Chapter 750: 750 Quickly Defeated

  Chapter 750 750 loses quickly

  The audience also fell silent. I have to say that Zhang Haoran followed Tianquan to practice for several months, and he has indeed benefited a lot. This sword, regardless of its momentum and changes, far surpasses the general eighth product of the sage of the law. The eyes of all Guanghua's people were worried.

   However, Chen Xinzhong on the other side still looked the same. It was not until Zhang Haoran's sword reached him that he suddenly drew out his long sword and stabbed it straight out.

  The speed of this sword is so fast, like a flash of lightning, instantly tearing through the clouds, tearing through the world, passing by Zhang Haoran's sword, and stabling towards his ribs.

  This is clearly a combat technique that hurts both sides, or a combat technique that ends up at the same time.

   "Ah!" In the audience, many people exclaimed.

  However, Qiu Mingxuan and others smiled slightly, not worried at all, especially Zhang Haoran himself.

  After all, he was the first to shoot, and he had already used his sword to the extreme. Chen Xinzhong drew his sword too late, and his sword hasn’t started yet. How could he lose both sides or even end up with him? Thinking of this, the smile at the corner of Zhang Haoran's mouth became more and more indifferent.

   But immediately, the sneer froze at the corner of his mouth, and under his flanks, there was bursts of piercing pain, a powerful holy energy, directly rushed into the body, shocked the internal organs, and shook the meridians.

   "Hey!" The blood arrow flew out, filling his eyes into a mist of blood.

  His long sword pointed at Chen Xinzhong's chest, but as the holy energy in his body dissipated and chaotic, he could no longer advance half a minute!

   "Boom" The holy energy that had penetrated into the body violently collided with the holy energy that had not yet dispersed, exploding a bowl of wounds under his ribs.

   "Ah..." Zhang Haoran let out a scream and flew out of the competition platform.

  Qiu Mingxuan's smiles all froze on their faces, and they didn't recover for a while. Zhang Haoran's strength is clearly beyond Chen Xinzhong's level, and he is still a preemptive striker. How can he be defeated, and defeat so simply and directly?

   "Unbearable!" Chen Xinzhong snorted coldly, retracting the sword.

  "In the first game, Guanghua Guo, Chen Xinzhong wins!" Mr. Shuiyue announced loudly.

  The sound of cheers and shouts under the stage shook the earth trembling slightly.

  Qiu Mingxuan and the others just woke up like a dream, and they quickly brought Zhang Haoran back.

   "What the **** was going on just now, how could you have lost to him? Isn't he the seventh grade of the sage?"

"Yes, I can see clearly, he clearly only has seven cyan holy beads, and his strength is a lot worse than you, how can he beat you?" While serving Zhang Haoran to the holy pill, several people babbled. Asked tongue.

   Just now Zhang Haoran was defeated too quickly, and it was too unexpected, they really couldn't understand.

  Zhang Haoran opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he spouted a mouthful of blood and fainted.

   Seeing this, Qiu Mingxuan and others couldn't continue to ask questions, so they had to order them to take him back for training.

   "How did he fail?" Qiu Mingxuan looked at each other and asked the same question in unison.

  On their faces, there is still a little bit of previous self-confidence, and they are all in shock. In addition to doubts, there is even a bit of fear hidden in their eyes.

   "It's very simple, Chen Xin's sword is too fast, even no less than a master in the ordinary Soul Sage Realm." Gu Fenghua gave the answer.

   "How is that possible? Isn't he the seventh rank of the Dharma Sage? How can he have the speed of the Soul Sage?" In disbelief, Qiu Mingxuan couldn't care about fighting Gu Fenghua, and asked in unison.

  (End of this chapter)