Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

A golden pike, in front of Bai Chen, spread instantly in a fan shape, and blasted out in the blink of an eye.

Large swaths of rain were evaporated into nothingness by this horse, as if there were extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations in it.

"If you want to kill me, you are not enough!" Nangong Liucheng strenuously cut the golden horse training in half.

The dazzling golden world was divided into two, and an invisible wave of air was already slashed in the space that had just become clear.

"This is an inexplicable sword intent?!"

The sudden change shocked Nangong Liucheng in a cold sweat, and he quickly moved Shuiyue Jinghua in front of him.

Ding!

With a loud bang, Nangong Liucheng flew upside down in an instant, and his arms were also cut with two blood marks.

"Asshole...!"

Nangong Liucheng, who was flying all the way, glared at the front, but the dark shadow disappeared.

"how……?"

Nangong Liucheng was puzzled, and a terrifying pressure suddenly fell on his head like Mount Tai.

This pressure that makes people hard to breathe shocked Nangong Liucheng's heart, and without even thinking about it, he directly pooled his spiritual power in his palm and blasted it upward with a palm.

Seeing Nangong Liucheng raising his palm, Bai Chen falling from a high altitude, a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he aimed at the palm of Nangong Liucheng and blasted it over.

"Chop the sky palm!"

Click!

The sound of bones bursting suddenly came from Nangong Liucheng's spurting arm. With this blow, Bai Chen clearly had an absolute advantage.

It was hit hard again, and Nangong Liucheng fell quickly.

Faintly looking down at the figure that was falling like a meteorite, Bai Chen held Qihuang Liuli and flicked it in the air, his eyes flashing with ice cold: "Nangong Liucheng, I'm sorry, now you are no longer my opponent! "

Nangong Liucheng was slightly startled by the look of cold and arrogant looking down.

Immediately, when he was about to land, he turned fiercely, stepped on the ground, and his figure rose into the sky again.

This time, Nangong Liucheng raised his whole body's spiritual power to the extreme, and the moment he squeezed the long sword, the eyes of the old were crazy.

"The first style of the dragon sword..."

Hearing this, Bai Chen's face was instantly covered with solemnity, his dark red pupils, staring at Nangong Liucheng, and sure enough, his speed turned into a light and shadow, extremely fast!

Bai Chen had witnessed this move when he was playing against the Pluto in Nangong Liucheng. The defensive power of Pluto's Heavenly Thunder God Armor was so amazing that it was defeated by his 1001 Dragon Sword Skill.

Now, he actually used it again!

I must see his movements clearly!

Bai Chen was engrossed, and the elusive figure became clearer and clearer in his sight.

Ding!

Bai Chen waved Qihuang colored glaze like lightning, just blocking the long sword stabbed by Nangong Liucheng, bursting out a ball of sparks.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Liucheng smiled, and the ancient golden long sword in his hand once again struck Bai Chen's vital point with lightning.

"The second style of swimming dragon..."

"The third style of swimming dragon..."

"Youlong Eighteenth Style..."

Bai Chen stared at his movements stubbornly, Qihuang Liuli in his hand danced to the sky, a series of sparks splashed, and he was still stabbed with two swords.

Blood was flowing from Bai Chen's left shoulder and waist, his sword dance even more rapidly, the speed unexpectedly soared.

"Thirty-sixth style of the dragon swimming..."

"Youlong 158th Style..."

"Youlong style 372nd..."

The sword shadow of Nangong Liucheng has reached a speed that Chaos Ghost Eyes can't catch. Now Bai Chen is actually slashing frantically with his instinctive reaction.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Bai Chen flew the Qihuang colored glaze, cutting faster and faster, and formed a sword rain confrontation with Nangong Liucheng.

"The Thousand and One Style of You Long!"

Nangong Liucheng slashed his last sword, and when he was exhausted, he quickly retreated.

He panted violently, staring at Bai Chen who was still slashing the air in horror, and his eyes were completely dull for a while.

The current Bai Chen's sword speed has surpassed his Dragon One Thousand and One Form, and the speed is still soaring.

"Yeah yah yah yah ah-"

Bai Chen was just as crazy, his eyes were red, and he slashed quickly, so that black cracks appeared in the space in front of him.

This terrifying speed of the sword has already made Nangong Liucheng stunned, because by now, Bai Chen has made at least three thousand swords!

"Ah ah ah!"

"..."

"Yahyahyahyah!"

"..."

What kind of speed is this, and what kind of physical strength is it!

Nangong Liucheng looked silly. He thought that his sword skills had reached the pinnacle, far above the Baidi. He didn't know that Bai Chen's instinctive sword skills were completely different from him.

Without knowing that after several thousand swords were swung, Bai Chen finally felt exhausted, panting heavily, and stopped the movement of his hands.

"Huh...huh..."

Sweat and rain slid down his cheeks. Bai Chen glared at Nangong Liucheng on the opposite side and snorted coldly: "Asshole, you see, I am faster than you!"

"Yes, got it."

The strongest killer moves are all used up, still losing to the current Bai Chen, Nangong Liucheng can already feel the smell of death.

However, he was so calm now, the eyes that looked at Bai Chen were full of...comfort?

Thinking of those who died under the sword of Nangong Liucheng, those who were involved with Bai Chen, Bai Chen was shocked by anger, completely crazy.

"Nan! Gong! Liu! City! Take your life--"

With a ferocious roar, Bai Chen's figure flashed and appeared directly in front of Nangong Liucheng.

"Bai Chen, I am actually..."

"Chop the sky!"

Before Nangong Liucheng could finish speaking, Bai Chen's slap had already brought all his anger and slapped it.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound that rang through the sky, Nangong Liucheng was directly turned around a hundred times by the slap fan, while spinning, foaming at the mouth, and falling to the ground.

He was exhausted, and if he fell like this, only death awaited him.

Just when Nangong Liucheng was about to fall to the ground and end his name, it was a big hand that grabbed his ankle like a sparkle.

He was rescued at the moment of his death, Bai Chen's cold eyes flashed with Feng Han: "You just said, what are you?"

Being carried by Bai Chen, Nangong Liucheng's white hair fell in the muddy water.

He raised his eyes embarrassedly, looked at Bai Chen's calm face, and showed a gratified smile: "I am not actually Nangong Liucheng, my name is Baili Weiyao..."

"Bai Li?" Bai Chen was dumbfounded: "Bai Li... isn't that the name of the sanctuary? Could it be that you are from the sanctuary? No, that's right... you are not a beast trainer!"

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