"Come up and die!"
Bai Chen's eyes flashed coldly. Could it be that Wang Shaobei really felt that he was afraid of him.
If it wasn't for the sake of good coordination with the sheep head, he would have been slapped away long ago.
Su Wanxiu looked like a cold fairy on earth.
It is most clear whether Bai Chen was injured or not, but for some reason, the two parties had reached some kind of agreement in the previous desert fantasy.
Bai Chen slowly walked towards the martial arts stage.
It could be seen that Bai Chen was very confident, which made Wang Shaobei startled. Then he quickly shook his head and sneered in his heart.
"Pretend, keep pretending."
Bai Chen sneered in his heart, a strong murderous intention surged into his heart, and he decided not to let Wang Shaobei go.
This guy must be killed today.
But, what kind of method should be used? Bicang is still watching him beside him, so he must not let him see anything strange.
Thinking of this, Bai Chen was about to say something.
When Wang Shaobei saw this, he didn't say anything. He strode over directly, holding the mountain ax in both hands. The half-step master's pressure suddenly spread.
It makes people shudder, Wang Shaobei is worthy of being the man of the hour.
The 119 rays of innate spiritual power are already more than most people present.
How could Wang Shaobei not know the principle of a lion fighting a rabbit? 119 rays of innate spiritual power rolled around his body, and the mountain ax swept directly across.
"You still want to delay time and put away your petty thoughts. Do you really think that I, Wang Shaobei, have no brains?"
Bai Chen was startled in his heart, "Good guy, I've been waiting for you to send me off."
The Qingling Sword turned a sword flower in the hand, and the innate spiritual power lingered on the sword body, making a buzzing sound.
"Strike Huashan with all your strength, be the first to sweep across the entire army!"
clang!
The sound of fighting was heard.
Bai Chen pretended to be defeated and quickly retreated. On the way back, he did not forget to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Pooh!
Wang Shaobei's eyes flickered. As expected, Bai Chen was at the end of his strength and had no fighting power at all.
In just a moment of testing, he already knew.
Thinking of this, Wang Shaobei smiled contemptuously.
"Haha, you bitch, take your life!"
"Strong arm of Huashan Mountain, second force, splitting mountains and seas!"
A faint red light appeared on the blade of the mountain axe, and this time it was far more powerful than the first time.
"Superimposed martial arts."
A flash of excitement flashed in Bai Chen's eyes, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.
Fearing that he would be careless for a while, he beat Wang Shaobei to death directly.
Well, you have to control your strength.
The weapon in Wang Shaobei's hand is a master weapon. Coupled with the blessing of the golden lion's bloodline, it is not an exaggeration to describe his natural power.
What's more, he has also broken through to the realm of half-step master, which is far beyond what ordinary innates can compare with.
Bai Chen's face was pale, and he struggled to lift the sword. All the innate spiritual power was flowing from the Qingling Sword. To outsiders, Bai Chen had used all his strength.
clang!
There was another dull sound of metal colliding.
Bai Chen's legs were bent, his Qingling Sword was bent to an exaggerated degree, and his face became paler than before.
Wang Shaobei sneered: "Hey, this is the number one scholar in Jingzhou City, why does he look a little weak!" Then, as if the muscles in his arms were squirming, his whole body was taller again.
He held the mountain-cutting ax high in both hands. Suddenly, the mountain-cutting ax continued to rotate in the air, and strong winds carried 119 strands of innate spiritual power like a swimming dragon, exploding around it.
At this moment, cracks began to spread on the ground of the martial arts stage made of illusion.
Wang Shaobei's hair was flying, his eyes were red with blood, and he roared.
"Take my axe."
"Cleaving Mount Hua with force, the third force will destroy the stars."
As the mountain-breaking ax in his hand suddenly hit, everyone present was shocked. Due to the superimposition of the two previous axes, the third ax became even more powerful.
On the ax blade, the innate spiritual power shines like a small mountain peak and is smashed down hard.
How could the weak Bai Chen withstand this blow?
Ling Qianqian saw this scene outside the court and almost rushed into the court.
But she was stopped by Fatty Wang. Her beautiful eyes were full of anger, and she looked at Fatty Wang in confusion.
I saw Fatty Wang showing a meaningful smile.
For a moment, Ling Qianqian seemed to figure out something.
She turned to look at Qin Manyin, whose beautiful face was calm.
Qin Manyin saw Ling Qianqian's eyes and nodded slightly calmly.
In fact, just when Bai Chen shook her brows, she seemed to have figured out something.
There must be some secret communication between Bai Chen and Fatty Wang.
Similar to Morse code.
Recalling it this way, the two of them seemed to have done the same thing when they started testing the big competition in Zhongping No. 1 Middle School.
Thinking of this, Qin Manyin's pretty face sank and he cursed in his heart.
"There really isn't anything good about a man."
No one in the Jingzhou team saw this scene between Ling Qianqian and others, and stared at the two people on the stage with burning eyes.
Long Feibai looked at everything with a sullen face. If Bai Chen died here now, he would definitely find another time to challenge Wang Shaobei.
In this way, I will feel better inside, and my martial arts heart will be comforted.
Although this comfort is a bit self-deceiving.
Quan Shanshan looked on with a smile, as if she had nothing to do with everything, wishing that both of them on the stage would die.
Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the ax was really powerful, with an indomitable momentum.
The next moment, Bai Chen no longer chose to hold back, his innate spiritual power exploded from his body, purple lightning jumped on the sword, and the Qingling Sword drew a brilliant purple arc in the air.
clang!
The collision between the Qingling Sword and the mountain-breaking ax caused sparks to shoot out, and a terrifying ripple of spiritual power spread rapidly on the martial arts stage.
Bai Chen's figure quickly retreated, veins popped out on his forehead, cold sweat slid down his cheeks, and with a sip, blood spurted out.
Wang Shaobei's eyes were startled, and then he grinned ferociously.
"Hey, when you are reincarnated in the next life, your eyes will be bright and you will die for me."
After saying that, Wang Shaobei's mountain-like body disappeared on the spot.
When he appeared again, he was already on top of Bai Chen's head. The mountain-breaking ax was raised high, with 119 strands of fairy spirits wrapped from top to bottom, and torrent-like red fireworks swirled around the body.
At this moment, Wang Shaobei descended like a god of fire, and the blazing flames swept the entire place.
"Strike Huashan with all your strength, the fourth force, extinguish the fire with all your energy!"
Bai Chen's hair was flying in front of his forehead, and his eyes reflected Wang Shaobei's huge body. Immediately, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of bright and cold purple eyes enveloped his body.
When Wang Shaobei saw this scene, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, and a sense of vigilance rose in his heart. Soon, a strange bloody spell appeared on his forehead.
The moment the bloody spell appeared, Wang Shaobei's dazed eyes immediately returned to clear and bright.
It was only a moment, but at this moment, Bai Chen raised his left hand, and the flying knives whizzed out like locusts passing by.
A terrifying sonic boom sounded throughout the entire venue instantly.
Wang Shaobei's eyes widened, and a sense of panic surged into his heart.
This moment seemed so familiar.