Chapter 328 Finals 2

The huge sword energy not only eliminated the scattered purple light, but also continued to power, and rushed towards Lan Wenxuan's face. This time, Lan Wenxuan didn't have much time at this time, and he shouted: "Fusheng is like a dream!"

As Lan Wenxuan said, the sword energy flew across the ring, as if countless young dragons jumped silently eroded the black sword energy, and each sword energy attacked unabated, rolling towards Dongfang Qiming...

Dongfang Qiming smiled at this moment and said coldly: "I think you are so great, it's just that!" He said that he saw her rising into the air. He suddenly shouted: "The darkness is boundless..."

With Dongfang Qiming's voice, he saw a black mist shot out from his long sword, sweeping towards the thousands of sword auras. The black mist swept so fast and its power was domineering and fierce. In half a breath, not only swallowed all the thousands of sword auras, but also covered the entire arena in darkness!

Lan Wenxuan saw this move when Ye Ting fought against Dongfang Qiming, so when Dongfang Qiming blurted out, his alertness had risen to the extreme! But he did not expect that the black spiritual energy would soon cover him. At this time, he felt a cold air and attacked his throat. If this move was really good, he would not have the life to be there, so he had to retreat quickly...

At this time, she was still in the Lan family stands. Xiang'er stared at this scene nervously and said to Lan Wuhong next to her: "Dad, do you think Wenxuan will win?" The reason why she asked this was because she was very conflicted and confused. He hoped that Lan Wenxuan would win and get back Huanying Town, but Sheng would definitely have to pay some price, and he was worried for Lan Wenxuan. Anyway, she was very confused. At the moment when the black fog was confused, she had already fallen to the bottom...

Lan Wuhong also frowned, but after hearing Xiang'er's words, he squeezed out a smile on his face, turned his head and said, "Don't worry, you have to have confidence in Xuan'er, believe that he will be fine, it's easy to win the championship...

At the same time, Sima Haoyu looked at his father who was expressionless and said, "Father, it seems that Brother Dongfang will definitely win!" He looked happy at this moment. It seemed that even if he won by himself, it would be like this.

Sima Chaohua turned his head and looked at his son with deep meaning, and then looked at him again when no one noticed them around him, then he spoke: "Dongfang Qimingsheng is not a good thing for us! And Lan Wenxuan was not lucky, and he won by luck. He also relied on his strength, so it is too early to say that the outcome of the words is too early..."

Just as everyone was talking, Lan Wenxuan retreated quickly, but Dongfang Qiming's offensive was not slow. At this critical moment, Lan Wenxuan was not panicked. When the cold light touched his skin, he saw his body suddenly leaning back. Not only did he avoid Dongfang Qiming's sword, but also swept across the clouds in his hand, and a purple lightning slashed towards Dongfang Qiming's legs!

Dongfang Qiming's face suddenly looked ugly. He originally thought that Lan Wenxuan could not avoid this move, but he did not expect that Lan Wenxuan not only easily cracked his move, but also counterattacked so quickly.

Fang Qiming, who was also in the dark, could not get up and avoid Lan Wenxuan's attack. Then he waved at Lan Wenxuan with anger. He took the sword with anger. Although the sword light was still black, it was more than twice the huge sword light last time...

Lan Wenxuan had to wave his sword to greet him. The two blocked spiritual energy hit each other with a bang this time. Dongfang Qiming was immediately thrown away, and Lan Wenxuan also stepped back more than ten steps. The two of them had blood all over the quarrels. No one took advantage of the surface, so it should be evenly matched!

But Lan Wenxuan knew that he had suffered a little, because Dongfang Qiming's attack was condescending and standing on the right track! At this time, the black smoke gradually faded, and all the audience looked at the two people facing each other far away.

At this time, Dongfang Qiming raised the long sword in his hand again and looked at Lan Wenxuan and said coldly: "I won't show mercy this time, so you can do it yourself!" After the words, the long sword raised, the wind moved slightly, and the clothes floated...

Lan Wenxuan's face was both solemn, and his feet were standing steadily, with a faint purple light emitted from his body, and Liuyun slowly raised up. Unlike Dongfang Qiming, Lan Wenxuan's face became calmer and calmer at this time, and his body was still motionless. If it weren't for his eyes becoming brighter and brighter, others would have thought he had entered a meditation or a stone sculpture...

"The Black Prison is Without the Heavens..." At this time, with Dongfang Qiming's roar, the entire arena was once again covered by darkness. The mist seemed to be a black dragon wrapping Lan Wenxuan in it, as if he was isolated from the world! Then the darkness automatically generated countless small sword energy and slashed towards Lan Wenxuan! At this time, Lan Wenxuan's eyes and ears almost became decorations, and he felt a trembling in his heart. He shouted in secret that he was not good. He hurriedly mobilized all the true energy of the purple palace and made a protective cover, flowing clouds across his chest to avoid accidents!

As for those viewers who were shocked again, because the difference between this time and the last time, the person with high cultivation level could still see the situation inside clearly, but this time, there were almost no people inside, and many people showed a solemn look on their faces.

Soon some sword energy hit Lan Wenxuan's body. The protective cover made of true qi was limited and was about to be dispersed. He couldn't help but feel more and more anxious. At this time, several sword energy hit the protective cover silently, and then a roar sound came! Lan Wenxuan shook a few times, and at the last impact, a crack appeared in the true qi mask. Lan Wenxuan couldn't help but boil in his chest, but at this time another sword energy hit. With a bang, the true qi mask disappeared invisible. Lan Wenxuan felt a sweet throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out...

At this time, Lan Wenxuan suddenly heard Dongfang Qiming's sneer and said, "I originally saw that you are a talented person and are planning to save your life, but you are too ungrateful and you are seeking death by yourself. No wonder my subordinates are ruthless!"

At this time, Lan Wenxuan's ears twitched, and his face also twitched. His spiritual sense moved. Seeing the Liuyun sword sheath in his hand hit Dongfang Qiming, Liuyun was unsheathed, and the Qiguang suddenly became a huge hit on the ring. The darkness disappeared...

Dongfang Qiming's eyes showed an incredible look again, but when he saw something coming, he didn't care about it, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards Lan Wenxuan's scabbard. However, he thought too simply, and he would not have thought that there was a spirit of Wen Cong on the scabbard. His long sword fell into the sky, and the scabbard soared into the sky, and then stabbed Dongfang Qiming in the sky, which made Dongfang Qiming's head shocked...

Not to mention Dongfang Qiming, even all the audience below opened their mouths, no one understood why the scabbard would dodge automatically, and attack the enemy automatically. However, the next one made them unable to believe it, because at this time, Lan Wenxuan pinched a sword technique with two fingers, Liuyun flew out of his hand, and attacked Dongfang Qiming with one sword and sheath, rushing Dongfang Qiming to attack. Lan Wenxuan took advantage of this opportunity to take out a few rejuvenation pills and threw them into his mouth. Then, with one hand, Liuyun turned over and flew into Lan Wenxuan's hand, and the scabbard disappeared out of thin air...

"Dad, why does Wenxuan's sword fly?" Lan Ying came to her senses for a long time, closed her mouth and asked Lan Wuhong.

Lan Wuhong was not as quick as Xiang'er came to his senses because he was thinking in his heart that the inconspicuous sword in his son's hand actually had such a wonderful use. This kid was so hiding that he didn't tell me that when he came back, I had to play with it...

However, when he was thinking, he was broken by Nangong Xianger's questioning. He smiled bitterly and shrugged: "I don't know this, you'd better ask him later. With such a magical weapon, it's hard to win this game!

I guess many people here rubbed their eyes and looked at the scene on the ring in disbelief. Many people were dazzled. At the same time, a little girl opened her mouth on a dry tree and almost fell to the ground. She murmured to herself: "How is this possible? Didn't the ancestor say that there is no weapon on the mainland that can compare with our Xueshuang! But wouldn't that Xueshuang become garbage if she wants to compare with the sword in the uncle's hand?"

At this time, Dongfang Qiming could not accept the facts. He looked at the Liuyun in Lan Wenxuan's hand with some trance, and murmured to himself: "This is impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible..." He said in the end and turned into a roar, and rushed towards Lan Wenxuan with his long sword regardless of everything...

In fact, Lan Wenxuan didn't know that Liuyun had the effect of swallowing darkness. If he had known it, he wouldn't have been injured. At this time, he looked coldly at Dongfang Qiming, the true Qi Pass of the Purple Palace poured into Liuyun. At this time, Liuyun Mountain emitted endless fighting spirit, and the sound of light continued. As Lan Wenxuan injected more true Qi, the sound of light became clearer. At this time, Lan Wenxuan waved the Liuyun in his hand, and a purple streaming light rushed towards Dongfang Qiming...

Dongfang Qiming was a little unreasonable at this time. Seeing that the attacking light did not dodge or dodge, the sword came forward for a while. With a bang, the sword in Dongfang Qiming's hand was instantly turned into ashes. Even his figure flew out like falling leaves. A piece of blood was sprinkled in the air. The blood was sprinkled from Dongfang Qiming's broken arm that was turned into ashes...

Lan Wenxuan stood coldly in the spot, looking coldly at Dongfang Qiming flying out! At this time, Sima Haoyu looked at Lan Wenxuan who was in horror on the ring, muttering to himself: "Impossible, this is so possible that a five-star sword emperor actually destroyed a one-star sword saint."

Although Sima Chaohua showed regret on his face, when he heard his son's words, the director passed away and immediately said softly: "A arrogant soldier will be defeated, and it is not a bad thing for us to lose..." At this time, he said this to his son for the second time, and he hoped that his son could understand the meaning...

However, Sima Haoyu's expression quickly came over and looked at his father and said, "Father, I understand, don't worry, but Lan Wenxuansheng is not a good thing. How do we explain when we go back?" Sima Haoyu said this and showed a look of worry on his face.

Sima Chaohua glanced at his son and said lightly: "This is not your heart, you don't have to worry about it! You will gather people in a while, and we will return to China tomorrow!" Sima Haoyu wanted to say something, but Sima Chaohua had turned his head and looked at the ring again...
Chapter completed!