Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6603 Xue Aotian

Just when Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun were almost forcing the remaining disciples into a desperate situation, a disciple suddenly showed a sly smile and quickly took out a sound transmission stone.

"Xue Aotian, Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun defeated our team in the Tianlun Mountains! Their strength is far beyond our imagination, and we cannot resist it." The sound transmission stone sent out a powerful sound transmission wave, sending the leader of the Blood Dragon God Sect to their destination.

 The information that Xue Aotian learned was passed on.

Xue Aotian frowned and snorted coldly: "It's just two people who can defeat our team in the Tianlun Mountains. It's really not easy."

After learning about the strength of Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun, Xue Aotian did not take immediate action. He knew that at this time, Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun had already consumed a lot of strength in the battle, and it was the best time.

 However, he did not relax his vigilance against Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun. He smiled coldly: "In that case, let them stay in the Tianlun Mountains. When their strength is exhausted, I will personally take action."

Xue Aotian's words were full of coldness and confidence. He knew that time is the biggest enemy in this battle. Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun may be powerful, but in a long battle, no one can maintain endless power. .

 Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun felt the enemy's malice. They faced the remaining disciples of the Blood Dragon God Sect with a determined light in their eyes. They knew that now was a life-or-death moment and they could not relax in the slightest.

 Chen Xuan took a deep breath, with blazing sky fire in his eyes. He waved the sword in his hand, and the sixth level of Suzaku Swordsmanship was displayed again. The sky fire sword energy was like a raging fire, surrounding the enemy and turning it into a sea of ​​red fire.

 “Confusion!” Dugu Lun also showed no weakness, his figure was like the wind, and his sword danced like a tornado. The wind blade roared in and surrounded the enemy. In an instant, the wind and sand were flying in the valley, the fire was burning, and a desperate battle was unfolding in this valley.

The enemy was retreating steadily under the fierce offensive of Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun, with blood flying and the breath of death permeating the battlefield. Chen Xuan's swordsmanship was like the **** of fire, each sword carried the power of destruction, killing the enemy. Shattered into pieces, Dugu Lun's sword law was like a violent storm, and the sword blade swallowed up the enemy with a ruthless aura.

In the desperate eyes of the disciples of the Blood Dragon God Sect, Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun were like two gods of death, sweeping everything without allowing any resistance. Their swordsmanship was as flexible as ghosts, and every attack found the enemy's flaw. Kill the enemy.

 In the end, the enemy was completely defeated by Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun. All that remained on the battlefield were broken limbs and blood-stained earth, a desolate scene.

Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun stood on the battlefield, their figures standing tall and firm. They knew that this battle was just the beginning, and a greater test was yet to come. They held the swords in their hands tightly, with firm eyes, ready to face it. A bigger challenge.

In the distance, Xue Aotian received the message from the sound transmission stone, and a sneer flashed across his face. He knew that Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun would not be able to escape from his grasp after all. This battle was just a prelude to a more intense one. The battle was about to come, and he looked coldly in the direction of the Tianlun Mountains, with cunning and ferocious eyes flashing.

Xue Aotian's eyes flashed with a cold light. He had decided to take action himself to completely solve this problem. He looked at a disciple next to him. He was a tall young warrior with a sharp aura, holding a **** giant sword. His name is Xue Ting.

“When you go after those two guys, you must do it quickly without delay.” Xue Aotian’s voice was cold and firm.

“Yes, senior brother!” Xueting bowed and accepted the order, his eyes flashing with loyalty and killing intent. He knew that the importance of this mission could not be compromised.

Xue Ting quickly flew towards the Tianlun Mountains. His speed was extremely fast, like a **** lightning, and he disappeared into the distant mountains in the blink of an eye.

 In the depths of the Tianlun Mountains, Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun did not know that Xue Aotian had personally taken action. They were still patrolling the battlefield, vigilantly observing the surrounding movements.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan's brows frowned slightly. He felt a strong killing intent. He looked up and saw a **** figure rushing towards them like lightning. Chen Xuan's eyes flashed with vigilance. He Immediately alert.

“Dugu Lun, an enemy is coming!” Chen Xuan warned in a low voice.

Dugu Lun immediately became alert, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The two stood together in tacit understanding, preparing to welcome the enemy's attack.

Xue Ting arrived from the sky, holding a **** giant sword with murderous intent. His eyes were as sharp as a wolf, locked on Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun.

"Chen Xuan, Dugu Lun, are you the two guys who caused the commotion in the Central Territory?" Xue Ting said coldly, his voice full of murderous intent.

Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun did not answer. They stared silently at the enemy in front of them. In this valley, murderous intent condensed and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

"You two will die today!" Xue Ting roared, and with violent killing intent, he launched a fierce attack on Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun.

Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun reacted quickly, and they responded separately. Chen Xuan faced Xue Ting, while Dugu Lun blocked other surrounding disciples of the Blood Dragon God Sect.

 Chen Xuan was holding the Vermilion Bird Sword, and the sword energy was rolling. His eyes were shining with determination. He knew that the enemies in front of him were not ordinary disciples, but masters of the Blood Dragon God Sect, and the battle would be very fierce.

Xue Ting's attacks are extremely ferocious, his giant sword roars with the wind, and each sword contains the power of destruction. Chen Xuan's feet are down to earth, and his sword skills are like thunder, welcoming the enemy's attacks. The sword edge pierced the air, making a harsh whistle, and collided with Xue Ting's sword edge.

The battle was extremely fierce, with sword shadows flying and fire splashing everywhere. Every confrontation between Chen Xuan and Xueting triggered strong sparks. The confrontation between swordsmanship was like the fight between flames and storms. Their strengths were equal, and the battle fell into a stalemate. , the scene was extremely intense.

At the same time, Dugu Lun was also fighting fiercely with other disciples of the Blood Dragon Celestial Sect. His figure was like the wind, and his sword skills were extremely agile, turning into a whirlwind and sucking the enemy into it. The wind blade roared in, neutralizing the enemy's attacks one by one. "Wind God Sword Technique!" Dugu Lun shouted, his sword technique became more and more fierce, the wind blade brought a strong sense of oppression, forcing the enemy to retreat steadily.

However, in the fierce battle, Dugu Lun also felt the pressure. His opponent was very strong and the battle was extremely difficult, but Dugu Lun did not flinch at all. His eyes shone with tenacity and he was determined to win this battle.

 In the corner of the battle, the duel between Chen Xuan and Xue Ting became more intense.

Sword light flashed, and sky fire and blood bloomed fiercely in the night sky. The battle between Chen Xuan and Xueting was like a fierce battle between two dragons, and the air was filled with the sharp sound of sword collision.

Chen Xuan waved the Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand. The sword was shining brightly. His swordsmanship was like a fire burning the sky. Every sword was as hot as a sky fire, burning everything. His eyes were shining with firm light, and his whole body exuded a powerful energy. Fighting spirit.

Xue Ting, on the other hand, relied on his powerful strength to wield a **** giant sword. The sword blade was filled with the smell of blood. His sword skills were extremely sharp. Every sword carried destructive power and was extremely threatening. His eyes flashed with ferocity. The light was obviously full of murderous intent towards Chen Xuan.

 The sword skills of the two collided together, making a deafening metallic collision sound. Sword light and sword light intertwined in the air, causing ripples. Their battle was extremely fierce. Chen Xuan's sword technique was agile and sharp, while Xue Ting's sword technique was powerful and mighty.

"The Vermilion Bird sets the sky on fire!" Chen Xuan shouted, and the blade of the sword burst out with a dazzling red light, turning into a flaming Vermilion Bird, roaring towards Xueting. This sword contained all of Chen Xuan's power and strength. determination.

Xue Ting sneered and swung the blood-colored giant sword suddenly, turning into a **** light and resisting Chen Xuan's offensive. His strength was extraordinary. Even in the face of a sword as powerful as Zhuque Liaotian, he could deal with it calmly.

“The blood sword cuts through the air!” Xue Ting roared, and his sword skills suddenly became extremely violent.

Blood-colored sword light shot out, like a crimson lightning, instantly piercing the space and hitting Chen Xuan.

A trace of vigilance flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. He retreated quickly to avoid the blood sword's air-piercing attack, but Xue Ting did not give him a chance to breathe. He chased after him. As the blood-colored giant sword danced, the sword energy was like a tide. Come.

 Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and the spiritual power surged throughout his body. His sword skills became more flexible. The blade of the sword flashed and turned into a lightning bolt, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and pointing directly at Xue Ting's vitals.

 “Suzaku Feather Dance!” Chen Xuan shouted in a low voice, his sword skills were like lightning, and his speed was faster than ordinary people. The blade of the sword struck Xue Ting's throat with a harsh whistling sound.

Xue Ting showed a hint of surprise. He did not expect Chen Xuan's sword skills to be so fast. He hurriedly swung the **** giant sword in an attempt to block Chen Xuan's attack.

 However, Chen Xuan's sword skills were too fast and did not give Xue Ting any time to react. The edge of Zhuque Lingwu's sword was extremely sharp, instantly piercing Xue Ting's defense, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at his throat.

 Xue Ting's expression changed drastically, and he quickly raised his sword to resist. In the violent collision, he felt the strong pressure from the tip of the sword, which almost made him breathless.

However, Chen Xuan did not stop his offensive. His sword skills became sharper and sharper, and the sword edge flickered and struck straight at Xue Ting's body.

Xue Ting roared and tried his best to block Chen Xuan's sword attack. His body was hit by the sword energy and he took several steps back. There was a sharp pain in his body and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

“Yes, you are indeed the top monk in the Central Region.” Xue Ting gritted his teeth and said, “But, you were still defeated by me!”

His eyes were flashing with ecstasy and madness, and he could already feel the taste of victory. His sword skills became more fierce, and the **** giant sword turned into a red whirlwind, surrounding Chen Xuan.

 Chen Xuan's face was solemn. He felt the power of Xue Ting. This was a life and death struggle.

Sword energy spread across the sky, sky fire and blood light intertwined in the night sky to form a spectacular picture. The battle between Chen Xuan and Xueting entered a white-hot stage, and the fierce battle between the two almost reached its extreme.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and his inner strength surged. The power of the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique became more and more powerful. The edge of his sword danced, as if it had turned into a bloodthirsty fire phoenix. Heavenly fire burned around the blade, making a hissing sound, and his eyes flickered. Shining with sharp light, every sword is a matter of life and death.

Xue Ting showed no sign of weakness. His **** giant sword danced with the roar of the wind. His sword skills were like a **** dragon, swallowing up mountains and rivers and dominating the world. His figure flickered, sometimes moving as fast as a ghost, sometimes like a mountain. As solid as Thailand.

The sword energy of the two men was intertwined in mid-air, and the sword blades were constantly colliding with each other. The sky fire and blood light merged, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify due to this powerful aura. The battle between Chen Xuan and Xueting had surpassed the imagination of ordinary monks, and the strength they displayed was amazing.

“Chen Xuan, do you think your sky fire swordsmanship can defeat me?” Xueting roared, the giant sword made a harsh sound, and an invisible pressure forced Chen Xuan back.

 Chen Xuan sneered: "Xue Ting, don't think too highly of yourself. The Suzaku swordsmanship is not that easy to deal with."

 After saying that, Chen Xuan's body flashed and he rushed towards Xueting as fast as lightning. His sword skills were even more fierce. The blade of the sword was like a dragon of heavenly fire, slashing towards Xueting with destructive power.

 (End of this chapter)