―― The beginning of the chapter - >

The Great Elder of the Seven Xuanfeng Peaks is skilled, well-informed, and quite clear about some of the situations of the various sects and factions in Tianluo Prefecture.

The 'Imperial Sword Technique' that Han Chen performed was one of the more famous stunts of the Sword Sect, which naturally couldn't be hidden from the eyes of the Great Elder.

"Does this kid have anything to do with the Sword Sect?"

Ji Kai's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt couldn't help but rise in his heart. But after thinking about it, if Han Chen really had something to do with the Sword Sect, then he shouldn't dare to openly perform the Sword Sect's stunts in such a scene as Qixuan Peak.

Several elders on the side, such as Zisha, Qingya, and Chentao, were also confused. With Hanchen's strength, he is definitely a well-deserved newcomer king. But he was excluded from the top 10, which is somewhat puzzling.

"Oh, I remember. Meng Yi suddenly patted his head and said to Ji Kai, "Great Elder, this kid named Hanchen was recommended by a friend of mine. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zi Sha, Qingya couldn't help but be a little surprised. Chen Tao also seemed to have a little impression, frowned, and muttered softly, "Is it the person recommended by Wan San Qian from Wanjin Mountain Villa?"

"That's right. Meng Yi nodded, and at the same time, there was a bit of awe on his face, but Hou was beside Jikai, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

The rule of Qixuan Peak is that only people from the Qixuan Kingdom are recruited as disciples. Meng Yi's behavior can be regarded as a violation of the door rules. However, the Great Elder didn't look angry, after all, in any sect, there was such a phenomenon.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in Qixuanfeng, and one or two more or less has no relationship at all.

"Is this person's background reliable?" asked Qingya.

Meng Yi nodded solemnly, "Brother Wan Thirteen Thousand is upright, I believe that the person he recommended will not be unfavorable to our Qixuan Peak." ”

The elders glanced at each other, but said nothing more. However, everyone's attention to Hanchen will definitely get higher and higher. Whether his arrival is beneficial or disadvantageous to the sect, no one has yet said clearly.

......

The battle between Hanchen and Pei Luoyang made many people in Tianwu Peak interested.

However, for Yang Dingjie, Lin Shaoqi, Han Xiang and several other demonic core disciples, this level of battle is obviously not very eye-catching. And in their opinion, the only bright spot is that Hanchen's opponent is the younger brother of the core disciple Pei Xuyang.

Pei Xuyang and their status are comparable in Qixuan Peak, and on weekdays, all the core disciples are also secretly competing. Although it is not said that there is a battle between the open and the dark, there are also various competitions between them.

Hanchen openly provoked Pei Luoyang, which is equivalent to finding Pei Xuyang's bad luck. Several core disciples are still more willing to see Pei Xuyang 'deflated'.

Where there are people, there will be fighting. And where there is fighting, it is the rivers and lakes.

"Pei Xuyang, your brother seems to have hit an iron plate this time. Lin Shaoqi, the core disciple of Earth Dust Peak, chuckled with interest.

Pei Xuyang, who was located at the top of the adjacent stone pillar, smiled indifferently and did not think so. "What's the hurry? The battle has just begun, and it's too early to say anything. ”

"Hehe, that's a good point. Song Zhao, the core disciple of Mulong Peak not far away, also mixed in, "Why don't we block it?"

"How to bet?" Lin Shaoqi asked.

"Just bet on who wins and who loses, and the loser has to take out a low-grade holy weapon to bet on the winner at the worst, how about it?"

The corners of the eyes of several people couldn't help twitching, and they pressed on the holy weapon in this kind of battle, which was really not a small game.

"Is there still a need to gamble, who will press that kid to win?" Lin Shaoqi said with a smile.

"I bet he won. At that moment, a soft female voice followed. Several people were stunned, only to see that the person who said this was actually the core disciple of Lone Crane Peak, Han Xiang.

"I'm betting on him to win, too. Immediately after, Ling Jiefeng's core disciple, Jing Hua said lightly.

As soon as the two of them spoke, Song Zhao, Lin Shaoqi, and Pei Xuyang were obviously stunned for a moment. Immediately, the faces of the three of them showed inexplicable smiles.

"Haha. Lin Shaoqi laughed loudly, "I bet on Pei Luoyang to win." ”

"I also bet on Pei Luoyang to win. Song Zhao also said.

The eyes of the four then swept towards Pei Xuyang, who smiled contemptuously, "I naturally bet that Luoyang will win, but it will be three to two, and when the time comes, one of the two of you will have to produce two holy weapons." ”

Among the five, there are two who think that Hanchen will win, and three who think that Pei Luoyang will win. This is already a very unexpected thing, after all, among the people here, they think that Hanchen can win, at most not more than two percent.

Before Han Xiang and Jing Hua could speak, another crisp female voice came, "I will win by pressing Hanchen." ”

Everyone looked sideways, only to see that the person who said this was thirteen or fourteen years old and the granddaughter of Yebo.

"Hehe, okay, it's a three-to-three draw. Lin Shaoqi said with a smile.

"It's good to earn a holy artifact for nothing. A smug smile flashed on Pei Xuyang's face.

Jinghua, Han Xiang didn't say anything. Liang Ya also pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows slightly, and her big eyes continued to look at the battle in the sky.

"Boom ......"

The dazzling phantom forced Pei Luoyang to be a little at a loss, and under Hanchen's strong attack, Pei Luoyang's fell into passivity, basically in a defensive state, and failed to complete the attack.

Every time Hanchen stabbed a sword, he would use the advantage of his body to flash to the next position, and the degree was so fast that it was like changing shapes.

"Damn bastard, I'd like to see how long you can last?"

Pei Luoyang, who was surrounded in the middle, was embarrassed and annoyed, and the silver flickering sword light then pierced Hanchen's body, but obviously, this was another phantom.

"Buzz ......"

Violent power fluctuations and sharp wind-breaking momentum struck from behind, Pei Luoyang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he turned his head quickly, and the sharp blade of the Tianmang Sword was reflected in his pupils.

"Hmph. Pei Luoyang's eyes were quick, and he instantly blocked in front of him with a sword.

"Ding!", the tip of the Tianmang Sword slammed into the sword body of Pei Luoyang's sword. "Bang!" The fierce and domineering sword shook the space, and the majestic dark energy poured into Pei Luoyang's body like a wave along the sword body. The latter suddenly felt that his arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth was slightly cracked.

Just as Pei Luoyang was about to watch out for Hanchen's next attack, something unexpected happened. This time, Hanchen did not change his position, and with a sword blade, the sharp sword like a flash of light slashed directly at the opponent's head.

Pei Luoyang's face couldn't help but turn pale, and he hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated, and at the same time raised his head and flashed back.

The extremely lethal sword light swept past Pei Luoyang's nose, and then slashed towards the opponent's body. "Hiss!" The clothes in front of Pei Luoyang's chest were cut along with the flesh and skin, blood splashed, and a deep wound that could be seen was suddenly turned over.

"......"

Everyone below was shocked, and they couldn't help but gasp one by one. In less than a while, Pei Luoyang's body was colored again. Everyone had to be shocked that Hanchen's combat methods were so sharp.

Pei Luoyang's eyes widened in shock, and his pupils almost burst into flames.

Han Chen's deep eyes were full of contempt, a cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically disdainfully, "Your sword is a mess. ”

To hit someone, you have to hit your head, and to step on someone, you have to step on your face.

In terms of swordsmanship, Hanchen directly exploded Pei Luoyang, and directly threw him off more than a dozen streets.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you. Pei Luoyang finally stopped using the sword move, his hands were intertwined, and violent power fluctuations spread out in the palms of his hands, and above his arms, there was still a substantial red flame.

Pei Luoyang opened his palms, and saw a red pocket dragon hovering in his palm, churning up and down, vivid. Immediately afterwards, Pei Luoyang pushed with both hands, and the red dragon rushed out in an instant, and rolled up a majestic and majestic earth-shattering momentum.

"Roar......

The roar of anger shook the nine heavens, and the red little Jiao went out to sea like a wild dragon, setting off incomparably surging waves. Although the size of the little red dragon was only one meter, that fierce and domineering aura was enough to shake the talent and make the space within a radius of nearly a thousand meters become restless.

Facing the attack of the little red dragon, Han Chen's face did not have the slightest fear, he put away the Tianmang Sword, and his palms slapped out continuously. The astonishing Wu Yuan power gathered and condensed in Hanchen's palm, and every time Hanchen palmed down, the space was distorted.

"Buzz ......"

In the blink of an eye, Hanchen had already made more than nine hundred palms, but he still couldn't stop. Just when the little red dragon arrived less than ten meters in front of it, a terrifying palm momentum rose from Hanchen's body.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine palms, you're done. Han Chen shouted loudly, his dark eyes flashing with a scorching luster, and he raised his hand and swept towards the red dragon.

"The Great Tribulation Makes Up for the Heavenly Hand. ”

Under the surprised gaze of everyone in the audience, a black palm print with a simple atmosphere came out of Han Chen's hand, and the black palm print was half a meter high, which was very different from the Great Tribulation Repair Heavenly Hand that Han Chen had used at the beginning.

The black palm print dragged out a majestic wave of qi, and the front was firmly impacted with the small red dragon.

"Boom!"

The terrifying impact was instantly detonated, and the pure power collided, like two meteorites meeting unexpectedly. The aftermath of a circle of red and black power that seemed to be like a substance turned into a halo and swept towards the surroundings, and the momentum was amazing, like a wind and clouds.

The chaotic power rippled in the sky, and with a loud "boom!", there was a thunderous sound, and all the people below widened their eyes, only to see that the little red dragon was directly shattered by the black palm print, and exploded into countless fragments of power.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Luoyang's martial arts are not as powerful as Hanchen's?" - the end of the chapter - >

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!