Cheng Han was terrified, and this kind of crushing strength didn't seem to appear in the body of a martial king.

At this time, he thought back to how ridiculous and childish his arrogance was!

Manxin thought that he could break out of the world, but before he could get out of the sect, he was hit head-on, and his injuries were so severe that he could barely stand up.

"Since Cheng Han is seriously injured, then the sect master will appoint another person to replace him. "The sect master took the opportunity to change people, and replaced him with a disciple who was not far from Qi Feng's cultivation, loyal, honest, and belligerent, and his character was absolutely trustworthy.

Cheng Han's face turned green, his qualifications were deprived, and he almost died of blood spurting from his grievances.

"If I were Cheng Han, I would regret wiping my neck with a knife!" said an old disciple with a suppressed smile.

"Originally, I had to jump out to make trouble, but now I am seriously injured at this juncture, and I have offended the high-level of the sect, I really don't die!"

"Our sect has a strong man of Duan Chen's strength, maybe there is hope that he can win the first place in the Martial King Competition!" said a disciple excitedly.

The sect master's eyes were full of pride, and he dared to compete with the absolute trump card of the sect, and he was tired of it!

This is a cow that he can't do as a sect master!

Looking at the entire Martial God Continent, I'm afraid I can't find a second such awesome existence!

"Sect Master, it's not early, we have to set off as soon as possible, the good news that you are waiting for us in the sect is this!" The Great Elder called Shang Duan Chen and the other three to plan to leave.

"Wait, you stay, I'll personally lead the team this year!" the sect master's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.

"???" The Great Elder's body stiffened, he thought he had heard it wrong, on the eve of the Martial King Tournament in the past, weren't all the previous sect masters depressed, lest they avoid it.

Why didn't the Great Elder want to take a big killing weapon like Duan Chen in front of all the sects!

The two of them don't understand their careful thinking!

"Ahem, Sect Master, the flying boat is not small, enough to accommodate ten people, plus the sect master, you are only four people, Elder Ben is willing to control the flying boat, please bring me along." The Great Elder's eyes were full of supplication.

"In that case, let's go!" The sect master instructed the elders to manage all the big and small things of the sect, and then prepared to go.

"Wait!" a deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded.

"Xuan... Elder Xuantian?" The Great Elder's mouth stammered slightly, as if he had guessed something.

Elder Xuantian's body was extremely fast, and he had already landed in the flying boat in a few breaths.

He grinned, "The flying boat is not small, Elder Ben also wants to follow, Great Elder, let's go!"

Sect Master, Great Elder"..."

The flying boat pierced the sky and disappeared above the Purple Thunder Sect.

"Duan Chen, this sect master believes in your strength, I hope you can help the sect win the top three, this sect master doesn't care what means and tactics you use, let you do it, me and the Great Elder will never talk much. The sect master said suddenly.

"The sect master is serious, if I can't get the first place, then the sect master has a problem with your vision!" Duan Chen shook his head without looking back.

Qi Feng and the newcomer Lu Ya were so frightened that they actually talked to the sect master like this, aren't they afraid of being thrown down by him!

The "???" Sect Master's mouth opened into an "O" shape.

"Sect Master, aren't you talking nonsense, you can't even do him, what are you worried about?" Elder Xuantian sent a message to the sect master, he couldn't look past it, he didn't believe that his apprentice would be defeated by the martial kings of other sects, unless the martial emperor master made a move!

The Sect Master nodded, that's the same!

Silent all the way, the flying boat approached the Holy Land Mountains extremely quickly.

"Wake up, we're here!" Elder Xuantian nudged Duan Chen.

Everyone, including Elder Xuantian, was a little excited, nervous, and excited, and only Duan Chen walked out of the flying boat with sleepy eyes.

"Haha, the disciple who participated in the competition is only the middle level of the Martial King, and he can still sleep, it is estimated that he is a broken jar, and he wants to admit defeat directly, hahaha. Suddenly, a shrill voice sounded not far from Duan Chen.

Duan Chen looked back, and several unruly disciples and high-ranking members of the sect pointed at Duan Chen's side, and they did not shy away from mocking.

There was a hint of disdain in the eyes of the higher-ups of their sect.

Elder Xuantian's cold breath erupted, and the group of people immediately fell to the ground.

Including sect elders and sect masters!

Elder Xuantian had a dangerous aura on his body and slowly walked in front of the disciple.

"Don't you understand this truth, if you weren't in the Holy Land, you would have died!" Elder Xuantian maintained his coercion, and the disciple was terrified, he had no doubt that this terrible senior in front of him could crush him to death at will.

"Hmph, let's go. "Elder Xuantian dispersed the coercion and led Duan Chen and them into the Holy Land Mountain Range.

The disciples were covered in prostration, their clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and the faces of the sect master and elders turned pale.

"That's definitely a Martial Emperor! You all give this sect master honesty, there are masters here like clouds, there are many martial kings like dogs, martial emperors are everywhere, even if it is a martial emperor, it is not difficult to encounter, my martial emperor's cultivation has no resistance in front of him, it's terrible!" The sect master's face was pale, his breath was unstable, and the sense of oppression and powerlessness made him extremely uncomfortable. "Damn... That is definitely not the breath of an ordinary Martial Emperor!"

"The dignified Martial Emperor actually came to lead the team in person, but why is the disciple in the sect so mediocre, and there is even a middle-level disciple of the Martial King, I really don't understand, maybe the sect is declining, and I want to come over to find an opportunity." ”

Several people hurried into the holy place under the strange gazes around them.

Don't dare to speak disrespectfully anymore, why bother to cause disaster for the sect.

If you are unlucky and meet a ruthless person, it is possible to go directly to the sect and destroy the sect!

Duan Chen was curious about the environment here, and his vision in the distance was blocked by the swirling spiritual power, and there was a hazy feeling, and the holy land became inexplicably solemn and mysterious.

Half a day later, Duan Chen decisively chose to go into the room to rest.

Thousands of sects were bustling, and a group of earth-shattering bigwigs with earth-shattering cultivation looked nervously at the allocation of lots by the staff of the Holy Land, Duan Chen felt a little funny.

Many sects have a lot of young disciples, and I think they want to let them see the market and see the demeanor of real master geniuses.

"Master, I'll sleep for a while, and then call me if it's my turn. ”

Duan Chen casually condensed a stone bed and fell asleep.

Elder Xuantian's face turned red, and he took two steps back, and the sect master did the same, pretending not to know Duan Chen.

The Great Elder looked at the two of them in amazement, the two glared at him, and the Great Elder reluctantly lined up to draw the order of the competition.

The whole afternoon passed quickly in the hustle and bustle of the lottery sorting.

The team competition is a three-person competition system, and the individual competition is optional.

Because of the great damage caused by the battle between the Martial Kings, the three major sects have chosen to hold competitions in the Holy Land Mountain Range for hundreds of years.

The Holy Land Mountains are rich in crystalline steelstone, which is extremely hard and can be directly smelted and cast weapons.

However, it is strictly forbidden for outsiders to mine here, so as to maintain the original appearance of the holy mountain range.

At the foot of the mountain, a large number of rings were made of crystal steel, and each ring was separated by 100 meters, so as not to interfere with each other's battles.