The Peerless Villain of Martial Arts

Chapter 69 No.60 Nine Leaders: Lin Moxie

The Fengsheng Terrace was divided into two parts, east and west, with Li Chenzhou in the east and Lin Haoyu in the west.

"Now you can go to the stage to challenge." The first elder narrowed his eyes, and spit out these words lightly, he and the leader are very optimistic about Li Chenzhou, when Li Chenzhou fought with Yue Wuhua in the hologram, the last burst of courage , Use your own bones to kill the opponent.

Most of the disciples in the teaching didn't know how strong Li Chenzhou was, and soon someone came up to challenge Li Chenzhou, but no one from Lin Haoyu's side has yet come up to challenge.

"My inner disciple, Wang Jiuyue, has an innately high level of cultivation, and I would like to ask the quasi-sage to enlighten me." The person who came up was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. At such an age and with such a cultivation level, he might be considered among the best in the Moon Worship Sect .

The reason why Wang Jiuyue didn't challenge Lin Haoyu was that he had always suspected that Lin Haoyu had a hole card, and this hole card was not simple. Seeing Li Chenzhou dressed as a scholar, with a handsome appearance, even if he lost, he would surely save his life.

"I'll give you three tricks." Li Chenzhou narrowed his eyes, and a touch of scarlet bloomed from his eyes, revealing those dart-shaped eyes.

"Then I won't be polite." Wang Jiuyue flicked all over her body, and the irritable fire-attribute aura bit Li Chenzhou like an angry dragon. Li Chenzhou instantly cast a large teleportation and teleported to the side for about a hundred feet out of thin air. This is because Li Chenzhou's body has become stronger. Many, and the great teleportation means that the stronger your physical body is, the farther your teleportation direction will be.

"Has the speed reached this point? It seems that he is not as weak as most people imagined." Wang Jiuyue whispered, a short and thin dagger slipped from his sleeve and landed firmly on the wide sleeve In the palm of the robe.

From the outside, Wang Jiuyue was just lowering his head and thinking about how to defeat Li Chenzhou, and almost no one noticed the movements in his sleeves.

"There are two more moves." Li Chenzhou stretched out two slender fingers and shook Wang Jiuyue. In his opinion, Wang Jiuyue is not considered strong. Although his cultivation base is higher than that of his peers, his combat power does not exceed his cultivation base. This is Wang Jiuyue's biggest failure, the foundation is not stable.

Perhaps Wang Jiuyue was eager for quick success, but ignored the most important foundation. As a result, the current combat power is not considered strong, and it is difficult to condense the spiritual power. Instead, it is extremely scattered and cannot be condensed into a powerful spiritual attack.

"The sword attracts flowers and rain." Wang Jiuyue yelled, and suddenly pulled out the long sword in the scabbard behind her back with her white fingers, and the sword shadows bloomed all over the sky. Beneath the beautiful picture is an awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"It's beautiful." Li Chenzhou spit out these two words lightly. The thick spiritual armor covered his whole body. He didn't even move, letting the sword shadow hit him. No matter how the spiritual armor trembled, it was still unbroken. Tightly wrap Li Chenzhou's body.

Wang Jiuyue's pupils shrank sharply. He didn't expect Li Chenzhou to be so strong. Although he was only innately middle-level, the degree of solidification of Lingkai was even worse than that of Huaifan.

"One more trick."

Without saying a word, Wang Jiuyue quickly approached Li Chenzhou's body and punched out. The fist was hidden in the wide sleeve robe, and there was a poisoned dagger in the sleeve robe.

Under the dynamic vision of the kaleidoscope Sharingan, every movement of Wang Jiuyue is extremely slow. With Li Chenzhou's speed, she can easily dodge without a big teleportation.

The short and thin dagger stabbed at Li Chenzhou in an instant, and Li Chenzhou avoided the dagger with a slight sideways movement.

"Three tricks have passed." Li Chenzhou chuckled lightly, and lightly tapped Wang Jiuyue's eyebrows with one finger, and a strong dead air burst out from his fingertips, penetrating Wang Jiuyue's eyebrows.

Wang Jiuyue, meteor.

Soon some disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall came and dragged Wang Jiuyue's body down. When they saw Wang Jiuyue's death, they couldn't help but gasp. The spiritual energy in his body was quickly swallowed by the dead energy, and his healthy and vigorous body also quickly aged.

When everyone in the audience saw Wang Jiuyue's death, they couldn't help but gasped. They thought that Li Chenzhou would not kill him, but they didn't expect that Wang Jiuyue was ordered to die without Li Chenzhou's last move.

"This is more a member of the Devil's Cult than us."

"Li Chenzhou's death energy should be a different kind of aura, and those who have a different kind of aura are undoubtedly geniuses who are chosen from among all."

Countless people were discussing in low voices. Now, with Wang Jiuyue's lessons learned, no one stepped forward to challenge Li Chenzhou in a short time.

"I, Lin Moxie, want to challenge Lin Haoyu."

Li Chenzhou followed the prestige and saw a slender young man in white, pointing his sword at Lin Haoyu.

"Lin Moxie, Lin Haoyu?" Looking at the slightly resembling faces of the two, Li Chenzhou smiled faintly, with his hands folded, quietly watching the development of the situation.

"Isn't this Lin Haoyu's cousin Lin Moxie?"

"It's probably another drama of the family fighting for power and profit."

"Oh? Cousin Moxie, are you dissatisfied with my cousin? If you tell me, my cousin will definitely change." Lin Haoyu smiled warmly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Hmph, die, Lin Haoyu." Lin Moxie snorted coldly, the long sword came out quickly, and the white light enveloped the Conferred Saint Altar to the west.

"Is this the long sword that Lin Moxie has never drawn out?" Some people were surprised, Lin Moxie was regarded as a first-class genius disciple in the entire Moon Worship Sect, but he had never used the long sword that he had always worn in battle.

"Very good, this sword is a good sword, it seals all the sharp power, just to wait for this day?" Lin Haoyu clapped his hands and laughed, a golden long sword hung in the air behind him, blocking Lin Moxie's sword energy for Lin Haoyu .

"This sword is named Moxie, and it contains half of my soul," Lin Moxie's smile gradually widened, and Danfeng's eyes were filled with a long sword that was sinking and floating, breathing out immeasurable divine brilliance.

"Sacrificing the sword with the soul, the ancient way of sword cultivation, although powerful, is too easy to go crazy, and life is related to the sword, if the sword is destroyed, the person will die." Lin Haoyu said in shock, his eyes flashed with surprise Strange, in his impression, his cousin Lin Moxie has always been soft-spoken, but he never expected to have such boldness.

"I really didn't expect you, Lin Moxie, to have such courage. It seems that I, as a cousin, ignored you before."

Lin Haoyu clapped his palms, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile was no longer as gentle as before, but rather ruthless.

"Meteor Sword Art."

Lin Haoyu shouted lightly, and the long sword behind his back stabbed at Lin Moxie. The target was not Lin Moxie himself, but the Moxie sword, the long sword that relied on Lin Moxie's life.

(End of this chapter)