Chapter 471: Three strokes to defeat the enemy

Chapter 471

Sure enough, as soon as the battle started, the development was completely in accordance with Qin Chen's script.

Na Long Cheng, although his cultivation base is not low and his strength is extremely terrifying, but in the hands of the black robe youth of the Guixian faction, he failed to persist even ten moves, so he was blown out and was defeated.

And Yu Wenfeng also made a strong shot, with every punch, there was an astonishing fist wind whistling, after blasting more than 30 punches frantically, he knocked Zhao Tian into the air.

In the final arena, Zhao Lingshan gritted her teeth under Situ Sheng's attack.

Her eyes were firm, and she could see that she was determined and resisted, wanting to win this game.

but.

Before Situ Sheng had participated in the Gu Nandu assessment, he was already a powerhouse at the mid stage of the profound level. Now that he has received the baptism of the divine light of the heavens, his cultivation level has entered the late stage of the profound level in one fell swoop.

The background is too different from the other party.

In the end, after insisting on hundreds of tricks, Zhao Lingshan finally couldn't hold on and fell.

"Damn it, it took me so long to deal with this guy."

Touching the sword mark on his chest, Situ Sheng's eyes were cold.

"Qin Chen..."

When being sent out, Zhao Lingshan looked helplessly at Qin Chen in the square, her eyes full of nostalgia.

No one knows that the reason why she persisted until now, in addition to wanting to be stronger, was also to be able to accompany Qin Chen and go further.

Unfortunately, she failed.

Helpless to be eliminated.

In the three games of this round, he finally won the black robe youth, Yuwenfeng, and Situ Sheng. He was fortunate to enter the top twelve and get the inheritance qualification.

This result immediately caused the shock of the powerhouses of the entire Dawei Dynasty.

"Damn it, what's the matter, why is Situ Sheng alone winning?"

"What are Long Cheng and Zhao Tian doing to lose to the disciples of the Five Nations, and they are still so embarrassed?"

"After six duels, the five countries broke into the top twelve, and the number of people who got the inheritance is the same as my Dawei Dynasty. How is this possible!"

The many powerhouses of the Dawei Dynasty simply cannot accept such a result.

At this time, the competition on the ring continued.

Buzzing...

Six white lights landed again, and Qin Chen, who fought in a straightforward battle, was finally selected in this round.

"My opponent?"

Lifting his head, Qin Chen saw that his opponent was Xiao Jinghong from the Dawei Dynasty.

This person had made a strong attack in the assessment of the Stone Monument, defeating all the players before him and set a high record.

And acting is extremely arrogant.

"Hey, my opponent is actually you."

Seeing Qin Chen, Xiao Jinghong was also taken aback.

Immediately I couldn't help but sneered: "Boy, you actually met me. It seems that your luck is too bad. The **** just now, even the untouchables of the five countries are not opponents. Today I will show them, I Xiao Jinghong, How did you defeat you untouchables of the five countries."

With an indifferent tone, Xiao Jinghong looked down at Qin Chen aloft, with disdain in his eyes.

"Three moves, to defeat you, I only need three moves."

Raising his right hand, pointing at Qin Chen, Xiao Jinghong's eyes were full of contempt.

"No, how did Young Chen meet this guy?"

Outside the ancient southern capital, Xiao Zhan and others were shocked, their faces bitter.

Zhao Lingshan's eyes also showed concern.

Before Xiao Jinghong, both in the assessment and in the arena, he showed amazing strength. In the previous two rounds of competitions, none of his opponents could insist on three moves. It can be seen that he did not say this indiscriminately. But it does have this confidence.

"Hahaha, that Qin Chen actually met Xiao Jinghong, it seems that this round, he must be defeated."

"There is no doubt that with Xiao Jinghong's strength, killing him is like killing a dog."

Where the Dawei Dynasty was, many powerful men were extremely excited.

"This time, there won't be any accidents again?"

But there are still strong people who can't help but mutter, their faces are weird, which makes many people feel suspicious.

The previous Qin Chen was too weird, not only in the three rounds of qualifiers, but also in the first win. He also performed amazingly in the previous ring competition.

Therefore, many people wonder if there will be any accidents this time.

"Don't worry, Xiao Jinghong is not like Zhuge Qing and the others. He is a genius of the Azure Cloud Sect with a profound background. How can he be defeated by that kid?"

"Hey, let's watch it."

Many people are confident.

"Three moves? If so, the young man will watch, how can you beat me with three moves."

Looking at the arrogant Xiao Jinghong in front of him, Qin Chen's expression was indifferent.

"You do not believe?!"

Xiao Jinghong was taken aback, as if he had been insulted: "Then watch it.

"Yunjuanyunshu!"

With a grinning laugh, when Xiao Jinghong came up, he used his unique skills to shock the clouds to the extreme. In an instant, the entire ring was full of roaring gusts and clouds, and it was mixed with silver lightning. Zhong Xiao Jinghong is extremely powerful, with long hair wanton and domineering.

Compared with the previous time when he shot on the Stone Monument, Xiao Jinghong's strength was more than doubled.

Opposite the ring, Qin Chen's expressionless face, the rusty mysterious rust sword split a brilliant sword light, the sword light flickered, and suddenly penetrated into Xiao Jinghong's attack.

Shit!

The terrifying sword light instantly tore apart the wind and rain that swept the ring, and it was a powerful mess.

"What, it was broken?"

"Wind-rolled clouds!"

Xiao Jinghong didn't change his face, and slammed a punch again. Above his body, an astonishing blood force surged. Combining the two, the entire arena was full of wind and clouds, with amazing power and thick dragons. Rolling on top of the ring and galloping, there are more roars looming, which is frightening.

"interesting!"

Qin Chen looked calmly, the other party combined the two forces of Fengyun, adding his own understanding of Fengyun's mood, forming a unique Fengyun mood, oppressing his spirit and body.

This technique has surpassed the general martial arts cheats.

But not enough to see.

Click!

Although the rank of the mysterious rust sword is vague, there is no doubt that it is a hard mess, surpassing most precious soldiers, Qin Chen runs his true power, and his mind is concentrated in the mysterious rust sword, easily tearing open the thick tornado. swirl.

Boom!

The hurricane-like wind whimpered on the ring and broke away in all directions.

"Damn it, take me this trick again, Jingyun Wuji!"

Two strokes were defeated, Xiao Jinghong's heart was annoyed, his eyes were like electricity, and he screamed, his hands were in a bow shape, a unique force field formed between his hands, forming a cloud pillar-like attack. Among them, the wind and clouds surging, cut down instantly.

"This is the third trick!"

Qin Chen sneered. At the moment when the opponent shot his hand, Leng Guang suddenly burst into his eyes, the mysterious rust sword in his hand split like lightning, and the true power in his body exploded wildly.

Boom!

A long and splendid sword shadow rushed forward in the void, and countless streams of light flashed and exploded, turning into a serpentine river of swords, instantly shattering the cloud pillar attack formed by Xiao Jinghong.

Puff!

The real power of body protection on the body surface was as vulnerable as a fragile piece of white paper. It burst into pieces. Xiao Jinghong's eyes widened and flew out, with blood spurting from his mouth, and a hideous wound several feet long appeared on his chest. Spring-like blood spewed out from it and spilled to the ground.

"This is the three tricks you said to defeat me?"

On the ring, Qin Chen stood with his sword, looking down at Xiao Jinghong, who was lying on the ground, unable to move, his indifferent voice slowly echoed above the ring.

The audience was silent for an instant.