Star flying knives flying all over the sky, accompanied by bursts of breaking wind, flew out from bottom to top.
Wang Shaobei felt a strong crisis in his heart. Knowing that Bai Chen's spiritual power was exhausted, he still had to be careful.
The previous three attacks of the mountain ax were just tests. Wang Shaobei would not be careless when determining whether Bai Chen was really exhausted.
Just when it was confirmed that Bai Chen was exhausted, he attacked with all his strength.
He never expected that he still had the spiritual power to fight back and that he could hide it so well.
38 star flying knives flew towards me rapidly, and I was unable to dodge while I was in the air.
This moment of negligence made Wang Shaobei's eyelids twitch and his spine run cold, but he was not unprepared.
Just before the star flying knife was about to reach him, a golden light defensive formation rippled in front of his chest.
The star flying knife seemed to hit some solid wall, clang clang clang! There was a burst of explosions in the sky.
Wang Shaobei twitched his lips and sneered, "You thought I would be defeated by the same move again? How naive."
The star flying knife was blocked by Wang Shaobei's golden light defense formation, and the blazing battle ax in Wang Shaobei's hand crashed down with a wave of blazing heat.
Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that Wang Shaobei would really learn to be smart this time, but it was just right.
Thinking of this, Bai Chen suddenly grasped his right hand, pouring 400 strands of innate spiritual power crazily into it. His face became paler. From the perspective of outsiders, Bai Chen was definitely at the end of his fight and was ready for a desperate fight.
Boom!
The giant flaming ax struck the Qingling Sword hard, and a scorching flame suddenly split into two and swept towards both sides like a wave.
Bai Chen's eyes were reflected in the flames, and his heart was as calm as water.
The seemingly fierce flames, if Bai Chen hadn't deliberately suppressed them, he could easily break them, but he couldn't show them.
Immediately there was a stalemate between the two.
Wang Shaobei obviously has a particularly powerful treasure on his body, a star flying knife that can withstand physical attacks.
The other one is a treasure that protects against mental illusions.
Both treasures were used to target Bai Chen, and I have to admit that they had a very good effect.
Off the field.
Those Tianjiao students who supported Wang Shaobei all showed joy on their faces, but they still remembered that it was Bai Chen's flying knife that killed them all.
If it hadn't been for Bi Cang's appearance, the corpse would have become moldy by now.
At present, Bai Chen is vaguely restrained, and given Bai Chen's current condition, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.
Wang Shaobei sneered: "It's a pity that you almost succeeded. Do you still have the spiritual power to release the attack just now?"
Bai Chen staggered, his face as pale as paper showed no trace of blood, and his breath was so weak that he couldn't even find the strength to speak.
Wang Shaobei laughed, and the laughter echoed throughout the world. He could almost see the scene of victory.
If Bai Chen dies here, the position of heir to the Wang family will definitely be within reach.
However, the next scene shocked everyone.
Bai Chen incredibly blocked Wang Shaobei's attack.
This time, Wang Shaobei took a few steps back, looking at Bai Chen's swaying body in shock.
As if a breeze could knock it down.
But why is he still there?
Is this person's will really extremely strong?
Wang Shaobei's eyes showed a hint of admiration. Although the two were rivals and had no grudges, they had no choice but to stand on opposite sides. Warriors had to fight in order to gain a future.
Wang Shaobei was full of fighting spirit, and his huge body came out again, and it was still like a majestic mountain-like ax blow, slamming down.
Bai Chen still blocked. While blocking, he took advantage of Wang Shaobei's shock and struck a blow with his backhand.
Wang Shaobei quickly withdrew. The sword he just struck was obviously not very powerful, and it didn't even break through the surface defense.
However, Wang Shaobei still had uneasy thoughts in his heart, and immediately he shook his head in denial.
Because it was unnecessary, he really couldn't think of a reason for Bai Chen to pretend to be exhausted.
Immediately, Wang Shaobei rushed out again, but this time he returned without success.
Bai Chen blocked it again.
Wang Shaobei was furious, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Could it be that the will of a warrior could really reach this point?
Therefore, in the following time, a protracted tug-of-war was going on on the martial arts stage.
Wang Shaobei is still on the offensive side.
Bai Chen miraculously blocked Wang Shaobei's moves every time.
From time to time, you can also fight back.
Although the strength of the counterattack was almost zero, his trembling body still stood on the martial arts stage.
About 2 hours have passed.
Wang Shaobei was breathing heavily at this time, his face was as pale as Bai Chen, and he was sweating like rain.
His eyes were scarlet, veins popped out on his forehead, and even the mountain ax in his hand was a little unsteady.
The golden light defense formation around him flickered on and off, which was already a symptom of spiritual depletion.
Everyone in the scene watched intently.
Wang Shaobei was startled, and when he looked at Bai Chen, his figure was double, and he shook his head violently.
Just when he could see clearly, he saw a strange smile appear on the corner of Bai Chen's mouth.
Suddenly, Wang Shaobei was startled, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his originally dizzy mind suddenly became clear.
call out!
Wang Shaobei only felt that there was great terror around him, and he quickly mobilized the few innate spiritual powers in his body to block it.
Bai Chen had already arrived at his side. The Qingling Sword was trembling violently and humming loudly. It was slashing towards him with the force of the surging sky.
Wang Shaobei quickly placed the mountain-breaking ax in front of him to resist.
However, the mountain axe, the grandmaster's weapon, broke instantly like paper.
The remaining power of the Qingling Sword did not diminish, and it swept directly across his neck.
A touch of bright red slowly flowed down from the neck.
Wang Shaobei covered his throat and wanted to speak, but couldn't.
A familiar feeling of death came over me.
His vision went dark.
The next moment, Wang Shaobei suddenly opened his eyes.
He gasped vigorously, what happened in that scene just now?
Why was he resurrected when he was obviously dead?
Could it be Lord Bicang's help?
However, Wang Shaobei saw Bai Chen standing opposite.
A strange smile slowly formed on the corner of Bai Chen's mouth.
The next moment, Wang Shaobei's heart suddenly trembled. This scene was so familiar.
No need to think about it, subconsciously mobilized the innate spiritual power to protect the body, and the original defensive formation seemed to have failed at this time, and had no effect.
When did this happen?
However, Bai Chen did not appear beside him this time, but there was a terrifying aura of destruction coming from the sky.
Dark clouds rolled, gathered, and stirred, and a thick purple thunder suddenly landed on Wang Shaobei's head.
With a rumble, Wang Shaobei instantly turned into a charred corpse.
Wang Shaobei felt his eyes go dark.
Just when he opened his eyes, his consciousness began to blur due to the two deaths.
There was a big mental problem.
"Am I dead or not?"
The next moment, Wang Shaobei's bloodshot eyes were seen again.
Bai Chen gave a weird smile.