Nine Realms Sword Master

Chapter 1828: Virtual reality

There is no sound in the temple of God.

No one thought that an existence like Zhong Ximing would be so immature in front of Chen Huru? Cut the waist directly with such a sword?

Many people would not believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Could it be that... only outstanding people can compete with Chen Huru?

This is the number one opponent!

With so many sects, there are countless geniuses and evildoers to be dispatched. If even Zhong Ximing's existence falls so fast, how many other people can contend with?

Renjie is the trump card of the Temple of God. It was exposed too early and revealed the tricks. He would inevitably be targeted by the opponent. If the opponent sends a strange opponent like Chen Huru to defeat Renjie, he will surely be disrupted in time. Get rid of it.

There are no more than twelve outstanding figures, and one lost, and the blow to the temple of God is immeasurable.

For a while, all of the temple of God fell into silence, and everyone's face was full of heavy.

There was a lot of cheers on the scene, all from outsiders.

However, Zhong Ximing did not give up.

He abruptly got up, sealed his waist injury with his spirit, whirled and screamed, and rushed over with his sword, intending to fight again.

Seeing that he held the sword in one hand, the other palm offered a lot of sword energy.

These sword auras are about seven feet long, extremely sharp, and with aura, very agile. After being formed, they broke away from Zhong Ximing's palm and revolved around him frantically.

"Are you playing acrobatics?"

Chen Huru said with a smile, the unstoppable madness still in his eyes, and the moment the voice fell, Chen Huru's figure suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he appeared in front of Zhong Ximing again.

What a fast speed!

What is going on with this Chen Huru?

The power of a sword is so terrible, and the speed is so amazing.

Zhong Ximing's realm should be similar to his.

The spectators outside the venue were all frightened.

And after Chen Huru approached Zhong Ximing, he did not show any hesitation, and pierced Zhong Ximing's heart straight with a sword.

This blow was like a sudden attack from a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, and it was almost unexpected.

But at this moment, a strong light flashed.

The sword energy surrounding Zhong Ximing's body flew away suddenly, turning into a sword and shield to resist Chen Huru's attack.

clang!

An abnormal sound came out.

Those sword qi burst into pieces.

But Chen Huru's attack also became slow.

Zhong Ximing seized the opportunity, dodged sideways, and another sword backhand.

Chen Huru's eyes burst out with bursts of light, which seemed to be stimulated by Zhong Ximing's blocking blow. Excited, he laughed, and the person flashed again and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had fallen behind Zhong Ximing.

Whoosh!

The long sword once again smashed the past and rolled out hundreds of sword shadows, biting at Zhong Ximing.

These sword shadows are not fictitious, but substantial sword shadows, and the power of each blow is not lost to the previous blow.

Zhong Ximing's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with solemn expressions.

But... he was not afraid of this, instead, he grabbed his left hand and pinched out nearly a thousand sword energy, then his palm loosened.

Whoosh whoosh...

All the sword qi flew out by itself, surrounding him and crashing into the sword shadows that struck.

Each sword shadow has ten sword auras to resist, especially fierce bursting.

And Zhong Ximing was not polite. He stared at Chen Huru's heart, and stabbed straight with a sword.

The fierce sword intent pierced the void and slammed into Chen Huru's heart heavily.

Beautiful counterattack!

Everyone was shocked.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh...

Chen Huru's sword shadows all collided with the sword, deviating from the original trajectory, and this offensive was blocked.

And he himself stared at the attacking sword, but he didn't stop there. At the moment when Zhong Ximing's sharp sword stabbed, he suddenly drew his sword to recover, and slammed into the attacking sharp blade with the root of the sword.

just...

When the root of the sword body touched the sword body... it actually went straight through.

"It's an illusion!"

"Another imaginary sword!!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

At this time, Zhong Ximing could actually use a frightful sword!

It seemed that he knew that his sword was impossible to hit Chen Huru, so he deliberately used this sword to deceive Chen Huru's defense!

but...

Since the sword shadow in his hand is fake, then... where is his real attack?

People's hearts are beating wildly, and at this moment they dare not even blink their eyes.

Clang!

Just at this critical moment.

Whoosh!

A bright light suddenly appeared behind Chen Huru!

That is Zhong Ximing's sword!

"Wow!"

Countless disciples were shocked and dumbfounded.

It turned out that Zhong Ximing's sword was no longer in his hands!

His sword was disguised as his sword energy and flew out of his palm, waiting for an opportunity!

Facing Zhong Ximing, Chen Huru could not respond to this attack in the first place.

ended!

Everyone thinks so.

Zhong Ximing stared at Chen Huru fiercely, and the whole body's spirit and general momentum pressed towards him.

At this time, even if Chen Huru wanted to kill him, it was too late. His sword continued to defend, and the sword power on the sword was no longer enough to launch an attack. With Zhong Ximing's restraint, he could not resist the sword behind him. Once it is suffered, either death or injury will be caused, and Xi Ming will surely take advantage of the victory and behead his head.

Everything is in Zhong Ximing's calculations!

This is the seed of the Supreme God Temple?

Everyone stared blankly, with incredible eyes rippling.

There was cheers on the side of the God Temple.

In the eyes of Shentian Temple, Zhong Ximing was already able to win this round.

But at this moment.

"Ah!"

The corner of Chen Huru's mouth suddenly rose slightly in front of him.

Very subtle.

Zhong Ximing caught it!

His heart trembled and it felt bad.

But at this time, what can Chen Huru do?

but.

Just when Zhong Ximing thought he was sure of winning with this move.

Wow!

An extremely cold air came suddenly.

Zhong Ximing was stunned. When he moved his eyes to the side, he saw Chen Huru's other hand, who did not know when he was holding a slender golden sword.

At this moment, the sword had already slashed across.

Very fierce!

Unstoppable!

"what?"

Zhong Ximing was dumbfounded.

Huh!

The golden sword pierced Zhong Ximing's vigorous neck in an instant, and the terrifying sword aura attached to the sword instantly filled Zhong Ximing's body like lightning.

In an instant, Zhong Ximing's body froze.

Even the long sword that struck Chen Huru at this moment became limp because of the loss of the increase in spirit power. It pierced Chen Huru's body, even the breath of his body protection could not be torn away.

The audience was silent.

People were stunned and stared in a daze.

After about three breaths, Zhong Ximing's head slid down from his strong neck.

A pillar of blood spewed from his broken neck!

Zhong Ximing, die!

The gods here are all dumbfounded.

The eyes of countless people hurriedly looked towards Chen Huru's left hand, only to see the golden long sword that was suddenly shot out.

It turns out... Chen Hu is good at using double swords!

Zhong Ximing was fictitious and real, and he did not expose his true power. From the beginning to the end, he hid one hand!

"it is good!"

Deafening shouts erupted from the audience.

There was a dead silence on the side of the God Temple.

"How could this be?"

Ling Xuantang's disciples all sat slumped on the seats, looking at the stage with their eyes full of panic and hesitation.

"The game is over, the winner, the disciple of the Lingxi Sword School, Chen Huru!"

Yun Qingye underneath can be regarded as a reaction, he screamed eagerly, and announced the result directly.

Chen Huru, who was preparing to do further to Zhong Ximing's corpse, stopped immediately. He shrugged his shoulders with a helpless look, but the contemptuous smile on his mouth remained for a long time.

"Uninteresting!" Chen Huru shook his head and smiled.

But no matter how many people are in the Temple of God.

Bing Xintang's disciples rushed to the ring at the first time and set Zhong Ximing down.

Wen Xiaoxuan and a group of elders also rushed over, trying to cast time spells on Zhong Ximing.

However... As soon as Wen Xiaoxuan checked, he noticed something was wrong.

"This..."

He opened his mouth and his eyes widened.

"Has the time trajectory been destroyed again?" Zhang Shenwu next to him looked cold.

"But... Chen Huru obviously didn't use the means to destroy the time track!" The disciple next to him trembled.

"That sword may have the power to smash the time trajectory." Zhang Shenwu stared at Chen Huru on the ring, hoarsely said: "Disrupting the time trajectory is not something that is difficult to do. It is faster than time acceleration. It's much simpler, even simpler than going backwards in time. The time technique is infinitely mysterious. Although it surpasses space, it is not difficult to manipulate it at our level. I am afraid that the opponent will use this method to disrupt time in the next battle. Track..."

"That means, Brother Zhong Ximing... is there?"

The disciples around immediately asked with tears in their eyes.

"not yet!"

At this time, Bing Yunyan from the logistics side said anxiously: "You guys will take him over. He has just been cut off from his lifeline, and he still has a chance to connect.

"Yes."

The disciples hurriedly carried Zhong Ximing over.

But at this moment, Chen Huru on the ring shouted again.

"Everyone in the Temple of God, who are you going to send to fight me next? Can you hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

How arrogant the sound is!

The people of the Temple of God were furious.

Everyone from the outer sect smiled and looked at this side playfully.

"Too much bullying!"

Jin Xiaoyao gave a cold snort, stood up suddenly, and shouted at Zhang Shenwu: "Master!"

"Sit down." Zhang Shenwu said coldly.

"But...Master!"

"It's not your turn to play now!"