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C689 Ratio sword

"I can't help but suspect if there's something wrong with your head. You're about to die, yet you still have the face to say that you're a frog in the well. What a joke."

But, just as he said that, Xue Wuming's face changed. He released the Sword Qi, and just as it was about to hit the opponent, a burst of spirit force soared to the sky from Chu Chen's body. Like a tornado, it swept in all directions and was extremely berserk.

A whirlpool of Yuan Power even appeared on the surface of his body as it swallowed up everything in its path. After the Sword Qi entered the whirlpool, not even the slightest ripple appeared before it disappeared.

He disappeared! He disappeared!

The Sword Qi that had been tried and tested, when it was attacking Chu Chen, was instantly swallowed up by the berserk spirit force, this scene was extremely shocking.

Almost everyone was certain that Chu Chen was dead, but the outcome was completely different from everyone's judgement. Not only was Chu Chen fine, he had even shattered Xue Wuming's attack.

At this moment, everyone's gaze turned to look, only to see Chu Chen standing there steadily, as though nothing had happened, the aura on his body, had disappeared without a trace. The scene just now, when they thought back to it now, was still somewhat unreal.

"So you're actually an expert. I've underestimated you."

Xue Wuming said in a low voice, his eyes staring straight at Chu Chen, he did not expect the other party to be so powerful, with one move breaking his Sword Qi, he did not have any fluctuations, and did not even have the chance to move a single step, it was obvious that he was not weaker than.

As far as he knew, within the entire Divine Dream Empire, there were only the four great young masters in the younger generation that were powerful. This fellow definitely wasn't someone from the Divine Dream Empire.

"Where are you from and what sect are you from?"

"You want to know?" Chu Chen laughed sinisterly and asked.

"Nonsense!" Xue Wuming coldly snorted.

"You want to know, but I won't say it, because your strength is too low and you don't have the qualifications."

Chu Chen told him what Xue Wuming had said to the dead warriors using the same tone. Moreover, this was even more shocking than hearing it from Xue Wuming's mouth, because the person he was talking about was Xue Wuming, one of the Four Young Masters of the Divine Dream Empire.

It was said that his cultivation was too low, and he was just a frog in the well. No one dared to believe what they were seeing in front of them, nor did they dare to even think about it.

The four noble young masters who were on high and mighty had only ever killed someone else. They had never been insulted like this before, and it was in front of others at that as well.

These words were like a sharp knife, fiercely slashing at Xue Wuming's chest, causing a burst of anger to surge to the top of his head.

He, Xue Wuming, looked down upon warriors with lower cultivation than him and regarded them as trash.

And now, he was being humiliated, even claiming that his cultivation was too low and that he wasn't qualified. This kind of feeling made him feel extremely displeased.

He suddenly took a big step forward, with a rumble, he stepped onto the ground, releasing a lot of spirit energy, and then a dozen or so Sword Qi, all of them shot towards Chu Chen at the same time.

"You're a bit too tender to be compared to the sword." Chu Chen's gaze was cold. In the Sage's Tomb, he had swallowed and refined over ten thousand pieces of the Sword Dao's Concept, and had already stepped into the third stage of the Sword Dao. At his age, in terms of sword techniques, he had already surpassed many of his peers.

Just from looking at the Sword Qi, Chu Chen could determine that Xue Wuming's sword techniques were not as good as his.

Therefore, there was no fear!

"Break!"

With a loud roar, Chu Chen coldly roared. Immediately, berserk elemental energy rushed out from his body again, forming a gigantic tornado that soared into the sky like a horned dragon.

A dozen or so sword qi were instantly wrapped up by the spirit energy storm. Then, Xue Wuming's eyes focused, he could feel that all of the ten or so sword qi were destroyed. Under the attack of the surging spirit energy, not a single one remained, they were all completely destroyed.

"Jun Xie!"

Xue Wuming said coldly, the sword sheath on his back suddenly began to tremble.

"Clank, clank ~ ~"

A loud sword chime rang out, seemingly filled with excitement.2

"This Swordlord Xie, an intermediate level spirit artifact. Next, I'll use it to kill you!"

Xue Wuming said coldly, the coldness in his eyes threatening.

"Looks like this fellow has completely angered Xue Wuming. As far as I know, he hasn't used his Monarch Evil Sword for over a year."

One year ago, the last time he used it, he was fighting a warrior of the same realm, his strength was very strong, and Xue Wuming had just broken through, but by relying on the Sovereign Evil Sword, he killed the opponent, that battle was also known as classic.

Now, a year later, facing an unfamiliar warrior, Xue Wuming had to use the Monarch Evil Sword once again. Evidently, the opponent had forced him into a dead end, forcing Xue Wuming to have no choice but to use it.

And the moment he used Jun Xie, it would also mean that Xue Wuming had the determination to kill Chu Chen!

"Kill!" Xue Wuming bellowed, the sword, flew out from the sword sheath, instantly releasing a resplendent sword light, under Xue Wuming's control, the sword slashed towards Chu Chen, ripping apart the space.

"Xue Wuming is truly worthy of being the Sword Young Noble. His swordsmanship has reached perfection, with this sword, he should be able to kill that brat." The crowd was discussing in succession.

The might of Xue Wuming was deeply imprinted in their minds. Comparatively, they did not know much about him, so even now, they still believed that Xue Wuming was definitely able to kill him.

The four great young masters of Divine Dream Empire were invincible.

"Such a clumsy sword technique dares to use it in front of me? How shameful!"

Chu Chen shouted coldly.

The eyes of the crowd focused. This fellow was too arrogant, who did he think he was, to actually slander Xue Wuming like that. He did not know his own limits.

In their hearts, the four noble young masters were like princes on a white horse. They were invincible, and even if they were wicked beyond redemption, they were not allowed to be slandered by others.

Of course, there were also many people who silently watched everything. These people, were mostly ordinary standing practitioners, and they did not have any background, they had already been humiliated unfairly by the Imperial Family. Just now, that warrior had only complained a little, yet he was killed forcefully by Xue Wuming.

Now, someone had appeared and ruthlessly humiliated Xue Wuming, and even fought him in a duel. This made the spectators feel that this was a challenge to a genius warrior and they supported Chu Chen in their hearts.

The Black Sword slashed out, a gigantic sword light soared through the sky, causing everyone to be unable to keep their eyes open, what a sharp sword technique, as though it was even stronger than Xue Wuming's sword technique, they spoke in shock, their eyes staring straight at the scene, extremely shocked.

Clang!

As the two swords clashed, an ear-piercing sword hum was suddenly heard, as brilliant sparks burst forth.

Boom!

Xue Wuming's body exploded backwards after this strike, his Monarch Evil Sword was trembling uncontrollably, under the impact, even grabbing onto it was a little difficult.

"Xue Wuming was forced out? His Monarch Evil Sword, is it inferior to his opponent's sword technique? "

The crowds were all struck dumb by what they had just witnessed. They stared in complete and utter disbelief.

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