Chapter 12 Miracle Battle

speechless, everyone couldn't believe to look at the scene in the martial arts arena. Just when everyone thought that the game was coming to an end, the form of the whole battle changed again, and it was so strange that it was unbelievable.

Today's game can be said to be full of twists and turns. The situation is bright and dark, ups and downs, which made the audience present very happy. Now that this situation has developed, even the shield laid by the disciples of the Xiuzhen sect have been broken and broken through. The game has lost control.

Erase the blood from the corners of his mouth, and Yue Ziyang, who stood up, looked at the suddenly powerful and outrageous black sword with regret, but he didn't understand what was going on, so he ran his spiritual power again and rushed up.

"Bang" was another ruthless loud noise. Yue Ziyang was thrown heavily on the ground again. Over and over again, the chagrin and anger in Yue Ziyang's chest had completely burned. With a roar, Yue Ziyang, who lost his mind, picked up the silver sword again and roared, and the spiritual power of his whole body suddenly broke out. The silver-white long The sword shook violently, and the dazzling white light rose to the sky.

With a "sw" sound, the silver-white sword drew a bright arc and rushed to Jiachen. The sound explosion caused by the sharp friction between the sword and the air was like a muffled thunder, shaking the world!

A more powerful blow, can the mysterious black sword withstand it? Everyone is waiting to see.

In an instant, there was another shaking of sand and stones. When they calmed down and fixed their eyes, everyone took a deep breath.

The black sword was still safe and still suspended above Jiachen. An energy wall as thin as a cicada wing protected Jiachen, as if nothing had happened. On the contrary, Yue Ziyang had been severely damaged and collapsed to the ground. His face was pale and blood gushed out, and the silver-white sword was also broken. In two sections, scattered on the ground.

"Name @ device!" This time, the people who finally stood up and exclaimed were the elite disciples of the Xiuzhen sect. Their faces were flushed, short of breath, and there was an undisguised light of madness and fanaticism in their eyes, especially Yue Heng, who had nothing else in his eyes. Only the black sword burst out and was seriously injured. Yue Ziyang was forgotten by Yue Heng and didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Name @ device!" At this moment, even Lin Fantian, the chief disciple of Cangyue Sect, could not maintain that ordinary heart. His tone was excited, and his squinting eyes were staring at the black sword, which could no longer be separated.

In the world of cultivation, the spiritual weapon is the lowest level of magic weapon, and the top is the general weapon, followed by the name @ weapon. If an outstanding disciple is lucky to get a spiritual weapon, then the weapon is only in the hands of people like Lin Fantian, and there are still few. If you talk about the name @ weapon, although it can't be said to be a legendary existence, it is also an extremely precious and rare existence. Let's take those second- and third-rate doors other than Cangyue Sect. For the faction, perhaps only their leader will have a famous @ weapon as the treasure of the town faction!

And now, it is just a martial arts conference of the mortal class, but there is such an anti-sky existence as the famous @ weapon. With his own spirit of protecting the master, he can easily seriously injure Yue Ziyang, who has just entered the real world. The power of the famous @ weapon has been placed alive in front of everyone. If no one is greedy, it is Impossible.

"Name @ device, really name @ device!" Several white-haired old men around Lin Fantian seemed to have a spring breeze again. They couldn't calm down for a long time. They looked at the nameless black sword with their hot eyes and sighed gently, "What kind of story is behind this famous @ device?"

From the name @ weapon, almost no magic weapon has its own history. It has been brilliant. It has its own name and complete spirituality. This black sword is also no exception. Those old people have felt the battle experienced by the black sword in the past.

"Name @ device?!" Jia Chen also heard their exclamation, and even Jia Chen himself couldn't believe that Mu Ming would give Jia Chen such a precious magic weapon, "Soul linger Sword!" Jia Chen silently read the name of the black sword.

Jiachen, who was protected by the soul, only felt that a steady stream of power was flowing to his body, and the dry sea of Qi began to become full again. The raging internal force and serious injuries in his body were also slowly subsided under the nameless power, coupled with the tenacious body of the blood of the demon. Quality vitality, although Jiachen's injury is still very serious, there is no worry about life. At least, Jiachen can stand up now.

But Jiachen did not stand up. At this moment, his brain is calculating rapidly. Jia Chen also knows the preciousness of the famous @qi. Mu Ming taught Jia Chen not only martial arts in the fifteen years, but also has enough knowledge and cultivation. Jia Chen knows that the birth of the soul may take him out of the current danger, but the same He also knew that this haunt would also bring greater danger to Jiachen!

Jiachen is thinking about how to deal with it now, especially the Yueheng who has been calculating his own, as well as the disciples of the cultivation sect. Such a famous @ weapon is exposed to their eyes, but his owner is a martial artist who has not yet stepped into the real realm. In their eyes, this black sword is It's a masterless treasure, which is simply a God-given opportunity!

At this moment, many people who don't know the name @ device still have a fog in their brains. What's going on? Why did the black sword become so rebellious? They were all confused.

Even Yue Ziyang was full of anger. Obviously, the situation could be completely taken down, but such a black sword suddenly jumped out. From Yue Heng's words, Yue Ziyang knew that there was a treasure on Jia Chen, but he didn't expect that this treasure was so powerful. He was obviously a master of the real world, and he was beaten at all. The power of counterattack suddenly experienced such a big contrast. For a moment, Yue Ziyang was occupied by anger and lost his mind. Due to the anger attack, his whole body had some signs of going crazy.

Yue Ziyang, who did not believe in evil, staggered up from the ground again and rushed to Jiachen again relying on his body. His eyes were completely shrouded in heart demons, and it seemed that he was crazy.

"No!" Yue Heng suddenly shouted anxiously, but at this time, Yue Ziyang could still hear it and just went his own way.

This time, the black sword was no longer polite, but just shook lightly. People didn't even see the figure of the black sword, and Yue Ziyang's chest had been penetrated through, and a shocking blood hole appeared in Yue Ziyang's chest. He only heard a soft sound. The black sword that completed the task returned to Jiachen again, and Yue Ziyang stood still, staring at his chest in disbelief. It was not until the blood spewed out that he looked up to the sky and fell to the ground and did not close his eyes.

"Dead! Yue Ziyang is dead!" Everyone looked at the black sword in horror, and the uneasy ** affected the whole martial arts venue in an instant. Yue Ziyang died, and Yue Ziyang, who entered the real world, was killed directly by a mysterious black sword. What happened was so sudden and unexpected that suddenly no one could accept the news, discussion and shouting. For a while, the whole martial arts venue was in chaos.

The whole martial arts venue has developed into an out-of-control scene, and even the referee has stood still and his eyes are dull. This game has really hit the referee too hard.

"Quiet, everyone!" Just as the scene was about to get out of control, a clear and magnetic voice came into everyone's ears. The sound seemed to be magical and could make the hundreds of thousands of chaotic people consciously calm down. Such strength was terrible.

Jia Chen turned his head. Sure enough, Lin Fantian, the chief disciple of Cangyuezong, finally spoke. Although Lin Fantian was among tens of thousands of people, he stood out among the crowd. His extraordinary temperament was difficult to ignore. His whole life was also extremely handsome, bright eyes and teeth, but his elegant temperament was faintly sharp and young. However, he is steady and worthy of being the chief disciple of Cang Yuezong.

Lin Fantian turned over and jumped directly from the audience to the martial arts platform where Jia Chen was located. He fell steadily beside Jia Chen with a calm face.

"This little brother, you'd better stand up. There's no need to lie down anymore." Lin Fantian looked down at Jia Chen and said that his elegant smile highlighted the demeanor of a disciple of a sect.

Hearing this, Jia Chen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It turned out that he had already seen through himself. In desperation, Jia Chen had to endure the pain caused by the wound that was too serious and had not yet healed. He stood up, held the black sword tightly in his right hand, and looked at Lin Fantian blankly.

Lin Fantian looked up and down at Jia Chen. When he saw Jia Chen's hand holding the black sword trembling slightly, he couldn't help laughing, "This little brother, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm here. It's okay."

Jia Chen didn't say anything and still stared at Lin Fantian. He would not easily believe in a person who had never met and still poses a great threat to him.

"hehe." Looking at Jiachen Lin Fantian shaking his head helplessly, then raised his head and said to the audience on the court, "Everyone has also seen the situation of the game. After this wonderful game, our little brother Jiachen finally got a better skill and won the victory. Everyone has no objection to the final result." Lin Fantian's words were very polite and not humble, especially the strong sense of self-confidence and superiority revealed in his words, which made people very convincing.

No one said, everyone nodded one after another, and the result of the game was really undisputed.

Lin Fantian looked around with satisfaction for a week, "Well, since the other games have ended, that's all for today's game. Let's break up."

Until then, everyone reacted that the game was over. It turned out that the arrogant boy really won and killed Yue Ziyang, the strongest warrior of Cangyue. It turned out... Maybe it was because there were too many surprises brought to everyone today. Everyone's nerves were numb, their brains were blank, and they retreated one after another. Leave the field.

Maybe people haven't reacted yet, but just one day later, Jiachen's reputation caused a sensation in the whole Cangyue City. Everyone finally came back from the game and recalled that Jiachen Yueyue Ziyang's game shocked the world and weeping for them mortals. For me, there is no regret to see such a game. For the martial arts conference, the height and intensity of this game is unprecedented. No one dares to comment on this game. The people of Cangyue City just named this game, called Miracle Battle!