Seeing that the person who could do it turned out to be Han Chen, Xue Wuxian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart in his chest also fell, and then he looked at Zhan Linglong not far away, a strong look of jealousy appeared on his face, and he said softly.

"Han Chen, this guy's strength is terrifying!"

"Well, I know!" Han Chen nodded lightly, "Your injuries are not light, first retreat and lower your breath, leave it to me here!"

"Then be careful yourself!" Xue Wuxian gritted his teeth, then nodded and stepped aside.

Defeated by Zhan Linglong, Xue Wuxian was not surprised, after all, this was not the Chaotic Wind Domain, and the young generation of geniuses who came this time was not just a domain.

As Zhan Linglong said, although he is the top genius of the younger generation, there are also strong and weak differences.

It's just that the other party only made three moves, and he made himself powerless, but it made him feel a little unacceptable!

But no matter how hard it is to accept, there is no way, because this is the truth.

Flipping his hand, he took out two healing pills from the empty ring and swallowed them, and then Xue Wuxian didn't pay much attention to it, letting the medicinal power emanate in his body, his eyes staring at the battle Linglong.

He didn't know what level Han Chen's strength had reached, he only knew that the terrifying half-step Sword Emperor who was strong in the eyes of ordinary people was not a threat to Han Chen at all.

He still clearly remembers the scene of killing the barbarian man within ten moves that day.

Tong Guò fought several moves before, and he also deeply felt the terrifying strength of this battle, at least it was also a half-step Sword Emperor Realm, but was its true strength really only a half-step Sword Emperor Realm?

He didn't know either, because he didn't have the qualifications to force him to play with all his might.

Now the two are about to fight. Naturally, he couldn't let himself sink into healing and miss it.

As for the other warriors, they also thought the same way at this time.

"Which of the two of them will win?"

"It should be Zhan Linglong, even Xue Wuxian can't stop him from three moves, it's too strong!"

"I think Han Chen should win, don't forget, the Jin Yan Sect was destroyed half a year ago because of him!"

Zhan Linglong's strength, they have seen it just now, the strength is terrifying, and it should not be the strength that the younger generation should have at all.

As for Han Chen. Although everyone still doesn't know what its strength is. But the shadow of the famous tree, the fall of Luo Yancang half a year ago, and the fall of Jin Yanzong all have the most direct relationship with Han Chen. Who would dare to underestimate it?

And it is reported. Before. There was a half-step Sword Emperor who shot at Han Chen, but was killed by Han Chen, and one of them fought. It's not even ten moves.

Although everyone had never seen it with their own eyes because they came last, there was no doubt that Han Chen's strength was covered with a layer of more mystery.

"Han Chen, do you want to stop me?" staring at Han Chen, Zhan Linglong's feminine eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark eyes flashed with a thick evil aura, and he said coldly.

If it weren't for his keen perception and not slow speed, that sword would have been enough to kill him.

"If you leave on your own, you can do it too!"

The cyan light shone, the green luan's wings dissipated, Han Chen landed steadily on the ground, raised his hand and pulled out the dragon sword beside him that had nearly half of the sword body inserted into the ground, pointed obliquely at the ground, and said lightly.

"I can not kill you!"

"Hahaha" Hearing Han Chen's words, Zhan Linglong raised his head and laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, his eyes looked at Han Chen, his scarlet tongue licked his lips, revealing a sinister smile, "Han Chen, I heard your rumors before, I thought you were an opponent who was enough for me to shoot with all my might, but now it seems that you are just an arrogant person who thinks he has some strength, so he is arrogant!"

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

The moment the voice fell, Zhan Linglong moved.

I saw him step forward with the soles of his feet, his figure became illusory, the red shadow flashed, and Zhan Linglong instantly appeared in front of Han Chen.

"Streamer Cut!"

In the feminine eyes, the long-standing evil qi burst out, and with a lift of the arm, the slender blood-colored long knife pulled out a slender arc from the bottom left to the top right, but it was sharp.

"It's a good speed"

His eyes flashed slightly, and Han Chen showed a trace of surprise in his heart, since he had cultivated so far, among the martial artists he had come into contact with, Nangong Xingchen was the fastest, whether it was the speed of his body, or the speed of drawing and drawing his sword, he was impeccable, and the speed was amazing.

Compared with Nangong Xingchen, the speed of this battle is even faster, at least more than a few percent. At this time, if Nangong Xingchen is replaced, I am afraid that he will not even have time to pull out the sword from the sheath.

Although there were many thoughts in his heart, the movements in Han Chen's hands were not slow at all.

As soon as the arm was raised, the Dragon Sword was raised slightly, and the dark golden sword blade burst out with endless edges, slashing down.

"Cut the mountain!"

Clang!

The swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye, centered on the two of them, spread out in all directions.

The terrifying strength swung away, Zhan Linglong only felt that his arm was numb, his complexion changed slightly, he stepped on his feet, and quickly retreated backwards.

"It's so strong, my Blood Cloud True Yuan can't resist it, and it was shocked and collapsed in an instant!" Raising his head and looking at Han Chen, who also retreated a few steps back, a trace of solemnity appeared in Zhan Linglong's eyes.

Although it is only a hand-to-hand move, it is enough to attract attention.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the top genius of the younger generation, and with that sword just now, Cheng Dù, who has already reached the stage of a half-step sword queen!" The strength was removed, and Han Chen's eyes also showed a hint of surprise.

The strong wind dissipated, the two raised their eyes, looked at each other, and they could clearly feel the rapidly rising battle intent in each other's eyes!

Warriors are belligerent, especially those who are talented in the younger generation, and their hearts are high-spirited, even more so, if they can find someone with similar strength among their peers, a battle is inevitable.

Only by dividing the winner and defeat, can it be considered hearty!

This is also the reason why Xue Wuxian had no trace before, knowing in his heart that he might not be able to win the battle Linglong, but he still chose to fight.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

With a burst of cheers, amazing battle intent erupted from the two of them. In the raging wind, the figures of the two flashed and rushed towards each other in an instant.

"Streamer Falls!"

"Qianhan!"

The sword light was cold, like a waterfall hanging high, frantically tearing the air.

The sword light is like a flood, swaying naturally, and bursting with endless edges.

Bell, bell, bell

The sound of the fine iron clashing, like rain hitting the plantain, resounded continuously, dazzling sparks. It's more like a 100-day meteor. Flickering incessantly.

"It's a good speed"

"It's so fast, I can't see the movements of these two people clearly!"

"It's terrible, the strength of these two people shouldn't be what the younger generation should have at all!"

Looking at the bluestone slab, the two people who were fighting. The warriors around you. His face was full of disbelief.

It's not just them. Even the snow at this time is full of sluggishness.

Fast, Han Chen and Zhan Linglong's speed. It's just too fast.

I saw that at this time, in the battle circle, there were more than 20 figures, changing and staggering, swinging swords.

This is not because other martial artists have intervened, but because Han Chen and Zhan Linglong's speed is too fast, so they manifest and have not yet dissipated afterimages.

In terms of speed, Zhan Linglong is the fastest of the young generation of martial artists that Han Chen has seen since he cultivated. It's just that the battle is fast, but Han Chen is not slow.

The Phantom Step had already been comprehended by Han Chen's comprehension in the 100,000 mountains before, and it had reached the realm of perfection, and if it was used to the limit, the speed would be amazing.

It can leave fourteen afterimages without dispersing, and even more can linger its own breath, which has a strong ability to disrupt the opponent's sight. It is not inferior to Zhan Linglong.

Of course, if you have the speed of your body, you may not be the opponent of Zhan Linglong, after all, the speed of Zhan Linglong is not only reflected in the body method, but also in the speed of the knife.

And the reason why Han Chen was able to keep up with Zhan Linglong's sword speed, or even equal to it, was not only because of his nearly a million catties of strong physical strength, but more importantly, he had already comprehended the weight and weight to the consummation realm.

In the middle of the shot, not only is the speed faster than lightning, but in terms of strength, it is not weak, and even like a mountain peak, it is extremely heavy.

In the blink of an eye, one hundred and fifty moves later.

Clang!

Sparks exploded, an ear-shattering roar rang out, and a terrible shockwave raged from the battle circle, and everywhere it passed, the ground cracked and rubble splattered.

Whoosh!

The two figures flashed in the dust, and quickly stepped back.

"Damn, this guy has even comprehended the consummation realm with ease!" After a few heavy breaths, Zhan Linglong calmed down, raised his eyes, and looked at the figure not far away from him through the dust, his feminine face showed a trace of jealousy.

The reason why his speed is so fast is not only that the "Flowing Light Blood Cloud Knife Technique" is a knife technique that focuses on speed, but also because he has comprehended the weight and severity to the realm of perfection.

It's just that he didn't expect that this Han Chen would also comprehend the consummation realm with ease and ease, and he was not inferior to him in terms of speed.

If that's all, the most hateful thing is that this guy is still cultivating both inside and outside, and his physical strength is amazing, he is simply a humanoid demonic beast. Especially after the increase in the realm of light and weight, it is even more terrifying.

After only a hundred moves, he felt that his arm had become a little numb.

"You can't spend it with this kid, otherwise it will only be a lose-lose situation, and then it will be cheaper for others!"

Although Han Chen's strength was unexpectedly strong, he was confident that if he continued to fight, even if he couldn't win, he would never be defeated!

It's just that at this time, he is in the secret treasure of Tianzun, but it is not the time to fight to the death.

With this in mind, Zhan Linglong didn't hesitate any longer, raised his hand and flipped it, and the blood-colored long knife was put into the sheath, then turned around, and his body unfolded, like a floating light, and quickly left.

He didn't look at Xue Wuxian again, although the Enlightenment Pill was precious, but for him at this time, it was not of much use, after all, he still comprehended the artistic conception, even if he got it, it was useless.

What's more, with his status in the sect, one or two Enlightenment Pills would not be difficult for him.

It's just a pity, if Zhan Linglong knew that Han Chen, who was holding a single sword and fighting on an equal footing with him from beginning to end, still hid a dual sword technique that could instantly increase fifty percent of his strength, what would he think!

If so, he knew that in fact, Han Chen was not self-conscious, but had already broken through and stepped into that realm of artistic conception, would he still be so confident? (To be continued......)

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