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"With the cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of the Soul Realm, he can reach this point. This boy and that Ye kid seem to come from the same place. Interesting, interesting..."
Master Jianxiong seemed to be alive at this moment!
The moment he saw Feng Caichen, his intuition told him that this boy was very likely the successor he had been looking for for so long!
This feeling made Master Jianxiong's already dull and dead heart seem to be rejuvenated with life and vitality.
His own time is coming, and everything has been enlightened. Only one obsession remains, and it has even become more paranoid!
That is to find a successor for himself, pass on what he has learned in the super-large ruins, and let himself leave some traces in this world.
It's just that he has been wandering in the ten empires for these years, and has seen one sword genius after another, but none of them is suitable. Now he has a kind of excitement he has never had before from Feng Caichen.
At this moment, Jian Xiong Zhenjun's attention was all on Feng Caichen. He wanted to see with his own eyes what level this boy's sword cultivation had reached.
On the No. 19 battle stage, as Feng Caichen's voice fell, Chang Qingge suddenly stepped on his right foot, and lightning flashed all over his body. Thunder rushed, but it was not the purple color like the magnificent power of heaven, but blue!
The blue thunder was very strange, with a kind of blue and dark color, as if it did not come from the sky, but from the devil thunder under the nine netherworlds!
"Feng Caichen! Take my nine blue thunder strikes! Spring thunder strikes!"
Chang Qingge shouted, and the whole body turned directly into a blue lightning. His right hand actually condensed a blue thunder knife, exuding unparalleled attack power. With one slash, thunder roared! It was
as if the first thunder in spring exploded, startling all things in the world and making people tremble with fear!
Boom!
The cyan lightning blade flashed across the sky and slashed directly at Feng Caichen. The surging cyan lightning rumbled as if it could destroy everything!
Yin!
Facing Chang Qingge's earth-shattering move, Feng Caichen drew his Yangwu sword and shone with brilliant sword light. Surprisingly, Feng Caichen did not attack but chose to defend.
Swish!
The long sword and the lightning blade touched, and the cyan thunder exploded, with lethality gushing out. However, Feng Caichen seemed to have turned into an extremely agile sword river, moving sideways and easily avoiding the slash.
"Heavenly Thunder Rotation!"
Chang Qingge's indifferent expression did not change. He did not change his emotions at all even though he had not made any achievements with his sword. He directly slashed out the second strike of the Purple Thunder Nine Strike!
Swish!
The cyan lightning blade soared, and the cyan thunder followed like a shadow. The move of Heavenly Thunder Rotation was very mysterious. The cyan lightning roared and drowned everything. Even the world seemed to be turned over, which was very visually impactful.
Feng Caichen was holding a long sword at this moment, but his steps were like a feather in the sky, light and fluttering, riding the wind with the long sword, but he blocked the attack, and Chang Qingge still returned without success.
At this moment, Chang Qingge's face finally changed.
He was very clear about the power of the Purple Thunder Nine Strike. This was an ancient inheritance that he had obtained by chance. He practiced hard and mastered it. It was also because of mastering this set of Purple Thunder Nine Strike that he was able to rise in Wushuang County.
The first strike of Spring Thunder Explosion and the second strike of Sky Rotation Thunder were the two most profound and pure moves he mastered, and their power was also the most perfectly developed. Once used, even Li Xuanfeng and Qin Wushuang had to face it.
But now Feng Caichen just dodged all of them with his body skills, which shocked Chang Qingge. But
now that things have come to this point, he naturally can't give up. Although the latter part of the Purple Thunder Nine Strike has not yet been practiced, he can't care so much at this moment!
"The third strike of the Nine Purple Thunder Strikes! Thunder Hell! Open it for me!"
The green thunder roared wildly all over his body, as if sweeping across the ten directions, and the roar continued. Chang Qingge turned into a green thunder blade tens of thousands of feet in size, pointing to the sky and the earth, cutting through the void, and surprisingly wanted to summon a thunder hell!
Boom!
The terrifying power of thunder suddenly surged, tearing a huge hole in the void, and the power of thunder really exploded, and the thunder hell descended!
This scene made countless cultivators feel horrified and terrified, and they dared not even breathe.
Feng Caichen stood in the void, looking up at the thunder hell above the sky with clear eyes, but the long sword in his right hand slowly returned to the sheath, as if he had given up.
On the main battle stage, the eyes of Jianxiong Zhenjun became brighter and brighter!
Feng Caichen's actions could be hidden from others but not from him. Although he was sheathing his sword, there seemed to be a sharp sword intent accumulating energy. It was a force that could cut people's hearts, as if once it was slashed, it would be the unity of spirit, energy and soul. The sword light whistled and destroyed everything!
Sheathing the sword does not mean giving up, but a sword with great energy!
Those who can do this are all amazing sword masters!
Feng Caichen's sword made Jian Xiong Zhenjun extremely excited, his eyes were extremely warm, and he didn't blink.
Boom!
Finally, Thunder Hell came down with a bang, and Chang Qingge had already merged with Thunder Hell. His face was extremely pale at this moment, and his veins were bulging. It was obvious that he had used all his strength and fought to the death!
"Feng Caichen! Turn into thunder slag for me!"
With a roar, Chang Qingge suppressed it together with Thunder Hell!
At this moment, Feng Caichen's sword had just been sheathed, but his fair and slender right hand was still holding the hilt, never retracting it. He exuded an extremely peaceful aura!
But in the next moment, the world seemed to suddenly light up!
Yin!
That was the sound of the sword singing, the sound of the sword leaping in joy, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed!
Swish!
A brilliant sword light appeared out of nowhere, like a little light at the beginning of the world, instantly exploding the infinite future! Heaven
-slashing Sword Drawing Technique!
At this moment, Feng Caichen used the sword he had learned from the Ru Wo slash and released it instantly!
The sword light was swift and cut through the sky!
Swish!
A sound that made people's teeth ache resounded, and the Thunder Hell summoned by Chang Qingge in the void was instantly cut in half and turned into nothingness!
Chang Qingge's figure appeared from it, but he was already stiff, but his face still had an incredible gray and angry look!
He lost! He
was cut by Feng Caichen's sword!
Yangwu Sword was sheathed again, Feng Caichen looked at Chang Qingge with clear eyes, and his voice sounded faintly.
"This set of purple thunder nine strikes is unfathomable, ancient and powerful, and its power is far more than that. It's a pity that it fell into your hands and let it be covered in dust. It's really a pity to entrust it to the wrong person." Feng Caichen
's words were like a dagger that only missed Chang Qingge's heart, making his eyes bloodshot. He seemed to want to say something, but then his body was neatly split and cut in half.
When Feng Caichen killed Chang Qingge, the battle of the fourth group was also coming to an end.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the entire twenty-five battle platforms finally ended with the fall of the last person.
At this point, the top 100 of the four groups of arena finals formed by two hundred super geniuses were finally selected!
These 100 people became the most dazzling existence, and they were also the final winners of this genius battle. They were all qualified to enter the Xingyan Holy Hall!
But soon, Ya Si's voice sounded again!
"Congratulations to the 100 super geniuses for standing out. Then the next is the competition between the top ten and the champion. According to the instructions of Lord Meng Qian, the top ten of this genius battle can get the rewards promised by the Lord before."
"No rest, just start directly, two by two randomly assigned, start the duel. After the first round, the top 50 will be decided, and then and so on, until the champion is born!"
Buzz!
As Ya Si's words sounded, another 25 battle platforms rose up, and a total of 50 green leaf battle platforms appeared.
At the same time, the names of the 100 people who successfully advanced in the void began to be randomly assigned again!
"Battle Platform No. 1, Tianma County Huang Ke, Longgu County Ye Wuque!"
When Ya Si's words fell, at the Green Leaf Throne, Ye Wuque's bright eyes surged with a touch of shocking coldness!
It's really a narrow road for enemies to cross!
Thoughts surged in Ye Wuque's mind.
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Feng Caichen opened his mouth softly and said to Ye Wuque.
"That's natural."
Ye Wuque's Xingyan clone took a step forward, and at the same time, He Hongyao, who had been closing her eyes, opened her eyes and looked at the No. 1 battle platform.
"Hahahaha! Ye Wuque! You can't escape from my palm after all! This time, it's your turn to enjoy the pain of wanting to live but not being able to die!"
When Ye Wuque stepped into the No. 1 battle platform, a hideous and cruel laugh came from far away, and a figure cut through the sky. It was Huang Ke!
With a bang, Huang Ke landed on the No. 1 battle platform. He looked at Ye Wuque from a distance, and his scorched face was full of murderous intent and coldness, as if he had hated Ye Wuque to the bone and wanted to kill him as soon as possible.
"Don't worry, I will never let you have the right to self-destruct this time. Your life and death can only be controlled by me!"
Huang Ke slowly raised his right hand, clenched it slightly, and looked at Ye Wuque as if he was looking at a lamb, with a conceited and ferocious sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"You cut Guo Xiaotian with eighty-eight knives, and He Hongyao with one hundred and twelve knives, a total of three hundred knives. Next, I will crush your bones into three thousand pieces and repay you ten times, not a piece more, not a piece less. Before that, you can't die." With
his black hair fluttering, Ye Wuque stood on the battle stage with his hands behind his back. He spoke lightly, but his tone was cold and ruthless, as if floating from the depths of hell, with a terrible fluctuation that made people tremble in the heart. Search "Cool Craftsman" on WeChat, follow the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! Update the fastest!