Chapter 42 I'm Coming to Fight You

"So strong!"

"The combat power of these two is really terrifying."

"Is the six-star late stage so strong?"

Under the dragon stage, one by one was horrified.

"This is definitely not the combat power of the late six-star." A true martial artist whispered: "This kind of combat power has at least reached the peak of the six-star."

Lin Jingyuan, Wang Songtao and others were stunned. Nan Shuntian's origin was mysterious, and they didn't know how strong his combat power was. Therefore, it was not surprising that he showed a six-star peak. It was Ding Xuan who shocked them.

It has always been known to many people that Ding Xuan has cultivated to the great consummation of his strength. Similarly, the six-star late-stage combat power is also the level of combat power displayed by Ding Xuan.

No matter which aspect is calculated, Ding Xuan's everything has reached the limit, and the rest is to hit the real martial state. With Ding Xuan's talent, breaking through the real martial state is almost a 100% matter.

But the strange thing is that Ding Xuan has never made a breakthrough. It seems that he has found some way to further improve his combat power, so that it will be better to break through the real martial arts.

Nan Shuntian slashed out with one knife, and the scarlet knife light connected into a large piece, as if the scorching sun rose into the sky and exploded in the air. The scarlet knife cut the air and made a mighty humming sound, which made the scalp numb and countless. The crimson knife Qi pierced the air and ripped apart the air, killing all of them towards Ding Xuan.

The tyrannical pressure of the knife repelled the surrounding air, forming a shock wave, which stirred in all directions with the slightest redness, and transmitted the scorching heat. Wherever it passed, the beautiful snowflakes melted into water droplets.

With a loud shout, Ding Xuan didn't dodge, and immediately took out the knife.

The cyan knife light dances like a dance, dozens of knives and hundreds of knives in an instant, like a cyan river scouring, the waves are heavy, and the rivers are advancing forward layer by layer. Voice.

"You are not my opponent." As soon as Nan Shuntian's voice fell, countless scarlet sword lights converged into one, dazzling to the extreme, the scarlet giant sword split open the river of blue swords like a broken bamboo, killing him in front of Ding Xuan.

The fiery heat and mighty force made Ding Xuan unable to breathe, and his complexion suddenly changed drastically. The power of this knife had surpassed the six-star peak level and reached a higher level.

That is the six-star limit!

It is true that Ding Xuan's combat power has only recently risen to the peak of six-star, the limit of six-star,

Not his combat power.

How to do?

In an instant, the tyrannical inner strength contracted, rotated, and then exploded. This was a secret technique that used inner strength to instantly explode a large amount of inner strength in exchange for an instant increase in combat power.

The air seemed to be ignited, and a violent explosion sounded, and the invisible air waves rolled away.

It was too late, but Ding Xuan, who used the secret technique of inner strength, soared to the six-star limit level in an instant, and slashed out with a knife.

The crimson giant knife collided with the cyan glaring knife light, and it first paused, as if there were terrifying fluctuations and shocks that destroyed everything, and then shattered, and countless crimson and cyan splashed in all directions.

The terrifying knife qi broke the ground again, and the cracks were densely mixed with large and small potholes, which made people's faces turn pale.

"Another knife!" Nan Shuntian roared, raising the scarlet long knife in both hands, bursting out astonishing light and heat, as if it turned into a round of blazing sun, the terrifying high temperature covered a range of more than ten meters, and it seemed that everything would be destroyed. melt.

The dazzling red light made Ding Xuan feel that it was difficult for his eyes to look directly. That kind of warmth made his body feel hot when he breathed, as if it was about to burn. It was very uncomfortable, but if he didn't breathe, he would feel suffocated. affect the performance of power.

Gritting his teeth, Ding Xuan once again exploded his inner strength, cast a secret technique, and exploded twice in a short period of time, which would put a great load on his body, but he had to do it.

Ding Xuan's body swayed when the knife collided, but he still resisted Nan Shuntian's attack. However, Nan Shuntian's third knife struck again, and his power did not weaken in the slightest.

The third time it erupted, Ding Xuan's face was flushed, his muscles, bones and muscles were already injured, and even his internal organs were unavoidable, causing slight bleeding. If there was a fourth time, the injury would intensify, turning from a minor injury to a serious injury.

This knife, Ding Xuan once again resisted.

With a long whistle, under the three swords of Nan Shuntian, the momentum seemed to accumulate to the extreme, and the whole person jumped into the air. What everyone saw in their eyes was not a silhouette, but a round of scorching sun rising to the top, the kind of power, It seems to go beyond a limit and reach a higher level.

That is the level of infinite approaching seven-star combat power.

Ding Xuan couldn't breathe at all, feeling that his whole body was being scorched under the scorching sun, as if he was about to burn, and his eyes had to be narrowed.

"Stop, I admit defeat." Ding Xuan shouted with some difficulty, as if staring at the blazing wind.

The blazing blazing sun sword light that was beheading in front of him stopped in an instant, and after a few tremors, it melted into nothingness. Nan Shuntian stood in front of Ding Xuan, the scarlet long sword was only a finger away from Ding Xuan's forehead, and it was astonishingly sharp. And the scorching heat, as if to scorch Ding Xuan's forehead.

"What an amazing control." Chen Zong was secretly surprised.

The power of Nan Shuntian's knife was extremely tyrannical, and it was raised again on the basis of the six-star limit, and it was infinitely close to the seven-star level. Such a tyrannical power was put away under the slightest tremor, and it didn't do anything to himself. damage.

"Ding Xuan took the initiative to admit defeat just now?"

"Yes, Ding Xuan admits defeat."

"I didn't expect that even Ding Xuan was not an opponent, so which younger generation of martial artist in our dynasty is Nan Shuntian's opponent?"

"No, no one is his opponent, they are all defeated."

This feeling is very strange, it makes people feel excited and excited, but also makes people feel regretful and dull.

If Nan Shuntian was a member of the Yunlong Dynasty, then everyone would be happy when he defeated Ding Xuan, but he was not, but from outside the dynasty.

"Your combat power is quite good, and you are not weaker than the first geniuses of the Nine Eagles Dynasty and the Yinguang Dynasty. Inside, there was no sound at all, indicating that the blade did not have too much friction with the inside of the sheath when it was sheathed.

There was a hint of praise in the words, but Ding Xuan couldn't be happy at all, and even felt that he was laughing at himself.

Yes, he is the one who has achieved great cultivation in the power realm, the first person on the Dynasty Flood Dragon Ranking, the most powerful among the younger generation of martial artists who practice power realm, and now he has broken through the limit and raised his power to a six-star level. At the peak, this kind of combat power was finally defeated, and the humiliation was that he took the initiative to admit defeat.

The gap and defeat are like the devil gnawing at the heart, and the heart seems to be dripping blood.

"However, there is still a gap between your combat power and mine. You can't make me happy. It's a pity." Nan Shuntian was arrogant and said whatever he wanted. These words were more like an invisible blade, stabbed into Ding Xuan fiercely. Ding Xuan almost went mad, his eyes were red, but he restrained himself rationally and did not dare to use the knife, because he knew that he was not the opponent's opponent.

"A small dynasty is a small dynasty, even if there is a so-called genius, it is nothing more than that." Nan Shuntian glanced at it, with the amazing momentum after defeating Ding Xuan, the gaze like a scorching sun, making many younger generation No one could look at him, except for Chen Zong.

In a word, many people were immediately angry, especially some geniuses who had reached the age of true martial arts but were not over 30 years old.

"Little Dynasty..." Chen Zong, however, keenly caught what Nan Shuntian said, he was slightly startled, and countless thoughts burst into his mind.

"Is there anyone else coming to fight with me? It doesn't matter if you are over twenty-four years old, or over thirty years old, as long as your cultivation base has not reached the true martial level." Nan Shuntian stared in all directions.

Although he is arrogant, he is not brainless and arrogant. He knows that he is not the opponent of a true martial artist, even the weakest true martial artist, with the power of true strength is not something he can resist.

It's just a pity that no one dared to take the stage to fight Nan Shuntian. After all, those warriors who are old but still haven't reached the true martial level, even if they continue to develop their potential, the improvement of their combat power is limited, and they can reach four stars. Even if it is very good, it is rare to reach five stars, let alone six stars.

Seeing that no one dared to fight, Nan Shuntian couldn't help shaking his head, looking a little disappointed, he was about to jump on the Dragon Fighting Platform.

"Wait a minute." A voice sounded, piercing through the noisy voice and falling into Nan Shuntian's ears, which also silenced the surrounding whispers, and all eyes turned to the same target.

"It's him."

"Chen Zong, what did he say, does he want to fight Nan Shuntian?"

"Chen Zong's talent and potential are indeed good, but at most it is only five-star combat power. Six-star combat power is not Nan Shuntian's opponent. Is he planning to humiliate himself?"

"Too self-conscious."

When they saw the people who spoke, they were startled for a while, and then they began to talk in a low voice, and many people frowned.

"Brother Chen..." Yu Wenyi, the second prince in the crowd, also saw Chen Zong. The battle was fierce, and there were many people watching. The battle was so intense that people couldn't be distracted, so he didn't notice Chen Zong.

"Brother Chen's real combat power has definitely reached a six-star level." Second Prince Yu Wenyi thought to himself, "And he stayed in Yinfeng Valley for a while, probably for the purpose of cultivation. "

"Perhaps, Chen Zong has a chance to compete with this mysterious Nan Shuntian."

A trace of hope quietly grew from the heart of the second prince Yu Wenyi. As the prince of the dynasty, the genius within the dynasty was defeated by a genius outside the dynasty, and no one could match. That kind of experience was very uncomfortable.

"You called me?" Nan Shuntian's gaze fell on Chen Zong. Chen Zong felt like two beams of blazing sunlight, wanting to penetrate and melt himself: "Do you want to fight me?"

"Why not?" Chen Zong replied in a hurry, not caring about the pressure brought by the other party.