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Guess Han Chen's identity!

Although on the surface, Han Chen is a disciple of the Dongling Academy and is from Dongzhou, but is it really just that?

They didn't think that Han Chen, who had such strength and such a background, would not have any background.

It's just speculation after all, it's just speculation, there is no confirmation, it can't explain anything at all, the ten elders can only give up, look up at the battle platform, want to see, this battle, what the next situation will be!

Not only them, but everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the two people on the battle stage at this time.

Han Qing's strength, undoubtedly, is simply outrageously strong, and in the face of Han Chen's many hole cards before, he easily dealt with it, gained the upper hand, and suppressed it steadily.

But at this time, Han Chen's strength has improved again, and the magnitude of the increase is really shocking.

In such a situation, what should be the outcome of this battle?

Battle Table!

"Watch out, I'm going to make a move!"

Looking at Han Qing, Han Chen said softly, and then stepped on it, the blue-black wind lingered, the true intent of the fast was added, the speed reached a terrifying situation, in a flash, it disappeared in an instant, and when it appeared again, it was already in front of Han Qing, and the sword light broke through the air, tearing everything and crushing down.

Han Qing's face was solemn, such a situation was indeed beyond her expectations, Han Chen, who was in the middle realm of the Eight-Star Sword Venerable, made her feel a strong sense of oppression, especially the crimson sword in his hand, which made her feel a strong sense of crisis.

Swish!

With a flash of his body, the ancient sword slashed through the air, the two swords collided, and the terrifying shock wave exploded, Han Qing's figure flashed, and he quickly exploded backwards.

"Slash me!"

Han Chen's long hair danced wildly. The dark eyes were as bright as the stars, and the shock wave hit the body, but he stood still, shouted loudly in his mouth, stepped forward, and caught up in an instant. Mo Han's sword was raised high, and the nine-inch slash style bombarded out.

Clang!

Han Qing resisted with a sword, and in the flying sparks, it collapsed, and then the edge moved wildly, and the sword style spread out, attacking towards Han Chen.

Although Han Chen's cultivation skyrocketed, giving her a strong sense of oppression, it didn't mean that she didn't have the power to fight back.

As a member of the Han family. Han Cang's top ten demonic geniuses in this vein, her strength is absolutely unimaginable.

Whew...

With the swing of the sword, the void was torn apart, like mercury pouring on the ground, completely enveloping the entire space, leaving no dead ends.

"Blood slashes the heavens!"

However, in this regard, Han Chen did not back down at all. A strange red glow flashed from his eyes. With a light shout, the blood sword of the emperor in his right hand slashed out, and one after another blood-colored sword rays slashed out, and in an instant, swept the heavens and the earth. Han Qing's offensive was simply impossible to resist, and it was completely destroyed.

The strong posture made Han Qing's eyes stiff!

Originally. When he left Dongling Academy and went to the Peerless Domain, he was chased and killed by the powerhouses of the Thousand Slaughter Pavilion, and when facing the Blood Shadow Ancestor, the Emperor Blood Sword Spirit had come to his aid, and it was this style that was performed.

However, Han Chen's strength was not strong at that time, but it was just a sword sect, even if the hole cards were fully used, his cultivation was only promoted to the nine-star sword sect.

But even so, at that time, in the face of the Blood Shadow Ancestor who had cultivated to the Six-Star Sword Venerable Realm, he was still not inferior, and his strength could be seen.

Of course, at this time, Han Chen performed this style, not because the Emperor Blood Sword Spirit would help again, but because with Han Chen's current strength, he already had the qualifications to use the Emperor Blood Sword.

The moment he pulled out the Emperor Blood Sword before, the Emperor Blood Sword Spirit passed this step of the sword technique secret book to Han Chen's mind.

The secret book of swordsmanship is nameless, it is created by the emperor's blood sword spirit itself, there are nine styles, in terms of grade, it can be ranked as the third grade of the heavenly rank, and it is the first style that has just been cast.

"Blood stains the heavens!"

Han Chen's offensive did not stop, and the Emperor Blood Sword slashed across the air again, and the blood-colored edge, like the collapse of the heavenly river, covered the sky, and shrouded towards Han Qing.

"Futu one-style, empty!"

Han Qing's body retreated sharply, his eyes were cold, the ancient sword was in his hand, and he slashed across the air, there was no monstrous sword light, no violent energy, just a simple single sword.

The feeling of palpitations climbed into people's hearts again.

Rumble!!

The roar of the ear explosion sounded from the battle platform, and the terrifying sword qi torrent swept into the sky, turning into a storm of sword qi and roaring wildly.

The sword boy and the sword boy in the sky who were weak in the sky turned pale in an instant.

Just one hard aftermath had already made them feel the aura of destruction, terrifying!

"The sea of blood is boundless!"

The aura on Han Chen's body became stronger and stronger, the Mo Han Sword had been put away, only the Emperor Blood Sword was in his hand, at this moment, the domineering of the Emperor Blood Sword was fully displayed, although the dual sword technique was extraordinary, it was already useless.

The monstrous blood-colored sword qi bombarded again, and the momentum that even the heavens and the earth were overshadowed made Han Qing's pupils shrink suddenly.

"Futu two style, slash!"

It's still a simple sword, and the breath is not obvious, but this time, the momentum is even more terrifying than the previous sword.

Chop, indestructible, indestructible!

Thundered...

The three-thousand-zhang battle platform shook violently, and pieces of broken stone burst out, like meteors, with endless edges, shooting towards the crowd in the stands.

The battle platform can block the blow of the Nine-Star Sword Venerable, and it will not be destroyed. But that doesn't mean you won't be damaged.

Especially at this time, Han Chen's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Eight-Star Sword Venerable, and he was not far from the Nine-Star, and Han Qing was also a demonic genius who could fight beyond several realms.

The two of them collided hard again at this time, and the power that erupted, even if it was not comparable to the powerhouse of the Nine-Star Sword Venerable, was almost the same.

The ten elders of the Forbidden Heavenly City moved quickly, swaying with all their strength, completely blocking the aftermath of the battle and avoiding the damage of the crowd, but when they looked at the battle platform, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Good guy, the battle platform of three thousand zhang, at this time, in the center, there was a huge pit with the size of five hundred zhang, dozens of meters deep, and there was an endless roar in it, Han Chen and Han Qing were fighting fiercely in it.

"Blood!"

"Futu Three Styles, Silence!"

The voices of the two came out of the hole, and then there was an even more violent roaring explosion, 'click', and the three-thousand-zhang battle platform, from dozens of meters, suddenly burst, and then exploded.

Rubble was splashed everywhere, smoke and dust were filled, and the entire battle platform was cut off by dozens of meters, from the original 100 meters, it was suddenly half shorter.

Whoosh!

In the midst of one dull gaze, Han Chen and Han Qing rushed out and stepped on the battle platform, standing thousands of feet apart.

The wind swept and the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, and the figures of the two were completely revealed.

Han Qing's face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with red blood, obviously the injury was not light.

She raised her head and looked at Han Chen, who was a little embarrassed but still strong and strong, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure and took a deep breath.

"I lost this battle!" (To be continued.) )