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"Sword Monarch, this name is indeed very good, but what about your sword?" Wang Xun asked.

Zi Han shook his head slightly, and said, "The sword is hidden in the heart, and there is an invincible momentum, I am the sword."

Wang Xun shook his head slightly, smiled, and said, "After all, you still think that I am not worthy of your sword, do you?"

Zi Han was silent and looked at Wang Xun quietly.

"One move, one move and then I know how big the gap is between us"

Rumble!

When Wang Xun finished speaking, all the spiritual power around him surged, and all the spiritual power of his body converged towards his arms, and one after another spiritual power turned into substance, entangled around his body, at this moment Wang Xun shouted, his footsteps came in the air, and his own momentum was raised to the extreme, and an almost violent spiritual power surged, blasting towards the Zihan Ning Fist.

He didn't use martial arts, because he knew that the Sword Monarch's martial arts were much stronger than him, and he didn't use weapons, because he knew that if the Sword Monarch was also stronger than him, only by shaking it with spiritual power, maybe he could have a slight advantage.

Seeing this, Zi Han floated his hand up, and a series of spiritual power appeared in his palm, and the surrounding spiritual energy was surging towards Zi Han at this time, Wang Xun suddenly frowned, looking at him a little incredulously, the spiritual energy around him was surging towards Zi Han at this time, as if his spiritual power was also faintly uncontrollable and wanted to converge towards Zi Han's palm.

"Ahh

Wang Xun's burst of shouts sounded, echoing in the sky, and countless spiritual powers turned into a huge fist mark and blasted towards Zi Han, and a palpitating feeling emerged.

"Broken"

Zi Han shouted, one after another spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, and slapped it on the top with a fist against the palm print, the powerful spiritual power poured out, and the fist mark cracked inch by inch at this time, and the next moment a roaring sound suddenly sounded, and all the spiritual power was shattered and turned into a storm surging in all directions, and ripples bloomed in the void.

Zi Han took a step back, his fingertips trembled slightly, but Wang Xun's figure exploded, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, a wisp of blood flowed down his arm, dyed his sleeves red, looked up at Zi Han, a wry smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Zi Han, the waste material of the past, today's demon sword king, which one is you?"

Zi Han smiled and said, "Both are me."

"I'm defeated" Wang Xun shook his head slightly, without waiting for Zi Han to respond, he looked at Zi Han but laughed, and jumped straight off the battle platform, with an indescribable ease.

Wow!

"The Sword Monarch has won again, and he defeated the enemy in one move"

"No, it's not a one-move defeat of the enemy, it's just that Wang Xun knows that he is not the enemy of the Sword Monarch after one move, even if he fights to the end, he is still defeated."

"He's fought four times, is he going to defeat all his opponents today?"

Listening to the voice below, Zi Han saw Wang Xun leave, and felt a little emotion in his heart, Wang Xun and Wang Yong could not be compared at all, but he could only smile helplessly, looked up, and looked at the people on the fifth battle platform, he had never seen it but had a sense of familiarity.

The fifth battle platform was suspended in mid-air, and the divine light filled outside, and a delicate man stood with his hands tied, his eyes were still calm, looking at Zi Han's figure on the battle platform, and laughed.

"Qing clan, Qing Wuzhan, why are you laughing" Zi Han asked.

"I laugh at myself, this trip is destined to be fruitless" Qing Wuzhan seemed to be free and easy.

Zi Han chuckled lightly and said, "Previously, did you receive an order from the family to come and kill me?"

"No, the Qing Clan wouldn't be so stupid to issue such an order"

"Why?"

Qing Wuzhan walked towards Zi Han and walked past him, but stopped at Zi Han's side, and said softly, "The absolute god promised to protect my Qing clan once, and the Qing clan will spare no effort to help you, so you won this battle."

Zi Han frowned slightly, and said, "Don't you want to fight with me?"

"I asked myself if I was not much stronger than Wang Xun, since he is not your opponent, why should I struggle, even if I fight to the end, I am afraid that I will not be hurt at all, it is better to have less pain, wouldn't it be better, hahaha"

Qing Wuzhan laughed and left, Zi Han's eyebrows and eyes were a little moved, he stood in place for a long time, he was confident that he could defeat Qing Wuzhan in the face of him, but Qing Wuzhan had already admitted defeat without fighting, which made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"That's it"

Zi Han became a little free, and walked towards the sixth battle platform, and at this moment his pace was very slow, with every step, a wisp of killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the killing intent was very light, but everyone could really feel the determination to kill.

At this time, Qing Wuzhan was standing in the distance, looking up, a girl came and walked to his side, like a person walking out of a painting, her beautiful face was moved, she reached out and gently touched Qing Wuzhan's fingertips, and her eyes were as soft as water.

"Brother, is he really so strong? You are the first day of my Qing clan."

Qing Wuzhan turned his head slowly, the bitterness at the corner of his mouth was still not gone, he reached out and gently rubbed her head, with doting, and said, "Wushuang, then do you think Wang Xun and Zixun are strong enough?"

"I ...... I, I don't know."

Qing Wuzhan shook his head lightly and said, "It's not that you don't know, it's just that you don't want to believe it, no one in the entire imperial dynasty is his opponent, not even Luo Ye."

At this moment, Qing Wushuang's delicate body trembled slightly, and there was a trace of remorse in her eyes, I don't know why, the figure of that young man was engraved on her heart like an imprint at this time, she remembered what she had said that day, in Falling Flower City, but now she regretted it.

The eyes gradually became moist, a tear quietly fell, wetting her green clothes, looking at the young man standing proudly on the battle platform, but it seemed so far away, once upon a time she thought that her husband was such a heroic figure, but everything gradually drifted away, everything was just because of those words.

......

The sixth battle platform, Luo Qianshui.

Zi Han Junyi's face was not shocked, but there was murderous intent surging in his deep eyes, for him, Zi Han could not be indifferent, Zi Xun, Blood Shadow, Luo Qianshui, the three of them almost killed him, Zi Han let Zi Xun go, but he would not let go of Luo Qianshui and Blood Shadow.

At this moment, Luo Qianshui looked at Zi Han, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely solemn, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he looked at Zi Han.

"Should I call you Sword Monarch or Zi Han?"

This sentence is a little inexplicable, but the name of Zihan is a synonym for waste in everyone's hearts, while the name of the Sword Monarch is known as the Heavenly Proud Demon Talent, one heaven and one earth, it seems that it is incomparable and inaccessible.

Zi Leng laughed and said, "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, please feel free, but before that, should His Highness Qianshui give me an explanation?"

"Do you need an explanation?"

"Hehe" Zi Han laughed, and the spiritual power around his body suddenly appeared, and he said in a cold voice, "I almost died under your palm before, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Luo Qianshui's handsome face with a hint of inexplicable smile, looked at the sky, and said a little melancholy, "It turns out that palm almost cost you your life, that's a pity."

Zi Han's gaze looked at Tianyu in the distance, which seemed to have become his habit, but at this moment, Luo Qianshui's gaze suddenly became cloudy, and a palm print slapped towards Zi Han between his floating hands.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Luo Qianshui slapped out a palm, and a palm print transformed by spiritual power slapped towards Zi Han, just when Zi Han was not paying attention, how insidious his shot was, even at this time, he still attacked Zi Han.

Bang!

Zi Han Ning Fist blasted out without any fancy punches, directly on the palm print, the palm print turned into countless points of light and dispersed, at this moment, Luo Qianshui's figure had arrived, and a palm slapped at Zi Han's chest, he wanted to seriously injure Zi Han by surprise.

But he didn't expect that at the moment when the palm print was shattered, Zi Han's figure had already left the place, and the speed was beyond his reach.

Luo Qianshui's palm missed, Zi Han shot out but punched him in the chest, Luo Qianshui snorted and retreated, his handsome face twisted slightly, looking at Zi Han solemnly, his heart was shocked, although he had seen Zi Han's strength before, but his pride made him unwilling to believe it, even now he still didn't believe that Zi Han really had such a powerful combat power.

Luo Qianshui seemed to be crazy, and he shot without scruples, but when Zi Han made a move, he repeatedly shook him back, and the spiritual power around his body continued to emerge and blast away, shaking him to the point of hemoptysis and backwards.

"Impossible, this can't be"

Luo Qianshui roared, and kept rushing towards Zi Han, the two had been fighting for a long time, and hundreds of moves had passed, Zi Han was bathed in blood and fighting, Luo Qianshui was unwilling in his eyes, but he was so pressed by Zi Han that he couldn't raise his head at all, and was completely beaten.

"You are actually a villain with such a heart, and I will abolish your cultivation today as the price for you to hurt me"

Zi Han floated his hand, and with a punch, he blasted Luo Qianshui out again, stretched his body and came to Luo Qianshui like a ghost, and hit his arm with a punch, and suddenly a crisp sound of bones shattering sounded, and Zi Han's eyes were cold and pointed at Luo Qianshui's eyebrows with a backhand.

"Stop"

On the supreme battle platform, an anxious voice sounded, but it was too late at this moment, Zi Han pointed at Luo Qianshui's eyebrows, and a spirit seal was scattered in the air, Zi Han stepped on his body and flew out and fell under the battle platform.

"This, how is this possible, that's the second prince"

"Even the second prince is not his opponent, so ......"

"Is the Sword Monarch really invincible?"

The people below have lost their color, Zi Han has an invincible momentum on his body, a kind of courage can fight the world and the world, and he is unstoppable, his body seems to be shrouded in brilliance, everyone is in awe of this man, his momentum and his combat power are unrivaled.

However, when everyone was amazed, a blood-colored figure quickly escaped from the battle platform, fell straight to the bottom of the battle platform, disappeared in the blink of an eye, disappeared into the crowd, and fled towards the outside of the Divine City.

A pair of eyes are full of incredulity, full of shock, speculating about all this......

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