Chapter 822 That Sword Again (1/2)

At that time the Zhou Yuan’s sword defeated Jin Teng and established Zhou Yuan as a deputy pavilion master. And today, would the sword be as powerful as it was that day?! Could it help him obtain the position of pavilion master this time?!

Om!

The monstrous sword light was wrapped in terrifying power. As it slashed down, the entire sky seemed to be sliced into two, drawing countless horrified gazes.

No one thought that the sword Zhou Yuan had prepared would be this strong!

A look of fear came to Chen Beifeng’s red eyes, but he also knew that this was his last chance. If he couldn’t withstand Zhou Yuan’s sword, he shouldn’t even think about touching the position of pavilion master!

If he failed, the Heavenly Spirit Sect would inevitably abandon him. He had already gained Lady Chi Jing’s ill will, so at that time how could he remain around?

His future could be said to be completely destroyed if he lost!

So he couldn’t fail!

Roar!

Chen Beifeng roared out, suppressing the fear in his heart, and the Genesis Qi within his body erupted out unreservedly, fusing with the worm sand. His flesh shriveled as the worm sand swallowed his blood and essence.

But Chen Beifeng couldn’t care about this. The worm sand and Genesis Qi frantically compressed together and formed an incredibly thick layer of blood armor around his body.

His flesh dried up, but his body grew tens of feet and emitted a violent bloody aura, making him look like an asura giant that had climbed out from an abyss.

“You think I’m Jin Teng?!

“Indestructible red demonic armor!”

He lifted his head and roared, causing the void to quake violently.

Om!

And it was at that moment that the monstrous sword light slashed down.

The blood-red giant crossed his arms, and blood-colored light bloomed.

Clang!

Under countless stunned gazes, the sword light struck the red giant’s arm, and a clear metallic clang reverberated throughout the sky.

Boom!

Waves of incomparably berserk Genesis Qi swept out.

The solid stone slabs on the huge platform cracked and crumbled, splitting the platform.

The impact sent monstrous waves crashing endlessly towards the surroundings. The power was astonishing. But the giant waves automatically dissipated when they approached the spectators, as if neutralised by a powerful invisible force.

But there were more people who didn’t notice. Their eyes were intently fixed on the flooded platform in the middle of the lake.

They wanted to know whether Zhou Yuan’s sword was sharper or whether Chen Beifeng’s demonic armor, which Chen Beifeng had brought out with all his strength, was tougher.

On the Fire Pavilion’s side, Lu Xiao and Han Yuan stopped talking and stared at the battlefield.

Facing this situation, Lu Xiao, who had always acted indifferent, slowly clenched his hand.

This battle would decide the pavilion master of the Wind Pavilion!

On the Forest Pavilion’s side, Mu Qingyan asked in a nervous whisper, “Who will win?”

Mu Liu stroked his chin. He couldn’t answer, because Chen Beifeng’s desperate struggle at the last moment had been unexpected. So it was indeed difficult to determine the outcome of the battle.

The most nervous people were of course the members of the Wind Pavilion. After all, the result would have a real impact on them.

But whether it was Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui or those who supported Chen Beifeng, none of them dared to take a deep breath. They just stared unblinkingly at the water screen blocking the battlefield.

Crash!

In the almost silent world, the water screen faded, and a huge splash of water dropped down from the sky.