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Chapter 47 The Great Sword of Holy Light

Murong Chen was walking on the street of the Dragon City. During the period when he was looking for the Ice Flame Grass on the Broken Soul Cliff, Murong Chen killed many monsters, ghost-faced centipedes, bone-eating rats, and many more.

Although the blue-eyed toad was killed by the white-robed elder of the Wan Beast Sect, the white-robed elder eventually committed suicide under the pressure of the old man wearing a mask, and Lei Hao was also killed by Murong.

Therefore, the demon core of the blue-eyed toad was also obtained by Murong Chen.

There are many good things in Murong Chen's storage armband.

These things are very useful for the practice of warriors.

However, the Nine Yang Pills and Spirit Stones have basically been used up.

The Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron in Murong Chen's dantian is extremely perverted, and it crazyly absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is tireless, as if it will never absorb it. The demand for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like a bottomless pit.

Murong Chen's spirit stones, Nine Yang Pills, and Gui Ling Pills were basically used up.

There is also the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox, a down-and-out divine beast from the divine world, which is also very perverted.

The supreme technique, the Chaos Beast King Technique, is not an ordinary technique.

This technique originated in the Chaos Period and is a supreme cultivation technique. It is best to be in one's body. It is practiced, repairing one's own injuries, spiritual veins, and demon cores.

The three-pupil Tianhu also has a great demand for spirit stones.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air was too thin. Murong Chen's Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron was circulating, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was quickly sucked away.

All are vortexes of air.

Murong Chen was full of confidence in the competition for Falling Dragon City, but if the Three Pupils Heavenly Fox helped him, Murong Chen felt that the chance of winning would be greater.

After the martial arts cultivation is stable in the middle stage of the seventh level of the Agile Realm, there is no sign of breakthrough.

Murong Chen simply came to the demon core trading store and used the teeth, furs and some strange flowers and plants obtained in the purgatory area of ​​the Broken Soul Cliff to exchange for the demon cores of some demon beasts to help the Santong Heavenly Fox recover as soon as possible.

Murong Chen had not yet entered the trading store of the demon core and heard someone calling his name behind him.

The three-pupil Tianhu narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the slightly thin young man.

The young man was wearing a red brocade dress, with a pretty appearance, and a giant sword on his thin shoulders. The giant sword was covered and he couldn't see clearly.

"You talk to me?

!”

Murong Chen held on and glanced at the young man in red brocade clothes.

"My name is Wang Yu, I am a disciple of Tianwu Palace. I have been in Heiyue City for the past few years."

Wang Yu said loudly.

With a bang! The giant sword on his shoulder hit the ground hard behind Wang Yu.

The ground sways slightly.

The stalls next to Zhuilongcheng Street were shaking, and many stalls were shaken, with debris and food scattered all over the ground.

These stall owners dared not speak out. It can be seen that this young man in red brocade clothes is not a person who is easy to mess with, and no one dares to mess with.

"Go, go, go quickly!"

"Let's go, it's not peaceful these days, fight all day!"

"This kid is the eldest master of the Murong family who follows the eldest son all the way!"

The stall owners fled in scattered and picked up the things on the ground in a panic, looking panicked.

"You, Tianwu Palace, Wang Yu?

!”

Murong Chen said word by word.

Originally, Murong Chen was not particularly annoying to this young man named Wang Yu, and he looked quite pleasant. When he heard that Wang Yu was from Tianwu Palace, Murong Chen felt a little unhappy.

Tianwu Palace, Wanbeast Sect, and Xieyue Hall. What else would the people of these sects do besides watching the fun and not saving them?

Murong Chen can't forget what happened that night on Piaomiao Peak.

"I heard that you defeated Li Yuanba from the Evil Moon Pavilion and killed Li Yuanba's weapon spirit of the mountain axe, and the double-headed black python!"

Wang Yu glanced at Murong Chen, "Your cultivation level in the mid-stage seventh level of the Agility Realm, defeated Li Yuanba with bare hands! Well, is it really a lucky person?

!”

"Little white-faced, don't be here!"

The three-pupil Tianhu shouted: "Don't think that you are so arrogant that you can't think that you have another giant sword weighing 8,000 pounds in your hand. You can even scratch your head with just one claw!"

Wang Yu's eyes were full of Murong Chen, and he really didn't notice that this little fox is harmless.

This little fox could see the weight of his giant sword. It seemed that he was not an ordinary battle pet. His cultivation was not high and he was a first-level monster. He could speak. Wang Yu became more and more interested in Murong Chen.

Haha... "Oh! Little fox! Look at your claws, they are only five inches bigger, I'm really afraid that you will scratch me to death!"

Wang Yu burst into laughter.

"Grandma's leg!"

The three-pupil Tianhu had received this kind of aura. If he transformed, he would confront Wang Yu.

Murong Chen stopped the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox.

Wang Yu must have come to find him.

"Wow! Come on!"

Wang Yu released his aura, his cultivation level at the first level of the Divine Awareness Realm, and his martial arts level was one level higher than Murong Chen.

This kind of duel that crosses the martial arts level and has low cultivation, warriors are basically killed instantly, and they even have no chance to escape.

"Murong Chen is dead this time, and it seems that he will not be able to participate in tomorrow's Dragon Falling Competition."

"I have never heard of Wang Yu from Tianwu Palace!"

"I must have rushed back to participate in the Dragon Falling Competition!"

"Wang Yu doesn't seem to have any grudges with Murong Chen, right?

!”

"What kind of grudges are not grudges? Murong Chen is in the limelight recently. Wang Yu is here for the first time, so he will definitely challenge him!"

......Murong Chen raised his lips, smiled confidently, and said to the three-pupil Tianhu: "Matchmaker, let's go inside and take a look, and change some demon cores to help you recover and practice!"

Murong Chen turned around calmly without looking back, and did not take the disciple named Wang Yu from Tianwu Palace seriously.

The Santong Tianhu was shocked, "Master, that little white face, is the one who wants your life! This..." The Santong Tianhu looked back with lingering fear, and Wang Yu, who was left aside and looked like a fool, felt particularly funny.

Wang Yu was determined to compete with Murong Chen, but Murong Chen completely regarded Wang Yu as air and ignored him.

The warriors watching around pointed at Wang Yu, saying that Wang Yu wanted to challenge Murong Chen, but Murong Chen ignored him.

This kind of shame is even more embarrassing than defeat.

"Murong Chen, when I was practicing in the Han family in Heiyue City, I heard that you were a waste from the Dragon City!"

Wang Yu's nose was crooked and he shouted: "Today, even if I kill you, the useless person, I'm not afraid of dirtying my Holy Light Sword!"

"Little white-faced, who do you think is the waste?

!”

The three-pupil Tianhu transformed, his body became larger, and he shouted at Wang Yu.

"The Great Sword of the Holy Light!"

"Holy Light Sky Strike!"

Wang Yu's aura suddenly rose, his figure flew up, holding a giant sword weighing 8,000 pounds in both hands, and slashed towards Murong Chen's face with one sword.

The three-pupil Tianhu shouted: "Be careful, master!"

"Dragon Step!"

Murong Chen's white brocade dress danced with the wind, his black hair flew away, and his feet were like a wind, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

A white phantom of Murong Chen appeared around Wang Yu's body. Wang Yu was a little dazzled and couldn't tell which one was Murong Chen's true body and which one was Murong Chen's phantom.

There was a loud bang! Wang Yu's giant sword of holy light slashed to a corner of the street.

Blue bricks rise everywhere and sand and stones fly together.

The air seemed to be cut and broken by Wang Yu's giant sword of holy light and divided into two.

"What!"

Wang Yu exclaimed.

With his own hard attack, Murong Chen actually dodged.

"Dragon Kiss!"

Murong Chen stretched out his finger, and his fingers were like sharp swords, heading to Wang Yu's chest and penetrated.

The speed is so fast, Wang Yu is not good at secretly, and he is a little careless about underestimating the enemy.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!
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