twin gods

Chapter 397 The Showdown of Artistic Conceptions

Facing the overwhelming dead air, Feng Moer stepped lightly on his feet, and his body suddenly retreated. An invisible hurricane rose suddenly centered on her, and the dead air was also blocked by the hurricane, even The surrounding dead air was attracted by the wind force of the hurricane and poured there.

"It's all right!" Huo Xinchen was surprised.

After all the dead air was sucked away, the hurricane rushed straight into the sky, and then slowly dissipated in the sky above, and the dead air emanating from Huo Xinchen also permeated the sky, a dense blackness, like the end of the world generally.

After Feng Mo'er solved the difficult area of ​​death energy, her figure suddenly became unreal. At the same time, the Lingfeng soft silver gun in her hand was pointed out like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole!
Huo Xinchen frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated Feng Mo'er. He thought he could defeat her easily, but now he didn't expect her to be so fierce and experienced in combat. He immediately came up with a solution. The child is not a fancy vase, which makes him have to spend a lot of effort.

Huo Xinchen took the seven steps of the spirit void, and now he has mastered the fourth step of the seven steps of the spirit void. His body is like a ghost, and he escaped Feng Mo'er's spear that came out of the hole like a poisonous snake.

"Puff puff puff!"

Seeing that one shot couldn't deal with Huo Xinchen, hundreds of shots were fired again in an instant. Each shot contained the power of wind, tearing the air, and the gun was not strong enough, but it stabbed Huo Xinchen's skin slightly. .

Huo Xinchen turned over with one hand, and the Chen Ling sword appeared in his hand.

Tiangang Sword Clock!

The Chen Ling sword turned into thousands of phantoms, forming an impenetrable sword bell around Huo Xinchen, the sound of swords colliding could be heard continuously, and countless sparks were constantly flickering on the Tiangang sword bell.

When Feng Mo'er's attack was a little weaker, Huo Xinchen held the sword in both hands and slashed out.

Desolation and Extermination!

The Chen Ling sword hummed excitedly, and the whole sword turned into a black sword light about one foot long, and it struck Feng Mo'er with terrifying power.

This sword light is full of infinite sense of desolation, and now with the blessing of the law of death, this cut adds a strong breath of death.

This barren gang sword technique needs to add the law of death to exert its greatest power. Although Huo Xinchen's current state can only exert a little bit of the power of the barren gang sword technique, it is far superior to other sword techniques of the same level.

A gleam of excitement flashed in Feng Mo'er's eyes, as if she was excited by Huo Xinchen's strength. Facing the blow, she exerted force with her feet, and her whole body was as tense as a fully drawn bow!

Feng Mo'er threw out the long spear in his hand, and it flew out with a whistling wind that tore through the air, like shooting a divine arrow with Feng Mo'er as a bow, with the sound of a hurricane like a real dragon, howling Going across the void!

This scene left Huo Xinchen dumbfounded!Although he has also heard that guns can not only be used for stabbing, but can also be used for projecting. Huo Xinchen has encountered many people who use guns, but he has never seen anyone throwing long spears. This Feng Moer is one of them. .

"Whoosh!"

The spear pierced through the air, the air trembled, and there was a terrible sound of sonic boom, while the black sword light on the other side did not lose the wind at all, and with the meaning of endless desolation, it greeted it bravely and fearlessly.

Huo Xinchen's sword intent has reached the perfect stage of the fusion of human and sword, while Feng Mo'er's spear intent is not bad, but it is only a small stage of the fusion of human and spear. The artistic conception is two levels behind Huo Xinchen. With this gap , has made up for the gap between the two of them, and now this knockdown is very fair.

hum!
The two collided and exchanged blows between the two of them, but Huo Xinchen's Desolate Mie Zhan had the upper hand. After all, the grade of Desolate Mie Zhan was very high, and the long spear was overwhelmed. The bow bends, but it has never been bounced away.

"break!"

Huo Xinchen was furious, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his whole body was integrated with the black sword light, like a sky dragon flying straight into the nine heavens. Chen Ling's sword split open, Ling Feng's Soft Silver Spear split open, and the desolate extermination chopped towards Feng Mo'er with undiminished power.

Feng Mo'er's beautiful eyes were full of horror, and layers of wind walls were erected in front of her, as if they wanted to block Huo Xinchen's sword light, but these wind walls were like tofu in front of Huo Xinchen's sword intent. Can't stop.

Jianmang came to Feng Mo'er in the blink of an eye, cut off a few strands of hair, and felt the breath of death rushing towards him, Feng Mo'er could no longer maintain his previous composure, his pretty face was distorted by fear up.

But just as he was about to hit Feng Moer, the black sword glow suddenly dissipated, and Huo Xinchen put the Chen Ling sword against Feng Moer's throat with a face, and said lightly, "You lost!"

When Huo Xinchen uttered these three words, Feng Moer slumped limply and sat on the ground. The clothes behind him were already soaked in cold sweat, and the beautiful scenery was faintly revealed under the clothes, and the onlookers swallowed their saliva .

"Huh! The baby is scared to death!" Yue Yingwu, who was watching from the side, breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her small chest as if comforting. To be honest, she was startled by Huo Xinchen before, and then her beautiful eyes sparkled. Looking at Huo Xinchen, he continued to murmur, "This guy still has two brushes!"

And Elder Mo who was on the side almost rushed out. Fortunately, Huo Xinchen knew it well. Otherwise, if Feng Moer had any troubles, the Qingtian Sect would kill him even if all of them were dispatched, and it would be a bloodbath.

Huo Xinchen stepped off the stage with a relaxed face, and blinked triumphantly at Yue Yingwu, obviously teasing her about the scene where she was not optimistic about herself before, but Yue Yingwu just snorted softly and walked away first On the competition platform.

"That body is not what you want, I hope to fight with that one, not you!" Elder Mo also walked onto the competition stage, and said to Yue Yingwu with a straight face.

After all, compared to Yue Yingwu, she would rather fight with Wen Wanhan, who seemed to have never said a word, because she found that people like Huo Xinchen couldn't be guessed with normal fighting power, and Huo Xinchen was so perverted. Yue Yingwu was fine, now she finally knew where Huo Xinchen had the courage to bet with her, and to bet on Lingjing, she was really cunning, why didn't she see any clues at the beginning?At such an old age, she was fooled by a junior, which made her lose her old face.

"What?!" Hearing Elder Mo's words, Yue Yingwu almost jumped in anxiety. Doesn't this mean that he bet his future on others?

Fortunately, Huo Xinchen is very powerful, it's rare that she didn't live up to her trust, but she knew of Wen Wanhan's situation, she was seriously injured, and now she only has Fanyu's four-star strength, which is not as good as hers. Letting Wen Wanhan fight with Elder Mo, wouldn't it be a decision for her to become a monk?

(End of this chapter)