Chapter 449 I Have a Request Before the War

Duan Zehua took all this in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Qingfeng is the most powerful genius of the Black Flame Sect and Chengshan's most trusted trump card. Since he is allowed to take action, it means that the Black Flame Sect will give it a go and win this battle no matter what.

"Liu Muyang, come on."

Duan Zehua also threw out a token representing the spiritual mine, signaling Liu Muyang to stand on the ring.

Before going up, Duan Zehua whispered in his ear for a while.

Liu Muyang looked a little surprised, but it was quickly replaced by a meaningful smile.

He walked onto the ring and came face to face with Chen Qingfeng.

When the alternate players lost the previous competition, it was just a small fight over a city. It was not a big deal for the two sects. What was really important was the ownership of the spiritual mine.

Many precious spiritual stones can be produced in the spiritual mine every year. These cultivation resources are what all disciples dream of.

Neither the Black Flame Sect nor the Red Luo Sect controls more than three spiritual mines. It can be said that the outcome of every battle has a profound impact on them.

Chen Qingfeng looked at Liu Muyang, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He also knew that this battle was not easy, and whether he could win or not was related to the future of the sect. Of course, he didn't care about the future of the Black Flame Sect. All he cared about from the beginning to the end was Cheng Anran.

He is the young master of the ancient Chen clan, and his fate has nothing to do with the Black Flame Sect.

Whether you are practicing in the sect or fighting for the sect, you all want to get Cheng Anran!

"Before the battle begins, I have a request."

Chen Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, as if he already had a chance to win.

In fact, he was 70% sure of winning this battle!

Although Liu Muyang was strong, his fist power was restrained by his sword.

An inch long, an inch strong.

It's not easy for him to break his sword intention with his fist intention!

Everyone looked surprised when they heard this.

The most important thing right now is naturally this battle.

The Black Flame Sect only has two spiritual mines left, while the Chiluo Sect has four.

Originally there were three of them, but Chiluo Sect won one from the Black Flame Sect in the last Tianjiao battle.

This time, if the Black Flame Sect loses another spiritual mine, it will become stretched thin in terms of cultivation resources and will no longer be able to provide so many disciples. Correspondingly, the quality and quantity of disciples will drop significantly.

That is tantamount to slow death.

Chengshan frowned and realized something.

Without waiting for others to respond to him, Chen Qingfeng turned his head, stared at Cheng Anran scorchingly, and said, "If I win this competition, I will become Anran and be my woman."

The disciples from all directions all looked shocked.

This battle is related to the life and death of the sect. Chen Qingfeng's move is tantamount to using this as a threat.

But there are also some disciples who feel that Chen Qingfeng is right.

He was already the most powerful disciple in the sect. What happened to him making some demands at a critical moment of life and death?

Besides, Chen Qingfeng and Cheng Anran are a good match.

Even if Cheng Anran is betrothed to him, it is only natural.

Chengshan's brows slowly wrinkled.

"You're dreaming!"

Cheng Anran's expression was slightly cold.

Ye Chen gently squeezed her soft little hand to signal her to calm down.

Chen Qingfeng saw this and became even more jealous and angry.

Of course, he also knew that forcing Chengshan at this moment might not be effective.

After all, I want him to see his own strength.

"Uncle Cheng, if you feel embarrassed, wait until I win this battle."

Chen Qingfeng raised his head, narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Muyang.

"Oh, so confident."

Liu Muyang chuckled and stretched his fists.

Suddenly, the sound of crackling bones sounded.

The momentum around him is increasing and condensing crazily.

Ye Chen saw this and nodded slightly.

Liu Muyang really lives up to his reputation as a "Tianjiao". He has cultivated his boxing skills to the point of perfection. He is only one step away from achieving simplicity and returning to Shuoyuan!

For him, there should be no rivals in the same realm.

In the realm of killing nine times, even if life and death change, you still have the power to fight back!

"I'll kill you first, and then I'll talk about other things!"

Chen Qingfeng shouted loudly, and when his sword intention was concentrated, a long sword was completely displayed between heaven and earth, driving the terrifying aura, forming a half-crescent-shaped sword energy, and slashed forward!

laugh!

The sword energy split the void, and the essence of heaven and earth twisted wantonly, making a hissing sound.

As soon as he took action, the whole audience was shocked.

"So strong!"

"No wonder I dare to make such a request, I am really capable!"

"As long as Senior Brother Chen can take down Liu Muyang, there won't be many people in Chiluo Sect who can fight."

"Brother Chen, come on!"

For a moment, the disciples in the audience spoke one after another.

Chen Qingfeng's smile grew stronger as he listened.

What I want is to kill, kill quickly and sharply!

"Running Fist Technique!"

Liu Muyang raised his fists flat in front of him, and his invisible fist intention rose up.

Tsk tsk tsk.

The fist intention erupted violently, forming a vacuum.

This vacuum repels everything, leaving only the surging fist intention, which continues to rise.

In front of me, the sword energy is coming!

Liu Muyang punched out brazenly, and his fist power exploded, fighting hard against the sword energy.

Click!

The invisible sword energy was broken by the waist, and Liu Muyang was rushed back a few steps by the shocking meaning.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face.

It seemed that he had not expected that Chen Qingfeng's strength would be so strong.

Seeing that he had taken the lead with one strike, Chen Qingfeng also showed a determined smile. His figure flipped in the void, and his hands chopped down the sword with a monstrous force, suppressing everything with a huge force.

Swish!

A crack appeared in the sky.

Chen Qingfeng's sword intent was not only sharp, but also powerful.

It's not easy to resist!

Liu Muyang's running boxing method has been gathering strength, and the fist intent around his body is flowing like waves, beating the void.

Layer after layer, constantly rippling.

Facing the sword energy, Liu Muyang punched out with both fists!

The huge fist print formed a wave shape and collided with the sword energy.

The two collided, deafening.

This time, Liu Muyang did not retreat.

His body was rippling with the color of water, and his body seemed soft, but it was actually strong and tough.

"The running fist has been cultivated to the stage of great success!"

"This fist requires a very high physique, but Liu Muyang can actually cultivate it to the stage of great success."

Seeing the color flowing on Liu Muyang's body, many disciples changed their expressions.

"Hmph, do you really think that Chen's sword intent can't break your defense?"

Chen Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he slashed three times in succession.

Three visible sword energies fell, and even the void could not withstand this heavy blow.

Crack! Crack!

The sky and the earth collapsed, and the void fell.

Liu Muyang took a step forward, and his whole body was pulled into a big bow full of power, starting from the spine. With a loud crack, huge power poured into his right fist, and the fist was like a rock, smashing out again!