On the surface of the lake, Xuanyuan Dragon's body fell backwards, hanging above the lake, and in front of him, Han Madness stood quietly, the blood-red Emperor Blood Sword was firmly held in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Xuanyuan Dragon's throat, the distance was only half an inch. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In this battle, the winner has been decided, but this result has not yet come out.

"Goo-dong..."

Xuanyuan Long raised his head and looked at Han Mad with blood-red eyes, a fierce aura on his body, and a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but roll his throat and swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The meaning of Han Mad's words is somewhat profound.

Should you kill or not, not dare to kill!

This made Xuanyuan Long understand that his identity as a demonic genius disciple of the Xuanyuan clan did not have any deterrent power at all, and if the other party was willing, as soon as the tip of the sword was sent, he could kill himself on the spot.

This made him feel frightened, but also even more angry, and his pale face became extremely ugly.

"Presumptuous!"

"If you dare to touch a cold hair of him, my Xuanyuan clan will let you die without a place to be buried!"

At this time, a roar came from a distance, and when I looked at the sound, it was the four Xuanyuan Xiong, who were quickly approaching.

"Noise!"

In the ring, Han Chen's eyes were raised, and he snapped his fingers, and above the sky, the nine green thunders that had already strangled hundreds of thunder dragons suddenly trembled, and one after another thick thunder pillars blasted towards the four people.

Poof, poof, poof...

Although the cultivation of the four Xuanyuan Xiong was not weak, they had all reached the realm of the Nine-Star Sword Venerable, but compared to Han Chen, they were too much different, not to mention that they were still bombarded by terrifying innate thunder spirits such as the Qing Ying Xuan Thunder.

Blood was sprayed in the mouths of the four people, and they were blasted out without the slightest resistance at all.

Looking at this scene, the crowd by the lake shook their heads, they really didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Han Chen's strength is obvious to all, these four guys, just this little bit of cultivation, even dare to shout at it.

"I've already lost this battle, don't go too far!" Xuanyuan Long didn't look at the four people. His eyes were fixed on Han Chen in the ring, and he gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Hehe, I think you're mistaken, although this battle has been won, it's not over yet!" Han Chen chuckled, shook his head, and raised his hand to point at the eight big characters in the air.

"My ring is a life and death ring, do you know?"

Smell the sound. Xuanyuan Dragon's breath faltered, and he gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

"Yes!"

Han Chen nodded and said, "Life and death in the ring, life or death, from the moment you step in the ring, life and death are not decided by yourself, but by your opponent!"

"You Xuanyuan Long are not from the Han clan, and I have no grudges with you. Today I set up this ring, but you provoked for no reason. Coming to the stage to fight with me is already a bit too much!"

"And at this time, the battle is settled, I win, you lose, according to the rules of this ring, your life and death are in my hands!"

There was a pause. Han Chen looked at Xuanyuan Long, a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Now, you're telling me not to go too far? Do you think I won't dare to kill you, or won't I kill you?"

Swish!

Han Chen's voice fell, and Han Maia, who was standing in front of Xuanyuan Long, had a cold light flashing in his eyes. With a wave of the Emperor's Blood Sword, there was a 'poof' sound, blood sprayed, and Xuanyuan Dragon's right arm was thrown high and fell into the lake.

Wow...

Looking at this scene, there was an uproar in the crowd around the lake.

"What a big guts!" Jian Shanhe's eyes flashed, and he exhaled.

"This guy is so ruthless!" Han Qingshan couldn't help but smack his tongue a little.

Dong Huangzhi nodded, turned his head to look at Song Yidao on the side, and said, "I suddenly found that you are really lucky to fight him!"

Yesterday, Song Yidao and Han Chen fought fiercely, but in fact, Song Yidao and Xuanyuan Long were actually between the two, and today Han Chen fought Xuanyuan Dragon, and the deity did not make a move, just relying on an incarnation, Xuanyuan Long was suppressed to such a point, and even cut off an arm.

It can be seen how lucky Song Yidao was yesterday.

"His strength is far better than mine, and yesterday was indeed my luck!" Song Yidao said with a wry smile.

A demonic figure like them, if it weren't for the huge gap, would not say such things easily, but the strength that Han Chen had shown before really convinced him.

"Brother Donghuang, don't talk about others, you yourself should feel lucky!" Han Qingshan looked at Donghuangzhi, if it wasn't for the elders of his clan to stop him, I'm afraid he would have already been defeated.

Although the character of the Eastern Emperor will not anger Han Chen, like Xuanyuan Long, not only failed miserably, but also had an arm cut off, but compared to Song's knife, I am afraid it is not much better.

The corners of the Eastern Emperor's mouth twitched, and he didn't speak.

Daming Lake Center.

Xuanyuan Long covered his right shoulder with his left hand, blood flowed, dyeing the lake under him red, his face was extremely pale, although the pain of breaking his arm was unbearable for ordinary people, but he didn't make a sound.

"Now, are you satisfied?" staring at Han Chen with his eyes, Xuanyuan Long's voice was a little hoarse.

Han Chen waved his hand, and Han Mad put away the Emperor Blood Sword and floated back to the ring.

"Those who kill people, people always kill them, you should understand this truth, the people of my generation, kill decisively, vainly try to meddle in the affairs of others, you should pay the due price!" Stepping into the void, Han Chen looked at Xuanyuan Long, and said lightly: "Life and death ring, life and death, and now I only cut off one of your arms, and I didn't want your life, even if this matter reaches the ears of the elders of your Xuanyuan clan, I guess I won't say anything!"

In fact, what Han Chen said was not wrong.

At this time, in the void in the distance, several elders of the Xuanyuan clan were hidden in it, and when they heard Han Chen's words, one of the elders snorted lightly, "This kid, you really dare to say it!"

"Xuanyuan Long's heart is too reckless, this matter is indeed provoked by him, a right arm, not excessive!"

"Well, this matter is a lesson, and it will be good for him!"

The other elders nodded, not showing any dissatisfaction with Han Chen.

In fact, in ancient sects like the Xuanyuan clan and the Han clan, there are millions of disciples in the sect, and many times, a disciple will not attract too much attention from the elders of the clan at all, and even if it is a top demonic genius like Xuanyuan Long, as long as it is not a worry about their lives, most of them will not interfere.

After all, the competition of the younger generation must be experienced, and the older generation cannot interfere.

Of course, if it is a strong man of the older generation and oversteps it, then it is another story.

Yesterday Han Qiu was like this, although the death of the fourth vein branch was extremely annoying, no one would make a move against Han Chen.

Dead geniuses, not called geniuses, this is reality!

"Defeated today, I remember, he has a chance one day, and he will come again to ask for advice!"

Han Chen didn't make another move, Xuanyuan Long picked up his broken arm, left a word at Han Chen, turned around and left directly.

At the same time, today, the second day of the ring, also ends here. (To be continued.) )