Chapter 971 (1/2)
”Lu Zhenfeng, welcome failure!”
Lu Chen, carrying eight kinds of power sources, approached the virtual shadow, appeared in front of Lu Zhenfeng, and the terrible power fell down.
”How is that possible?”
Lu Zhenfeng's face changed greatly, and his forehead burst into a cold sweat. He quickly evolved the Qianyuan real thunder sword to the extreme, but he hasn't made a move yet. Lu Chen is approaching, and the virtual shadow of the eight origins rushed up.
In its four directions, there was an endless bang, a bang, and a flower of blood.
In an instant, blood appeared on Lu Zhenfeng.
Then, with a loud noise, he rolled up a blood flower, gave a painful cry and flew out backwards.
”Bang”;
He fell to the ground with blood dripping.
”Lu Zhenfeng lost?”
”Unexpectedly, he defeated Lu Zhenfeng.”
”This land dust can't be underestimated!”
Zhang Yan, Liu Jian and others were shocked on the side of the divine sword sect.
Yuan Hong and Yan Chunfeng also showed surprise.
”Good!”
Li bianchuan and Wang Shan both praised this.
Ji Tianshu looked moved.
Shi Xiang and Wu Hanying both looked gloomy.
The strength of Lu Chen was really beyond their expectation. They felt that it was by no means easy to deal with Lu Chen.
”Admit it!”
But Lu Chen was very calm. He bowed slightly to Lu Zhenfeng and walked down the platform.
”Damn it, I'll avenge it someday.” Lu Zhenfeng gritted his teeth and said.
”What is waiting for you is still failure.” The faint road of land dust.
”Damn it.” Lu Zhenfeng's face was gloomy and fierce. His anger was burning in his heart, but there was nowhere to attack. In the face of Yuan Hong, he could only be careful for fear of touching the bad luck of the second old man.
”Feel at ease and recover from the injury. This son's strength is beyond my expectation.” Yuan Hong comforted.
Yan Chunfeng also nodded.
”Yes.” Lu Zhenfeng quickly bowed down and stood honestly in the rear.
”We lost the fifth game. Who of the four of you will win the sixth game?” Yan Chunfeng glanced at Ye Kai, Wu Qianmo, Yinghe and he Bofu and asked.
”Elder, I'll go.” Wu Qianmo came out.
He is well proportioned, wears a white jade crown, wears white clothes, is spotless, and holds a folding fan in his hand. He looks elegant and elegant, like a gentle childe, but his face looks as cold as white frost.
”Wu Qianmo? OK, you can play the sixth competition.” Yan Chunfeng nodded.
”Please two elders wait for good news.”
Wu Qianmo immediately bowed his hand, then stepped out, turned into white light, and fell on the broad stage like a popular landing.
He looked at Ji Tianshu, the divine sword sect, with bright eyes and said in a loud voice, ”I'm Wu Qianmo, the disciple of the divine sword sect. I don't know which disciple of the divine sword sect is willing to teach me about my sword technique?”
”Wu Qianmo? Is that him?”
”It is said that he cultivates cold ice power, so he has the title of cold faced childe.”
”This man is not weak.”
Xia Ba whispered, then Ji Tianshu, Zhao Tianyue, Li Chenggong and Kou Xuan. I don't know who would like to compete with Wu Qianmo?
Li bianchuan and Wang Shan also looked at the four of them.
”Two elders, disciples are not sure of victory in the face of Wu Qianmo.” Kou Xuan hesitated.
Li bianchuan and his face sank when they heard the speech.
”Two elders, disciples are willing to fight with Wu Qianmo.”
Zhao Tianyue suddenly walked out. She was full of heroism and had a different kind of beauty. Now she came out. Compared with Kou Xuan, who was willing to bow down to Wu Qianmo, she really had the style of a woman.
Who says women are inferior to men?
”Well, Zhao Tianyue, your strength is not weak. You should be able to win the war in wuqianmo.”
Li bianchuan looked at each other, nodded immediately and agreed to Zhao Tianyue's battle.
”Shua!”
Zhao Tianyue immediately came forward when she heard the speech. The Phoenix eyebrows and stars made people look sideways. She fell on the battle platform, looked at Wu Qianmo and made a clear voice: ”Wu Qianmo, I Zhao Tianyue will fight you.”
”Zhao Tianyue, is that you?”
Wu Qianmo's face changed slightly when he heard the speech, because he knew Zhao Tianyue and her strength, so his heart sank and felt that the war was not so good to win.
But he had already boasted in front of Yuan Hong and could only fight.
”It's Zhao Tianyue.”
”It's her, the descendant of the Zhao family who is praised by the Zhao family as the most gifted in kendo.”
”Wu Qianmo is in trouble.”
Liu Jian and others knew her reputation even if they had not seen Zhao Tianyue. They thought to themselves that they were not sure of winning Zhao Tianyue.
”Unexpectedly, these two old foxes sent Zhao Tianyue out. It's not good.” Yuan Hong said.
”Don't worry, Wu Qianmo's strength is not weak, and it's hard to say whether he will win or lose.” Yan Chunfeng said slowly.
Yuan Hong nodded slightly and looked at Wu Qianmo.
”Please.”
Wu Qianmo felt Yan Chunfeng's eyes and immediately looked at Zhao Tianyue, making a sound like a golden dagger, emitting a cold air.
Then, he threw the folding fan in his hand into the air. The fan immediately turned into a silver sword, blooming frost white light, like a snow mountain, emitting cold air and cold smoke.