Zhan Chen and Ao Yanyang didn't have time to face each other, so they became more energetic, and in the following games, they defeated their respective opponents repeatedly, one more relaxed than the other, and the other more chic than the other, the two of them were like two children competing for victory, and they had to distinguish the winner and loser.

However, there is no duel between each other, after all, it can't be clear which is stronger and which is weak, Zhan Chen has a natural advantage in terms of mentality, because he is a challenger, and he is one order lower than Ao Yanyang, if he loses, he will naturally have a reason.

But Ao Yanyang is different, in his opinion, he will never lose - and he will never allow himself to lose, his stage should not be here at all!

Ao Yanyang, who had driven himself to a dead end, was extremely terrifying, and Zhan Chen could see from his gradually rising momentum that this battle was bound to be a bitter battle, a fierce battle.

It was as if the two tuning forks would resonate, and Zhan Chen's momentum was gradually driven by him, and his potential was also stimulated by it, challenging the level again and again, knocking down the opponents of the Martial King Great Perfection realm again and again, and also causing the audience to cheer and marvel again and again.

Yes, everyone advocates strength, whether it is an ordinary martial artist or a demon cultivator, there is only absolute awe of strength.

Before they knew it, both of them had come to the end of the decisive battle......

"In the next game, Ao Yanyang will fight Zhan Chen!" the elder shouted.

This voice woke up Zhan Chen, who was still in a state of contemplation.

"Is it finally coming?" Zhan Chen shook his head and shook his spirits, yes, this is his last battle on the No. 4 Douwu platform, it is an end, but also a beginning, and if he wins this one, he will start a new stage......

On the stage, facing the cold wind of hunting, the two stood opposite each other, just looking at each other, Ao Yanyang took out his weapon, it was a dog's head knife, the whole body was red, with a streamlined blade, like a flowing magma, without injecting the slightest true yuan, but also with an amazing heat, separated from a long distance, it seems to be able to make people sweat and breathe.

Seeing the knife, Zhan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered: "Good knife, at least a seven-grade knife weapon!"

Powerful opponents, paired with powerful weapons, add many variables to this battle.

Zhan Chen looked into his eyes again, and in the depths of those deep pupils, he seemed to see himself in the mirror, the firm, confident, powerful, and indomitable self.

At this moment, Zhan Chen understood that this man was the same as himself, and the difference was only between good and evil, just like the day and night of the day.

"The game begins!" the elder's high-pitched voice rang out in the middle of them.

The two of them moved almost at the same time, holding blades, running towards each other, without a word of communication, duel is the best way to communicate!

"Ding!" The knife and sword collided together, this was the first time the two collided, Zhan Chen only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and he was shocked in his heart: "It's not good! The strength of the Proud Remnant Yang has reached the peak of 100,000 catties, and it is invincible!"

So he hurriedly took advantage of the situation to unfold "Feihong Ying Snow Step", retreated one step and distanced himself from him.

The strength of the Martial King Great Perfection was originally more than 10,000 catties more than that of the Martial King High Rank, although Zhan Chen had the explosive power of Ruijin Zhenyuan and the increase of the eight-rank sword weapon, but these advantages could only play a little role for the ordinary martial artists of the Martial King Great Perfection.

However, in the eyes of Ao Yanyang and other genius disciples, it was not worth mentioning at all!

Facing the retreating Zhan Chen, Ao Remnant Yang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but shouted coldly: "Fierce Demon Burning Heaven Gong, Qi!"

Then, a monstrous orange-red steam rose from his body, and from a distance, it really looked like a raging flame.

No, this kind of aura is even more terrible than the real flame, it is a demonic flame that burns everything, once a person is entangled in it, it will be like an appendage of bones, no matter how you put it out, until the victim is reduced to charcoal.

Zhan Chen seemed to feel the threat of this flame, and also opened the horsepower of Ruijin True Qi to the maximum, and also formed a series of platinum gossamers around his body, this gossamer was the condensation of Ruijin True Qi, and it was a tiny sword, each of which was as sharp as a sword.

The two of them, two flames, one red and one white, confronted each other like this, and the temperature of the entire stage seemed to be rising, rising.

At this time, Ao Yanyang began to attack, and he saw that a bright light suddenly burst out from the soles of his feet, and he only heard a soft sound of "bang", and his body shot towards Zhan Chen like a rocket.

This is a clever footwork, it sacrifices the lightness, changeability, and weirdness of ordinary footwork, and instead uses all the power to improve its explosive power, which is the characteristic of fire attribute footwork, and the explosive power is unparalleled!

Zhan Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he had already found that he was rushed in front of Ao Yanyang, he raised his knife with both hands and jumped high, it was really like the scorching sun in the sky, unmatched.

Zhan Chen felt that he had been firmly suppressed by a strong momentum, and there was no way to avoid it!

At this time, his heart calmed down, and all kinds of realizations about Jianzhi's sword intent came to his heart, and he calmly raised his sword to greet him, and used the strongest guardian sword move in the "Golden Hidden Sword Sutra" "Jinshan Zhenhai", this sword struck, his body seemed to be infinitely raised, and it really turned into a tall golden mountain, as if the boundless golden mountain that could be suppressed by the sea.

This is exactly what Zhan Chen has learned after absorbing the essence of the "Mora Holy Scripture" and comprehending the true meaning of the "Golden Hidden Sword Sutra" for many months!

The scorching sun crashed into the golden mountain, turning into a thunderclap that resounded through the venue, and the people below couldn't help but rub their eyes, wanting to pass through the gunsmoke-filled stage and see the results of the battle.

As a result, Zhan Chen resisted and steadily resisted this sword! There was an exclamation from the audience.

Arrogant Yang was furious, he seemed to turn his anger into flames, turning into a more fierce and dense attack, although it was fire, how could it be as fierce as a rainstorm?

In the face of such pressure, Zhan Chen's full potential was also mobilized, and under his feet, Fei Hong Yingxue Bu exerted all his strength, turning into a wild goose shuttling in the torrential rain; Proud Yang just can't take him!

Time passed minute by minute, such a battle could not last long, and the scorching sun always had a time when the sun waned.

Gradually, the aura on Ao Yanyang's body was weakening, Zhan Chen's advantage was gradually revealed, his Ruijin True Qi was even thicker and longer, and the consumption of the word-keeping sword technique was also very small.

Ao Yanyang's heart is not calm, this ordinary martial artist has left him with too much shock today, you must know that his cultivation is only at the high level of the Martial King! If he is promoted to the Martial King Great Perfection Realm, what will happen to him by himself? The answer is already very clear.

And now is the moment when the crisis comes, his true essence is about to be exhausted, but the opponent still has leeway, and he knows that he can't drag it out any longer.

So Ao Yanyang suddenly stopped attacking, retreated, distanced himself from Zhan Chen, and began to condense the sword duel, wanting to decide the winner with one move. The blazing aura boiled on the surface of his body, and the already sluggish aura in his body returned to its vigor and increased threefold!

Seeing this, Zhan Chen was suddenly startled: "This is to be used to kill, the fire attribute sword technique has always been known for its attack power, if he is allowed to use it smoothly, even if I have the "Phaseless Golden Body Death" body protection, I am afraid it will not be pleasing to him, I must stop him!"

Thinking of this, Zhan Chen didn't dare to hesitate, Feihong Yingxue Bu exerted all his strength, and with just a stroke of his feet, he approached Ao Yanyang's body, and stabbed a sword at his eyebrows, trying to force him to interrupt the condensation sword technique.

However, at this moment, he smiled strangely on Ao Yanyang's face, and his heart couldn't help sinking, and a bad feeling arose.

Sure enough, when Zhan Chen's sword stabbed Ao Wanyang, he found that his sword seemed to pierce the air, passing directly through his eyebrows.

Next, the entire body of Ao Remnant Yang melted and turned into a flame, Zhan Chen was startled, and hurriedly turned around, only to see Ao Remnant Yang standing behind him, looking at him calmly.

Seeing Zhan Chen's surprised look, he said proudly: "Zhan Chen, you are a genius, but it's a pity that you met me today, and you were defeated, but don't be unwilling, it's worth dying under my arrogant remnant sun's knife, after all, you forced out my clone technique of pressing the box to guarantee the bottom - remnant yang incarnation." ”

"Look at the move, the devil swallows the sky!" Ao Remnant Yang did not hesitate, and cast all the true yuan condensed on the dog's head knife, and a round of black flames gushed out from the knife, rushing towards Zhan Chen, turning into a black "sun" in mid-air and enveloping most of the Douwu platform, making people unable to escape, and there was no way to escape!

Looking at Zhan Chen, who was about to be engulfed by the black sun, there were sighs from the audience:

"Alas, it's a pity, the only ordinary disciple of the inner gate is going to fall today"

"Zhan Chen, it's a pity! Why do you want to provoke the arrogant remnant sun? Why don't you know how to know that it is difficult to retreat?!"

"Zhan Chen is a pity! He just doesn't know how to forbear, if he waits for another ten years and breaks through the realm of the Great Perfection of the Martial King, it is not known who will kill the deer!"

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