Mo Wu Ling Tian

Just now, everyone saw a stream of light rushing towards the center of Xia Qin and An Shaoyang from a distance, but they didn't see the shooting figure clearly.

The light mist above the center of the martial arts field slowly dissipated, Wu Chen's figure suddenly appeared in the center of Xia Qin and An Shaoyang on the martial arts field, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Wu Chen curiously.

"Fourth" Xia Qin who was behind Wu Chen shouted hysterically when he saw Wu Chen's figure.

"Second brother, you and the boss will take Jiang Huai to heal his injuries first, and leave it to me." Wu Chen turned around and walked towards Xia Qin, saying with guilt in his heart.

"But..." Xia Qin tensed and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wu Chen's words.

"Jiang Huai's revenge, I will let him pay with blood." Wu Chen's stern eyes swept towards An Shaoyang opposite, and although An Shaoyang was surprised at the strength Wu Chen showed just now, he still had a look on the surface. He had a calm expression, as if he didn't take Wu Chen seriously at all.

Seeing Wu Chen's resolute and crazy eyes, Xia Qin froze for a moment and said calmly, "Be careful, the boss and I will take Jianghuai to heal his injuries first."After speaking, he turned around and headed towards Yan Xiang and Jiang Huai's place outside the martial arts arena.

Wu Chen and Yan Xiang looked at each other, and they nodded at each other, naturally understanding what the other was thinking.

"Anjia is indeed a place where garbage is dumped, and it can actually transfer hatred to others." Wu Chen turned to An Shaoyang and said with anger in his ice-cold voice.

"Haha, you still came out." An Shaoyang laughed twice and did not answer Wu Chen's words, his eyes quickly turned blood red and continued: "I will let you be buried with Ling Feng."

The mighty battle qi of the early days of King Wu radiated from the two of them at the same time, and the huge aura stunned all the freshmen and old students outside the martial arts arena.

"Tasha, should we report to Teacher Long?" A handsome little girl outside the martial arts field said worriedly to her partner beside her.The two little girls are Luo Lin and Tasha, Wu Chen's classmates in Class [-], Grade [-], Fire Department.

"It's useless to tell Teacher Long. If Wu Chen hadn't entered the martial arts arena, he could still be saved. However, if he entered the martial arts arena, even Teacher Long might not be able to stop the fighting, because this is the rule formed by Chuyuan Academy for many years." Tasha replied with a sigh.

"However, Wu Chen's cultivation is also very strong. I hope he can hold on for an hour, so that the battle will end naturally." Rowling could only think of this, and the two slender hands clasped excitedly, all for Wu Chen's strength. Safety is worried.

"Nine-turn Yanhuo Jue" An Shaoyang snorted, and a layer of fire covered his body to look at it. At first glance, it was not the power that ordinary fire-type Dou Qi Ling Jue could possess.

The 'Nine Turning Technique' An Shaoyang, who was wrapped in the fire, immediately left an afterimage on the spot, his body shot towards Wu Chen with the momentum of piercing the air, and the 'Spiritual Fire Palm' on his right hand also emerged, sending out a not weak fluctuation.

Seeing An Shaoyang's fierce attack, the students watching the excitement on the martial arts arena were all surprised for a while, and then looked at Wu Chen, who was a head shorter than An Shaoyang, some showed a gloating expression, and some were schadenfreude. There was a touch of sadness, and some rejoicing that An Shaoyang was not fighting against him standing in the martial arts arena.

But in the face of An Shaoyang's fierce and fierce attack, Wu Chen still stood there calmly as before, without any movement to resist, but his eyes were filled with anger.

But just like that, Wu Chen's actions immediately caught everyone by surprise.

Seeing Wu Chen stunned in place, An Shaoyang thought that Wu Chen was frightened by his fierce offensive, and he immediately thought that Wu Chen was vulnerable, but the palm of the palm was even more ruthless. In a few minutes, more fire-type battle energy poured into it, and he wanted to kill Wu Chen here in one fell swoop.

In Wu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, the power of the soul surged like a river, and at the moment of buzzing, it gathered rapidly, and a cone-shaped "soul spike" formed by the condensed soul power shot towards the An Shaoyang who came attacked secretly.

As soon as Wu Chen came up, he understood the slightest loss, not the slightest resistance as everyone saw.

The 'Soul Spike' does not have a physical body like fighting qi martial arts and brilliant magic attacks, but there is no sign without a trace of clues that can be caught with the eyes.

Unless the other party is a master whose soul power is comparable to Wu Chen's, and whose soul power has reached the level of soul release or similar, he will never be aware of the attack of the 'soul spike'.

An Shaoyang, who rushed forward with a fierce face, seemed to have foreseen the scene where Wu Chen would be turned into flying ash in the palm of his own spiritual flame.

But just when An Shaoyang was proud, suddenly a tyrannical force rushed into An Shaoyang's mind, and a piercing pain burst in An Shaoyang's mind.

"Ah..." A tragic cry came from An Shaoyang's mouth. Did the spiritual flame palm on An Shaoyang's right hand break away from An Shaoyang's control, and then fell from the air with both hands covering his head? Already distorted by intense pain.

Since none of the many students outside the martial arts field had reached the state of soul release at this time, everyone outside the martial arts field was stunned when they saw An Shaoyang's sudden change, and couldn't figure it out , Boos continued to come from the sidelines.

Seeing Wu Chen who had been stunned in place, everyone felt for the first time that Wu Chen was so mysterious that he was able to do this. They looked at Wu Chen with fear.

The Spirit Flame Fire Palm, which had lost the control of its master, had lost its constant supply of Dou Qi, and its original power had been weakened by about twice, roaring to Wu Chen's side.

Wu Chen, who had been stunned in place all this time, suddenly moved. "Nine flashes through the sky" Wu Chen let out a low cry, and easily dodged the attack brought by the spiritual flame palm.

Then it turned into a stream of red light, and rushed towards An Shaoyang who fell into the air.

"Flood dragon leg kill!" Wu Chen let out a low voice in his heart, and the fire spirit filled Wu Chen's right leg in an instant, and a fiery red afterimage was swept across the air by Wu Chen's right foot.

With a "bang", the dragon's leg hit An Shaoyang's falling solidly on the chest, and only the sound of "creak" and "creak" came into Wu Chen's soul perception.

Because the soul spikes made An Shaoyang completely defenseless, and lost the reason why the fire element fighting spirit protected his body, An Shaoyang's breastbone was kicked into pieces several times by Wu Chen's 'Dragon Leg Kill'.

"Boom", "Boom"... An Shaoyang's body slammed into the ground hard, and barely stopped after sliding a long distance.

Shouts of astonishment suddenly came out outside the martial arts arena. This kind of ending that they had never expected appeared in front of them so soon.

"This, this... Tasha, Wu Chen... why is his cultivation above fighting spirit so... tyrannical?" Rowling was still worried about Wu Chen's safety, but at this time she was shocked by Wu Chen's tyrannical strength Some stuttered and said to Tasha beside her.

"I don't know, Wu Chen's performance just now was really handsome, Rowling, I found that I already... already... already fell in love with Wu Chen." Rowling looked at Wu Chen's face proudly standing on the martial arts arena with admiration Scarlet whispered to her little friend.

When Rowling heard Tasha's answer, she was taken aback for a moment and then recovered. She gave Tasha a blank look, and then turned to look at Wu Chen in the arena. A blush appeared on Rowling's face as well.

"Hmph, these old students usually know how to bully our freshmen. Now that senior Wu Chen defeated An Shaoyang so easily, it can be regarded as a breath of anger for our freshmen. Senior Wu Chen, we support you." A freshman turned to Wu in the field. Chen shouted.

"Senior Wu Chen, we support you!" Immediately, the freshmen followed the shout and cheered for Wu Chen excitedly.Cheering for the freshmen.

On the other hand, those old students watching the fun had flushed faces at this moment, and lowered their heads in shame, scolding An Shaoyang hundreds of times in their hearts.

Hearing the reactions of the people outside the arena, Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, but he recovered in an instant, and stared coldly at An Shaoyang who was lying on the ground and was getting up. calmed down.

But at this time, Wu Chen no longer had the anger that was dazzled by the anger when he first arrived, his mind turned, and with a cold snort, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards An Shaoyang who was crawling on the ground.

The mental power was mobilized immediately, and a small fireball appeared on the right hand, and then quickly turned into a sharp and short dagger.

At this time, An Shaoyang had recovered a little bit, and felt Wu Chen rushing towards him. Although his heart was full of fear, the humiliation Wu Chen brought to him had already made him dizzy with anger. Call Wu Chen.

Seeing this situation, Wu Chen's face had recovered a lot of coldness, but it intensified again. Nine Flashes pierced through the air, dodging An Shaoyang's spiritual fire palm with spiritual fire, and kicked him from bottom to top. An Shaoyang kicked An Shaoyang several meters above An Shaoyang's chin.

Then he sprang up, rushed to An Shaoyang's height, and quickly cut a knife on An Shaoyang's hands and feet with the magic dagger turned into a small fireball in his hand.

Then a volley twirled and landed steadily on the ground. With a "bang", An Shaoyang fell to the ground again, his hands and feet spasmed continuously, the tendons of his hands and hamstrings had been completely severed, and The wound has even been severely burned by the hot temperature of the small fireball.

Due to the severe pain, An Shaoyang whimpered with a voice of "um... eh...", raised his head with difficulty and looked at Wu Chen with endless fear, then slammed his head on the ground and immediately Passed out.

But outside the arena, the arrogance of Heizi, the younger brother who followed An Shaoyang, had already been extinguished. Seeing the situation in the martial arts arena, he was so frightened that his forehead was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to step forward when he saw An Shaoyang unconscious on the ground.

Seeing An Shaoyang's tragic situation, the anger in Wu Chen's heart has faded a lot, and he secretly said in his heart, "If you were outside Chuyuan Academy, you would have already returned to hell."

Because of Jiang Huai's injury, Wu Chen didn't stay here much. He used Nine Flashes and disappeared in the center of the martial arts arena, leaving the shocked people outside the martial arts arena to look at each other. Wu Chen, a freshman, has been equated with extreme danger.

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