Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 256
Two wins and two losses.

The situation on the field suddenly became a little tense, and the many eyes began to look at Bei Han who hadn't made a move at the end, and the man in gray.

"Beihan, it's your turn... You should be able to do it, right?"

Feng Ling'er's pretty face was also a lot nervous at this moment. She glanced at Lin Dong with complicated eyes. If Beihan loses this match, then their Qinglian Sword Sect is doomed to miss the inheritance. .

Beihan pursed her lips slightly, stared at the ordinary-looking man in gray with a calm expression without blinking, and said softly, "Do my best."

"Although Zhan Zhonglin is powerful, you are also a very powerful genius. As long as you can perform normally, you may be able to fight a tie..."

Beside Beihan, Mo Dao shook his head slightly and said, even he himself couldn't believe it.

Zhan Zhonglin is really terrifying. Ye Liuguang's performance just now was already amazing enough. His wave of hands was covered with the power of holy arts, overwhelming the world with overwhelming momentum.

However, he was still no match for Zhan Zhonglin.

"Junior Brother Beihan, I believe you can do it." Qingran smiled at Beihan and said.

"Senior Brother Qingbeard, I will do my best." Beihan cupped his hands, and then walked slowly into the arena without further words.

"Brother, do you really think that Beihan will win?"

Looking at Beihan's back, Mo Dao frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"You should know the importance of this battle and the ownership of the land of inheritance, but it is related to the direction of our Qinglian Sword Sect in the next few hundred years. It is likely to become an important turning point. Whether it is revival or decline, it is all here. Towards..."

"Compared to Chu Cheng, he is more reliable."

Qingran smiled faintly, but what he said was also a little vague. The real ending has not yet appeared, so it is inappropriate to say anything.

"I hope so."

For this senior brother from Qijitian, Mo Dao was also clear, so he could only nod his head helplessly. At this time, could he still change people temporarily?
When Beihan walked into the arena, there were quite a few eyes on him from Zhandaomen's side, but these eyes were all a bit puzzled, obviously because the latter was too unfamiliar.

"I remember another person, it should be Chu Cheng from the Chu family, why is it replaced by this person?"

Beside Zhan Jun, a thin old man whispered.

"Change it as you please."

Zhan Jun shook his head casually, then turned his gaze to the gray-clothed man who had never spoken, and said with a smile, "Chonglin, it's your turn."

The man named Chong Lin nodded without any disturbance on his face, and said, "Remember our agreement."

"Haha, don't worry" If we Zhandaomen can get the reward promised by this holy rank, there will be no less! " Zhan Jun laughed.

Hearing this, Zhan Chonglin just smiled, walked into the arena unhurriedly, stopped in front of Beihan, lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, and said indifferently: "I don't know how to compete with others. Once I make a move, the opponent will Inevitably fall, get all the marks of the other party's Martial God, if you are not prepared, it may be better to leave early."

"thanks for reminding."

Beihan smiled and cupped his hands, but did not retreat. The gourd plug behind his back was suddenly opened, and the sand flowed out slowly, bursting out with a strong spiritual force: "Please!"

He raised his head, glanced at Beihan, sighed with a slightly strange expression, then stretched out those extremely long and thin palms, and the long knife behind his back came out of its sheath with a clang, pointing directly at Beihan.

"Since that's the case... then don't blame me for being cruel..."

Hearing Zhan Zhonglin's whisper to himself, Bei Han just wanted to speak, but his pupils shrank suddenly, only to see countless sword lights rushing towards him like a mighty river.

With this shot, Beihan felt the opponent's strength. This level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship is several times stronger than the previous few people. Looking around, Beihan is in all directions, even in the sky and the earth. The endless stream of knives is dancing wildly, with great momentum and overwhelming.

"What a sharp ten-thousand-knife style!"

Everyone outside the arena couldn't help being a little surprised when they saw Zhan Zhonglin's attack.

Ten Thousand Swordsmanship is just an overview. Most warriors in the innate realm can only cultivate this sword intent to thousands of swordsmanship, which is already the limit.

However, the Zhan Zhonglin facing him at this moment is completely dancing with ten thousand sword lights, and there is another strong sword intent mixed in this ten thousand sword flow - hurry up!

boom!
The fiery red light finally hit the place where Beihan was standing, and immediately the ground trembled, and cracks spread like spider webs from the place where the light fell.

"Beihan!" Feng Ling'er and the others exclaimed when they saw Beihan being slashed by thousands of knives.

The green beard on the side looked at this scene with clear eyes, without the slightest panic. On the contrary, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stood there very peacefully.

"Vulnerable, I really don't know how you were selected to participate in the competition."

In mid-air, Zhan Zhonglin stood proudly holding a fiery red long knife. He looked at the smoky place, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This kid couldn't even dodge a single move from him. I don't know where the courage came from. Put on a show in front of them.

"is it?"

The faint laughter was filled with a cold chill, and suddenly came from behind Zhan Chonglin, his complexion changed instantly, and the fiery red long knife in his hand brought up the domineering blade almost like a conditioned reflex, and slashed fiercely towards the rear. cut away.

The golden-yellow spiritual power, wrapped in a faint blue sand flow, was like rising smoke, carrying extremely fiery fluctuations, sweeping towards it, and directly confronted the sword light without dodging.

clang!
The sound of gold and iron resounded, sparks splashed, Zhan Zhonglin's palm holding the blood-red long knife trembled, his blade covered by the flame light was actually under the influence of that kind of ghostly blue spiritual power. Under the bombardment, it became a little darker.

After missing a single hit, Bei Han quickly retreated. He knew that once he was in close combat with Fang, the advantage he had just gained would be quickly equalized, or even turned into a disadvantage.

"Want to run? Wandaoyu! I'm going to tear you into pieces!"

Noticing that Bei Han was retreating, Zhan Zhonglin's black eyes burst out with a strong killing intent. He didn't expect that in the first fight just now, he would fall to the bottom. Remembering what he said just now, His face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"Sure enough, cultivation has become my own domain!"

Bei Han frowned, feeling the sudden increase of supreme saber intent around him. He knew that Zhan Zhonglin's domain was also an extremely powerful domain, even stronger than Bai Guantian's sword domain.

"The domain is not just your own, let me break the Chaos Soul Illusory Domain!"

Beihan drank secretly, and then a mighty blue light suddenly released from Beihan's thin body. The endless sand was like black dust, suspended in the sand field, and the strong sword intent Rapid collision.

Within the area of ​​ten feet, there were tiny sparks everywhere, like tiny fireworks blooming in it, but anyone off the field looked at this scene in front of them, full of horror.

Because they knew that the dancing stream of fire was not fireworks at all, but the intense sparks that flashed out from the violent collision between the stream of sand and the sword intent. Both of them were rare geniuses.

"They have cultivated their own domain, and Chong Lin is fine, but there must be some big secret hidden in this kid!"

Looking at the two people standing proudly among the endless sparks, Zhan Jun's face showed a layer of hoarfrost. If Song Yun's performance made him feel a little bit surprised, then Bei Han's astonishment has already made him feel threatened up.

Domains can only be displayed after they have deep attainments in a certain martial arts, and judging from the domain level of these two people, they are both very powerful existences. This is a battle of peak geniuses, even if the front Zhan Jun didn't dare to underestimate him.

brush--

Relying on the blocking of Chaos Soul Illusionary Domain, Bei Han successfully blocked the opponent's attack, then flew out and stood tens of feet away from Zhan Zhonglin, looking at him coldly.

At their level, there is an existence that can riot with strong holy arts just by waving their hands, so within a relatively short distance, it is very likely that they will be affected by the opponent, and there is no time to react.

"Back off!"

The corners of Qingran's mouth raised slightly, causing the disciples of Qinglian Sword Sect to retreat several tens of feet away from the fighting area. Others could not see anything, but with Qingran's strong strength, he had already seen through the situation two teenagers.

The beauty of the sky is unsurpassed, and it is all evil to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)