readx;? In the Divine City, the most magnificent hall, the gold bricks and blue tiles are dozens of zhang high, and there is a majestic momentum from a distance, and in front of the main hall, countless people stand below, but they can only look up at the eight battle platforms suspended in the void, the eight battle platforms are connected, but there are high and low, the highest battle platform is suspended above the temple, at this time a man stands with his hands tied, with a sense of king's landing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, on the first battle platform, the figure of a young man in his twenties flew down sideways and fell to the ground, covered in blood, his bones were broken and his body was twitching, and a man in a long robe on the battle platform quietly looked down with a hand on his back, he was the Qing clan Qing Impermanence.

The next moment, a burly man stepped onto the battle platform, and the spiritual power fluctuations around him had already reached the early stage of the spirit crystal, but when he stepped onto the battle platform for only a moment, the figure flew downside down, and one arm was twisted alive, and the blood on the side stained the ground red.

Hiss!

At this time, those who went to look for treasures have also returned here, because there are no treasures in the entire Divine City at all, even if some have already been searched by their predecessors, so when they first entered the Divine City, those people did not look for treasures, but directly occupied a battle platform to guard, because the elders of the family had already informed everything before coming.

Looking at the strong man's severed arm, everyone was shocked again, looking at the seemingly gentle and elegant Qing Wuchang, but the shot was very ruthless, which made people feel shocked.

But even so, there are still people who keep going up to provoke, just for the star spirit water on the battle platform, one by one as if they are crazy, but without exception, they are all crippled and thrown off the battle platform, and everyone sighs for a while, and has to sigh.

"This Qing Wuchang seems to be gentle and elegant, why is he so ruthless"

"Hey, the strong are respected, what can you and I say, in the final analysis, it's not that the strength is inferior to others"

"Hey, if the Sword Monarch were again, they wouldn't be so arrogant"

At this time, a young man walked through the crowd and saw the tragic situation of those people before, he couldn't help frowning, looking at the green impermanence on the battle platform with some disgust, standing in place for a long time, as if observing something, standing for a long time, Zi Han glanced at the young man beside him, and was a little stunned, this person was actually Feng Yu who had walked with him before.

Zi Han smiled, looked at Feng Yu and said, "Brother Feng Yu, I want to ask if there are any rules for this battle platform?"

The young man looked at the battle platform intently, and said unintentionally, "Actually, there are no rules, as long as you are strong enough, you can fight one battle platform after another, then those rewards are yours"

"Oh?"

"But if you think you can beat anyone, you can also directly challenge the champion of that arena"

Zi Han nodded, and then said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Fengyu."

A figure on the battle platform flew out upside down again, a mouthful of blood spilled in the air, Feng Yu suddenly frowned, but it was not because of the figure that flew down upside down, but looked at the side, the young man who was talking to him had already walked into the distance, and his pupils suddenly contracted at this time.

"Sword Monarch, it's Sword Monarch"

Feng Yu's voice suddenly sounded, everyone's hearts trembled, remembering the young figure, and suddenly looked sideways, at this time, Zi Han stepped on the black stone steps, his eyes were full of confidence, and there was an uproar below, resounding.

"The Sword Monarch is not dead, he has stepped onto the battlefield"

"Oh my God, he's back"

"Sword Monarch, Sword Monarch ......"

Listening to the shouts below, Zi Han turned his head slightly, and a smile appeared on Junyi's face to look at everyone, and at the same time, countless eyes on the eight battle platforms were all cast on Zi Han, and the eyes of the eight people suddenly became solemn, and they were a little surprised.

Feng Yu's eyes flashed with excitement, he was very happy, because Jianjun was not dead and intact, he was very grateful to Jianjun, because Zihan had helped him, at this time he looked at the people around him, with pride in his tone, and said, "Jianjun is my brother, haha"

Countless people cast envious glances.

Zi Han stepped on the battle platform, the battle platform was ten zhang huge, and a handsome-looking young man in the center of the battle platform stood in public, looking at him with a slight frown.

"You're not dead yet"

Zi Han looked at him with a look of disgust in his eyes, and said, "Qing Wuchang, you are the son of Qing Chong?"

Qing Wuchang showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, nodded lightly, with solemnity in his eyes, and said, "Yes"

"What about Qing Wuzhan?"

"He's my big brother"

Zi Han raised his head slightly to look at the fifth battle platform, then looked at him, and said, "Since you are the son of Uncle Qingzhong, you can go down by yourself."

"What!" Qing Wuchang's brows furrowed as he looked at Zi Han.

Rumble!

The spiritual power around Zi Han's body suddenly emerged, Qing Wuchang's heart trembled suddenly, feeling the fluctuations of the spiritual power around Zi Han's body, his eyes became more and more solemn, Zi Han at this time seemed to be stronger than before, the previous Zi Han alone occupied three spirit crystals in the middle stage and killed one person in the middle stage, and then the spirit crystals were undefeated in the late stage, so what should I do at this time.

Everyone watched this scene nervously, their palms clenched tightly, looking forward to Zi Han defeating Qing Wuchang.

Qing Wuchang's complexion continued to alternate, gritting his teeth, showing a sense of humiliation in his eyes, looking at Zi Han, he took a deep breath, his eyes were entangled, struggling, and he was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Okay"

Wow!

An uproar suddenly sounded below, looking at the battle platform incredibly, Qing Wuchang did not have unwillingness in his eyes, but he was very helpless, and slowly walked off the battle platform.

"A soldier who surrenders without a fight, the Sword Monarch is really strong"

"This is incredible, the Sword Monarch deserves to be a generation of Tianjiao"

Looking at the figure of Qing Wuchang walking down, everyone did not despise or despise it, but admired the Sword Monarch even more, who had such a powerful dynasty, and the absolute god of the year was nothing more than that.

Zi Han looked at the figure of Qing Wuchang walking down, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes looked straight at the second battle platform, and walked step by step, and came to the second battle platform, on the battle platform was an extremely beautiful girl, she was also the blood Chu who besieged Zi Han before.

Xuechu's blood-colored long hair swayed lightly around her waist, looking at Zi Han's beautiful face showing a touch of bitterness, she looked at him with some despair, Xuechu knew very well that she was not Zi Han's opponent at all, she didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the battle platform, her light figure moved on the stone steps, and everyone felt a touch of shock.

"This, this is incredible"

"Blood Chu has retreated, how could the Sword Monarch allow her to go, she once wanted to kill the Sword Monarch"

"Surrender without a fight, only the sword king"

Zi Han looked at the figure of Xue Chu leaving and didn't say anything, nor did he stop it, although Xue Chu wanted to kill him, but he didn't have any disgust with Xue Chu, perhaps because of the silence in this woman's eyes.

After discussing for a long time, it was not until Xuechu stepped away from the battle platform that Zi Han looked up at the third battle platform, in his originally calm eyes, fluctuating, wisps of hatred were quietly rising, he remembered a lot, that night Zi Xun wanted to kill him, Zi Xun still wanted to kill him, because Zi Xun, Zi Zhuang Ziyan wanted to kill him.

In the end, a smile appeared on the corner of Zi Han's mouth, and he walked towards the third battle platform, walking slowly with each step.

Zi Xun looked at Zi Han's figure stepping on the battle platform, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were full of horror, and even said that he was a little afraid, because the wound on his shoulder was still there, and at that time, the three of them were all people in the late stage of the spirit crystal, but they failed to leave a Zi Han who was in the spirit mirror, and at this time, he was the only one left, and he seemed to have foreseen his fate.

Zi Han stood on the edge of the battle platform, looking at Zi Xun, neither of them spoke, Zi Han stood for a long time, and also looked at it for a long time, the hatred in his eyes gradually calmed down at this time, and he looked into the distance with some sighs.

"That's it, although I hate the Purple Clan very much, but you are the hope of the Purple Clan, Zixun, you go, I don't think my father will want me to do this"

Well?

There was a suspicion below, the two seemed to know each other, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to become weird, at this moment in the crowd, Ziyang stared at the top, and the anger in his eyes resurfaced, wanting to kill Zi Han alive.

Zi Xun's body trembled slightly, there was a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and when he heard Zi Han's words, a wave of anger suddenly surged in his eyes, looking at Zi Han and shouting angrily, "Zi Han, what are you, I don't need your pity"

At this moment, everyone's pupils continued to shrink, even if the above battle platforms were full of shock, which was obviously incredible, except for Qing Wuzhan, there was a touch of shock in their eyes.

"This, how is this possible, the Sword Monarch is actually the waste young master Zi Han of the Purple Clan!"

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