"Invincible War Soul!"

At this moment, Xiao Chen's aura suddenly increased, no less than the fifth level of the Martial God. The immortal energy in his body surged out of his life. At the same time, a force of thunder thunder surged out of his nameless dantian.

Like Wang Kun, Xiao Chen raised the Wanying Sword high, and all the power poured into the sword, forming a phantom as high as a hundred feet above the Wanying Sword.

The terrifying power is no less than the phantom formed by Wang Kun.

Seeing this, Lutao's face appeared with unprecedented shock.

"I'm a grandma, I'm asking why I feel that the true energy in this kid's body is a bit strange? His grandma's is not the true energy, his grandma's immortal energy!" Nutao said in his heart that he had lived for hundreds of years, and his life was not as shocked as he is today.

"How is this possible? Who is this kid? How could he have immortal energy in his body? No wonder he is so strong!"

It is impossible for people in the lower realm to cross the thunder level and achieve immortal bones, so he didn't think about it at all. It was not until he saw Wang Kun take the explosion of Yuan Dan that he reacted.

"Is this kid trained by a major force in the Immortal Realm to come to the lower world to experience it?"

The more I thought about it, the more shocked Nutao was.

"cut!"

"cut!"

Two angry shouts sounded at the same time, and two huge sword shadows slashed towards each other, and the entire sky was about to be cut off.

"boom!"

The two sword shadows collided fiercely.

Everyone stared at this battle with no gorgeous moves, only head-on battles, and the strong men below the Martial God could hardly stand up, and all fell to the ground. I'm afraid that only some senior martial Gods could barely stabilize their minds.

The sword shadow entangled in the void for five breaths, and then the two sword shadows slowly turned into nothingness and dissipated into the void, as if they had never appeared before.

"Puff!" Xiao Chen opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, leaned on the Wanying Sword, and knelt on the ground with one leg.

"Young Master!"

"Xiao Chen!"

After seeing Xiao Chen vomiting blood, Siju and Mu Qingxuan shouted worriedly.

Wang Kun, opposite, looked at Xiao Chen lightly and said coldly: "You lost!"

"Cough cough!" Xiao Chen coughed lightly, sprayed out a mouthful of blood again, slowly raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "You probably have never lost, right?"

"No." Wang Kun said coldly: "Not once!"

Xiao Chen stood up slowly and looked at Wang Kun with his eyes calm and calm, "Losing is not a bad thing. Sometimes losing can make you stronger."

"But, I absolutely do not allow myself to lose!" Wang Kun said in a deep voice, and took a slow step towards Xiao Chen.

"Marriors, it's up to here. If you don't admit defeat, you won't lose!" Xiao Chen slowly put his hand on his heart and spoke lightly.

"I won't lose, I won't know where I can!" Wang Kun took another step.

"Young, you are too young to know the meaning of 'loss is winning or losing'."

"I don't need to know, I just know that as long as I kill you, I will win!" Wang Kun took another step.

"Okay, you won." Xiao Chen said helplessly.

"I won!" Wang Kun took another step, but as he took this step, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, dyeing the white robe in front of him red, very eye-catching! His body slowly half-kneeled on the ground.

"Wang Kun is also injured!" Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
Chapter completed!