My Brothers Are Geniuses While I'm The Useless One

Chapter 750



Chapter 750

Under the stage, also suddenly quiet down. It has to be said that Zhang Haoran has been practicing with Tianquan for several months, and he has really benefited a lot. This sword, regardless of its momentum and changes, is far more than the ordinary eight Dharma saints. In the eyes of all Guanghua people, they are worried.

However, Chen Xinzhong's face remained unchanged, until Zhang Haoran's sword came to his body, then he suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed it straight out.

The speed of the sword was so fast that it seemed like a flash of lightning. In an instant, it tore through the clouds and heaven and earth. It passed Zhang Haoran's sword and stabbed him under his ribs.

This is clearly the tactics of losing both sides, or the tactics of dying together.

"Ah Under the stage, many people exclaimed.

But Qiu Mingxuan and others are smiling, not worried, Zhang Haoran himself is more so.

After all, he had already exerted his sword power to the utmost. It was too late for Chen Xinzhong to draw his sword, and his sword power had not started yet. How could he lose or even die with him? Think of here, Zhang Haoran mouth smile become more and more indifferent.

But immediately, the sneer froze in the corner of the mouth, under the threat, came bursts of heart piercing pain, a strong Holy Spirit, directly rushed into the body, concussion viscera, shock broken meridians.

"Chi!" The blood arrow flew out and filled his eyes with a mist of blood.

His long sword pointed to Chen Xinzhong's heart, but with the dissipation and confusion of the Holy Spirit in his body, he could not move forward any more!

"Boom" the Holy Spirit that intrudes into the body collides with his holy spirit that has not been dissipated, exploding a bowl big wound under his rib.

"Ah..." Zhang Haoran screamed and flew out of the competition platform.

Qiu Mingxuan several people's smile, all froze in the face, for a long time did not return to God. Zhang Haoran's strength is obviously one level higher than Chen Xinzhong's, and he is still preemptive. How can he lose the war and lose so simply and directly?

"Vulnerable!" Chen Xinzhong snorted coldly and took back his sword.

"Scene one, Guanghua, Chen xinzhongsheng!" Mr. Shuiyue announced in a loud voice.

The cheers and shouts under the stage made the earth tremble slightly.

Qiu Mingxuan several people this just like the beginning of a dream to wake up, hurriedly helped Zhang Haoran back.

"What happened just now? How could you be defeated by him? Isn't he Fasheng Qipin?"

"Yes, I can see clearly that he has only seven blue pearls. How can he beat you if his strength is far behind you?" At the same time, he gave Zhang Haoran the holy pill, and several people asked.

Just now, Zhang Haoran lost so quickly and unexpectedly that they couldn't understand.

Zhang Haoran opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he burst out with blood and fainted.

Seeing this, Qiu Mingxuan and others have no way to continue questioning, so they can only order people to carry him back to cultivation.

"How on earth did he fail?" Qiu Mingxuan looked at each other and asked the same question.

Their faces, where there is a little bit of previous self-confidence, one by one shaken, in addition to doubt in the eyes, and even a bit of fear.

"It's very simple. Chen Xinzhong's sword speed is so fast that he is no less than an ordinary master in the realm of Holy Spirit." Gu Fenghua gives the answer.

"Then how can it be? Isn't he the seventh grade of Dharma saint? How can he have the speed of soul saint?" In astonishment, Qiu Mingxuan several people can't even care to fight with Gu Fenghua, and asks in one voice.


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