. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light. With two "swoosh" sounds, two black crescent-shaped Dou Qi cut through the smoke and cut directly into Lin Yan's throat and lower abdomen. Wherever they passed, the air was cut and a sharp whistle was emitted.

Lin Yan had been prepared. The long spear spun rapidly in front of him, forming a circular Dou Qi shield. On the shield, flame patterns flickered, like a living thing wandering.

"Ding Ding", two crisp collisions, just like the sound of a huge bell, sparks and black Dou Qi debris flew around, hitting the ground of the square, burning out charred pits and smashing out fine cracks.

"Hmph, you're quite capable!" Wang Chen snorted coldly, stomped his feet on the ground, and the fighting spirit around him gathered like a whirlpool. He crossed the dagger in his hand and muttered: "Dark Prison Sealing Spell!"

In an instant, with him as the center, a black fighting spirit light curtain extended to the surroundings. On the light curtain, there was a faint flash of a gruesome ghost face, emitting a soul-confining pressure, trying to trap Lin Yan in it.

Seeing this, Lin Yan pointed his spear straight at the sky, and the spear body ignited a raging fire. The fire rushed up to the sky, as if it was going to burn through the clouds, and shouted: "Flame Prison Burning Heaven Art!"

As soon as the voice fell, the red flames around him suddenly surged, turning into a sea of ​​fire, wrapping himself in it. The sea of ​​fire came into contact with the black light curtain, making a violent "crackling" sound, just like firecrackers, each sound was accompanied by a crazy collision of energy. Under the burning of the fire, the light curtain gradually cracked and was about to fall.

"Crack--Boom!"

First there was a crisp sound as if space was cracking, followed by a deafening roar. The light was so dazzling that it almost blinded people at the collision point. The energy ripples spread wildly in a circular shape, and the surrounding air was stirred into chaos. The spectators felt the strong wind blowing on their faces, their bodies were unstable, and they retreated one after another.

When the light faded a little, Lin Yan's tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood flowed down his wrist, staining the gun shaft red, but he still stood steadily, his eyes were like torches, revealing his unyielding spirit.

Wang Chen was not much better, his face was as pale as paper, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, his body was staggering, and his breath was disordered.

On the seat, Xiao Ling stared at the battle below. Seeing that Lin Yan, with the realm of eight-star Douhuang, was actually steadily competing with Wang Chen, who had already stepped half a foot into Douzong and surpassed the peak of ordinary Douhuang, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

He looked surprised and muttered to himself: "Lin Yan is really good. He has such ability and has lived up to the reputation of the students in the inner courtyard of Canaan College."

On the side, Huang Quan's face was gloomy at the moment, and his eyes were as cold as a cold pond, staring straight at Lin Yan.

The outstanding disciple that Huang Quan Pavilion carefully cultivated and was proud of was tied by a casual cultivator who came out of nowhere with a strength one level lower.

In his eyes, this was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation, like a loud slap in the face.

Naturally, it was not only Huang Quan who reacted, but also Lei Zun and Jian Zun on the side, who also quietly showed some astonishment on their faces, obviously did not expect the battle to go this way.

But in the blink of an eye, the two of them restrained their expressions and returned to their previous calm appearance, as if the emotion just now had never appeared.

"It seems that this person is really not simple. It's a pity that he is good at using spears, not swordsmanship. Otherwise, I will definitely recruit him to my side." Sword Master stroked a strand of beard and said slowly.

"Haha, Sword Master is right, it's a pity that this kid cultivates fire attribute fighting spirit, which is really not compatible with my Fenglei Pavilion."

The Thunder Master of Fenglei Pavilion laughed loudly, showing his heroism. He turned his gaze to the direction of Xiao Ling and continued, "Master Xiao Ling, such a talent might as well be recruited for Xingyun Pavilion."

"If this person is interested in my Xingyun Pavilion, it's okay to take him in. However, if he yearns for freedom and is used to a leisurely life, I won't force him." Xiao Ling nodded slightly and said casually.

However, in Xiao Ling's eyes, Lin Yan would not want to join any force due to his unruly character. Of course, if he encounters difficult problems and asks for something in the future, Xiao Ling will remember his old feelings and will not just sit idly by and will definitely help him in a timely manner.

"Haha, that's the truth. It's really hard for a person in the Douhuang realm to get into the eyes of Master Xiao Ling." Lord Jian stroked his beard and agreed with a gentle smile.

Having seen the terrifying eighth-level dragon monster before, and seeing Xiao Ling's current display of Dou Zun's strength, and then thinking about the recent expansion of Xingyun Pavilion's power, Sword Master had a trace of opposition to Xingyun Pavilion in his heart. The thought has long since disappeared.

He thought to himself that it would be better to be more honest. Anyway, the relationship between Wanjiange and Xingyun Pavilion has always been good. If he can take the opportunity to fawn over Xingyun Pavilion, he can gain some benefits in the future.

Venerable Huang Quan on the side listened to everyone's discussion and heard the endless praise of Lin Yan. The anger in his heart suddenly became more intense, and his chest felt tight.

But at this moment, he really couldn't bear to have an attack on the spot, so he could only hold back and keep this breath in his heart.

However, when he looked at Wang Chen, his eyes were full of anger, as if he was blaming Wang Chen for failing to severely defeat Lin Yan, but instead allowed him to steal the spotlight and lose the face of Huangquan Pavilion.

Wang Chen could naturally sense Venerable Huang Quan's unabashed and angry gaze. But at this moment, he didn't dare to turn his head slightly to take a look. He could only bite the bullet and pretend not to know, but he became more and more uneasy in his heart.

"How is that possible? My cultivation is clearly superior. How can this kid compete with me? What on earth can he use to compete with me?"

Wang Chen gritted his teeth tightly and took a deep breath. Then his eyes instantly turned red, and a crazy feeling surged from the bottom of his heart.

He knew very well that if he was really defeated at the hands of Lin Yan, when he returned to Huangquan Pavilion, an extremely harsh punishment would be waiting for him.

When he thought of the punishment he would suffer when he returned, the madness in Wang Chen's heart became more intense, growing like wild weeds.

Later, a low roar like a beast finally broke out from his throat.

As the roar spread, the tiny blood vessels under the surface of Wang Chen's skin burst suddenly. In an instant, blood spattered, turning his body into a bloody man.

"The Bloody Battle of Underworld!"

Wang Chen let out this crazy roar, and in an instant, his breath suddenly soared as if it had broken through the shackles.

As his aura continued to strengthen, his eyes turned pitch black, revealing endless weirdness.

Immediately afterwards, overwhelming black energy surged out of his body like a raging tide. Countless black energies spread rapidly. From a distance, he looked like a pitch-black ancient ferocious beast, exuding a... The extremely ferocious aura makes people shudder.

Seeing Wang Chen's crazy appearance, Tang Ying, who was originally watching a show, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and subconsciously took a breath of cold air.

"This guy actually used the Underworld Blood Technique. He is really a complete lunatic." Tang Ying was secretly stunned.

He had some exchanges with Wang Chen before. In order to prevent being eliminated by either Feng Qing'er or Mu Qingluan before the finals, the two of them planned to temporarily join forces.

Although Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er did not take action in the end, the matter of joining forces continued like this.

Seeing Wang Chen reveal his trump card at this moment, Tang Ying couldn't help but murmur in his heart, wondering if he had unintentionally cheated Wang Chen.

But then I thought about it, maybe Wang Chen will confront me again in the future. Now, it might not be a bad thing to let him be consumed by others first, and maybe it can give me some points to deal with him in the future. Odds.

The dark energy swirled around Wang Chen like ink, and the majestic power it contained actually caused the surrounding space to vibrate slightly, causing ripples.

The fierce light in Wang Chen's eyes kept flashing, like an evil beast choosing to devour people. Then he suddenly clenched his fist, and the dark energy condensed rapidly as if he was summoned, and accompanied by an extremely strong corpse smell emanating from his right arm. emanating from above.

In the blink of an eye, the entire arm became as black as ink, as if it was soaked in the deepest darkness.

"The Underworld Carrion Arm!" Wang Chen let out a deep roar, and the ink-like black arm shot out with a devastating momentum.

Wherever the black arm passed, a shocking crack opened in the space, as if a fragile mirror had been severely shattered.

And the originally extremely hard silverwood square seemed to have met its nemesis at this moment. It quickly lost its former luster, and its color gradually became as yellow and rotten as dead wood. It seemed that its vitality and vitality had been drained away, showing a dilapidated appearance. state……

"It's actually the Underworld Carrion Arm? This is an extremely powerful fighting skill in the Underworld Pavilion."

Seeing Wang Chen's arm that turned as dark as ink, everyone outside the square suddenly burst into an uproar, with exclamations coming and going.

Obviously, the fighting skill of "Underworld Corpse Arm" is very famous and carries great weight in the hearts of everyone, so it caused such a strong reaction when it was used.

The exclamations outside the stadium did not subside. The dark arm with a sinister aura was already attacking Lin Yan, who was still breathing, and seemed to be able to hit him in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, everyone felt that Lin Yan was probably powerless to resist. Even Xiao Yan, who was behind Lin Yan, had begun to secretly gather strength and was ready to help Lin Yan resist this fatal blow... (End of this chapter)