Chapter 449 I have a request before the war
Duan Zehua took all this in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Chen Qingfeng is the most powerful genius of the Black Flame Sect and Chengshan's most trusted trump card. Since he is allowed to take action, it means that the Black Flame Sect will give it a go and win this battle no matter what.
"Liu Muyang, come on."
Duan Zehua also threw out a token representing the spiritual mine, signaling Liu Muyang to stand on the ring.
Before going up, Duan Zehua whispered in his ear for a while.
Liu Muyang looked a little surprised, but it was quickly replaced by a meaningful smile.
He walked onto the ring and came face to face with Chen Qingfeng.
When the alternate players lost the previous competition, it was just a small fight over a city. It was not a big deal for the two sects. What was really important was the ownership of the spiritual mine.
Many precious spiritual stones can be produced in the spiritual mine every year. These cultivation resources are what all disciples dream of.
Neither the Black Flame Sect nor the Red Luo Sect controls more than three spiritual mines. It can be said that the outcome of every battle has a profound impact on them.
Chen Qingfeng looked at Liu Muyang, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He also knew that this battle was not easy, and whether he could win or not was related to the future of the sect. Of course, he didn't care about the future of the Black Flame Sect. All he cared about from the beginning to the end was Cheng Anran.
He is the young master of the ancient Chen clan, and his fate has nothing to do with the Black Flame Sect.
Whether you are practicing in the sect or fighting for the sect, you all want to get Cheng Anran!
"Before the battle begins, I have a request."
Chen Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, as if he already had a chance to win.
In fact, he was 70% sure of winning this battle!
Although Liu Muyang was strong, his fist power was restrained by his sword.
An inch long, an inch strong.
It's not easy for him to break his sword intention with his fist intention!
Everyone looked surprised when they heard this.
The most important thing right now is naturally this battle.
The Black Flame Sect only has two spiritual mines left, while the Chiluo Sect has four.
Originally there were three of them, but Chiluo Sect won one from the Black Flame Sect in the last Tianjiao battle.
This time, if the Black Flame Sect loses another spiritual mine, it will become stretched thin in terms of cultivation resources and will no longer be able to provide so many disciples. Correspondingly, the quality and quantity of disciples will drop significantly.
That is tantamount to slow death.
Chengshan frowned and realized something.
Without waiting for others to respond to him, Chen Qingfeng turned his head, stared at Cheng Anran scorchingly, and said, "If I win this competition, I want to become Anran and be my woman."
The disciples from all directions all looked shocked.
This battle is related to the life and death of the sect. Chen Qingfeng's move is tantamount to using this as a threat.
But there are also some disciples who feel that Chen Qingfeng is right.
He was already the most powerful disciple in the sect. What happened to him making some demands at a critical moment of life and death?
Besides, Chen Qingfeng and Cheng Anran are a good match.
Even if Cheng Anran is betrothed to him, it is only natural.
Chengshan's brows slowly wrinkled.
"You're dreaming!"
Cheng Anran's expression was slightly cold.
Ye Chen gently squeezed her soft little hand to signal her to calm down.
Chen Qingfeng saw this and became even more jealous and angry.
Of course, he also knew that forcing Chengshan at this moment might not be effective.
After all, you need to let him see his own strength.
"Uncle Cheng, if you feel embarrassed, wait until I win this battle."
Chen Qingfeng raised his head, narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Muyang.
"Oh, so confident."
Liu Muyang chuckled and stretched his fists.
Suddenly, the sound of crackling bones sounded.
The momentum around him is increasing and condensing crazily.
Ye Chen saw this and nodded slightly.
Liu Muyang really lives up to his reputation as a "Tianjiao". He has cultivated his boxing skills to the point of perfection. He is only one step away from achieving simplicity and returning to Shuoyuan!
For him, there should be no rivals in the same realm.
In the realm of killing nine times, even if life and death change, you still have the power to fight back!
"I'll kill you first, and then I'll talk about other things!"
Chen Qingfeng shouted loudly, and when his sword intention was concentrated, a long sword was completely displayed between heaven and earth, driving the terrifying aura, forming a half-crescent-shaped sword energy, and slashed forward!
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The sword energy split the void, and the essence of heaven and earth twisted wantonly, making a hissing sound.
As soon as he took action, the whole audience was shocked.
"So strong!"
"No wonder I dare to make such a request, I am really capable!"
"As long as Senior Brother Chen can take down Liu Muyang, there won't be many people in Chiluo Sect who can fight."
"Brother Chen, come on!"
For a moment, the disciples in the audience spoke one after another.
Chen Qingfeng's smile grew stronger as he listened.
What I want is to kill, to kill quickly and sharply!
"Running Fist Technique!"
Liu Muyang raised his fists flat in front of him, and his invisible fist intention rose up.
Tsk tsk tsk.
The fist intention erupted violently, forming a vacuum.
This vacuum repels everything, leaving only the surging fist intention, which continues to rise.
In front of me, the sword energy is coming!
Liu Muyang punched out brazenly, and his fist power exploded, fighting hard against the sword energy.
Click!
The invisible sword energy was broken by the waist, and Liu Muyang was rushed back a few steps by the shocking meaning.
A flash of surprise flashed across his expression.
It seems that he did not expect that Chen Qingfeng's strength would be so strong.
When Chen Qingfeng saw that he had gained the upper hand with one blow, he also showed a determined smile. He turned his figure in the void, and slashed the sword head-on with overwhelming force with both hands. His huge force crossed the air and suppressed all things.
laugh!
A hole opened in the sky.
Chen Qingfeng's sword intention was not only sharp, but also powerful and heavy.
It’s not easy to resist head-on!
Liu Muyang's running fist technique has been condensing energy, and the fist intention around his body is flowing like ocean waves, beating the void.
One layer after another, rippling continuously.
Facing the sword energy, Liu Muyang punched out with both fists!
The huge fist seal formed a wave shape, colliding with the sword energy.
The two collided, deafening.
Liu Muyang did not retreat this time.
His body surface was rippling with the color of water, and his body seemed soft, but in fact it was strong and tough.
"The running fist technique has been practiced to a great level!"
"This boxing technique requires very high physical fitness, and Liu Muyang is actually able to practice it to the stage of perfection."
Seeing the color flowing on Liu Muyang's body, many disciples' expressions changed.
"Hmph, do you really think Chen's sword power can't break through your defense?"
Chen Qingfeng's figure flickered and he struck three swords in succession.
Three sword energy visible to the naked eye fell out, and even the void could not withstand the heavy blow.
Click! Click!
The heaven and earth collapsed, and the void fell.
Liu Muyang took a step forward, and stretched his entire body into a large bow full of power. He started exerting force from his spine, cracking loudly, and huge force poured into his right fist. The fist was like a rock, and he punched it out again!
