Chapter 298: Nine Battles, Nine Defeats, The Last Man
Zhan Wujue finally couldn't help but come on stage.
but.
He is under greater pressure than anyone else at the moment.
In his opinion, if even he was defeated, then the human race would have no hope.
Therefore, in this battle, he not only had to win, but he also had to win beautifully, leaving room to deal with the remaining demon masters.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Zhan Wujue slowly walked into the arena.
Zhan Wujue walked to the opposite side of Chihong and did not launch an attack on the latter as soon as he came up.
He looked up and down Chihong's body, took a deep breath at last, grabbed it with his right hand, and a sword appeared in his hand.
at the same time.
Zhan Wujue circulated his spiritual power, and his aura rose rapidly. When his aura reached its peak, he took action decisively. The majestic spiritual power poured into the sword, and he slashed out with one strike. The sword energy exploded, like a peerless ferocious dragon, fiercely
It hit the red flood a hundred meters away.
Before the sword energy arrived, the air around Chi Hong began to collapse, and his clothes were flying.
Facing Zhan Wujue's sharp sword, a rare look of solemnity flashed across Chihong's eyes. Zhan Wujue was stronger than Zhao Xin, Zhou Wuya, and Huangfuling.
If he is not careful, he may get hurt.
Chi Hong stepped out suddenly, the earth shook violently, and the void shook. His ferocious fist swept away an extremely violent aura, and punched the sword energy that was coming at speed.
A squeak!
The sharp sword energy, which was enough to split mountains and crack the earth, shattered into pieces when it collided with Chi Hong's fist, turning into spots of light all over the sky.
Seeing this, Zhan Wujue's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't hold back the sword just now. He was confident that even a warrior who had just entered the Qi Transformation Realm would not be able to shatter his sword energy so easily.
But Chihong did it.
Not only is it done.
And it looks very relaxed.
"Although I don't like Zhan Wujue, I have to admit that he is very strong. In this battle, he shouldn't lose to that guy from the Fire Demon Clan, right?"
Ye Qianxing stared at the battlefield and murmured.
Xu Chen glanced at Ye Qianxing and said: "In terms of strength, Zhan Wujue is indeed stronger than Zhao Xin, Huangfuling and Zhou Wuya, but it is still not easy to defeat Chi Hong."
Ye Qianxing looked at Xu Chen and said sadly: "If Lian Zhan Wujue is defeated, then we really have no hope. If the wheel battle is defeated, if Senior Demon Slaying Sword really fulfills his agreement with the demons, he will kill Huang Wu."
If the world is surrendered to the demons, what will we do?
?Will the Demons let us go? Even if we can leave the Desolate Martial Realm with the Demon-Slaying Sword, when the Demons completely occupy the Desolate Martial Realm and use their armies to attack the Zhenwu Continent, our Desolate Territory will be the first to bear the brunt. By then, the Desolate Territory will surely be devastated, with dead and wounded people.
countless."
Xu Chen frowned.
No one wants to see the scene described by Ye Qianxing.
"Don't worry, the human race will not lose."
After hearing what Xu Chen said, Ye Qianxing smiled, thinking that Xu Chen was comforting him.
In fact, at this point in the battle, rational people already know that they are bound to lose. Even if Zhan Wujue really defeats Chi Hong, how many of the nine demon masters who will follow will be able to be dealt with by Zhan Wujue?
Seeing Ye Qianxing's expression, Xu Chen knew that Ye Qianxing didn't believe it, but he couldn't say it clearly at the moment. Even if he did, he probably wouldn't believe it. In Ye Qianxing's view, he might not even believe it
Not as good as anything.
Xu Chen shook his head, said nothing, and continued to watch the increasingly fierce battle in the field.
When Zhan Wujue saw Chi Hong shattering his sword with a punch, he held a sword in his hand and charged at Chi Hong fiercely. When he was still thirty or forty meters away from Chi Hong, he jumped into the air, his sword wrapped around the majestic sword.
With spiritual power, he slashed out with a sword.
The sword energy is like a mountain or a sea, majestic and has the energy to swallow up everything and suppress all things.
"This human race can barely make do. Although not as good as Chi Hong, he should be able to cause some trouble to Chi Hong!"
"The sword skills are good. This person should be a peerless genius among the human race."
"The peerless genius of the human race is nothing more than this!"
"The human race is weak, and the peerless geniuses cannot compete with the geniuses of our demon race."
"I don't know how many moves Chi Hong will use to defeat this human warrior."
"Thirty moves!"
"I guess fifty strokes!"
"No matter how many moves, Chihong showed his face in front of Lord Moko this time, and single-handedly defeated eight human warriors. It seems that this human warrior cannot hold on for long. If this person also
If we lose, there will be nine people. If the last one loses to Chi Hong, it will be a one-on-one fight. Lord Moko will be extremely happy and will reward Chi Hong heavily."
"If I had known that the human race was so weak, I would have been the first to take the field."
The masters on the demon side were talking a lot.
Facing Zhan Wujue's sword, Chi Hong held it in his right hand, black flames flowing in it, as if he was holding a sun.
"Bang!"
The space shook, and he suddenly took a step forward, then punched the terrifying sword energy that was as big as a mountain or a sea.
"boom!"
The punch Chi Hong fired was so powerful and overbearing that the knife energy was as terrifying as a mountain or a sea. After colliding with the fist power, not only did it not gain the slightest advantage, but it was shattered by Chi Hong's fist power.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!!!"
The sword energy exploded and turned into countless residual sword energy as big as raindrops. They flew in all directions, causing chaos in the void. Some of the residual sword energy struck the earth, adding countless more to the already devastated earth.
Road scars.
With all his strength, Zhan Wujue's sword failed to gain the slightest advantage. With a cold face, Zhan Wujue's body swept towards Chihong like an arrow.
Under the ultimate explosion, his speed was very fast, and the friction between his body and the air actually made a thunderous sound.
After a battle, Chi Hong has figured out Zhan Wujue's strength. In terms of combat power, he is naturally not as good as him, but the two sides have not yet reached an insurmountable point. Therefore, at this moment, he does not dare to be careless about Zhan Wujue.
Seeing Zhan Wujue's sudden increase in speed, Chi Hong chose to retreat, not giving Zhan Wujue the slightest chance.
"Step to the sky!"
Seeing that Chi Hong chose to retreat, Zhan Wujue let out a low roar, stepped on the air with his feet, leaving a series of footprints, and his speed also increased again and again. After a few steps, he had already appeared in front of Chi Hong.
In front of him, the sword in his hand burst out with brilliant sword energy. He exerted force with his right hand and struck out seven swords in one go.
Zhan Wujue originally thought that Chi Hong, who was retreating, would panic in the face of his fierce offensive, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of him. Unexpectedly, when he attacked, Chi Hong not only stopped retreating, but also pointed his toes and stretched his body.
He rose from the ground and attacked him fiercely.
The red torrent rose into the sky, its whole body burning with demonic fire that seemed to come from hell. It clenched its hands into fists, and amid the shrill sound of breaking through the air, its fists were as fast as phantoms, attacking rapidly and alternately.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
The strength of the fist and the energy of the sword collided repeatedly.
Every collision causes the earth to collapse.
The seven sword qi were defeated by the seven fists blasted by Chi Hong.
When the last sword energy burst, a sword suddenly appeared and struck Chi Hong's head hard.
Zhan Wujue chose this timing just right. At this moment, Chi Hong had just defeated the sword energy and was at the moment when his previous strength had been exhausted and his rear strength could not continue.
If it were anyone else, they would never be able to withstand the sword struck by Zhan Wujue at this time.
But Chi Hong is not an ordinary person after all.
When the long knife struck in front of him, he forced himself to take a breath and punched out unnaturally.
The fist had a crushing force, and it collided head-on with the long knife.
"Clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere.
"What a terrifying power."
Zhan Wujue's expression suddenly changed, his arm was numb from the shock from the terrifying force that blasted into the long knife, his mouth cracked, and he could hardly hold the long knife.
Zhan Wujue was horrified. Chihong had fought eight battles, and his strength was still shockingly strong. There was no sign of serious exhaustion.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, a powerful shock wave erupted where the fist and the sword collided, separating the two people.
They both fell back at the same time.
Zhan Wujue retreated and retreated, and even retreated more than thirty steps. Looking at Chi Hong, he only retreated nine steps. It was obvious that he was making a judgment.
When Xin Zhao and others saw this scene, their expressions were extremely ugly.
In this battle, Zhan Wujue has little chance of winning.
Even if he wins, how much strength does Zhan Wujue still have to face the next battle?
The defeat of the human race has been decided.
Above the void.
The powerful demon clan laughed heartily.
Laughing so wantonly.
At the beginning, the Demon Clan launched a large-scale attack on the Wild Martial World, but was blocked by many human masters led by the Martial Saint. In that battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and he was even more seriously injured. In the end, the Dragon Saint did not hesitate to burn his longevity to suppress it.
Now, not only was he out of trouble, but he also saw that the Wild Martial Realm was about to fall into the hands of their demon clan without even using a single soldier. How could he be unhappy?
"Demon Slayer, the battle is now over and the outcome is obvious. Do you have anything else to say?"
Moko laughed loudly.
The Demon-Slaying Knife remained silent.
Moko reminded with a smile: "The defeat of the human race has been determined. Tumo, I hope you will keep your promise and leave the wilderness world on your own initiative."
If it were a human saint, I'm afraid he would rather break his promise than give up the wild martial world so easily.
Because the strategic location of Huangwu Realm is too important.
If the Wild Martial World falls into the hands of the demons, it will be much easier to attack the Zhenwu Continent.
But the Demon-Slaying Knife is just a sacred weapon.
Not a human saint.
Although he prefers the human race, he will not break his promise for the sake of the human race, because at their level, the impact of breaking the promise will be too great.
Once the Demon-Slaying Knife breaks its promise, the road to spiritual practice will be even more bumpy in the future.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in these human wastes. You can take them out of the Wild Martial World."
Perhaps in order to reduce the possibility of Demon-Slaying Knife breaking its promise and fighting to the death, Moko was not prepared to attack Xu Chen and others.
Perhaps in his opinion, the ten carefully selected people from the human race who were almost penetrated by Chi Hong single-handedly were just useless, leaving Xu Chen and others alive and posing no threat to the demon race.
Instead of killing a few ants, it is better to sell the demon-slaying knife as a favor and let the demon-slaying knife leave the wild martial world smoothly.
The demon-slaying knife remained silent.
The Demon-Slaying Knife's attitude made Moko confused about its thoughts.
"You are very strong. You are not inferior to me. If I continue to fight you, even if I finally defeat you, I will not have much spiritual power left. Therefore, it is time to end this battle!"
Zhan Wujue stabilized his body and stood with his sword in hand. He looked at Chi Hong opposite and said in a solemn voice: "I have a sword that can split the sky, split the earth, shatter stars, and cut the moon. I hope you can block it."
Say it.
Zhan Wujue's aura suddenly changed.
Becoming more fierce.
Show your sharpness.
Like a peerless magic sword.
This moment.
Zhan Wujue and his sword merge into one.
The breath has reached an unprecedented height.
Zhan Wujue looked at Chi Hong with sharp eyes, swung his sword and slashed at Chi Hong.
This knife was done in one go.
The sword energy is like a dragon, brilliant and majestic.
The chilling atmosphere between heaven and earth was extremely strong.
Countless people are in awe.
The exposed skin seemed to be exposed to the coldest cold wind, and it stung extremely.
Everyone looked shocked.
They all retreated.
Immediately afterwards.
Everyone looked surprised again.
The sword that Zhan Wujue slashed was so powerful that it shouldn't be difficult to defeat Chi Hong.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the brilliant sword energy tore through the void and appeared directly in front of Chi Hong. Then it slashed down hard without slowing down, trying to submerge Chi Hong in the sword energy.
.
Fiery flames surged from Chi Hong's right fist, and behind him the sea of fire surged into the sky. In the sea of fire, there seemed to be a huge and ferocious shadow, which was overwhelming and terrifying.
"It seems that the rumors are indeed true. Chihong is a direct descendant of the Flame Demon Clan."
"Only the direct descendants of the Fire Demon clan, when they use all their strength to activate the demonic blood, will have a certain chance of appearing as the shadow of the ancestor of the Fire Demon."
"Although the ancestor of the Fire Demon has been dead for an unknown number of years, his shadow still has immeasurable power. Once the shadow appears, the strength of the caster will be improved to varying degrees."
"Chihong only became serious at this time."
"The ending is decided."
"The outcome has been decided."
A group of demon masters were talking about it.
"Yen Luo Fist!"
With a low shout from Chi Hong, his fist, wrapped in a sea of flames, landed hard on the sword energy.
"Bang!"
The sword energy shattered.
Zhan Wujue's peak sword was easily shattered by Chi Hong's punch, and the force of the fist that shattered the sword energy was stamped on Zhan Wujue's heart after penetrating the void.
Zhan Wujue was hit hard, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body flew backwards.
The moment Zhan Wujue vomited blood and flew backwards, the look of anticipation on everyone's faces froze, and then slowly disappeared, replaced by disbelief.
Zhan Wujue actually lost.
Their last hope is gone.
Everyone fell into a strange dead silence.
An atmosphere of depression and fear enveloped everyone.
"How could, how could this happen?"
"After nine battles and nine defeats, is our human race really that weak?"
"One versus nine, there is only one person left."
"Lian Zhan Wujue has been defeated. Is it necessary for the last person to come on stage?"
"If we lose, the Wild Martial World will fall into the hands of the demons. We will die, and many people in the Zhenwu Continent will die too."
"It's all because we are too weak."
Everyone fell into panic.
Just when everyone fell into despair, Xu Chen smiled lightly and strode towards the field.
Ye Qianxing saw Xu Chen walking towards the field and wanted to persuade Xu Chen to give up and stop struggling in vain, but he opened his mouth and did not spit out a word.
perhaps……
Will there be any surprises?
Will accidents really happen?
"Xu Chen, what are you doing?"
When Zhou Wuya saw Xu Chen walking towards the field, he frowned and felt dissatisfied. Even they had been defeated. What was the use of Xu Chen going up at this time?
Instead of going on the court to accept the humiliation, it is better to admit defeat voluntarily.
"Come on and fight."
Xu Chen said matter-of-factly.
Seeing Xu Chen pretending to be stupid, Zhou Wuya became even more angry, "Even we have been defeated, what's the use of going up there? Is it embarrassing? Come here quickly, don't embarrass yourself by going up."
"If you can't do it, don't you think I can't do it either?" Xu Chen retorted, and then walked towards the field without looking back.
"Huh? It's actually this kid."
Yan Lun was surprised when he saw Xu Chen coming on stage.
"Yan Lun, do you know this human waste?"
Yan Lun nodded and said: "I have indeed seen this human warrior and had a brief fight with him."
"How strong is this person?"
"Generally, Chi Hong will definitely win this battle."
"..."
In the field.
Xu Chen walked to the opposite side of Chi Hong and said calmly: "Human race, Xu Chen!"
Chihong was slightly startled.
Unexpectedly, when Xu Chen came on stage, he did not attack first, but announced his name.
Next, Xu Chen's words made him even more stunned.
"Your magic power probably hasn't returned to its peak yet. I'm not short of a while. I can wait until your magic power is fully recovered before fighting again."
As soon as these words came out.
Not only the demons, but also the warriors from the human race all showed expressions of astonishment.
What is Xu Chen doing?
You know you will lose, so why do you break the pot?