In the imperial city, the martial arts platform is played.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the day of the battle for the throne.

There is a lot of gossip about this battle for the throne, such as the tenth ranked one who has won the ancestor's appreciation of the strength has increased greatly, this time the winning chance is very large, some people say that although the ninth is a genius but proud of his talent, this time I am afraid that he will lose, and some people say that the eighth place will not be able to keep the position this time, and someone has openly challenged and left a challenge book before and decided to go.

Before the game had even begun, the crowd of onlookers had already filled the venue.

Of course, all this is just a passing cloud for Yan Danchen, his only purpose is the ruins, the process, can be completely ignored.

Saving people, or taking a shot, is just doing what everyone wants to do but dare not do.

Life and death, coming over, is not so difficult.

Although this competition was only limited to the bottom three of the top ten princes, the crowd of onlookers was still very large.

How is it different from humans?

This is the mortal world.

No one can get rid of it. No matter how high the cultivation is, you can't get rid of it.

The crowd's cries grew higher and higher, and Yan Danchen looked up at the battle platform in front of him.

Sure enough, the three princes of the dark clan who need to be guarded have already appeared.

The difference between the three is very obvious, Yan Danchen can easily distinguish the identities of the three, the one on the far right has a trace of perseverance and vicissitudes in his eyes, it should be the one who is not very qualified but keeps working hard, the one in the middle obviously has a trace of childishness on his face, it should be the genius, as for the one on the far left, the arrogant look on his face and the clothes are very obvious to expose the essence.

"It seems that I don't need to look for it anymore, so it's okay, I don't have much time. Yan Danchen bowed his head and muttered to himself, then flew up and jumped onto the battle platform on the left.

"It's the black-clothed killing god!"

"I heard that he killed someone from the Luo family on the street a few days ago. ”

"Shhhhh

"I heard that the black-clothed killing god saved a girl. ”

"Tsk, you don't understand this, this is a coincidence, people are clearly looking for the other party's bad luck!"

"It's better to say less about this kind of thing, after all, the Luo family is not small, and the black-clothed killing god is not afraid, we can't hold it. ”

"By the way, what about the little girl?"

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On the battle platform, the Eighth Prince, Luo Cheng, looked at Yan Danchen with cold eyes, and after a while, he said, "It's you." ”

"It's me. ”

"Why did you kill my men?"

"Damn it. ”

"Those people are also my men, even if they should be killed, then I should do it. ”

"But you didn't. ”

"Do they really deserve to die?"

"What do you say?"

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"Hmph, my men, I didn't say I deserved to die, but you said I wanted to die?

"In broad daylight, why don't you deserve to die?"

"Hehe, what did you say? Who saw it? Ask these people, who of them saw it?"

Yan Danchen looked under the platform, and everyone avoided Yan Danchen's gaze for a while.

"Did you see it? No one saw it! So, in fact, you were the one who committed the murder in the street! You say, how can you repay this revenge?"

"Huh. Yan Danchen laughed softly: "Everyone says that you are cunning, and they want me to see that you are ······ When you become a bitch, you have to set up an archway. ”

"Whoa······

The crowd under the platform was in an uproar.

"You!"

"Angry, angry, it's okay, hurry up, I'm in a hurry. ”

"You! How dare you ignore me! You ······"

"Less nonsense!" Yan Danchen's face changed, and with a wave of his right hand, a long sword was already in his hand.

"Good! Good! You'll regret it, I'll show you the wrath of the Heavenless Realm!"

"Hmph. ”

Yan Danchen snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with a faint black brilliance, slashing towards Luo Cheng.

"Drink!"

Luo Cheng shouted, the black light in his hand flashed, but it was a black long knife, and the long knife was engraved with black lines, which looked quite extraordinary.

"Slash!"

Luo Cheng shouted violently, and the long knife in his hand suddenly ignited with black flames, and then, Luo Cheng waved the long knife in his hand and slashed at Yan Danchen.

"I once had it, but I didn't know what it was expensive, until I lost it, I didn't know the pain, this sword, for the first form of the dark sword, the soul. ”

"Hmph, what nonsense, what loss, what soul is lost, all of them will be reduced to ashes in my fire!"

"You don't have it, you'll never understand. ”

Yan Danchen whispered, the long sword in his hand raised slightly.

"What the hell?"

The black brilliance converges and disappears.

Then, the black sword slashed through the air with a strange trace.

It was just a stroke, but it seemed to be full of power, and the sword moved slowly, as if it was very heavy, as if the sword cut out not a sword, but a world, a myriad of lives.

"Bang. ”

The long black flame knife was easily shattered.

In an instant, an indescribable sorrow surged into everyone's hearts, obviously just a sword, but it was full of sadness that could not be dissipated, and the sadness seemed to be clutched in the throat, making it difficult to breathe.

"No······ No way! This ······ What kind of supernatural power is this?"

"It's not supernatural powers, it's swordsmanship, my swordsmanship. ”

The black sword slammed straight in, as if the opponent had no power to fight back.

"Why······ Will it be?"

"I told you, you won't understand. ”

Yan Danchen withdrew his long sword and no longer looked at Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng's body stiffened, paused, and fell backwards.

There was a dead silence among the spectators.

Everyone was in a cold sweat.

Dead ······ He's dead?

A prince, said to kill······ Just kill?

Yan Danchen glanced down, and everyone took a step back.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge? If there is, hurry, I'm in a hurry. ”

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"No? ······ then?"

Yan Danchen stopped talking and looked up at the tower in the distance.

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"This kid!"

In the tower, the corners of an old man's mouth shrouded in a black cloth robe raised slightly, and then he said, "Since this is the case, then ······ Take him in. ”

There was obviously no one behind the black-robed old man, but after a while, the shadow was slowly fluctuating like the surface of the water, and then a deep male voice sounded: "Understood." ”

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On the platform, Yan Danchen was still standing quietly, with no expression on his face, but it made the entire battle platform extremely depressed.

"This one on the left side of the platform, please come here. ”

A voice suddenly broke the oppression.

Yan Danchen raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"It's royal!"

Someone in the crowd whispered.

The corners of Yan Danchen's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "It seems that your speed is quite good, in this case, it will save a lot of time." So······ What I want, you should understand, right?"

"Your Excellency's intention is naturally clear below, but some people want to see your ······."

Yan Danchen frowned, but quickly relaxed: "Okay, I'll go with you to meet that person." ”

"Thank you for your understanding, then, Your Excellency, please. The man said and made an inviting gesture.

Yan Danchen smiled and walked over.

Yan Danchen left, the oppressive atmosphere of the battle platform also disappeared, and after a moment of silence, someone jumped to the battle platform and challenged the ninth and tenth princes, the two princes, especially the ninth, after seeing Yan Danchen's compelling momentum, also restrained their frivolity, and their expressions became serious.

Of course, these are all later words, and they have little to do with Yan Danchen.

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It's a big hall.

Yan Danchen didn't know what the specific place was here, but he knew that this must be the most important place in the Dark Clan's Imperial City.

It's in a different dimension.

Before entering the main hall, although it was only a corner, the glorious palace group had already shown the extraordinaryness of this area.

After the man led Yan Danchen here, he left, leaving only Yan Danchen alone in the empty hall.

The hall is very hollow, the top of the hall is more than ten meters high, the length and width are nearly 100 meters, dozens of thick stone pillars support the whole hall, and there are rough ornaments engraved on it.

In the middle of the main hall is a throne.

A tall, magnificent, dark throne!

"You······ It's finally here, Your Highness. ”

Yan Danchen turned around and finally saw the person who spoke.

It was an old man who had hidden himself in a black robe.

"Who are you, and why are you seeing me?"

"Lao Suo has passed countless years, and his name has long disappeared in the long river of years, if you don't mind, call me ······ Hell, let's get old. See you······ It's because of it. ”

As he spoke, the ghost elder stretched out a pale and withered finger from the black cloth robe, pointing at Yan Danchen's right hand.

Yan Danchen frowned, and then flipped his right hand, and a black long sword appeared in his hand.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's it, it looks good. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Before I explain, let me ask you a question, this throne in front of you is the dark throne of all the dark clans, with it, you own the entire dark clan, so now, are you willing to break away from the light clan and become the king of the dark clan?"

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Silent.

"Why me? Why do you know?"

"You didn't say no because, in your heart, you're no longer on the side of recognition, and as for why I would know, of course I would know, and I would have known it when you came here with it. It ······ Or that he, the Dark King Sword, has disappeared into the dark world since thousands of years ago and entered the light world, and only when he meets the true Lord of Darkness, the king of the dark clan, will the self-sealing of the Dark King Sword be unlocked. The seal on it was not imposed by others, but by the Dark King's Sword itself, so only by being recognized by the Dark King's Sword, the Dark King's Sword will break the seal and release its true self, and the one who has been recognized by the Dark King's Sword will also be, the one who has stepped on that throne, so now, you ······ How do you choose?"

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"I ······ Not now, maybe later, but ······ Not now. ”

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"Got it, then······ Such. The ghost elder whispered, "Take the Dead Soul Hook Jade, when you want to step on the throne and be crowned king, please use it." Now, I'll lead you where you want to go. ”

"How do you know where I want to go?"

"I know, I always know, the Dark King Sword will only recognize a group of people, only those who have the same power as that person can awaken the Dark King Sword, and those who have that power will always have to go to that place, this is fate, it was like this ten thousand years ago, and now it ······ The same is true. ”

"Elder Yan, do you know Elder Yan?"

"I don't know, but I live forever, the darkness is immortal, and the king lives forever. Come on, that place is deep in the forbidden area of the ruins, there is a safe path leading there, don't step on the wrong one, or the Heaven Harvesting Realm will also die here. ”