At this time, all the warriors in the field had not yet recovered from Luo Shengtian's defeat.

After all, no one expected that Luo Shengtian, who was in the middle realm of the two-star Sword King, would be blasted out without even catching ten moves, no, even five moves, in Han Chen's hands.

Now hearing Han Chen's words, all of a sudden, everyone was awakened, and they immediately took a breath of cool air.

Mad!

It's crazy!

No one thought that Han Chen would choose to fight five times in a row.

After all, this is very risky, and if you are not extremely confident in your own strength, you will never do this.

"It's kind of interesting!" Qianshan Wudao straightened up slightly, and his face showed a hint of interest.

Not only him, but the other ten people also looked at Han Chen at this time.

"I'm here to challenge!"

Not long after Han Chen's voice fell, a person jumped up.

Han Chen looked up, but it was a young man in a yellow power suit, who looked like he was in his thirties, but since he dared to appear here, it was obvious that he was not more than thirty years old.

"Ah, I remember, he, like Luo Shengtian before, was also eliminated on the first day of the preliminary competition, when he encountered a hundred miles and a thousand years old!"

"When you say that, I remember. Looking at the outfit on his body, he should be a disciple of the Flying Sword Sect!"

"Flying Sword Sect, that seems to be a seventh-rank mid-level sect!" someone said in astonishment.

"What's all the fuss, aren't people already eliminated? Did you make it to the finals?"

"That's just as well!"

There was a lot of noise in the stands, and the warriors were talking. In this regard, this young man in yellow clothes looked calm and did not change in the slightest.

He took a few steps forward, stopped ten zhang in front of Han Chen, raised his hand and took out a sheathed long sword from the air, and made a sword salute at Han Chen.

"Flying Sword Sect, Zhao Chong, please advise!"

Han Chen returned a sword salute. Said lightly: "Let's make a move!"

"Beware!"

Hear Han Chen's words. Zhao Chong was not polite, his arms were the same, he drew his sword out of the sheath, and his steps were mentioned. When the body is exploding. A sword slashed out in the air.

Thick sword aura. Cut through the air and struck towards Han Chen.

Han Chen's face was calm, and his arm was raised. The long sword was raised, without the slightest fluctuation of the true yuan, and with the strength of the flesh alone, the sword qi was split in half, turning into a fierce wind, and it rolled out.

Seeing that Han Chen broke through the sword qi so lightly, Zhao Chong was not the slightest surprise, Han Chen was able to advance to the top ten, and it was only a few moves, and it was no accident that he easily defeated Luo Shengtian, if it was an ordinary move, he wanted to take advantage, then it was really whimsical.

The toe touched the ground, the speed increased by a few points again, and a sword crossed the air, smashing the swept wind, and then the body jumped, the long sword was raised high, and it slashed down.

Clang!

Although this sword was amazingly powerful, it was easily blocked by Han Chen's sword.

Zhao Chong's reaction was very fast, and without waiting for Han Chen to change his moves, with the power of the countershock, his body jumped directly into the air.

"It's raining down!"

Zhao Chong jumped thirty zhang, his strength dissipated, he turned his body, and swooped down with his head and feet, his wrist trembled, and between the sword light, nearly a hundred sword qi were splashed, and he swept towards Han Chen with the momentum of a violent storm.

Feeling the power exuded by Zhao Chong's sword momentum, Han Chen's eyes showed a hint of interest.

This Zhao Chong's cultivation is slightly inferior to that Luo Shengtian, and he is in the early realm of the two-star Sword King, but when it comes to the true yuan condensation Cheng Dù, Luo Shengtian is not as good as this Zhao Chong.

Therefore, although his cultivation is slightly inferior, his strength is far from being comparable to Luo Shengtian.

Han Chen didn't slack off in the slightest, as soon as the long sword was flicked, the cold air spread out, and the white mist emerged, and with the swing of the long sword, it rushed into the sky.

But it's the third type of mystical sword style, water cold!

The speed of the white mist was extremely fast, and in just a moment, it completely enveloped the nearly 100 sword qi.

Click, click

As the white mist soared into the sky, all the sword qi that was shrouded in it collapsed and shattered.

"It's so amazingly cold, you can't shake it!" Zhao Chong's face was shocked, and he forcibly twisted his waist and hips, but he actually moved a few meters sideways in the air, dodging the white mist that rushed up into the sky.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a figure jumped into the air and rushed towards him.

Chop the mountain!

Although this Zhao Chong's strength is good, for Han Chen, it is only a little good. After all, whether it is background or strength, it cannot be compared with the nine disciples such as Nangong Xingchen, so there is no need to waste time at all.

The true element in the body was rolling, and the majestic physical power was surging, quickly converging, and perfectly fused together.

The snow-bright long sword exuded a fierce aura, and the edge was unforged.

Swish!

The long sword was raised high, and with momentum, it slashed hard.

At this time, Zhao Chong was in the air, and there was nowhere to dodge, and he couldn't even raise his sword to meet him.

After all, like Lei Lingyun and Luo Rulie, the skills of fighting people in the air by borrowing strength are not something that anyone can do.

In desperation, Zhao Chong could only resist with a horizontal sword.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, the sound filled the ears, and even burst out dazzling sparks.

Zhao Chong's face turned pale in an instant, and his body was like a meteorite, falling towards it at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that he was about to smash directly to the ground, Zhao Chong bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly lifted a mouthful of True Yuan, turned around and slashed out several sword qi towards the martial fighting platform, unloading the powerful momentum, and then stabilized his body and fell to the ground.

Then he didn't hesitate at all, his toes connected with the ground, and he exploded backwards with great speed.

After these few moves, he had already deeply felt how strong Han Chen's strength was. At this time, the qi and blood in his body were surging, and his five organs were even more shocked and injured, so he had to pull the distance away, delay for a few breaths, and relieve this breath.

Zhao Chong retreated, but the speed was extremely fast, just in the blink of an eye. That's thirty or forty feet.

It's just that the next moment, his pupils shrank fiercely, and his body froze suddenly.

Because I don't know when, a cold sword blade was on his neck.

Zhao Chong turned around slowly, the owner of the long sword was none other than Han Chen.

"I'm defeated!"

Zhao Chong smiled bitterly, other people's swords were already on his neck, how could he fight, so he simply admitted defeat.

Hearing this, Han Chen smiled slightly. Raise your arm. Put the sword into the sheath and say, "Accept it!"

"If you lose, you lose, there's nothing to admit or not to concede!" Zhao Chong shook his head and didn't say anything more. directly turned around and retreated from the martial arts platform.

Looked at. Han Chen didn't care either. Turning to look around at the stands, he said loudly, "But there are still challenges?"

The sound was rolling and reaching everyone's ears.

Despite two consecutive fights. But Han Chen's strength didn't consume much, after all, he cultivated both inside and outside, and his super combat endurance was not simply talking.

just listened to Han Chen's words, but no one in the stands around him made a sound.

"This kid is really arrogant!" In a corner of the stands, Yang Wuji looked at Han Chen and gritted his teeth.

The injuries on his body, under the treatment of the sect, have healed in just one day. It's just that although the injuries on his body have healed, the anger in his heart has not subsided.

Especially when he learned that Lei Lingyun and Luo Rulie were tied for promotion, the anger in his heart was even stronger, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Today is a three-day challenge period, and he rushed over to avenge the 'revenge of one arrow' that day, so he came to challenge.

But he didn't expect that this Han Chen would decide to fight five games in a row, not to mention delaying his time, the madness he showed was really hateful.

"What does he have to do with us, our target is only Luo Rulie and the others, don't pay attention to the rest!" next to him, Mu Shaobai said.

"Hmph, let's see how long he can be arrogant!" Yang Wuji snorted coldly.

In fact, there is no need for Mu Shaobai to say that he will not do it. Not only because Han Chen was not the target of the two, but also because he was not sure.

Han Chen's strength was completely disproportionate to his age, he was simply a demon, he was not sure that he could defeat Han Chen.

At this time, in addition to the two Yang Wuji, there were also some martial artists who were also extremely unpleasant to Han Chen and were full of jealousy.

It's just that because of his strength, he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Han Chen stood on the martial arts platform, his long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, his eyes slightly jawed, and waited quietly.

Han Chen's wait is the time for a stick of incense.

"I don't know, if my challenge today is over!" Han Chen opened his eyes and turned to look at the Meteorite Pavilion and the other elders not far away.

Today, the elders of the God Refining Sect did not come, and the challenge competition was in charge of the Meteorite Pavilion.

"But there are still challenges?" said the Meteorite Pavilion elder in a loud voice.

In fact, the challenge of these three days is just a formality, giving an extra chance to those warriors who are only one or two moves short, or only one line away, and are sorry to lose.

I don't expect many people to stand up and really take on the challenge.

It's like there is no god, and when you poke it at the martial arts arena, absolutely no one dares to challenge it, so in this case, do you want to stay for a day? Naturally, it is impossible.

If there is no one to challenge after a stick of incense, the challenge is over. But now Han Chen is fighting five games in a row in the form of an individual. So this time of incense can only be regarded as his own.

The warriors in the stands around were also constantly looking around, wanting to see if there were any strong men who were willing to come on stage to challenge.

But in the end, it was disappointing, and no one stood up again.

In fact, it makes sense.

Originally, Han Chen defeated Nangong Xingchen and advanced to the top ten, and the strength he showed was already extremely strong. And just after two battles in a row, the opponents were all two-star Sword King Realm, but when he was injured, he was defeated in just a few moves.

Amazingly powerful!

In this case, unless it is an arrogant person like Luo Shengtian, no one will definitely be stupid enough to challenge again.

Seeing that no one was challenged, the elder of the Falling Star Pavilion nodded to Han Chen and said.

"Your challenge for today is over!" (To be continued......)