perfect beast

Chapter 33

Concubine Xiao in the distance looked indifferent.

And Murong Yan had a cold light in her eyes, she stared at Zhang Beichen and murmured, not knowing what she was talking about.

Seeing Zhang Beichen write, Zhang Chuanyu laughed out loud, as if he had already won the battle.

"Have courage! Zhang Beichen, I might as well tell you, in fact, my cultivation is not at the sixth level of the Qi Gathering Realm, but at the peak of the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Realm. Today, you must die!"

The reason why he wanted to hide his strength was because he was worried that Zhang Beichen would see through his cultivation and dare not fight him to the death. Now that the certificate of life and death has come to an end, he is not afraid to tell the truth.

Zhang Beichen sneered, and said, "I'll kill you with just one sword strike."

"Hmph, Zhang Beichen, you are about to die, yet you still dare to speak out."

"Silver Sword Blast!"

Zhang Chuanyu's face suddenly changed, becoming extremely eerie.

With a loud shout, the long sword in his hand pierced the sky like chasing the wind.With the whistling wind, it spun in the air and swept towards Zhang Beichen.

Zhang Chuanyu had already exerted all his profound strength, intending to kill Zhang Beichen with a single strike.

However, Zhang Beichen didn't draw out his sword in the face of the howling gust of wind. Instead, he dodged and dodged directly in the whirling wind.

Zhang Chuanyu's expression froze for a moment. He didn't expect Zhang Beichen, who was limping, to be so fast.

Although Zhang Beichen hadn't practiced any physical skills, he only relied on physical strength to avoid this brave sword.

Immediately shouted loudly: "Fantasy and snowy."

A sword missed Zhang Beichen, Zhang Chuanyu immediately turned around, the sword in his hand slashed out again, and a gust of icy wind came towards Zhang Beichen.

At this moment, it seemed that the whole world began to condense with frost. Suddenly, the air became extremely cold, and pieces of snowflakes fell one after another, turning into sharp knives, and killing Zhang Beichen madly.

This is the phenomenon of heaven and earth produced by martial arts exerted to the extreme.

Although the power of this sword cannot be underestimated, it still cannot attract Zhang Beichen's attention.

Smiling contemptuously, Zhang Beichen didn't dodge again, but punched out with a faint roar of a beast, and a layer of red light condensed on the fist.

"Kakkaka!"

Countless ice and snow blades collapsed at this moment.

"what?"

Zhang Chuanyu was startled suddenly, Fenghuaxueyue was a sword he had practiced to the level of Xiaocheng, in his opinion, Zhang Beichen could not resist it.

However, all the ice blades were smashed by Zhang Beichen's punch.

Although Zhang Chuanyu was not injured by this punch, it showed Zhang Beichen's unparalleled fist strength.

"Zhang Chuanyu, actually I forgot to tell you that my cultivation has reached the first level of the Soul Gathering Realm."

"Ah?" After a brief shock, Zhang Chuanyu's face slowly eased, "Haha, Zhang Beichen, don't try to lie to me, no matter what you say today, you will die."

"The wind blows the clouds."

Zhang Chuanyu is a martial soul of the wind attribute, and the three swords he unleashes at this time are all his attribute swordsmanship, which is unparalleled in power and bravery.

This Feng Juan Yun Yun is extremely powerful and domineering, this sword, he has already mastered the realm of mastery, and he can step into the sword with half a step and walk as he pleases.

As soon as he waved his hand, the long sword spun in the air, and the whistling wind became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding wind and sand had already formed a sharp weapon for killing people.

Rolling earth and rocks, with the power to shake the world, they bombarded Zhang Beichen.

The faces of the people under the platform became serious.

Some teenagers even grew their mouths, perhaps this is the most powerful sword they have ever seen in their life.

"The wind is rolling and the clouds are rolling, it is really overbearing."

"As expected of a genius in the Zhang family, with this sword strike, among the youths in Liyang City, who can match him except for the three heroes of Liyang?"

"What a strong wind!"

"It looks like Zhang Beichen is about to lose."

The teenagers in the audience opened their eyes wide, for fear of missing any details of the sword.

Murong Yan still stared at Zhang Beichen coldly, and murmured: "Zhang Beichen, lose quickly!"

Seeing this, Zhang Hanshan smiled coldly and said, "Zhang Beichen is going to die."

"Zhang Beichen, die!"

Zhang Chuanyu yelled loudly, his whole body was in the whirlwind, and the long sword in his hand rolled down towards the top of Zhang Beichen's head like a black cloud crushing the city.

Zhang Beichen's face changed, facing Zhang Chuanyu's powerful sword, he was finally about to unleash his sword.

"Shh!"

A silver arc was three meters long, with the power to split the void, roaring above the nine heavens.

Billowing fireworks ignited on Zhang Beichen's sword, as if trying to ignite the void.This is real fire, an explosive and ferocious fire that comes from between heaven and earth and is crazily smelted with infinite energy.

This silver-white sword light flashed and disappeared.

All the clouds, all the flying sand and rocks have not yet settled down.

Everyone couldn't see the scene on the field clearly for a while, and they didn't know who would win and who would lose.

For a while, there was a complete silence in the field, and a needle could be heard.

All I could hear was panting one after another.

"It seems that Zhang Beichen is still going to lose." Shopkeeper Zhao said calmly as he stood beside Concubine Xiao.

However, when the dust settled, the clouds dissipated in an instant, and any visions produced by the wind and clouds disappeared at this moment.

"Chucky!"

There was a sound of blood spurting, and a stream of bright red blood gushed out from Zhang Chuanyu's neck.

"Oh!"

After that, Zhang Chuanyu's body lost its vitality in the air and hit the battle platform heavily.There is no longer any breath of life.

"hiss!"

"This this……"

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw.

In their eyes, Zhang Beichen is just a waste who has awakened the useless martial soul. Even if there is any adventure and breaks through to the third level of Qi Gathering Realm, he will still be a waste whose cultivation base will stay in the third level of Qi Gathering Realm forever.

Who is Zhang Chuanyu? He is a genius who has awakened a sixth-grade martial soul. In the entire Liyang City, except for the three heroes of Liyang, no one can compete with him.

However, he died under Zhang Beichen's sword.

Moreover, he died under Zhang Beichen's sword.

It goes without saying how domineering and brave this sword is.

Zhang Beichen put the sword back into the scabbard as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "I said before, it only takes one sword to kill you."

"Master Chen, Master Chen won, haha, Master Chen won! Ahem..."

Seeing this, Sun Lei shouted loudly, and when he got excited, he couldn't help coughing from his wound.

All the people reacted at this time, the doubts and surprises on their faces turned into frozen flowers at this moment.

Everyone was so excited that they had nothing to say.

This was the most exciting battle they had ever seen.

Immediately, from their eyes to their hearts, they dared not show any contempt for Zhang Beichen.

Being able to kill Zhang Chuanyu, that is to say, in Liyang City, apart from the three heroes of Liyang, he is No.1. Among young warriors, he is a role model and a sought after object.

Concubine Xiao's face was still calm, but she was extremely seductive, her red lips parted slightly and she muttered: "Zhang Beichen, you really didn't disappoint me."

Murong Yan's face was blank. He didn't expect that Zhang Beichen would surpass Zhang Chuanyu, who was at the peak of the Ninth Level of Qi Gathering Realm. She even regretted leaving Zhang Beichen in the first place.

Zhang Hanshan on the viewing platform stared at everything in the arena. He couldn't believe it was true. His second son, whom he was proud of, died, and was killed by a martial artist with a third-level Qi Gathering Realm.

The pain on his face gradually turned into anger, and the anger gradually turned into bursts of fierceness.

With a step on his feet, his body rushed to the battle platform.

"Zhang Beichen, you are courting death!"

(Thanks [Mei Jiajun] Mei Dongjun for the reward.)
(End of this chapter)