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"Seven Star Chain Sword?"

"I didn't expect that Wang Zhiyuan could practice this unique skill of the Wang family?"

Looking at Wang Zhiyuan's momentum and pace on the stage, Murong Yan already understood.

"Sister Yan, what is the Seven Star Chain Sword?"

Feng Qingxue at the side asked curiously.

"Seven Star Chain Sword."

"As the name suggests, it evolved based on the shape and orientation of the Big Dipper, combined with the operation rules of the stars in the sky."

"The seven stars refer to: Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang."

"Whenever you practice the Seven-Star Chain Sword, you need to use it with one mind and seven uses, and cooperate with the corresponding Bu Gang body skills. One person uses seven different sword skills at the same time and at the same time in an instant."

"One sword turns into seven, and then the seven swords merge into one, so that the power of the sword can be superimposed geometrically!"

"It is a powerful, even terrifying sword technique."

"It can also be called: Seven Star Chain Sword Formation!!"

While Wang Zhiyuan was preparing, Murong Yan explained patiently.

She knew that it would take some time to perform this set of sword techniques.

"what?"

"Then Brother Qin Nan is doomed?"

"Sister Yan, hurry up and save Brother Nan!"

Nangong Xin'er kept shaking Murong Yan's arm, begging unceasingly.

"Don't worry, Xin'er."

"Your brother Nan is not an ordinary character."

"Look at him lying there sleeping as if nothing had happened, but he actually knows the situation at the scene like the back of his hand."

"It can even be said that all of this is under his control."

Murong Yan smiled meaningfully.

"Know it like the palm of your hand?"

"why?"

Nangong Xin'er tilted her head, not knowing why.

"Don't talk, you will understand later."

"The seven-star chain sword has already taken shape, let's just watch the game patiently."

Murong Yan did not answer Nangong Xiner's words directly, but motioned her to continue watching.

On the stage of life and death, Wang Zhiyuan had already completed the last step of bodywork. Indistinctly, seven shining silver stars were arranged in the direction of the Big Dipper, enveloping Qin Nan who was lying on the ground.

Under the light of the stars, the Seven Star Sword in Wang Zhiyuan's hand actually divided into seven when he waved it. Even Wang Zhiyuan himself suddenly transformed into six other figures, stepping on seven different directions.

"Seven stars show, infinite reincarnation."

"All the stars, give me strength!"

"Seven-star serial sword, come out!!!"

Following the chanting of Wang Zhiyuan's formula, the seven figures and the seven swords instantly turned into thousands of blue sword lights, just like thousands of swords returning to their ancestors, overwhelming mountains and seas,
Attacking Qin Nan from all directions, stabbing, chopping, chopping, or teasing.

The sword light shone, and the shocking blow detonated amid the exclamation of everyone:

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clap clap clap!!!"

"Clang clang!!!"

The collision of gold and stone, the sound of gold and iron!
The huge power and shocking fluctuations shocked the entire platform of life and death as if it was about to shake and collapse.

Qin Nan, who was surrounded by countless sword lights and sword qi, could no longer see his figure or trace at this time.

Such intense collisions and loud noises lasted for more than three minutes before slowly stopping and dissipating.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—!!!"

After a puff of smoke and dust passed, Wang Zhiyuan's continuous gasps and his unkempt and exhausted body sounded on the stage of life and death.

After he used this move, the true energy in his body was almost exhausted, and he sat in the center of the stage of life and death listlessly. It was too late to celebrate even the victory he seemed to have achieved.

"Clap-pop-pop-pop!"

"Seven Star Chain Sword Formation, not bad not bad."

"The power is not bad!"

Just when everyone was focusing on Wang Zhiyuan, Qin Nan's voice resounded all around miraculously and unexpectedly.

"Ah, my mother!"

"No way, Qin Nan is still alive?"

"Under this level of attack, can you still survive?"

"And it sounds like a normal person?"

"Isn't this subversive to my cognition?"

"What about Qin Nan and others?"

"You idiot, isn't Qin Nan just standing there?"

"Wooah, so handsome!"

"Qin Nan is so cool!"

"Ai, Brother Nan is awesome!!"

The originally deadly atmosphere in the audience was instantly ignited the moment Qin Nan appeared.

"Look, little girl."

"What did I say?"

"Is your brother Nan all right?"

Murong Yan looked at Qin Nan who was dressed in spotless white at the edge of the stage of life and death, and smiled lightly.

"Wow, brother Nan is really amazing!"

"How on earth did he do it?"

Nangong Xin'er was like a nympho, she held her two red cheeks in her hands, and looked at Murong Yan playfully.

"It's simple."

"Because your brother Nan has learned a special martial art."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be called: Drunk Dream Arhat Fist."

Murong Yan has almost confirmed the answer in her heart through Qin Nan's performance just now.

"Drunken Dream Arhat Fist?"

"Sister Yan, is this kind of boxing very, very powerful?"

Feng Qingxue probed and asked.

"It's not just powerful, it's simply unimaginable, elusive."

"It is said that this set of boxing techniques was inadvertently comprehended by a generation of martial arts masters on the Tianwu Continent - Drunkard."

"The essence of this martial art lies in: drunkenness is not drunkenness, dreamlike dream is not dream, body is drunk but not drunk, body is dreaming and mind is not dreaming!"

"To practice this martial art, in addition to extraordinary comprehension and talent, you must also be addicted to alcohol and lethargy!"

"So so far, no one has been able to practice it except Senior Drunkard."

"Unexpectedly, Qin Nan succeeded!!!"

While Murong Yan was speaking, she couldn't help feeling admiration for Qin Nan.

She is well aware of the difficulty of this martial art.

"Oh, why not?"

"No wonder Brother Nan has been drowsy and addicted to alcohol for the past few days. It turns out he was practicing martial arts!"

"I almost misunderstood him."

Nangong Xin'er just woke up like a dream, and understood the reason for Qin Nan's weird behavior before.

"Yes."

"That is the only way to practice Drunk Dream Arhat Fist."

"Anyone who has successfully trained will not only be invincible within the same level, but also be invincible in leapfrog challenges!"

There was a hint of envy and throbbing in Murong Yan's eyes.

"Drunken Dream Arhat Fist?"

"Mass egg!"

"I didn't expect Qin Nan, a little bastard, to have shit luck!"

"In that case, hum."

"Then it's even more impossible to let him live in this world."

Wang Qingfeng under the stands heard the conversation of Murong Yan and the others, and while feeling jealous and resentful in his heart, the murderous intent between his brows became more obvious.

And in the arena of life and death, Qin Nan had already leisurely walked towards Wang Zhiyuan.

Now he has to get in touch with Wang Zhiyuan's 'emotion'.

Ah no, it's time to do the math!