Chapter 433: reverse

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Chapter 433 Reversal

The voice echoed, blood dripped, and these two voices were intertwined, making the void more dead.

At this moment, the appearance of the disciples outside was somewhat helpless.

They all hope that Chu Xingyun can win the top spot and create a new history. The more he thinks about it, the thicker it has become, and it has already reached the peak.

But in the end, Chu Xingyun was suppressed by Lu Xing's death and death. He couldn't resist Lu Xing's offensive. He was injured just after the confrontation, and even his blood was sucked by the blood curse sword.

This makes their hopes fall short and somewhat difficult to accept.

In addition to these outside disciples, on the high platform, the four sword masters who passed on the pulse of the force also sighed.

Fan Wujie's eyes have long been opened, his eyes a little bleak. Obviously, he is not satisfied with such a result, and he is faintly disappointed.

"I was just injured, not powerless to fight anymore, why do you say I lost?" Chu Xingyun's body stood upright, without any sense of decay, raised his head, and looked directly at the land penalty in front of him.

"That sword just hurt you. I can hurt you once, and I can hurt you a second time. Even, I can take your life!" Lu Xing's words were cold and full of confidence.

He raised the blood curse sword, pointed at Chu Xingyun, and said: "Two years ago, I stepped into the realm of heaven and became a true disciple of Wanjian Pavilion, but it was at that time that I left Wan Jiange. "

"In the past two years, I have crossed countless mountains and walked through all kinds of dangers. At the same time, I have also suffered from various dangers. I have seen the cold and warm red dust of the world. Become less commonplace. "

"Fight the two sides, the winner is born, the loser is dead, if you want to survive, you must take the opponent's life. For this, every sword of yours is crucial, even if the chest is penetrated, only the last breath is left. , But it ’s enough to get a sword for lore. "

During the speech, dripping blood flowed from Lu Xing's injured arm, which also stained the ground, but he didn't care. He didn't even look at it. He still pointed to Chu Xingyun.

"My sword is the perfect killing sword. From this point, you have lost to me. Even if you shoot again, the result will not change because of it!"

As the last voice fell, centered on Lu Xing's body, the Scarlet Storm swept away again. The blood was thicker, and the sword chanted and roared.

"Perfect killing sword?"

Chu Xingyun whispered, and shook his head at the landing punishment, saying: "You ignore everything, only for a sword lore, this is certainly arrogant, but it is far from being the word perfect. Real perfection is based on heaven and earth. Swords, everywhere in the world are swords, there is nowhere to escape, even more powerless. "

Lu Xing suddenly frowned, not understanding what Chu Xingyun meant.

He looked at Chu Xingyun, but found that Chu Xingyun's breath was constantly rising, his long dark hair flying, his robe hunted, and a gust of wind rolled up, sweeping over the ring.

Boom!

Wu Ling's sword bloomed, trembling slightly above Chu Xingyun's head, the sword shadow was blurred, and turned into thousands of light spots, which merged into Chu Xingyun's body, and also into the afterglow.

At this moment, Chu Xingyun's figure, demon Jun, Ling Li, he stood there, actually had a taste of communication between heaven and earth, as if to get the true essence of heaven and earth.

The blood storm on Lu Xing's body is still the same, but at this moment, his breath is completely suppressed.

"What's going on?"

The crowd uttered suspicious voices, and those disciples who had been completely disappointed raised the light of hope in their eyes again, clenched their fists, and stared intently.

Brahma, sitting on the throne, seemed to feel something. His body stood up suddenly, his eyes wide, as if he saw something incredible.

"Since you still need to fight, I will accompany you to fight!" Lu Xing snorted coldly, his body merged into the **** storm, enveloped Chu Xingyun, and drowned it again.

咻咻 咻!

The heavy sword shadow raged, mixed with fearless breath, and slapped towards Chu Xingyun. The blood curse sword whispered and disturbed the void. Majestic.

But at the same time, Chu Xingyun stepped on, the afterglow in his hand bloomed dazzling white light, plunged into the void, communicated this piece of heaven and earth, and actually swallowed the supreme power of heaven and earth.

This sword is commonplace and extremely simple.

But the moment white light and the **** sword shadow collided, the horrible **** sword shadow burst and shattered, reflecting Lu Jing's incredible face of surprise.

"Blood Shadow!"

A voice oozed out of Lu Xing's teeth, surging blood enveloped his body, and kept going back, trying to avoid this fierce sword.

Regrettably, no matter how he flashed, Lu Xing still couldn't avoid this sword, as if this sword had come from heaven and earth, it had reached the point of unavoidability.

"cut!"

Chu Xingyun's words fell, the sword light flourished, and the ultimate light rushed to the sky, annihilating the sky's **** storms, and approached Lu Penal indefinitely.

Lu Xing ran the blood curse sword across his chest, but his body was still shocked, his blood kept spitting out, and finally fell on the ring fiercely, and his breath instantly became depressed.

"Won!"

Everyone witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and their hearts were shocked.

Chu Xingyun, a sword reversal, defeated Lu Xing, and won the top position of the Dengtian Jianhui.

"In the last battle, there was still a hidden card, this kid, would really hang people's appetite!" Lei Yuanguang laughed, even stood up and danced.

The other three sword masters also stood up in surprise, staring excitedly at the demon figure on the ring.

Chu Xingyun is a person who has passed on the merits, and they are proud of him.

"The leader is indeed yours!" Xia Qingcheng clenched his fists tightly and was proud of Chu Xingyun.

"Wanjian Pavilion, it should have changed." Fan Wujie smiled, his voice seemed to have a deep meaning.

Shui Qianyue burst into tears with excitement. She watched Chu Xingyun ascend to the top spot. During this process, there were surprises, worries, losses, and hopes.

Even she did not find out that in the past two days, Luo Yun flashed in her mind all the time, and all her thoughts were also concerned about Luo Yun.

She gazed at the martial arts ring in the distance, raised her hands, and cheered loudly.

But her voice failed to reach Chu Xingyun's ear.

Because the people around her were also cheering loudly. Seventy thousand outside disciples, with their eyes hot and shocked, expressed their admiration for Chu Xingyun with their cheering voices.

Two days, the Dengtianjian meeting finally ended.

Chu Xingyun ranked first.

Wan Jiange's thousand years of unchangeable history opened a new page for him.