Chapter 367: A Battle Without Suspense

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This is a battle without suspense.

Chen Pingyi thought so.

It's all because An Bulang miscalculated his strength.

This will be the key to An Bulang's death.

Not only him, but even the other disciples and elders of the Divine Sword Sect think so.

Ji Mingxin stared at the flimsy young man in white clothes, and really wanted to find something special about him, but unfortunately, he couldn't find it.

Although he felt that An Bulang would not die, he couldn't find a way for An Bulang not to die.

"Does he really think that Chen Pingyi can be killed with a heavenly magic weapon?" Ji Mingxin muttered to himself, his face full of puzzlement.

He couldn't help turning his eyes to the suzerain Yun Tianming for help.

However, Yun Tianming was just as confused as he was.

Although the suzerain lord has an inscrutable expression on his face, as if he already knows everything in his chest, and he is able to keep things calm from beginning to end.

But his constantly rubbing fingers betrayed his inner activities.

Yun Tianming didn't understand what An Bulang was doing from the beginning to the end!

"An Bulang... What kind of medicine is sold in your gourd..."

He probably knew that this was a well-planned layout, and by constantly provoking Chen Pingyi to the point where he lost his mind, he impulsively agreed to a sword fight.

But he still didn't know how An Bulang could win against Chen Pingyi, and why he could win against a top sword cultivator at the eighth level of the Divine Sea Realm.

Tens of thousands of sword repairmen on the field also had question marks on their faces.

No matter how you look at it, it is a battle without any suspense.

The guardian array rises up.

An Bulang and Chen Pingyi walked into the competition dojo.

A much-anticipated peak battle is finally about to begin!

Langmeng and the others clenched their fists tightly, looking nervous.

They don't understand what An Bulang is doing, and they don't know why he has such a big hole. What was happening in front of them was so dangerous that they had to worry about it.

Chen Pingyi exuded extreme sharpness all over his body, and the sawtooth blade of the Zique Lingjian in his hand kept trembling, like a shark about to choose someone to eat.

An Bulang stood on the stage very weakly, his face was not very good, and his body was slightly shaken by Chen Pingyi's sword power. Although the Desolate Dragon King Sword in his hand was frighteningly sharp, the dragon's might it released was like a sickly dragon, and it didn't have the overwhelming appearance that Tianbao should have.

"That's it, you also want to fight with me?" Chen Pingyi sneered, Zique Lingjian slashed at An Bulang from the air, and suddenly a hundred-foot-long sword light condensed and swept towards the young man on the field.

The purple sword light shines like a crescent moon.

At this moment, Jianwei even crushed the ground into a hollow.

Faced with this extremely powerful slash, An Bulang blocked the Dragon King Sword by his side.

"Roar!"

A phantom of a red and gold flood dragon suddenly appeared, wrapping around his body.

Chen Pingyi's extremely sharp sword light slashed at the dragon wrapped around An Bulang's body, making a sharp hiss, but it couldn't break through the dragon's scales at all.

An Bulang blocked Chen Pingyi's attack!

All the onlookers exclaimed.

Yun Tianming shrank his pupils, and his face revealed an inconceivable expression.

The fluctuations radiating from An Bulang's body are at the level of Tianyuan Realm, but his Tianyuan Realm is not of the same order of magnitude as other Tianyuan Realm monks.

If it is said that the power that can be used in the ordinary Tianyuan realm is a lake, then An Bulang feels like a vast ocean to him!

An Bulang slashed down with the Dragon King Sword in his hand, and Chen Pingyi's sword light was instantly chopped into pieces by the blade.

Chi! !

An Bulang's body moved.

The speed suddenly skyrocketed!

Chen Pingyi seemed to have been prepared for a long time, a large number of spirit patterns suddenly appeared on the body of the sword, one sword was divided into nine, and he slashed at An Bulang in nine different directions at the same time.

An Bulang quickly used his body skills to dodge, barely dodging the nine attacks.

At this time, Chen Pingyi had already rushed in front of An Bulang, the aura of the Zique Lingjian in his hand was shining, and the gate of the triple palace appeared behind him, and he put a lot of power on the blade. The jagged edge climbed to an extremely terrifying level, as if an ancient ferocious beast opened its densely covered blood teeth.

This is Chen Pingyi's full blow!

His smile had turned ferocious, and his killing intent surged like a tidal wave.

The killing intent accumulated for so long was finally released in this blow.

"Kill you!"

Chen Pingyi didn't want to play house with An Bulang. When he saw a flaw, he burst out with all his strength and killed him with one blow!

At this moment, the sky and the earth were replaced by purple sword light, and the clouds turned into purple clouds all over the sky. The accumulation of sword power seemed to be able to break through the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

This is the peak combat power of the Eightfold Sword Cultivator in the Divine Sea Realm!

However, at this moment, a more terrifying killing intent appeared.

An Bulang's Huanglongwang sword burst out with a strange red-gold light, breaking through the purple world in an instant, and the red-gold color perfectly suppressed the power of the Zique sword.

Unimaginable forces began to emerge.

Dragon scales appeared on An Bulang's arms.

Nine transformations against the dragon, dragon scale transformation!

The Desolate Dragon King Sword was originally the most terrifying assassination holy weapon, with the most violent and pure killing intent, but An Bulang's dragon power, which was strong enough to break through the shackles of the world, perfectly fused with the Desolate Dragon King Sword, and burst out in an instant. Peak killing potential.

This killing momentum completely suppressed Chen Pingyi's killing intent.

Chen Pingyi saw that there seemed to be an extremely terrifying wild dragon in front of him, piercing the heavens and the earth, stirring up the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood while moving his body, and opened his bloody mouth full of sharp teeth...

What kind of power is this?

This doubt suddenly appeared in Chen Pingyi's mind.

Immediately afterwards, his sword collided with the dagger-like short sword, and the terrifying sword energy entangled to annihilate the earth into powder and burst the void.

Everyone on the field seemed to see an unimaginable wild dragon, biting the gate of the triple palace, and then Chen Pingyi's screams sounded.

Chen Pingyi was hit by a terrifying force, as if being bitten by a dragon madly, and his seven orifices bleed immediately.

His strongest strike was blocked.

Not only that, his sword slash was violently broken by the opponent, and countless murderous auras were like the sharpest sharp weapons, piercing into his internal organs in an instant and severely wounding his internal organs.

At this time, An Bulang had already stormed towards Chen Pingyi.

The Desolate Dragon King Sword turned into the most eye-catching trajectory!

"Secret Technique Blood Refining Sword Soul!" Chen Pingyi was forced to a dead end, unreservedly cast his strongest secret technique, a secret technique that consumes life, and immediately countless purple bloodstains appeared on his body, his whole body was like a sharp sword , the edge skyrocketed, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

An Bulang's stab missed.

Chen Pingyi's sword ran like thunder, and he drew a series of dazzling sword cuts, and began to fight back!

What Chen Pingyi didn't expect was that An Bulang's speed was still faster than him, and his figure swam like an extremely nimble dragon, perfectly dodging every blow.

"How is it possible, how is it possible... When did you become so strong?"

"This is not true!"

Chen Pingyi couldn't understand what was happening in front of him.

He didn't understand why An Bulang, who was so weak, suddenly became so strong.

It should be him who crushed An Bulang!

The last time they played against An Bulang was at most at the second and third level of Shenhai. Why did they become so strong that even he couldn't handle it in less than a month or two?

This is not in line with the basic cultivation method!

"Hey!"

The red gold sword flashed.

The speed was so fast that Chen Pingyi couldn't keep up, broke through Chen Pingyi's sword energy defense, and pierced into his lower abdomen.

Longwei spread and annihilated everything it touched, and a blood hole was pierced in the lower abdomen instantly.

"Ah...!" Chen Pingyi roared and slashed at An Bulang.

An Bulang turned around, one hand rested on the back of Chen Pingyi's sword, and the other held the Dragon King Sword and stabbed several times.

The red and gold streamer flashed, aiming at several of his fatal flaws.

呵呵味.

The blood hole burst out.

Blood flowed.

Chen Pingyi was forced to keep going backwards, his injuries had reached the limit, and he almost collapsed.

"I lost! I admit defeat!!" Chen Pingyi shouted anxiously.

At this time, another wild dragon seemed to appear, grinning grinningly and biting at Chen Pingyi's head.

Cold and merciless.

Flesh and flesh cracked, and the world was bright red.

An Bulang pierced Chen Pingyi's head with a sword, and the red gold dagger pierced from between his eyebrows and out from the back of his head. The terrifying dragon power even annihilated the opponent's soul.

The boy's eyes were expressionless, and he said lightly: "Well, if you lose, you will die."

The sword is drawn.

Chen Pingyi's pupils were still staring round, but his body had slowly fallen backwards.

He never thought that he would lose to An Bulang, let alone be killed by An Bulang.

At the last moment of his life, what he saw was the expressionless face of the young man, that kind of indifference, that kind of aloofness, which made him understand that he had really provoked someone who could not be provoked at all.

He had thought that he would be revenged, but he didn't expect that the revenge would come so fast, and the result of the revenge would still be death...

"If you want to seize my treasure, if you want to kill me, this is your fate."

An Bulang looked down at Chen Pingyi who fell to the ground, and said the last sentence Chen Pingyi heard in his life.

The next moment, Chen Pingyi's vitality was cut off.

The world fell silent at this moment.

An Bulang restrained his aura, became ordinary, and then easily put Chen Pingyi's Zique Lingjian into his Naring, and then walked with vain steps, step by step, walked to the place holding Chen Pingyi's Naruto with difficulty. In front of the apprentice of Jie.

Looks as weak as a chicken.

But everyone understood in their hearts.

An Bulang is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! !

This is indeed a battle without suspense.

But it wasn't that Chen Pingyi won An Bulang without any suspense.

It was An Bulang who beat Chen Pingyi without any suspense!

Chen Pingyi's apprentice looked at An Bulang's outstretched palm to him, trembling all over, and obediently handed Chen Pingyi's ring to An Bulang.

Even though An Bulang looked weak now, he still didn't dare to say a word.

The inheritance of the defeated and the dead will naturally be inherited by the victors.

Everyone on the field didn't know why An Bulang was so powerful until now.

Like a snail that killed a lion with one head.

They know snails.

But I don't know why it is so awesome.

The sun shines on the boy.

The young man raised his head, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face, the smile was as soft as a breeze, and the white clothes were smudged with a faint warm color, and he appeared lightly.

As if he had a clear idea, he said with a smile, "Huh...comfortable."