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Chapter 1618 1619 Walking on the Wind

Sun Han slapped his palms and made a sound of metal clashing.

He stared at Chen Xiu and said slowly: "I come from the Beast Control Sect. What I do is to control the beast soul attack. You have to be careful."

Sun Han did not kindly remind Chen Xiu, but he arrogantly believed that Chen Xiu would not be his opponent.

The beast soul and his own attack can steadily defeat Chen Xiu.

Even if Chen Xiu is careful and cautious, it is useless.

Sun Han’s palms were crystal clear. Under the intoxication of Xuanbing’s true energy, his palms were like a cold sword.

The water vapor in the void touched the cold palm and made a "hissing" sound, like a red-burned sword put into the water.

Chen Xiu's face was as calm as water, and his heart was empty.

Since his debut, Chen Xiu has almost always fought over the top, and in the end, those opponents whose true qi cultivation was stronger than him were worshipped by him.

Of course, the reasons for the blessing of flying swords and soul-devouring guns are here.

However, the biggest reason is Chen Xiu’s own understanding and response to the enemy.

Chen Xiu never uses that move just because of the greater power of that move, but the current situation is most suitable.

Just like he has fought with Sun Han for more than ten moves, using Qingfeng Slash and basic knife moves, instead of using a powerful chain of flame swords.

Chen Xiu's habit is also related to his origin in the Earth. The Earth is the end of the world of cultivation and its spiritual energy is exhausted.

For thousands of years, all the combat skills created and invented by warriors on Earth must use the least amount of true energy to play the greatest role, and achieve the goal of defeating the strong with the weak.

The battles and victories made Chen Xiu more and more confident, and the more he believed in the concept of warriors on earth.

Sun Han is indeed stronger than him on the surface, but Chen Xiu is still confident and without a trace of cowardice.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sun Han's eyes.

He felt that Chen Xiu was so calm, as calm as a deep pool, and could not see through it.

“At this time, you have to pretend to be deep.

I want to see how many tricks you can support with the cooperation between Black Hawks."

A hint of sneer appeared on the corner of Sun Han's mouth, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant. His palms turned into two cold silver lights, slashing towards Chen Xiu with a bone-broken coldness.

The sword energy of the Ice Sword is like thunder and lightning. Thousands of sword energy tore through the void, and within a radius of ten feet became a world of swords! Chen Xiu's face remained unchanged, and he stepped on the steps of the void in the air, and his whole body was like a green ghost.

As his body flashed rapidly, there were rich flames flashing on his palms. As his palms waved, the rich heat spread like waves, pressing over one wave after another.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..." Sun Han and Chen Xiu fought with each other quickly, and their bodies turned into illusory shadows, and their palms turned into silver and golden lights.

The two of them were like real swords and swords. Every time they hit, they made a clear metallic clash. Every time they hit, a huge force leaked out, which made the audience in the ring frightened.

During the battle, Sun Han's cold voice came out: "You can actually take over 30% of my strength attack! Very good, I will let the Black Hawk come out next!"

"Eagle strikes the sky!"

With Sun Han's low moan, the surging Xuan Ice aura surged out of his palms, and the Xuan Ice aura formed a cold sword aura.

The cold sword aura shone rapidly in the void and turned into a vigorous and tumbling white dragon. With an unstoppable momentum, he was heading towards Chen Xiu! "If this is your true strength, it wouldn't be enough!"

Chen Xiu shouted loudly, a trace of light flashed in his dark eyes, and his palms suddenly swept across, like two doors, or two golden scissors, which suddenly cut out from the void.

"Bang!"

Seeing that the flame scissors were about to cut the ice dragon head, a black shadow suddenly surged out from Chen Xiu's underground.

The Black Eagle Beast Soul finally launched an attack! “Do you think you can escape my spiritual sense?”

"I knew that the so-called 'warm-up' you mentioned earlier was actually just to distract me from my attention and hide the Black Hawk Beast Soul on the ground in advance."

"Your move is useless to me!"

Chen Xiu connected the points under his feet. With his understanding of the natural laws of wind elements, his feet felt the slight changes in the air and stepped out of the air. The Black Hawk's attack was always a slight distance away from his feet and could not hook.

The audience screamed.

"He can actually fly in the air. Could he be a true master?"

"No... it's impossible. If Chen Xiu was a master of true Taoism, Sun Han still has life now!"

"Then how could he be able to fly in the air that only a master of true Taoism can do!?"

"..." Everyone in the audience was puzzled. Even the owner of the rostrum couldn't help but fight, looking at Chen Xiu who was "flying in the air" with disbelief.

Chen Min smiled and said, "Old Wu, why are you nervous?

You are a master of half-step true Taoism after all, why are the two little kids so excited about the fight?"

"No...No..." The owner of the museum stuttered: "Mr. Duty official, is this Chen Xiu really a master of Taoism?

I'm all in a mess! There are rules in the valley that you must not neglect the true masters.

My small Colosseum cannot let Master Zhendao go to the arena. This is a kind of despicable devil to Master Zhendao. I will know that Master Dagu knows that my life is in danger!"

The master of true Taoism has already gone beyond the scope of "martial arts", but is a true cultivator and a true controller of magic.

Although there are many masters in the Evil Valley, they still dare not neglect the existence of the True Dao masters.

"Sit down and be restless."

Chen Min signaled the owner to sit down and smiled and said, "If Chen Xiu was a master of true Taoism, how could I ask you to hold this beast-fighting competition?

If he is a true master, why should he smuggle into the valley? It is too late to welcome the valley between the evil people."

When the owner heard this, he felt relieved and still said in dissatisfaction: "But... I don't understand how he can fly in the air. This is a means only a master of true Taoism. Even if I am half a step into the realm of true Taoism, I cannot fly in the air!"

"In fact, this is not a real flight in the air, he can only be considered a "step on" the air walk."

"Falling in the air?"

“That’s right.

Please pay attention to whether Chen Xiu's soles want to climb up like a staircase. This is just a very clever understanding of the wind attributes. He has already felt the changes in the flow of wind in the air. In fact, he is just walking on the tip of the wind every step!"

"Walk on the wind!"

The owner of the museum was even more stunned. If Chen Xiu had not explained Chen Min, he would have never thought about this aspect.
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