In the lobby with huge space, it was quiet, and there was no sound on the floor, silent.

Drip it, drop it

Drops of crimson blood slowly slid down the heavy silver blade, dripped down the tip of the sword, and landed on the floor, making a faint sound.

Han Chen's face was indifferent and cold, his arm shook, Shen Xing's sword hummed slightly, and the blood on the sword body was instantly scattered and fell, and then with a twist of his wrist, he made a 'choking' sound and returned the sword into the sheath.

Then he didn't look back, and strode straight down the platform.

"Ah my hands, my hands"

At this time, a heart-rending scream resounded from the high platform.

Hearing this terrible scream, the people in the lobby and on the floor woke up and looked at the figures on the high platform one by one.

"Hiss" The next moment, the sound of gasping cold air came out of the crowd.

The martial artists on the floor, whether they were loose cultivators or sect disciples, were all full of shock, even the four Liu Wuyin on the fifth floor, their faces couldn't help but show surprise at this time.

I saw that on the high platform, He Lianfeng fell to the ground with his left hand and his arm and kept rolling, his face was pale without a trace of blood, but it was full of endless hideousness, his mouth opened, and he let out a burst of my terrible howl.

A piece of his right arm fell alone not far from him, and his crooked five fingers were still tightly grasping a broken sword.

That's Helian Feng's right arm!

After a few breaths, people came to their senses from this scene. Immediately, his eyes turned in unison, and he landed on Han Chen, who did not stop at all, and walked straight towards Huang Qiulong, ready to receive the lottery head.

Helian Feng was defeated, although people were a little surprised by this result, but they were not too surprised, because the situation between the two before, everyone could see it clearly.

From the beginning to the end, it was Han Chen who always had the upper hand. The rhythm of the battle is also firmly in the hands of the latter.

Especially at the end. When Helian Feng was shocked back by Han Chen's sword, everyone already knew that Helian Feng had been defeated.

It's just that everyone didn't expect it. Han Chen was so ruthless. It's really what it said before. asked for one of Helian Feng's arms.

The last sword, after cutting off He Lianfeng's weapon, the battle was actually over. Han Chen could change the sword momentum and forcibly withdraw his hand, although in doing so, Helian Feng would inevitably suffer some serious injuries, but it was better than cutting off an arm.

It's just that Han Chen didn't, the sword momentum remained the same, the edge was undiminished, and the sword was cut horizontally, without the slightest stagnation, and directly cut off He Lianfeng's right arm shoulder to shoulder.

At that moment, the coldness in Han Chen's eyes, the indifference in his face, the cold murderous aura on his body, and the ruthlessness of the killing on his body were like a picture scroll, imprinted in everyone's minds, and it was extremely profound.

This made everyone feel a little chill down their backs.

For martial artists, the right arm is their martial life, no matter what martial arts they practice, they can't do without the right arm, of course, some very few, natural left-handers are an exception.

If a martial artist loses his right arm, he can no longer hold a sword, and if he can't hold a sword, he can't cultivate, which is equivalent to the destruction of the future of martial arts.

Obviously, even if this Helian Feng recovers from his injuries in the future, he will be a wasted person.

They have seen a lot of ruthless people, and they have also seen people who are thirsty for killing, but none of them are like Han Chen.

In the eyes of everyone, Han Chen was like a wild wolf wandering in the night, he usually couldn't detect anything, and only when it broke out, the killing, ruthlessness, and decisiveness would be revealed.

The strength is strong enough to be comparable to the early stage of the Seven Stars Sword Spirit Realm, he is ruthless and decisive, this guy must not be provoked lightly!

At this moment, everyone secretly reminded themselves in their hearts.

Even those eighth-rank sect disciples who had disdainful of Han Chen before were full of jealousy towards Han Chen at this time, and if it wasn't necessary, they would definitely not provoke him lightly.

Red blood gushed out like flowing water from Helian Feng's severed arm, and in just a moment, his body was dyed red.

Perhaps it was due to excessive blood loss, or too much pain, Helian Feng passed out after a few wails.

For He Lianfeng, Han Chen didn't take another look, as for cutting off his right arm, he did it deliberately.

Whether it was because of the high cold in the north, or because of the grievances between himself and Helian Feiyang and others, it was impossible for him Han Chen and these two forces to coexist peacefully.

Even if he lets go of this Helian Feng, then Helian will never thank himself for this, let alone let go of his previous suspicions and let himself go.

Since this is the case, Han Chen will naturally not be polite.

He was not a weak-hearted person in the first place, especially after staying in the 100,000 mountains for nearly half a year, his heart was extremely tempered.

Since he said that he wanted to take Helian Feng's arm, he would definitely not break his word.

Moreover, in this way, for the disciples of the Northern Family who entered the Red Desolate Secret Realm after a month and a half, it can also reduce some of the pressure, after all, Na Helian Feng is also the tenth disciple of the Helian Family, and his strength is also extremely strong.

If you get rid of it, the pressure will be reduced, it is certain.

"Master Huang, I won this martial arts debate!" Han Chen walked to the wolf's tooth sword with nearly half of the scabbard inserted into the floor, waved his palm, pulled it up, and put it into the empty ring, then walked a few more steps, stopped in front of Huang Qiulong, stretched out his right hand, and said lightly.

"Ye Yun Shaoxia's strength is really amazing!" Looking at Han Chen's face in front of him, who looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, compared to the other martial artists present, the young man was a little too delicate, and Huang Qiulong said in admiration.

As soon as the words fell, Huang Qiulong stretched out his hand and flipped through it, and took out the white jade box containing the essence of the condensed blue sky and the bamboo essence from the empty ring, "Ye Yun Shaoxia, this is your color head!"

As he spoke, he was about to hand it to Han Chen.

Then at this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

"Slow, abolish the disciples of my Helian family, do you want to forget about it?"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and then a series of five figures appeared on the high platform at a very fast speed.

Everyone stared at it, but saw that these five people were the five Helian Jue on the fourth floor.

Helian Jue and Helian Qiang had ugly faces, staring at Han Chen with cold eyes, while the other three hurriedly helped Helian Feng up to investigate the latter's injuries.

It's just that the three of them are obviously in vain, just a simple investigation, the three of them look at each other, shake their heads and give up.

Although Helian Feng's injury was not life-threatening, his right arm had been broken, unless there were some high-grade pills specifically for this injury, it would be cured, and it would be a cripple, useless at all.

The three of them stood up and walked to Helian Jue's side, also staring at Han Chen with ugly faces. (To be continued......)