Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

Dreaming in a good day, the North struggles with glory.

A night scene, Yu Yu hurried.

The next day.

In the first game of the semi-final, Bai Chen played against the Blind Youth. As the two players stepped onto the ring, the audience cheered and cheered.

Bai Chen tightened his belt, and then did stretching exercises, showing the most serious attitude ever.

Blind Qing also habitually wrapped that black braid around his neck a few times, then put on the red gloves, tried to punch two punches in the air, and the wind howled.

They all value this game, especially in the semi-finals, Xinglan Temple has placed the final Valkyrie reward on the highest podium. After seeing the lush spiritual grass, Bai Chen became more determined. I have the confidence to win the championship.

Thousands of magic nightgrass!

This magical fairy grass is not only the necessary material for refining and cultivating the treasure, but also the only antidote for the Holy Spirit Poison Pill in Bai Zhixue's body.

So in any case, he must win the championship of this conference!

"Blind Qing, although you can't see things, you are still very strong, so I won't show mercy to you." Holding the Wind God Sword firmly, Bai Chen's second star and sea realm's spiritual pressure rose to the sky in an instant.

Blind Qing's ears moved, and immediately smiled calmly: "You can't beat me without mercy."

"Tsk."

Bai Chen chuckled lightly, pulling his palm, and a light bow appeared in his palm.

"The Fourth Style of the Drunken Eight Immortals-Piercing Clouds and Arrow Rain!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three flying arrows, instantly turned into thunder, and went straight in the direction of Blind Youth.

The current speed of Cloud Piercing Arrows has been increased by Thunder, but Blind Green has a few flickers, so he easily avoided these flying arrows.

At the moment when he dodges the last flying arrow, Bai Chen's figure has already come behind him, and the sword light of the Wind God Sword, with the power of cutting the wind and breaking the hair, directly wipes out the blind.

boom!

Blind Qing turned back and slammed into the attacking Jiangong.

After a muffled noise erupted, Blind Qing threw out his punches three times like lightning. Before the fist wind arrived, Quan Ying had already hit Bai Chen.

Bang bang bang!

Bai Chen's movements were also not slow, and he also blasted three punches and collided with it, but the terrifying power actually made him stagger all the way back.

"What an amazing power!"

Bai Chen clenched his numb fist in disbelief, looked up, and the blind green figure disappeared in place.

"what!"

Bai Chen was shocked when he saw it. He hadn't noticed anything yet, and the blind green that suddenly appeared behind him had already kicked his shoulder fiercely.

boom!

This kick directly kicked Bai Chen into the air all the way upside down, and a light hit the ring, shaking up a thick fog.

"metropolitan!"

At this moment, everyone in the Southern Territory Lounge was shocked. As soon as the scene started, Bai Chen was at a significant disadvantage?

"The first style of the drunk eight immortals, the blue fire and the green dragon!"

The dense fog was suddenly blown away by a cyan flame, and a violent storm of blue fire instantly formed a cyan tornado on the ring.

The tornado mingled with the sacred flames of the Vermilion Bird was not only astonishing, but also a thunderstorm burst into the air, and the temperature was even more terrifying.

Facing such an astonishing trick, Blind Qing tilted her head slightly, her ears moved, and suddenly took a deep breath.

When he punched again, a gas bullet faster than light and shadow hit Bai Chen's shoulder directly.

A fist mark shook Bai Chen back again and again. At the same time, Bai Chen's handprint changed, and the cyan tornado slammed directly in the direction of Blind.

The mighty cyan tornado pierced the direction of Blind Qing in an instant, but at that moment, the soles of Blind Qing's feet hit Bai Chen's shoulder again.

"boom!"

Blind Qing that suddenly appeared, directly stepped on Bai Chen on the ring, and attacked violently, causing Bai Chen to almost break his left shoulder.

"What happened to that just now!"

Lin Mengyao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and did not see the blind blue movement at all.

Even Bai Chen's "explosive step" has subtle traces to be found.

Could it be that he could not move in an instant?

Blind Qing stepped on Bai Chen's shoulder, without any hesitation, raised his right fist, and hit Bai Chen's head.

boom!

"Chop the sky palm!"

With a loud noise, Blind Qing's body was obviously shaken away for a certain distance. At this time, Bai Chen also took advantage of the gap between his breaths to distance him again.

He had long thought that Blind Youth was very strong, but it was beyond his expectation to be so strong.

"The fifth style of the Drunken Eight Immortals-Immortal in the Mist!"

Bai Chen's handprints changed, and a white mist suddenly filled the ring.

Blind Qing also struck out a punch at the very moment of his hair. It was a fist print comparable to the speed of light, and once again hit Bai Chen's injured left shoulder.

With the speed of Blind Qing's punching, he could only see the action, and could not see the attack path, Bai Chen could not dodge at all.

"That **** has been staring at Brother Bai Chen's left shoulder!" Tang Qin clenched his teeth in the lounge, already wishing to rush into the arena.

Bai Chen was beaten so badly, but it hasn't been a long time since.

"Trust him, he will definitely win!" Lin Mengyao said with a firm expression.

"Yeah!" Tang Qin nodded heavily after hearing this.

...

This guy hasn't released any spiritual power yet, is he underestimating me!

Compared to other people's worries, Bai Chen was even more angry at this moment.

"In this case……!"

With the protection of the fairy in the mist, Bai Chen's face suddenly condensed, and his hands began to quickly form seals. Under the flash of aura, he suddenly held the Wind God Sword in front of him.

With the infusion of his spiritual power, a circular spiritual ring rose from the ground, and then, a series of small flying swords densely appeared in the air.

The moment these tens of thousands of flying swords appeared, the elders of the Xinglan Temple were shocked and stood up.

Standing high in the sky, Blind Qing's arms drooped, listening to the sound of thousands of winds around him, suddenly a flicker, disappearing to the original position again.

"Disappeared again?!"

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