On the surface of the lake, Han Chuan surfaced, gasping for breath, the injuries in his body were not light, although they were not fatal, but the viscera were damaged, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth, dyeing the lake red. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking up at Han Chen, his eyes were full of fear.

He didn't get close to the battle platform again, but struggled to swim away, he thought of Han Qiu, he didn't want to die yet, now defeated, he just wanted to stay away as soon as possible.

Han Chen didn't look at this.

He killed Han Qiu, just Liwei, he really didn't look down on this Han Chuan, his strength was not even as good as Han Qiu, and he didn't have the idea of killing.

The two swords were sheathed, turned to look around Daming Lake, took a deep breath, and said loudly.

"Han Mou set up the ring to ask for advice, but the two people who came to the stage really disappointed Han!"

Han Chen's words were integrated into the luck method of sound wave gong, and his voice was high-pitched, resounding throughout the world, and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"What a hubroid guy!"

"Although he is arrogant, he has the capital to be arrogant!"

"That's right, with his strength, I'm afraid there are only a few people in my Han clan who can really match it, but I don't know if they will make a move!"

"Let's take a look first!"

Han Chen's tone was not polite, which made many people frown, but although they frowned, they were helpless, Han Chen's strength was obvious to all.

If you want to go to the battlefield and defeat him, you have to weigh yourself, otherwise, you will be like Han Qiu and Han Chuan.

Although Han Chuan is not dead, no one dares to guarantee that he can have such luck as Han Chuan.

There is only one life, Han Qiu is a cruel lesson, once he dies, years of hard work will come to naught, such a result is not acceptable to everyone.

"Three days in the ring. Next, Han will not stay any longer, but whoever steps into the ring, life or death does not matter!"

"If someone can behead Han in the ring, Han has no regrets, but if Han is lucky. Survive, three days later, I hope that you will not trouble Han again, although Han is an abandoned clan of the Han clan, but this Han clan also has a place for me Han!"

Through the battle with Han Chuan, Han Chen was also a little impatient in his heart, his purpose. It was Liwei, and as an abandonment of the Han clan, he completely set foot in the Han clan.

The battle to the death in the ring is his way!

Since these people are still choosing to wait and see, and are unwilling to make a move, he doesn't mind some stimulation.

"Now, can anyone come to the stage to fight?"

The sound is like a tide, rolling and stirring. It is clearly in everyone's ears and lasts for a long time.

"Extraordinary big brother. Shall we not make a move?"

In a pavilion, Han Bufan and a few people were sitting quietly, Han Chuan was already on someone, and he was helped to sit cross-legged on the side, healing, and someone looked at Han Bufan. Asked.

It was Han Bufan who asked Han Chuan to make a move just now, in order to test Han Chen's depth, and when they heard Han Chen's arrogant words at this time, they couldn't help it a little and wanted Han Bufan to make a move.

"There's no need to rush. There are some things that you don't need to do in person, just keep watching, someone will make a move!" Han Bufan smiled faintly and said.

Don't shoot!

Han Bufan didn't plan to make a move, he was a cautious person, and he would never do anything he wasn't sure about.

Hearing this, several young people on the side showed a trace of disappointment in their eyes.

Although Han Chen's strength is very strong, they are very confident in Han Bufan, if Han Bufan makes a move, even if he can't beat Han Chen, he will never be defeated.

It's just that Han Bufan is too cautious, and his purpose is to never make a move if he can solve things that can be solved by other methods, which is a bit like those strategists in the world, but in the world of martial artists, it is really helpless.

However, Han Bufan said so, and they naturally didn't dare to say anything, so they stepped aside and didn't say anything more.

Watch for others.

A pavilion.

"Han Qingshan, this Han Chen has already provoked to this point, can you still endure it? Don't you plan to make a move?" A young man with dark skin and a fierce aura exuded a fierce aura all over his body, raised his eyes to look at the person opposite, and grinned.

Han Qingshan, the fourth-ranked existence of the first vein branch.

The top three figures are now in retreat, and he is now the first person of the younger generation of the first vein branch.

Of course, this matter of entertaining the demons of various ancient sects naturally fell on him.

"Brother Donghuang, what you said is too much to exalt the younger brother, you have also seen the strength of this Han Chen's strength, although the younger brother also has grievances in his heart, but he doesn't want to die yet, so he can only let him provoke!" Looking at the young man, Han Qingshan spread his hands and said helplessly.

The Eastern Emperor, the demonic figure of the Eastern Emperor's body cultivation clan.

"Haha, Brother Qingshan, if you say this, I'm afraid you won't believe it yourself!"

He is very clear about Han Qingshan's strength, although he is not as good as the three people in the first vein, but his strength cannot be underestimated.

Han Chen's strength is extremely strong, but if this Han Qingshan really wants to make a move, he may not be an opponent, and the difference between victory and defeat is at least five or five certain, or even higher.

Han Qingshan smiled faintly and did not answer.

In fact, for this Han Chen, he has a different attitude from the rest of the clan, he doesn't care if Han Chen is the Han clan's abandonment, and he doesn't care if he kills other clansmen.

The branches of the six veins, each based on one side, have long been separated from each other, do they still expect to share the same hatred?

There are millions of people in the Han clan, and a few people have died, and they are not from his lineage, what does it have to do with him?

If it weren't for the fact that a few people have been bored recently, he wouldn't have come over to see the excitement.

As for the shot, he wasn't interested.

"I'm a little interested in this Han Chen!" At this time, beside the two of them, a young man dressed in a black power suit and carrying an ancient knife on his back looked at Han Chen on the battle platform in the center of Daming Lake, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

"Oh, Brother Song wants to make a move?"

Hearing this, the two looked at the young man, and Han Qingshan said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yidao, the demonic figure of the younger generation of the Northern Wilderness Sword Sect, can be said to be the pinnacle of his attainments in sword cultivation, and he is not inferior to being called a grandmaster figure.

This person is the same as the Eastern Emperor, he is a good existence in his vein, and this time he came with the elders of the clan, and he entertained him.

"Sword cultivation genius to sword cultivation genius, interesting and interesting!" Dong Huangzhi grinned and clapped his hands.

"Brother Qingshan, can you warm a pot of wine for me?" raised his hand and grabbed the wine glass on the table, raised his neck and drank it all, then got up and stood up, looking at Han Qingshan.

"Is a pillar of incense enough?" Han Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he nodded and smiled.

"That's enough!"

The voice fell, Song Yidao stepped on his footsteps, his body was like a streamer, and he flew away, stepping on the water waves, and a peerless edge rose from his body, cut through the void, and rushed towards the center of Daming Lake.

(To be continued.) )