Chapter 210: Plum sword, but thats it (1/2)

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Faced with the numerous penetrating solid sword shadows that came from the front, Chu Hen's face did not show the slightest confusion ...

The magic gun in his palm was closed, and the palms of his hands were condensed. Together with the extremely violent power fluctuations, two different colors of mantras were suddenly shocked in his hands.

”That is?”

”Spell of Fire and Spell of Frost?”

”How is that possible? This guy just showed the thunderbolt.”

”Is he going against the sky?”

...

Looking at the two curse-printed runes condensed by Chu Hen, everyone in this room widened their eyes and their faces were incredible.

Everyone who had been to the city of Holy Bell was shocked and speechless.

At the beginning, even Shen Yunxi, Wei Qingfan, and Bai Yu stunned them. These geniuses only got a spellprint. Chu Chen won three of them, which is too surprising.

However, everyone still wonders why Chu Chu releases the power of two runes at the same time?

Does the other party not know that the power released by the runes of different attributes will be repelled?

No one here has any extra time to think.

Just at this momentous moment, at the moment of electric light flint, a delicate and delicate small rune suddenly appeared in front of Chu Hen ...

Suddenly, Chu Chen said nothing but released two powerful forces directly.

”Boom!”

The hot flames of the sky and the icy mysterious air of the cold forest suddenly resembled two torrents of fury, setting off an irresistible terror that screamed towards the front ...

”rumble!”

Successive heavy explosions exploded between the two, one red, one white, and two violent dragons that were out of the sea, and shattered the swords that had flew from them with the power of sweeping.

”Oh my god!”

”This guy?”

...

The crowd in the audience was astounded, their chins were about to fall to the ground, a pillar of fire, an icicle, rolled up the cold and hot raging mighty power that hit Shen Junxi full of surprise.

”boom!”

Amazing power poured down, and the hot and cold light rolled over.

In the hundreds of pairs of shocked eyes around them, two waves of air surged up in front of Shen Yunxi, a loud bang, and if the other party was hit by a torrent, the body trembled violently and flew out. The big mouth's blood spewed out of his mouth.

”brother!”

”Brother Yunxi!”

Shen Xinwen and Shang Ze from Lingxi Wufu were totally astonished, and their faces were pale.

While Shen Yunxi flew out, the aftermath of fury continued to sweep down, and countless stone bricks on the ground were hung from a thick layer. As if encountered a strong current scour, a gully that was seven or eight meters wide and dozens of meters long was suddenly shocked before everyone ...

Even many onlookers behind Shen Junxi were toppled to the ground by this powerful aftermath.

”boom……”

Shen Yunxi fell heavily on the ground and dragged on the ground for more than ten meters before he could stop.

The body was constantly scorching the cold, and the clothes were burnt in many places, gray-faced, black-faced, embarrassed, and there was a bit of chicness just now.

Blood kept coughing from his mouth, his breath was slumped and it was difficult to get up again.

”hiss……”

The appearance of this scene directly caused everyone in the room to take a breath.

The whole street was in a dead silence.

Shen Yunxi was defeated!

It was defeated by Chu Hen, who is only in the ninth level of Tongyuan Realm!

This is something that everyone never dreamed of.

Not long ago, everyone was still talking about how ugly it would be for Chu Hen to lose Shen Yunxi's hands in the first battle tomorrow ... and the scene in front of me was fanning countless people.

”DaDa ...”

The sound of steady footsteps shook everyone's hearts, and saw Chu Hen's expression indifferent, step by step towards Shen Yunxi ahead. The invisible oppression made everyone's heartstrings tense.

”Oh, plum sword Shen Yunxi ... but that's it!”

Chu Chen did not conceal the irony and contempt in his tone.

The face of Shen Junxi's wolverine was full of confusion, and he struggled on the ground, retreating constantly.

”Hey, do you know that you are afraid?” Chu Hen's eyes revealed a lot of disdain, and he smiled lightly. ”When it comes to courage, you are less than one tenth of Long Qingyang ...”

”Chu marks, stop!”

At this moment, a group of Lingxi Wufu rushed out of the restaurant.