Chapter 432: Battle of the leader

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432 The Battle of the Chief

On the throne, Fan Wujie looked at the two people with interest with a smile on his face.

"After two years of experience, Lu Xing finally managed to control the blood curse sword with ease. It seemed that it was an extremely correct decision to let him join the law enforcement." His voice was very soft, but it was full of satisfaction.

"It's also thanks to Brother Hui's eyes. If you didn't find Lu Pu's talent, today, he would be hard to get to this step, ascending to the Heavenly Sword Society would be his opportunity to rise." Fan Wuchen was in a good mood, flattering Brahma When there is no robbery, do not forget to praise Lu Penalty.

"The battle for the chief leader has not yet begun, how do you know that Lu Xing will win?" Fan Wujie suddenly said, letting the smile on Fan Wuchen's face froze, and a light of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He looked towards Fan Wujie and seemed to want to see something from Fan Wujie's eyes. However, he saw that Fan Wujie closed his eyes directly, breathing evenly, and seemed to enter a state of selflessness.

The doubts in Fan Wuchen's eyes grew stronger.

Before the Dengtianjian meeting, he knew that Fan Wujie wanted Chu Xingyun to lose, so as to crack down on Chu Xingyun's sharpness, so he justified his income and completely controlled it.

But at the moment, Brahma's performance seemed to support Chu Xingyun, and he had great expectations for Chu Xingyun.

Such a change is too big for Fan Wuchen to guess at all.

Not only him, but also the six sword masters who were in the law enforcement are also puzzled. No one knows what Fan Wujie is thinking, and no one knows what he is going to do, except for Fan Wujie himself.

As time slowly passed, the crowd could not wait any longer.

Many outside disciple's eyes focused on Chu Xingyun's body. In his heart, he was looking forward to Chu Xingyun's victory over Lu Xingyun and winning the top position in the Heavenly Sword Society.

You should know that the outside gate of Wanjian Pavilion has 70,000 disciples. Their talents are not weak, just because the consciousness of the sword sense is too low to be valued by Wanjian Pavilion.

After Chu Xingyun became the master of the sword, he joined the Chuan Gong Vein and took the initiative to rectify the outer door and discover the buried genius.

At that time, a large number of outside disciples were not optimistic about Chu Xingyun. They all felt that Chu Xingyun was too young, empty and talented, did not have much management ability, and could not guide them.

But after today, a group of outside disciples have already recognized Chu Xingyun. If he can rectify the outside gate at his full discretion, maybe the outside gate will really renew its vitality!

It is no exaggeration to say that the outside disciples hoped that Chu Xingyun would win because of their inner emotions, as well as an admiration and recognition.

They hope to witness a history.

They even hope that Chu Xingyun can revitalize the outside door.

Among the vast crowd, a stunning woman in a blue dress was also watching Chu Xingyun.

This girl is naturally Shui Qianyue.

She also participated in this ascendant sword meeting, but she was unlucky and lost in the first game. Almost no one noticed her.

At this time, she looked at Chu Xingyun's eyes, also full of admiration and expectations, hoping that Chu Xingyun could win the top spot and take full control of the outside world in the future.

But in addition to admiration and expectation, some strange emotions mixed in her eyes.

However, there were too many people watching Chu Xingyun. She was just a member of the rebirth of Yun Yun. After a blink of an eye, she was drowned in the sea of ​​people, and even a splash of water failed to emerge.

Half an hour passed, and the crowd felt that the time had passed very long. It seemed that after a few days and nights, the elders in Blood Robes finally stood up and announced the beginning of the battle for the leader.

At this moment, the void was silent, and everyone looked at the two figures on the ring.

The battle for the leader has finally begun!

Lu Xing's body was filled with rich blood, and the blood curse sword on his right hand was roaring, as if eager to drink blood, he stood there, as if a **** of killing.

Chu Xingyun was holding the afterglow, and his whole body was full of fierce Jianmang. People were like swords, and swords were like people.

"You can come to this step, which is admirable enough, but the position of the leader of the ascendant sword will not belong to you." Lu Xing's voice was extremely calm, and suddenly, above this martial arts ring, there was a terrible scrape. Sword gas storm.

In the void, a drop of blood appeared!

This blood was permeated with the light of martial spirit, suspended in the air, containing infinite blood, and the whole sword gas storm was dyed red and enveloped on Lu Xing, making him even more ruthless and cold.

"Blood Martial Spirit, ranked sixth rank, blood storm sword intention, ranked seventh rank!" In a flash, Chu Xingyun received a lot of information from Lu Xing, and secretly marveled at the other party's talent.

"war!"

A burst of shouts suddenly came out, and I saw Lu Xing stepped out, and the whole person turned into a **** storm. In a flash, he came to Chu Xingyun, a sword was cut out, and the storm whistled down, and a hundred-foot sword burst into bloom. Mans, crimson as blood.

Upon seeing this, Chu Xingyun tightened the afterglow, and the bright white light bloomed into a tremendous light, which cut off this **** swordmantle, neatly and cleanly. Obviously, the afterglow incorporated into the aurora sword was extremely powerful. , Can tear anything.

Lu Xing felt the amazing power of the ultimate light, not afraid, but showed a fanatical light.

But seeing him roaring loudly, the blood curse sword pierced and collided directly with the ultimate light. A **** wave spread towards the surroundings, making Chu Xingyun's body tremble and flew back quickly.

However, the blood wave was faster and attached to his body, which made him feel an indescribable tingling sensation. Rao was the gleaming light on his skin, which was painful and unbearable.

"Your sword is very quick and very profitable. I can't stop it at all, but the moment you emerge from the sword is precisely the time when it's hard to guard against!" Lu Xing rushed towards Chu Xingyun frantically, allowing the ultimate sword light to tear His arms stepped out step by step, and every step rolled up a blood gas storm, and the sound of the sword roared.

"This land penalty is too crazy!" The crowd was stunned by Lu Pen's move, and used his own injury to exchange the opportunity to take out his hand. It was simply gambling.

He ran in front of Chu Xingyun, his palm trembling, the blood curse sword swallowed a violent blood, and there seemed to be an invisible coercion in front of him, covering the void, and then the piercing sound of the air resounded and seemed to pierce. This world.

The Hundred Swords of Shadows fell down instantly, mixed with the meaning of madness, tingling Chu Xingyun's whole body, even the aurora sword of his body was a bit dim.

call out!

The Hundred Heavy Sword Shadows fell again, as fast as stone fire. Each heavy Sword Shadow contained the strength of Yang Gang and the blood curse, suppressing the breath of Chu Xingyun, making it difficult for him to fight back.

Qiang Qiang!

These swords are like a broken bamboo, everything in front is shattered, the bright white light bursts, Chu Xingyun's body recedes, and how the sword mang blooms, but all are shattered.

call out!

Another hundred swords attacked.

At this time, Jianying had torn off all swordsmanship, and pierced into the position of Chu Xingyun's chest, causing his body to stop abruptly. His blood was rolling endlessly, swallowing the swordmantle on his body, blood, and even spraying And out, dyed the ground red.

After the blood storm gradually dissipated, Lu Xing's figure stood in front of Chu Xingyun.

The blood curse sword in his hand, contaminated with the blood of Chu Xingyun, gradually disappeared, and was sucked away mercilessly.

"you lose."

Lu Xing stared blankly at Chu Xingyun.

Just two words, he spit out lightly from his mouth, slowly echoed in this vast space ...