Zhou Chen had a serious face and walked towards Elder Lu.

"Wait."

Zhou Chen looked back at Xing Wutian, secretly happy in his heart.

Xing Wutian's face was gloomy and he said, "As you wish!" ”

It's not that he was afraid of Zhou Chen, and he was forced to stand up for life and death before he got angry, but that this rhythm was handled by Zhou Chen, which made him very unhappy.

"That, Elder Lu, I have to trouble you..."Zhou Chen smiled, looking innocent.

Elder Lu was completely speechless to Zhou Chen, although the sect hoped that the disciples would come out of the fight, but this Zhou Chen had been killing the potential disciples they were optimistic about, but it was not good to deny it at the moment of tens of thousands of disciples, and yesterday he also said that he respected the thoughts of the disciples, and Elder Lin would also have opinions.

Therefore, as long as there is a first time for this kind of thing, there will be countless times in the future, and at this time, Elder Lu regrets his decision yesterday a little.

Elder Lu's face was gloomy, and he once again helped Zhou Chen set up a life and death certificate.

Tens of thousands of disciples in the audience were completely stunned by Zhou Chen's operation? Why did you set up another life and death statement, and this is not yet open to set up two life and death letters first.

Is this Zhou Chen self-defeating or a murderous maniac? Tynyima can make it.

Zhou Lianyi and the three of them all supported their foreheads, and they really convinced him.

Elder Lu raised a large isolation array in the ring under Zhou Chen's soft grinding and hard bubbles.

Xing Wutian and Zhou Chen stood in the ring, both of them staring at each other.

"Zhou Chen, now you still have a chance, as long as you take out the thing I want, I will immediately admit defeat and leave."

Xing Wutian said very seriously this time, because he felt that Zhou Chen was bluffing, and now it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he was giving him a chance.

"You give me what I want, and I'll go down too." Zhou Chen waved his hand and grinned.

"What do you want from me?" Xing Wutian said.

"I want your life!"

"I don't know what is alive or dead." Xing Wutian was completely annoyed by Zhou Chen, and a powerful innate realm ninefold spiritual power momentum erupted from his body.

Zhou Chen didn't dare to slack off, this time he didn't hide his strength, and the momentum of the eightfold innate realm burst out.

"This is the confidence to give you a life and death situation? Is there a difference between the eightfold and the sevenfold, and it is still hidden, do you want to laugh at labor and capital? Xing Wutian laughed angrily.

Zhou Chen didn't say much, yesterday's battle was all devastating, which made him feel that it was not good for him at all, and this time he planned to use Xing Wutian to hone himself. Knowing Zhou Chen's thoughts, Xing Wutian didn't know what his expression would be.

Zhou Chen's spiritual power exploded, the ring cracked under his feet, and he suddenly rushed out, and his unpretentious punch slammed into Xing Wutian.

Xing Wutian didn't hesitate, one punch bombarded, the two fists collided, and a huge explosion broke out, and the spiritual power fluctuations formed a circle of ripples and rushed out in all directions.

As soon as the two sides touched, Xing Wutian's palms trembled slightly, his expression was solemn, and he thought in his heart: "How can the eightfold innate realm have such profound spiritual power, and how can that physical body be so hard, just now it was like hitting an iron plate." ”

Zhou Chen put his hands behind his back, his expression was solemn, and he pretended to cover up his injuries, but in fact, he didn't have anything to do. Just now, he burst out with all his spiritual power, but in the moment of the battle, he withdrew two percent of his strength.

He felt that this strength was enough, and he didn't want to expose his strength so early, and bursting Xing Wutian's palm with one punch would scare Zhao Wuji away.

The two on the field looked to be of equal strength, Zhou Chen continued to swing his fists, and Xing Wutian did not reserve, the two sides had fought for a hundred rounds, the two of them became more and more courageous, the fist-to-flesh battle, the blood of the people watching was boiling, tens of thousands of disciples on the field shouted loudly, and the three of Zhou Lianyi clenched their fists even more.

Both sides use the general boxing skills that the outer disciples will learn, a yellow-level middle-grade boxing "Xuantong Boxing", Zhou Chen is already familiar with this boxing, has been completed, and can fight freely, in fact, he usually has no other combat skills to practice.

Xing Wutian is not, Xuantong Boxing is obviously not as skilled as Zhou Chen, after a hundred rounds between the two sides, Xing Wutian became more and more difficult and began to be suppressed by Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen is fighting faster and faster, and the more fierce he becomes.

After about three hundred rounds of fighting, Zhou Chen smashed Xing Wutian in the chest with a punch, and the strong fist force smashed Xing Wutian dozens of feet away, dragging a deep trace on the ground.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

Xing Wutian knelt on one knee, coughing violently, blood slowly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, his brows were deeply furrowed, staring at Zhou Chen, at this moment his heart fluctuated violently, and he found that he was helpless against Zhou Chen, and even fell behind.

Zhou Chen looked at him with a relaxed face, with a playful smile on his face, the hearty battle just now made him feel comfortable all over, and Xuantong Quan seemed to be a little sophisticated, he just wanted Xing Wutian to see his strength clearly, so that he felt pressure in his heart.

Xing Wutian stood up, and a Xuan-rank low-grade knife appeared in his hand, the blade of which was silver and white, glowing with a faint silver light.

"You've succeeded in me off." Xing Wutian glared at Zhou Chen angrily and said.

"Oh? Take a knife and think you're a knife repairer? Scare me? Zhou Chen said with a disdainful expression.

A horse chopping knife suddenly appeared in Zhou Chen's hand, and he smiled and said, "It just so happens that I also have one." ”

This horse chopping knife is a high-grade treasure knife of the Yellow Order, which was brought out from the Zhou family when Zhou Chen left Qingyang City, the decline of the Zhou family has been a bit serious over the years, the family's savings have been exhausted, and Zhou Chen does not want to burden the family.

Generally, the Xuan-level knife costs thousands of spirit stones, which is also a large expense for the current Zhou family, and the high-grade knife of the Yellow Rank is already the best knife in the Zhou family's treasury.

The two of them stood with their swords, Xing Wutian jumped forward, and his powerful spiritual power blessed the blade, and he slashed down suddenly, and a silver sword slashed towards Zhou Chen.

"Ground Split!"

A silver sword slashed towards Zhou Chen.

"Flame Blade!"

The horse chopping knife in Zhou Chen's hand appeared with billowing red flames, which were magnificent, and a knife slashed forward, and the red flames burst out.

Bang!

A loud bang erupted in the field, and a bloody canopy appeared in the air.

Yes!

The screams resounded throughout the martial arts field, only to see Xing Wutian's entire right arm disappearing, all of them were blown up from the root, and the minced flesh at the incision was scorched black by the flames, he pressed the wound on his right arm, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he was constantly sweating on his forehead, staring at Zhou Chen fiercely, his eyes were complicated, and various emotions of fear, unwillingness, and hatred were intertwined, and he retreated unconsciously under his feet.

Zhou Chen looked at him calmly, and slowly approached, his eyes were full of indifference, and he didn't have any mercy towards Xing Wutian.

Xing Wutian glared at Zhou Chen angrily, although he was terrified in his heart, his hatred for Zhou Chen was even deeper, making him beg Zhou Chen for mercy, he would rather die.

At this moment, he still didn't understand why he lost to Zhou Chen, it had been nearly a year since he broke through to the ninth level of the innate realm, the realm was stable, and his spiritual power was strong, and Zhou Chen was only born fourfold some time ago, although he didn't know why he suddenly became eightfold, but it was impossible to be stronger than him.

"Ah, Zhou Chen, I want you dead!" Xing Wutian was wearing a cloak at this time, blood was hanging from his mouth, his right hand was empty, and the last spiritual power of his body burst out and rushed towards Zhou Chen, and his left hand swung out with a fist.

Zhou Chen looked at this scene indifferently, and the horse chopping knife in his hand slashed out again, and a sharp knife flashed.

Xing Wutian's body froze there, his eyes were round, his eyes were blank, and he looked at Zhou Chen incredulously, and a bloody mark appeared on his neck.

"Ahem..."

Xing Wutian desperately pressed his neck with his only hand, blood kept coming out of his neck, and even if he was given ten hands, he couldn't hold it down.

After a few breaths, Xing Wutian knelt down on his legs, unable to cover his neck anymore, and his head fell from the strength of his neck.

Xing Wutian, pawn!

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