Mao Qingquan shouted loudly, raised his sword and jumped forward. The sword flashed with cold light, and spit out a foot-long sword light, making a sound like a dragon's roar.
Inside the bar, the temperature dropped a few degrees lower, and where the sword light passed, there was a trace of falling ice crystals in the air, which was gorgeous.
It can be said that the show is the best in the world, and the beauty is the best in the world!
Everyone around had never seen such a strange sight, and they all opened their eyes with disbelief.
Chen Feiyu secretly marveled, and understood in his heart that it was probably because the long sword in Mao Qingquan's hand was such a treasure that it had such an effect.
It's just a pity that such a magical sword would fall into the hands of an old man like Mao Qingquan. It's such a waste of nature.
Chen Feiyu sighed in his heart, but his movements did not stop at all. Facing Mao Qingquan's stunning sword attack, he rushed forward in an instant. Although there was no sword in his hand, he flicked his finger and a white sword energy shot out and attacked Mao Qingquan.
Qingquan faces the door.
Mao Qingquan had a sword in his hand, which was a first-class divine sword. He shouted softly and relied on the power of the divine sword to slash down in the air, directly eliminating Chen Feiyu's sword energy invisible.
Chen Feiyu looked solemn, and soon he was fighting with Mao Qingquan.
Both Chen Feiyu and Mao Qingquan are rare swordsman masters in the world. As soon as the two of them fought, they showed great strength and destructive power.
Soon, within the entire bar, sword energy was radiating in all directions, the ice crystals were unparalleled, the sword light was flying, the cold wave was raging, and the ground was covered with frost layer after layer, making it seem like a world of ice and snow.
I'm afraid that anyone below the level of a Grandmaster will be killed or injured if they casually touch Chen Feiyu's sword energy or Mao Qingquan's sword light.
The people around them were horrified. Under the impact of the sword energy and strong wind emanating from the two men during the fierce battle, they all retreated to the foot of the wall. They had no way to retreat, for fear of being involved in this battle of sword masters and suffering unreasonable disasters.
Ye Yilin was even more dizzy when she saw it, her eyes were filled with splashing ice crystals and sharp sword energy. She even couldn't even see Chen Feiyu's figure clearly, she could only see afterimages one after another.
If it weren't for the faint pain on her face caused by the strong wind, she would have thought she was dreaming.
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu flicked his finger and lightly flicked it on the sword of Mao Qingquan.
Just hearing a crisp "ding" sound, Mao Qingquan's tiger's mouth suddenly went numb, and the "Qingshuang Sword" in his hand was immediately swung aside, and the empty door in front of him opened wide.
Before Mao Qingquan could react, Chen Feiyu stepped forward and punched Mao Qingquan hard on the cheek.
Mao Qingquan groaned, vomited blood, and flew backwards involuntarily.
Before he could fly a distance of three to five meters, Chen Feiyu tapped his toes on the frosty ground and arrived in front of Mao Qingquan. He punched Mao Qingquan hard on the chin again.
superior.
Suddenly, Mao Qingquan flew upwards, crashed into the roofs of the three floors above, and flew twenty meters into the air.
Su Yuchen opened his mouth, his expression showing both horror and fear.
Among everyone present, no one understood the horror of Mao Qingquan better than him. Even among the "Eight Great Vajras" of the Su family, Mao Qingquan's strength was at the top, and he was a rare grandmaster of the Su family in Zhongyue Province.
He once used the three-foot "Green Frost Sword" in his hand to continuously defeat the powerful men of the ten major families in Zhongyue Province, achieving great fame.
It can be said that even his father, the head of the Su family, had to be polite when meeting Mao Qingquan.
However, Mao Qingquan, who was so powerful in Zhongyue Province, was beaten away by Chen Feiyu with his bare hands?
An ominous premonition arose in Su Yuchen's heart. Xie Xiaoran was dead. If Mao Qingquan was killed by Chen Feiyu again, not only would he gain nothing during his trip to Changlin Province, but he would even suffer heavy losses when he returned to Zhongyue Province.
Finally, you will definitely face strict punishment...
Su Yuchen shuddered. Now, he can only pray that Mr. Mao can regain his power and kill Chen Feiyu here.
In the field, Chen Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back, head slightly raised, looking at the big hole, waiting for Mao Qingquan to fall down.
Mao Qingquan was in the air, but his heart became more and more frightened. He thought that with his "middle stage master" strength, even though he was slightly inferior to Chen Feiyu, but combined with the power of the magic weapon "Qingshuang Sword" in his hand, not to mention
If you can kill Chen Feiyu, you can at least suppress Chen Feiyu, and then become famous in Changlin Province.
However, now he is at a disadvantage everywhere, and Chen Feiyu is just using his bare hands.
"This boy is already so powerful at such a young age. If he is given another ten or twenty years, wouldn't he be invincible? By then, I am afraid that even the Su family of Zhongyue Province will have to surrender to him. No, we must find a way.
Just kill him here!"
Mao Qingquan gritted his teeth and decided not to hold back anymore. He shouted in the air: "One move will determine our life or death!"
The voice was loud and echoed far in the night sky.
"as you wish!"
Chen Feiyu's expression remained unchanged, relaxed and relaxed.
The next moment, Mao Qingquan shouted loudly, held the divine sword, and slashed at Chen Feiyu from top to bottom. With his long shirt hunting, a cold wave burst out from the sword body, pressing down on Chen Feiyu!
Like a meteor falling from the sky!
Suddenly, the big hole on the roof of the bar expanded several times again, and the whole building began to shake.
At the same time, a strong cold wave spread to the bar and exploded to all sides in an instant. Fortunately, Ye Yilin and Xie Xingchen were protected by red lotus. They were affected by this cold wave and only shivered. Otherwise, the cold wave would have penetrated into their bones and their internal organs.
They were all frozen.
The sword has not yet arrived, but the strength has already arrived.
Under the pressure of the strong and fierce cold wave, the ground under Chen Feiyu's feet was once again covered with a layer of ice crystals, which immediately broke into pieces. Countless ice crystals flew up from the ground, reflecting colorful light.
Among the countless tiny ice crystals around him, Chen Feiyu was unafraid, his eyes were unwavering, his legs were slightly apart, his feet were on yin and yang, his hands were suddenly raised, and he plunged into the boundless cold wave!
"court death!"
Mao Qingquan was immediately overjoyed. Although he was a man, he had practiced feminine skills since he was a child. Coupled with the coincidence, he got the Qingshuang Sword in his hand. Every time he swung the sword, the sword body
The bowels automatically emitted a strong cold air, which added three successes in vain, which was even more powerful. This also made him confident that he would become the strongest among the mid-stage masters.
And now the sword he struck at Chen Feiyu not only used all his strength, but also unleashed all the cold energy in the Qingshuang Sword.
He is confident that under this sword, no matter how powerful Chen Feiyu is, he will definitely be killed or injured!
Thinking of this, Mao Qingquan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he once again mobilized the true energy in his body without any reservation, hoping to kill Chen Feiyu with one sword!
The next moment, Mao Qingquan felt that the strength of the sword suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel horrified.
I saw Chen Feiyu standing proudly, holding up his hands. In his palm, a white ball the size of a basketball appeared. It was filled with gas and exuded a violent and cold atmosphere.
Astonishingly, all the cold wave and power of Mao Qingquan's sword had been captured in Chen Feiyu's Wuji Fist in his hands.
"This...how is this possible?"
Mao Qingquan was shocked and said that although he was a strong master, he suddenly lost his strength and lost his balance in mid-air, leaving a gap for a moment.
"Kill you, and the Su family in Zhongyue Province will be left with only the 'Six Great Vajras'."
Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly stood up from the ground, pushed the white energy ball with his right hand, and hit Mao Qingquan's chest.
In an instant, a violent force spread out in all directions, as if there was an earthquake. Everyone felt that the ground beneath their feet was shaking endlessly. The walls of the entire bar were crumbling, and the walls were mixed with ice crystals and peeling off.
"No, this building is going to collapse."
Hong Lian's expression changed, and she didn't have time to think too much. She held Ye Yilin's slender waist with one hand and Xie Xingchen's collar with the other, and instantly came to the road outside.
On the other side, Su Yuchen, Geng Junhua and others also ran out one after another.
The next moment, there was only a loud "bang" sound, and the three-story bar collapsed instantly. The scene was filled with dust for a while, and the situation inside could not be seen.
"Sister Honglian, will something happen to Feiyu?"
Ye Yilin was worried. The three-story building collapsed instantly, and Chen Feiyu was still inside. His body was just flesh and blood. Could anything happen?
Honglian said proudly: "Mr. Chen is such an amazing and talented person. Let alone the collapse of a small three-story building, even if the sky falls apart and the world ends, nothing will happen to Mr. Chen."
Of course, strictly speaking, her words were exaggerated, but it can also be seen from them Honglian's extreme confidence in Chen Feiyu.
Su Yuchen, Geng Junhua and others felt uneasy. The second before the bar collapsed, they all saw that Chen Feiyu had successfully hit Mao Qingquan's vital part. Judging from the powerful strength shown by Chen Feiyu, even if Mao Qingquan did not die, he would probably die.
You will be seriously injured.
"The situation is over. We cannot stay here for a long time. We must leave here quickly. If Chen Feiyu comes to his senses, he may not be able to leave even if he wants to."
Su Yuchen rolled his eyes and quietly stepped back. Seeing that Hong Lian and others were only keeping an eye on the movement in the bar and did not find any trace of him, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
He was about to take a step to escape. Suddenly, he heard the sound of "chi" piercing the air, and a white sword energy penetrated the smoke and dust in the sky, heading towards Su Yuchen!
Before Su Yuchen could react, his right knee was suddenly penetrated by the sword energy. He screamed and fell to the ground on one knee, his facial features twisted in pain.
Only then did Geng Junhua, Li Zhengxu, Du Tianning and others realize that Su Yuchen was trying to escape alone, and their expressions suddenly changed.
Honglian just glanced at Su Yuchen and stopped looking at him.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.
A man held a sword and stepped forward with his head held high, declaring his victory.
Honglian and Ye Yilin exclaimed, did Chen Feiyu lose?
The smoke and dust completely dissipated, and the person who walked out was none other than Chen Feiyu!
He held the "Qingshuang Sword" and stroked the blade of the Qingshuang Sword as he walked, exclaiming: "It's such a good sword, what a pity."
Behind Chen Feiyu, Mao Qingquan was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.