Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 155 Sword Power? Sword intent!

However, Yang Chen really didn't disappoint Luo Qingling, this little guy really valued love and righteousness, and he really didn't give him the opportunity in vain.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingling couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Yang Chen couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Luo Qingling shook his head, turned his gaze to the competition stage, and said calmly, "Let's watch the competition..."

At this moment, on the competition stage.

Mo Fan is almost invincible, and the opponent has been pressed and beaten by him, even before Mo Fan even drew his sword, the opponent is already in the environment, being played by Mo Fan like a mouse.

"Now, it's time to finish you."

Mo Fan smiled lightly, raised his hand, and pointed at the man.

The opponent seemed to have been stimulated by something, his whole body was shocked, and he rolled off the competition platform by himself, and finally ended the competition.

"Hehe." Mo Fan lightly smiled, straightened his clothes, and didn't move much from the beginning to the end. He looked extremely relaxed, as if he had done something unworthy of mentioning.

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"The second one..."

"I have taught two people to be defeated in such a way. Who is this guy?"

"The disciples of Tianhezong are really amazing!"

Everyone whispered.

On the other hand, everyone in the Tianhe Sect showed excitement and cheered for Mo Fan. The one-eyed elder blew his beard and stared, and kept asking them to sit down, keeping a low profile, low profile!

"Asura Martial Soul..."

Yang Chen murmured, looking at Mo Fan with a little appreciation.

This Mo Fan is really rare among his peers.

But at this time, Mo Fan seemed to sense Yang Chen's gaze, turned around, and met Yang Chen's eyes.

Then the corner of his mouth raised, and he hooked his fingers:

"Come on, are you the last one?"

"Hurry up and let me end this boring game!"

Mo Fan's tone was full of contempt.

Hearing this, Yang Chen smiled, didn't say much, and jumped onto the martial arts arena with a single leap.

Stare at it from afar.

And the appearance of the two immediately attracted everyone's attention. After all, after this battle, the champion of the Imperial Competition will be born!

At this time, Mo Fan suddenly shook his head and sighed faintly.

There was a look of regret in his eyes.

This action immediately made Yang Chen a little weird: "What? Is it possible that Xiongtai is not satisfied with me being your opponent?"

"It's not dissatisfaction, it's quite dissatisfaction!"

Mo Fan shook his head and said, "Do you know why I came to the imperial capital?"

Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, with a half-smile: "Isn't it for the Imperial Capital Competition?"

"Of course not! I'm for one person!" Mo Fan sighed, suddenly heartbroken, and said: "I heard that this person killed a strong martial artist not long ago, and it was spread all over the empire! So I came to the imperial capital specially, wanting to challenge him!"

"But I didn't expect that he didn't come out!" Mo Fan was heartbroken and said, "Brother, can you feel this feeling?"

"Eh..." Yang Chen's tone faltered.

Just when he was about to speak, Mo Fan interrupted him: "No, you don't need to talk! I know, you don't understand!"

"After all, how can you understand the mood of a master?" Mo Fan sighed, and said quietly: "In this world, he is probably the only one worthy of being my opponent... Oh, invincible, really lonely as snow ah!"

Yang Chen: "..."

"Forget it, even if I can't fight against him, I believe that as long as I win the champion of the Imperial Capital Competition, I can be as famous as him!" Mo Fan said seriously: "He is also a strong man, so he must be able to understand my feelings , so when the time comes, he will definitely challenge me for the title of champion of the Imperial Capital Grand Competition!"

Mo Fan swears.

"Really?" Yang Chen asked back.

"Of course it is true!" Mo Fan said seriously: "So, for him to challenge me, I can only wrong you and be my stepping stone..."

Mo Fan said quietly.

Hearing this, Yang Chen laughed and said, "I don't think you need to be so troublesome, brother. If the person you're talking about is someone who just killed the martial artist two days ago... then it should be me."

Yang Chen smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Mo Fan's expression froze.

There was an expression of disbelief: "You...you are that Yang Chen?"

"Well, it should be the Yang Chen you mentioned." Yang Chen smiled lightly.

"Hold the grass!" Hearing this, Mo Fan suddenly swears, and looks in the direction of Tianhezong.

A group of Tianhe Sect disciples immediately turned their heads away, and the one-eyed elder silently took out the bamboo hat and put it on his head, hoping that no one would recognize him...

Because, it's so fucking embarrassing!

My Tianhe Sect is full of talents, why did I give birth to such a wonderful thing?

Mo Fan was also a little embarrassed, but more excited! In his eyes, there was a strong fighting spirit in an instant, and he touched the back directly, and pulled out the sword with a "clang" sound!

"good!"

"Since it's you, you are qualified to let me wield the sword!"

While speaking, a phantom suddenly appeared behind Mo Fan, and the scarlet Shura ghost appeared behind him again.

A monstrous sword force rushed out of his body immediately!

This sword power is actually several times stronger than it was just now!

Seeing this scene, Wu Jing's expression in the audience suddenly changed, showing bitterness on his face.

It was only then that he realized that when Mo Fan confronted him just now, he was merciful... Otherwise, with his own strength, he would have died by his sword long ago.

I don't deserve to lose!

...

"Sword power?" Yang Chen murmured.

At this moment, it seemed that an invisible magnetic field suddenly appeared around him. Within this magnetic field, Mo Fan's aura suddenly became much larger. This momentum is full of killing, violence and bloodthirsty...

This is Mo Fan's Shura intention!

Even the people around felt an unprecedented murderous aura. Even at the edge of this sword force, they felt chills all over their bodies, and fear welled up in their hearts.

However, Yang Chen...

Right in the middle of this sword gesture, motionless.

His expression didn't change at all!

"Not bad." Yang Chen admired sincerely: "At your age, it's really good to be able to reach such a state. An ordinary person like this kind of sword force probably won't be able to cultivate it in a hundred years..."

At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly fell in love with talent.

"You also know the sword power?"

Hearing this, Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Not bad! It seems that I did not find the wrong opponent. Since you know that I can use swordsmanship, then I should have some strength!"

"Of course I know……"

Yang Chen smiled slightly.

Then stretch out your hand and lightly tap Mo Fan:

"Because after the sword power, it is the sword intent!"

"And what I practice is the Emperor's Sword Intent!"