Chapter 3292: Rookie Tournament 2nd round 4
Without waiting for Huacheng to continue, Leng Xuan condensed his true energy, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the silk thread at the end of the silver spear. However, when his hand touched the silk thread, he saw that the silk thread was only bent, and then returned to its original shape. Hua Cheng raised his lips and said, "My silk thread is made of silk that has been used for thousands of years. It is invulnerable to water and fire. Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a playful smile: "Really?" The voice fell, and he saw a red light flickering in his hand, and a long sword that was all red was already in his hand. Starting with the long sword, Leng Xuan only felt his body sink slightly. He secretly smiled bitterly, this Xuanyang sword is really troublesome to use before it recognizes its master. Before he had time to think about it, he raised the Xuanyang Sword with both hands, and then slashed at the silk thread ruthlessly.
Suddenly, only a crisp sound of 'ding' was heard, and the silk thread was instantly broken into two pieces under the blade of the Xuanyang Sword. Once the sword was successful, Leng Xuan immediately put away the Xuanyang Sword. And Hua Cheng saw that the silk thread in his hand was cut off, his face changed greatly, and he said in horror: "How is this possible?" Leng Xuan smiled and said: "The world is so big that nothing is impossible." At this moment, no more With the assistance of the silk thread, the silver gun suddenly lost control and fell directly downward. Seeing this, Hua Cheng hurriedly moved his body and galloped towards the silver spear. However, Leng Xuan would not give him a chance to retrieve the silver spear. He stretched out his hands like a roc spreading his wings, soaring into the sky, and then fell instantly, blocking Huacheng in front of him. Hua Cheng's face sank, he stretched out one hand, and shouted loudly, "Da Tianluo handprint!" He saw layers of blue light prints like water ripples appearing in front of him, blasting towards Leng Xuan's body. . But Leng Xuan did not dodge or evade, waving his steel fist, directly facing the layer upon layer of light marks.
"Long Qianjun!" In Leng Xuan's high-pitched voice, he saw a golden light overflowing, wrapping his steel fist and hitting the light seal fiercely. Under the powerful force, the blue light print was like a mirror, cracking and shattering in the middle. After Leng Xuan succeeded in one strike, 'Long Rin' was used one after another. The deafening roar suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth. Among the cultivators watching the battle below, some with weaker cultivation bases were affected by Long Rin and couldn't help reaching out to block their ears. Although Huacheng's strength was very strong, under Long Rin's sonic attack, his figure couldn't help but pause. And Leng Xuan took this opportunity to dodge over, swung his steel fist, and hit Hua Cheng's chest. When Hua Cheng came back to his senses, he saw that Leng Xuan's steel fist was already in front of him, and he didn't have time to dodge. He gritted his teeth secretly, and immediately crossed his hands in front of his chest, condensing his true energy to a point, ready to resist Leng Xuan's attack.
However, when Leng Xuan's steel fist was about to touch his chest, Leng Xuan suddenly changed his body, turned to his side, and then attacked his waist. Hua Cheng's face was shocked, he didn't expect Leng Xuan to have such a move. Hearing the sound of 'bang', Hua Cheng only felt a sharp pain coming from his waist, and his body flew out to the side, and just fell on the stone platform on the other side.
"Wow", Huacheng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then slowly stood up from the ground. However, every slight movement will touch the injury of the waist, making him extremely painful.