Chapter 884: Instinct Sword Speed

A golden bolt spread instantly in a fan shape in front of Bai Chen and blasted out in the blink of an eye.

Large areas of rainwater were evaporated into nothingness by this exercise, and there seemed to be extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations expanding inside.

"You want to kill me, but that's not enough for you!" Nangong Liucheng struck out with all his might and cut the golden horse in half.

The world of dazzling golden light was divided into two, and an invisible wave of air had already followed the newly opened space.

"Is this an inexplicable sword intention?!"

The sudden change shocked Nangong Liucheng into a cold sweat, and he quickly moved Shuiyue Jinghua in front of him.

Ding!

With an explosion, Nangong Liucheng flew backwards instantly, and two bloody marks were cut out of his arms.

"asshole……!"

Nangong Liucheng, who was flying upside down, glared ahead, but the black shadow actually disappeared.

"how……?"

Just as Nangong Liucheng was wondering, a terrifying pressure like Mount Tai suddenly dropped from his head.

This unbearable pressure made Nangong Liucheng's heart tremble in shock. Without thinking, he directly gathered his spiritual power in his palm and blasted upward with a palm.

When Bai Chen saw Nangong Liucheng raising his palm and falling from the sky, a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he aimed at Nangong Liucheng's palm and blasted it.

"Heaven Splitting Palm!"

Click!

The sound of bones exploding suddenly came from Nangong Liucheng's arm spurting blood. With this blow, Bai Chen clearly had an absolute advantage.

Suffering another heavy blow, Nangong Liucheng fell rapidly.

Faintly looking down at the figure that was falling as fast as a meteorite, Bai Chen held Qihuang Glaze and swung it in the air, his eyes flashing with coldness: "Nangong Liucheng, I'm sorry, you are no longer my opponent! "

This cold and arrogant look in his eyes made Nangong Liucheng slightly startled.

Immediately, when he was about to land, he turned around suddenly, stepped on the ground, and rose into the sky again.

This time, Nangong Liucheng raised his spiritual power to the extreme. The moment he clenched the sword, his old eyes showed a look of madness.

"The First Style of Wandering Dragon Sword..."

Hearing this, Bai Chen's face instantly became solemn, his dark red eyes stared at Nangong Liucheng, and sure enough, his speed turned into a line of light and shadow, extremely fast!

When he fought Pluto in Nangong Liucheng, Bai Chen had witnessed this move with his own eyes. The defensive power of Pluto's thunder armor was so amazing, but it was actually broken by his Thousand and One Styles of Wandering Dragon Sword Technique.

Now, he actually used it again!

I must see his movements clearly!

Bai Chen concentrated on it, and the elusive figure in his sight became increasingly clear.

Ding!

Bai Chen swung the Qihuang Glaze like lightning, just in time to block Nangong Liucheng's thrusting sword, and burst out a ball of sparks.

Seeing this, Nangong Liucheng smiled, and the ancient golden sword in his hand struck Bai Chen's vitals like lightning again.

"Wandering Dragon Second Style..."

"The third form of Wandering Dragon..."

"The Eighteenth Form of Wandering Dragon..."

Bai Chen's eyes were fixed on his movements. The seven-huang colored glaze flew up in his hand, and a series of sparks flew into the air. He was still stabbed twice with swords.

Blood flowed from Bai Chen's left shoulder and waist. He danced the sword even faster, and his speed actually soared.

"The thirty-sixth form of Wandering Dragon..."

"The 158th style of Wandering Dragon..."

"Wandering Dragon's 372nd Style..."

Nangong Liucheng's sword shadow had reached a speed that even the Chaos Ghost Eyes could not capture. Now Bai Chen was actually slashing wildly with instinctive reactions.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Bai Chen flew seven brilliant colored glazes, slashing faster and faster, and actually formed a sword rain confrontation with Nangong Liucheng.

"Wandering Dragon's 1,001st Style!"

Nangong Liucheng slashed out the last sword, and when he was exhausted, he quickly retreated.

He panted violently and looked at Bai Chen who was still slashing the air with horror, his eyes completely glazed over for a moment.

Now Bai Chen's sword-drawing speed has actually exceeded that of his Wandering Dragon One Thousand and One Styles, and the speed is still soaring.

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah--"

Bai Chen looked like he was going crazy, his eyes were blood red, and he slashed so fast that black cracks appeared in the space in front of him.

This terrifying sword-drawing speed has stunned Nangong Liucheng, because up to now, Bai Chen has drawn the sword at least three thousand times!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"..."

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah!"

"..."

What kind of speed is this, and what kind of physical strength is it!

Nangong Liucheng was dumbfounded. He thought that his sword skills had reached the pinnacle and were far superior to Bai Emperor's. Little did he know that Bai Chen's instinctive sword skills were not at the same level as him.

After swiping thousands of swords, Bai Chen finally felt tired, panting heavily, and stopped what he was doing.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Sweat and rain slid down his face. Bai Chen glared at Nangong Liucheng opposite and snorted: "Asshole, you saw it, I'm faster than you!"

"I see it."

After using up all his strongest killing moves and still losing to the current Bai Chen, Nangong Liucheng could already feel the smell of death.

However, he is so calm now, and the eyes he looks at Bai Chen are full of... relief?

Thinking of those who died under Nangong Liucheng's sword and those who were involved with Bai Chen, Bai Chen was struck by anger and went completely crazy.

"Nang! Palace! Liu! City! Accept your fate——"

With a ferocious roar, Bai Chen flashed and appeared directly in front of Nangong Liucheng.

"Bai Chen, actually I am..."

"Heaven Splitting Palm!!"

Before Nangong Liucheng could finish speaking, Bai Chen's slap had already brought all his anger and hit him hard.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound that resounded through the sky, Nangong Liucheng was directly slapped and spun around for more than a hundred times. While spinning, foaming at the mouth, he fell to the ground.

He was exhausted. If he fell like this, the only thing waiting for him would be death.

Just when Nangong Liucheng was about to fall to the ground and end his life, a big hand grabbed his ankle like lightning.

After saving him at the critical moment, Bai Chen's cold eyes flashed with coldness: "You just said, who are you?"

Being carried upside down by Bai Chen, Nangong Liucheng's white hair just fell into the muddy water.

He raised his eyes embarrassedly, looked at Bai Chen's face that had regained his composure, and showed a happy smile: "My name is not actually Nangong Liucheng, my name is Baili Weiyao..."

"Baili?" Bai Chen was dumbfounded: "Baili... isn't that the name of the Sanctuary? Does it mean that you are from the Sanctuary? No, that's not right... you are not an animal tamer!"