Chapter 224 Fighting Against Wei Qingfan

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The piercing killing spirit surged up...

Everyone in the audience looked at the black saber in Chu Hen's palm, all of them showed astonishment on their faces. The other party can still use a knife?

"To deal with you, why use my best weapon..."

Chu Hen looked at Wei Qingfan coldly, the smile on his face showed frivolity and disdain.

Wei Qingfan's face darkened slightly, and coldness surged in his eyes, "Hmph, I want to see how long you can be rampant?"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Qingfan's figure moved, and he flew directly towards Chu Hen. The golden scimitar in his hand shone with a dazzling light. He raised the knife and slashed down, and there were waves of wind and thunder in the air...

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Sen Luoya in Chu Hen's hand also erupted with a strong black light, his eyes froze, and he raised his knife fearlessly to meet Wei Qingfan head-on.

"boom……"

Two light shadows, one black and one gold, flashed across the air, and then merged firmly.

The collision of heavy forces directly caused a large wave of saber light to rise in the middle area of ​​the two of them. Sen Luoya and his scimitar crossed each other to fight. Chu Hen and Wei Qingfan faced each other head-on, and both of them erupted. Unleash a majestic power of true essence.

Circles of golden light lingered and danced from Wei Qingfan's body.

A thick black light rose from Chu Hen's body like the Nine Nether flames.

Although the confrontation in front of this move was simple, everyone in the audience could clearly feel the strong wind blowing up on the stage and the extremely chaotic violent airflow.

"This guy……"

Many people in the audience frowned, with disbelief on their faces.

Especially the group of people who had been to the Holy Bell City before, were even more astonished. At that time, Chu Hen had struggled to catch Wei Qingfan's move, but now he was able to fight against him face to face without being weak. This kind of growth rate is really heart-wrenching. Surprised.

...

"Hey!" Wei Qingfan said in a deep voice with a strong ruthlessness in his eyes, "Stinky boy, I shouldn't have kept your lowly life in the first place!"

Chu Hen sneered disdainfully, and said, "It sounds like you are kind, but the people you sent out before are all trash."

Really, ever since Chu Hen stepped into the imperial capital, Wei Qingfan has always wanted Chu Hen's life.

First, more than 20 assassins attacked at midnight, and then Wang Renchong, the newcomer of Difeng, was ordered to persecute Wang Renchong at the Xingrui Contest, and then he sent his entourage Wei Han to attack quietly. It was the thirty-two people who bribed the entire competition area to besiege and kill Chu Hen...

To be honest, every time Wei Qingfan sent out people, their cultivation bases were not bad.

And basically they are absolutely sure to kill Chu Hen, if it were someone else, they would have died several times. But that is Chu Hen, who is in a state of distress all the time, smashing Wei Qingfan's plot time and time again...

However, today, the two are fighting on the same stage.

New sorrows and old hatreds followed one after another, sparks flew everywhere, bursting out a momentum of killing.

...

"Hey, they are indeed useless trash, but this time, I will do it myself!" Wei Qingfan smiled coldly.

Chu Hen raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied lazily, "I'm sorry, I forgot to mention it just now, but you, Wei Qingfan, are also a piece of trash..."

"court death!"

"Boom!"

Together with the fury of the converging torrent, a surging wave of aftermath immediately swayed across the table, the wind danced wildly, the sand and rocks were shattered, and the two of them retreated towards the rear...

After each of them backed up more than ten meters, the furious Wei Qingfan raised his murderous intent and slashed out with a knife.

"call out!"

A golden knife shadow blasted out, attacking Chu Hen with the might of piercing the air and cutting the wind.

"Hmph!" Chu Hen was fearless, his dark eyes quietly became deep and sharp,

Sen Luoya waved his hand, the sword wrapped in the black awn was extremely powerful, and at the same time that the shadow of the sword was shattered with one blow, a wave of the sword as powerful as the shock wave of the sea swept towards Wei Qingfan in front of him.

The surging sword light swept across thousands of troops like a mat, roaring towards it with the momentum of scouring.

"How dare you stand arrogantly in front of me with this little strength?"

Before Wei Qingfan finished speaking, he flashed away from the spot in an instant, dazzling golden aurora lingering around his body. Wei Qingfan directly broke through the overlapping waves of black sabers in front of him, and arrived in front of Chu Hen in an instant, the fierce attack came like a wolf.

Wei Qingfan was imposing, while Chu Hen showed no sign of weakness, and Sen Luoya was chilling.

The golden scimitar and the black sword continued to clash and collide crazily on the table, and the sound of heavy waves overlapped continuously, piercing and ear-piercing.

Melee combat, speed wins!

The battle between the two constantly accelerated the pace of the battle.

Sparks splashed in all directions, true essence was unrestrained, and the lights and shadows of the sword were overwhelming, making people dazzled.

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Seeing the inseparable two people fighting in close combat on the martial arts arena, the hearts of countless audiences off the field were so tensed that they didn't even have the time to catch their breath.

The fierce battle situation made everyone tense up every nerve.

"Chu Hen's sword skills are not inferior to his spear skills at all!" In the audience seat of Tianxing Martial Mansion, the instructor Song Chenglie narrowed his eyes slightly, his face filled with a little wonder.

"Mr. Xilan's coaching ability really makes me feel ashamed!"

"It's strange!" Wuying Tutor sitting next to him casually let out a surprise.

"What?" Song Chenglie asked.

"The way and the arc of this kid's knife seems to be somewhat similar to Yuyue's."

"Really?" Song Chenghun was stunned, and then carefully observed the fierce battle on the table, only to see that every time Chu Hen swung his saber, his wrist would be raised slightly, causing the saber to swing out for a second time. accelerate.

Judging from the previous few battles, Bai Yuyue did often do this.

However, at this moment, Bai Yuyue was also surprised, and there was a faint surprise on that beautiful face.

Others only found out that some parts of Chu Hen's saber technique were somewhat similar to hers, but Bai Yuyue saw it clearly. The resemblance between Chu Hen and her was not only the movement of the sword... even the way of the sword... The rhythm, speed, and trajectory of the blade are all surprisingly similar...

"How is this going?"

The more Bai Yuyue watched, the more startled she became, and the more confused she became. If it was just a pure imitation, then she really admired Chu Hen.

After all, there were people who wanted to imitate her sword skills before, but they all learned four different things. In actual combat, they couldn't even perform at one tenth of Bai Yuyue's level.

And Chu Hen, in her opinion, can definitely score more than eight points.

Of course, this eight points refers to Bai Yuyue's pure sword skills, excluding other elements of strength. If Chu Hen and Bai Yuyue were to fight, the winning side would undoubtedly be Chu Hen with the strongest overall strength.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

...

The fierce battle between Wei Qingfan and Chu Hen kept pulling the hearts of everyone present.

This is the ultimate showdown between the favorites to win the championship and the powerful dark horses.

The chaotic lights and shadows of the sword splashed and vented wantonly. Wherever the two fought and fought, the ground was startled with deep and narrow knife marks and gullies.

The two who have been fighting for the real fire for a long time, the enemy and the enemy will not give in, and they will fight for the front!

"Stinky boy, die for me!" Wei Qingfan's eyes were filled with a ferocious cold light, and the sharp scimitar was shining brightly, as if it had been soaked in the sun's holy light, together with the rapid breaking wind The sound, quickly slashed towards Chu Hen.

"Get out of your mother..." Chu Hen shouted angrily, Sen Luo's teeth rose like black fire, and the sword light surged, dragging a series of phantoms in the air, and then firmly with the scimitar Confluence Shock.

"Boom!"

The violent and heavy shock was like a thunderstorm piercing through the ears, and with the aftermath of the berserk sweeping across all directions, Chu Hen and Wei Qingfan flew back again.

All the rocks on the ground collapsed and shattered, and the criss-crossing cracks seemed to knock down the fighting platform.

"call out!"

The moment Chu Hen stabilized his figure, his mind moved, and a red crystal spell-sealed rune appeared in front of him.

"It's the Fiery Curse Seal..."

"Buzz!"

Together with a cry of exclamation from the audience, a curtain of flames shot up to the sky on the martial arts stage, and Yuan Dan in Chu Hen's body turned rapidly. In the next instant, a giant flaming hand came out from there. Wei Qingfan flew out of the fire curtain, setting off a terrifying wave of hot air and heading towards Wei Qingfan...

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