Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

The rain became stronger and stronger, hitting the area where Bai Chen and Mo Zhan were facing each other, splashing a layer of mist.

At this moment, the sky roared loudly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and then a huge thunder sound appeared. This sound seemed to tear the sky apart, reflecting Bai Chen's determined face.

Not caring that the clothes were soaked at the moment, Yang Chaoyue stared at the thin back in front of him, her beautiful eyes almost dull.

Bai Chen quoted Old Xuan's words, but it happened to once again deeply touch Yang Chaoyue's heart that was soaked by the rain.

"boom!"

A loud noise broke through the sky again, and the lightning was extremely bright. The corner of Bai Chen's mouth gradually aroused a smile.

Being able to fight against the Sky Spirit Walker in a one-on-one duel was a beautiful thing he couldn't ask for. Therefore, when facing Mo Zhan's tyrannical spiritual pressure, Bai Chen showed more excitement on his face.

The rain fell on the hard Wind God Sword, and it shook slightly, seemingly spiritual.

Keeping the posture of holding the long sword horizontally, Bai Chen gradually glued the fingers of the other hand from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword. At that time, the entire long sword was trembling violently, and the sound of mourning became more harsh.

"Come on, Mo-cut!!"

An excitement roar rolled from deep in his throat. Bai Chen held the Wind God Sword and slashed with it. An invisible sword aura cut open the countless water droplets in front of him and flew towards the direction of Mozhang. go with.

The speed of the inexplicable sword intent was astonishing, Mo Zhan did not dare to neglect, and quickly held the long sword in his hand, struggling to block it.

"Chang!"

With a crisp sound, it burst into the air, and Mo Zhan was shocked to go back all the way again.

Grasping his flaw, Bai Chen's figure suddenly moved, and at the same time he quickly formed seals with his hands, and shouted: "The third type of the drunk eight immortals, bind the gods!"

When the words fell, a golden thread flew out of his palm, entwining Mo Zhan at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling the extraordinary fluctuations of this golden thread, Mo Zhan narrowed his eyes, slammed his feet, and his figure rose from the ground, leaping towards the sky.

However, the god-bound Ling Ling looked up like a spiritual snake and ran after it.

"For this, I want to beat me too!"

Looking down at the golden thread flying below him, Mo Zhan's long sword spun rapidly, and a whirlwind cut the golden thread into a golden glow.

However, in this short gap, Bai Chen's long sword had already pierced his vest.

Unexpectedly, Bai Chen would have spared him, Mo Zhan immediately let out a cold snort, raised his backhand and kicked back, and happened to kick the stabbed long sword back.

"Chop the sky palm!"

The long sword was bounced back, Bai Chen didn't panic at all, raised the palm of his other hand, and patted Mo Zhan's head from top to bottom.

"Hunyuan Tianying Palm!"

Mo Zhan gave a burst of shout, and accompanied by a burst of black spiritual power, he also raised his palm instantly and greeted him.

"boom!"

The two palms slammed into each other fiercely, and the terrifying spiritual power wave broke out, blowing a crack in the ground under them.

This time when they collided, the two were almost evenly matched. Mo Zhan's feet fell sharply on the ground, shaking the sky with mist, while Bai Chen bounced back and landed on a tree.

With eyes facing each other, on this rainy night with thunder and lightning, sparks burst out.

The two played against each other for only a moment, and Yang Chaoyue almost dropped her chin. They were obviously similar in age, but the strength of the two was far above that of the wild country Qi Ye!

"Bai Chen, I'm so happy to be able to solve you with my own hands, you know, you are the person I want to kill the most in my life!" Mo Zhan's long sword pointed, and under the tremors, the strange black The mist wrapped around the body again.

Looking at this familiar starting posture, Bai Chen smiled faintly, and hung the long sword upside down: "That's really a pity. In my eyes, you have never had much weight."

"you!"

Bai Chen's words caused Mo Zhan to jump into thunder, he violently raised his long sword, and quickly formed seals with his other hand, and black wind pillars suddenly appeared around him.

After a while, as Mo Zhan screamed, all the black smoke pillars, as if attracted, were absorbed by the long sword in his hand.

"Feng Qi cut the smoke!"

Just as Mo Zhan yelled, Bai Chen also let go of the wind **** sword that was hanging upside down in his hand, and said softly: "The seventh style of the drunk eight immortals, view the sea in Yaochi."

"Humph!"

Seeing Bai Chen's long sword hanging upside down in the air, Mo Zhan's gloomy face showed a sullen face. He violently lifted the long sword and slashed in the air. At this moment, thousands of black winds rushed towards the direction he was cutting. .

"this is……!"

Under this slash, Bai Chen suddenly showed a touch of horror, because that Mo Zhan did not aim at Bai Chen with "Feng Qi Gun Zhan", but instead aimed at the ground between the two of them.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the entire earth broke apart inch by inch, mud and water splashed everywhere, and the thick soil was flying. The aftermath of the explosion caused Bai Chen and Mo Zhan to retreat and spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Slipping all the way on the muddy grass, Bai Chen, who was the last to live, stared at the overturned earth in front of him, and was extremely shocked: "This guy actually broke my Yaochi watching the sea!"

Mo Zhan, the ninth strongest in the Heavenly Spirit Ranking, became the first person to break the Jade Lake and watch the sea!

"Hahahahaha—Bai Chen, you are really naive. I have studied your move for a long time, and I have also consulted experts for advice. After guidance, I have long known the weakness of this move. There is no Yaochi view now. Hai, let me see how you fight with me!"

Master?

A master at the National Teacher's Palace...

Looking coldly at Mo Zhan who was frantically laughing, Bai Chen's eyes showed a glow of heat. Such an opponent is interesting!

Because the eighth type of Drunken Eight Immortals takes too long to charge up, it is not practical in one-on-one actual combat.

Now, Bai Chen let go, discarded the last possible trump card, picked up the long sword to face Mo Zhan and greeted him.

At the foot of the slippery mountain, the two men were full of swordsmanship, and the fierce battle lingered, and the aura that broke out caused the rock walls to begin to break open.

Looking at the handsome face that became more and more crazy, Yang Chaoyue couldn't help but tremble: "Bai Chen, he has fallen into a disadvantage..."

"Bai Chen, even if you don't grab the Qihuang Liuli from me today, I won't let you go, you still die here!"

"A warm dog from the National Teacher's Mansion also said without embarrassment that she can't let me go? She is Qihuang Liuli and Yang Chaoyue at the same time. For people like you, don't think about being friends with her!"

"Be friends? Hahahaha, what you said is so funny, you want to be friends with a demon spirit!"

"Sword, he is a friend, how can someone with low vision like you understand this!"

With a sword blast, Bai Chen took advantage of the momentum and slipped backward, and at the same time slammed his palm to the ground.

"Chop the sky palm!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Bai Chen slapped his palm on the ground fiercely, and his figure instantly catapulted into the sky, rushing into the cold wind and clouds.

Looking up at the figure deep into the clouds has turned into a fuzzy black spot, Yang Chaoyue opened her red lips slightly, and murmured hesitantly: "Friend...?"

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