Chaotic Sword God

Wen Cheng smiled coldly, he stared at Jian Chen with a mocking face, and said: "In the arena that day, I was still very puzzled, I didn't understand why Master Zhenggong let me lose to you, the only one-color Yuan Danxiu In the hands of the Holy Master Guangming, but now, I finally understand, it turns out that you are secretly begging the new Young Master Zhenggong to help you, and the purpose is to make your Changyang famous in the Guangming Temple, so as to satisfy you vanity, and as a thank you, you will present the Chiba Zilian after the victory to the new Young Master Gonggong."

"It's just Changyang, I never thought that you are such a person. Because of the new young master Gongyi, I deliberately lost to you in the ring, so that you could win the final victory, but the Qianye Zilian you got after winning was not It is because you want to swallow it for yourself, and you will not fulfill the promise between you and the new Young Master Gongzheng."

"Changyang, a despicable villain like you, what face do you have to continue to exist in the Temple of Light?"

After speaking, Wen Cheng's tone became severe, but in his heart, he felt the pleasure after bursts of revenge.

All of this was already discussed between him and Gonggongxin. In order to get Chiba Zilian and let him make a breakthrough in the next time, Gonggongxin has almost gone to the extreme. .

As for Wen Cheng, losing to Jian Chen in the arena that day was always regarded as an indelible shame by him. These days, he once fell into madness, and he was ashamed to go out to face the world at all. Therefore, when Gong Gongxin sent someone to find him and tell his purpose, Wen Cheng agreed without hesitation.

For him, it would not only do him no harm to frame Jian Chen in accordance with justice, but he could also find a suitable reason to justify the humiliation of defeat that day, which would greatly restore what he lost that day. face.

After hearing Wen Cheng's words, the Saint Masters of Guangming who were constantly gathering from the surrounding peaks all showed their original expressions. Amidst the conversation, the gazes they all looked at Jian Chen changed.

That kind of gaze was full of disappointment, contempt, dismissiveness, and even naked irony.

Indeed, such an approach is looked down upon by many of them.

"Wencheng, you are so despicable. You deliberately distorted the facts and turned black and white. The battle that day was not what you said at all." Beside Jian Chen, Bai Yu shouted angrily at Wen Cheng.

It's a pity that her voice fell on everyone's ears, but it was not convincing at all.

"Hmph, I didn't expect there to be a shameless disciple like you on my Feiyun Peak. You have completely embarrassed me at Feiyun Peak. Junior sister, don't stay with this kind of person." Zhuo Feng He also stood aside, criticizing with the tone of an elder, he didn't care about the truth of the matter, as long as it was an opportunity to insult Jian Chen, he would not let it go, and he had no sympathy at all.

Hearing this, Jian Chen's eyes turned cold. He knew that Zhuo Feng had a prejudice against him. If there were no outsiders present, it would be fine, but right now there are already many disciples from other peaks gathered here. The overall situation is the most important, but also to have internal strife with him, helping outsiders to target him everywhere, which made Jian Chen really angry.

"Zhuo Feng, the person who shamed Feiyunfeng is you, not me. It seems that it's time for you to recognize a fact." Jian Chen said coldly to Zhuo Feng, with a seal on his palm, and a direct palm Press toward Zhuo Feng.

Immediately, amidst the surge of powerful holy power of light, one side was completely condensed by the holy power of light, and a huge slap with a diameter of one meter emitted a blazing light and pressed towards Zhuo Feng.

"This is... the Mahamudra of Holy Light... this... this is impossible..." Zhuo Feng's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a formation eye, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and he immediately resisted, holding A sword of holy light was struck out directly.

However, when his sword of holy light hit Xuanguang's big handprint, the sword of holy light broke inch by inch, and the big Xuanguang's handprint slapped Zhuo Feng's body fiercely without losing any momentum.

Zhuo Feng let out a muffled snort immediately, and staggered back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

When he finally controlled his figure and stood still, his face turned blue and white, and his heart was filled with shock and anger, shaking unceasingly.

"This is the Mahamudra of Holy Light, oh my God, he actually mastered the Mahamudra of Holy Light..."

"The Mahamudra of Holy Light is a high-level divine art of light. It is said that at least the three-color Yuandan recipe is required to master it..."

"What do you know? The Holy Light Mahamudra is even more mysterious than you imagined. Among the three-color Yuandan, those who can master the Holy Light Mahamudra are as rare as a feather. Most people can only really get started with the four-color Yuandan formula. ..."

"What! The Great Handprint of Holy Light that can only be mastered by four-color Yuandan, Changyang can display it with only one-color Yuandan, oh my god, this is amazing..."

"Can't believe this is real..."

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As soon as Jian Chen's holy light big handprint came out, not only Bai Yu was stunned, but even the holy masters of light who came from the outer peak couldn't keep calm, and they all let out exclamations of surprise, each of them looked like a monster. His eyes stared at Jian Chen.

As for Wen Cheng, his complexion became gloomy at this moment, with hatred and jealousy coexisting in his eyes.

Now, he had to accept a cruel fact. In just ten days, Jian Chen's strength had improved significantly compared to before.

At least, he hasn't really mastered the Holy Light Mahamudra until now.

"This Changyang really didn't disappoint me. His talent is truly monstrous. He has comprehended the Mahamudra of Holy Light so quickly. He just doesn't know if he has also started to use the other kinds of light magic that I taught him." Top of Feiyun Peak , Han Xin, who was fluttering in white, showed a gratified smile on his face. He was more and more satisfied with his disciple.

Jian Chen turned a deaf ear to the exclamations from all around, he looked at Zhuo Feng coldly, and said: "Zhuo Feng, you should be clear now, although you are senior brother Fei Yunfeng, you still don't have the ability to tell me what to do, You can't beat Wen Cheng, but it doesn't mean I can't beat you."

Immediately, he ignored Zhuo Feng's ugly face, turned to look at Wen Cheng, and said mockingly: "Wen Cheng, it seems that the slap you were slapped by me in the ring that day didn't hurt yet, otherwise, we Continue to fight in the arena, and let everyone see if your defeat last time was a deliberate surrender, or if you were really weak."

"However, you deliberately surrendered, but let yourself get a slap in the face, this price is really not small." Jian Chen's face was full of sarcasm.

"Yes, Wen Cheng, I remember that your whole face was smashed by the second senior brother, and you fainted from the anger. Could it be that these are also fake?" Bai Yu also spoke at the right time, and said seriously.

Hearing this, Wen Cheng's face turned pale with anger, his heart was filled with anger, his internal breath became disordered, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood from the anger.

This matter has already left a shadow in his heart, it is a hideous pain, and it is the greatest shame in his life, which made him ashamed to see others, but now Jian Chen and Bai Yu said it in public, This immediately made him furious.

"Changyang, stop talking nonsense!" Wen Cheng lost his composure in an instant, his expression was ferocious, and he screamed at Jian Chen frantically.

"Whether it's nonsense, we'll know once we fight, Wen Cheng, do you dare to fight me again in the ring to prove what you said before is true." Jian Chen said calmly.