C661 The Geniuses of the Sword Faction Were Nothing More than Mediocre
C661 The Geniuses of the Sword Faction Were Nothing More than Mediocre
The appearance of the four people from the Sword Sect instantly became Han Chen's problem.
Looking at Han Chen who was being chased by such a cold and arrogant attitude, the expressions of the people below all changed.
Xing Hui of the Sword Sect, had a cold and complacent attitude towards the two of them. The way they looked at Han Chen was as if they were looking at a dead man.
"Damned bastard, let's see where you can run to today!" Xing Hui's eyes flashed with an ice-cold killing intent. She, who harbored killing intent for Han Chen in her heart, hated him even more after she defeated her at the Chaotic Demon Sea's pier.
Meeting the other party here today, it could only be described as a narrow path between enemies.
Ye Xiaoke stood where she was, slightly worried. She still did not understand, what kind of confidence did Han Chen have to dare to stay here. Just by his cold and proud strength, he was already stronger than his opponent by a level, not to mention that there was even a monstrous genius with Eighth level of the Heavenly Completion Stage, Jian Ling.
"Kid, did you know to run now?" Above the cold arrogance, a scornful and disdainful voice sounded.
"Why should I run?"
Han Chen suddenly turned around, surging martial spirit energy exploding out from his body, his hands instantly formed a few complicated hand seals, the yang Qi in the air became extremely restless, and quickly condensed at the fingertips of Han Chen's hands, transforming into a square seal.
"Sky Flipping Seal!"
Han Chen bellowed, and in the blink of an eye, he completed the first form of the Sky Emperor Seal. The condensed image of the Emperor Seal rushed towards Leng Ao. While it was moving, it was getting bigger and bigger, like a mountain flying through the nine heavens. Its aura was able to shake the heavens, and it was unstoppable.
"Hmph, petty tricks."
With a cold and arrogant snort, the sword in his hand released a dazzling red light. The tip of the sword was facing the seal, and a dense red light condensed in front of the blade, forming a powerful red Qi wave.
The red Qi tornado rapidly rotated in front of Leng Ao, causing the space in the surroundings to distort and distort. The tyrannical and tyrannical sword force swept across the entire arena, unstoppable.
"Boom!"
The treasured sword in Leng Ao's hand directly collided with the four Emperor Prints. The Emperor Prints were unable to block at all, and like tofu, they were instantly smashed to pieces by Leng Ao's sword.
Bang.
The four Emperor Seals burst out from the middle and turned into profound Yang Qi that filled the sky, dispersing randomly in all directions. It was like layers upon layers of white waves that stretched for hundreds of meters.
"Brat, obediently surrender your lowly life! Stop resisting me like that, hehe. " As far as he was concerned, Han Chen's strength did not put the slightest amount of pressure on him.
Everyone's moods were different, due to the previously arrogant attitude, the people of Puppet Faction and Demonic Puppet City hoped to see Leng Ao lose. However, they were also clear that with Han Chen's strength, it would be extremely difficult to accomplish.
On the Xuanyuan Sect's side, Yuan Yuan's face did not reveal the slightest bit of anger or joy, calmly standing in place and watching the great battle in the sky.
There were traces of schadenfreude in Xiao Bai's eyes. Because of Ye Xiaoke, he had always been unhappy in her heart. Especially when he saw that Han Chen's cultivation had increased so quickly compared to before, she was even more jealous.
On the other side of the sword sect, Xing Hui and Yin Ping seemed to have already seen the scene of Han Chen dying under the cold and arrogant sword.
"Sixth stage of the Heavenly Completion Stage, hehe. Interesting." Jian Ling raised her handsome eyebrows, holding both of her hands in front of him, her right index finger gently caressing her chin, a slight playful smile hanging on her lips.
"To die under my sword is your honor, hehe."
Leng Ao did not place Han Chen in his eyes at all, and with a wave of his hand, a three hundred meter long blood colored sword beam soared into the sky, straight towards Han Chen's life with the power to pierce through the heavens.
The speed of the sword was comparable to the speed of light. The sword energy was so strong that it pierced through the rainbow.
"I dare not accept this honor, you should just keep it for yourself!"
Han Chen laughed coldly as he struck back, at the same time continuously unleashing his majestic palm strike. With every palm strike, it would cause space to tremble.
The surging wave of martial spirit energy turned into a thick black palm energy under Han Chen's palm, and layers and layers of palm energy exploded forth with the power to break through the heavens. In that moment, Han Chen directly struck out with 999 palm strikes, the energy fluctuations were extremely intense, like a volcano about to erupt.
"Great Calamity Heaven Mending Hand!"
"Weng Weng!" In an instant, a giant hand that was a thousand meters wide pounced down towards the cold arrogance in front of them. It was like a divine hand from the heavens, shaking the heavens and shaking the galaxy.
"Boom!" Under the cautious gazes of the crowd below, the Heaven Mending giant hand collided heavily with the blood-red sword beam. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" A loud sound was heard. The terrifying energy fluctuation was like a mountain collapsing. The monstrous power of chaos engulfed the entire area, as if it was a dark cloud that had been blown away by a fierce wind.
Waves of air as vast as the sea spread out in all directions. Even the ground of the Great Prairie was shaking uneasily.
"Hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the faces of many people below couldn't help but change. The group of people who had never seen Han Chen make a move before were all secretly shocked. Who would have thought that the opponent, with only the strength of the sixth stage of the Heavenly Completion Stage, would be able to resist two of Leng Ao's attacks in a row.
"Hee hee, brat, you do have some ability!"
The cold and arrogant mood seemed to have become especially excited, and the killing intent in his eyes became even more intense. His body moved, and he once again brandished the three-rhombus sword light.
"Boom!" The three diamond-shaped sword rays used an extremely strong penetrating power to cut open a path in the chaotic area. In the next moment, Leng Ao rushed out and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Han Chen.
"Heh heh, goodbye."
"Hiss!" The cold and proud treasure sword tore through the air, under the gazes of everyone present, the extremely powerful sword, directly pierced Han Chen's throat.
"Senior apprentice-brother Icily, this is a fake illusion." Yin Ping immediately shouted.
Leng Ao furrowed his brows, muttering in a deep voice, "The Sword Controlling Technique of my sword faction."
"Buzz buzz!"
Without waiting for Leng Ao to think, a violent fluctuation suddenly came from above his head. The hearts of everyone below were shocked, they saw Han Chen standing at the place above the cold arrogance, holding a unique looking blade in his hand.
The blade was one and a half meters long, with a sharp blade. The back of the blade was serrated, and it was dark red in color. It gave off a faint heat wave. The area on the dark red saber blade was inscribed with exquisite runes, and it was filled with an overbearing rage.
This was the mid-grade saint artifact that the Dwarf Elder Lu Xiu had bestowed to Han Chen earlier, the Fire Cloud Blade.
"I should be the one saying goodbye, eat this!"
Han Chen raised the Fire Cloud Blade above his head, the hot body of the blade suddenly releasing a strong and strong flame, the runes on it seemed to come alive, flickering with a beautiful light.
Han Chen slashed down with his blade, his domineering aura peerless, and the furious roars of wind and lightning could be heard incessantly. Endless flaming blade rays that could topple mountains and overturn the seas ruthlessly descended upon Leng Ao.
"Damn it." Leng Ao could not help but curse in rage. He brandished his sword, forming a thick layer of sword aura in front of him and forming a defensive shield.
However, just how could a medium-grade saint artifact possibly be able to withstand the cold and arrogant attacks of others? " "Boom!" The flaming saber light was like a raging dragon that had gone out to sea. With the momentum of thunder, it directly shattered the astral sword shield in front of Leng Ao. The sword light barrier burst apart, like broken glass fragments, recklessly flying in all directions.
Without waiting for Leng Ao to react, Han Chen once again waved his Fire Cloud Blade and chopped down with the simplest posture.
"Second combo."
Leng Ao's expression changed. He held his sword horizontally above his head, intending to use brute force to withstand this attack.
"Bam!"
Surging waves of impact rolled out like a torrent. Icily and arrogantly, it was as if they had been pressed down by a mountain. His body could not help but tremble as both of his arms became numb, and the mouth of his tiger began to crack.
"Bastard! I'll kill you!" Leng Ao was enraged.
"Triple combo, f * ck off."
Just as Han Chen finished his sentence, "Boom!" With a loud sound, the sky suddenly exploded with beautiful fireworks. The terrifying power was comparable to the eruption of a mountain torrent. The cold arrogance made both his eyes sparkle and his ears buzz. His body was directly sent flying backwards from the impact.
"Bam!"
Leng Ao's legs landed heavily on the ground. The powerful shockwave caused the ground to quake. With Leng Ao as the center, deep cracks began to spread throughout the ground. Leng Ao's two legs were deeply sunk into the ground, and the mud had reached up to his knees.
The appearance of this scene caused everyone present to be stunned beyond belief.
The iciness and haughtiness of the Seventh level of the Heavenly Completion Stage was actually being 'abused' by Han Chen, who was at the sixth stage of the Heavenly Completion Stage, back to the surface.
His clothes and hair were in a disarray as he looked at the cold and arrogant face of Tie Qing. The Puppet Faction's Du Chang and the Demonic Puppet City's Wu Yu both cried out in their hearts.
Yuan Yuan from the Xuanyuan Sect and Jian Ling from the Sword Sect did not change their expressions, their emotions not fluctuating in the slightest.
Ye Xiaoke's big eyes shone with a bright light, her cute little face was filled with surprise. Even Feng Yi, who was nearby, was slightly surprised.
Han Chen's performance was truly stunning, but everyone present could see that the reason Leng Ao suffered a loss was mostly because he had underestimated his opponent. From the start, he did not place Han Chen in his eyes, to the point that he suffered such a loss.
"Senior brother Leng Ao, don't be careless. Kill him." Yin Ping shouted hatefully.
"Damn bastard." His cold and arrogant face was ashen. His right hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly as boundless infernal energy emanated from his body.
Angry, Leng Ao was truly angry. He had been careless. He had been too careless.
"He really did not expect that he would be able to smash his own foot in just a few rounds." "Stinky brat, I'll let you see my true strength. I'll make you die a horrible death."
Han Chen looked down at him condescendingly, holding the Fire Cloud Blade with one hand, the corners of his mouth raised in a disdainful smile.
"Sword faction genius, that's nothing!"