"In that case, the old man will come to meet him!" A grumpy old man couldn't hold his breath at first, and his figure fell on the ring in a flash.

The other Blood Refining Realm martial artists who were hidden around the square all shook their heads slightly when they saw this scene, this martial artist who went to the ring was a cultivator in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and his strength was a little stronger than the late stage martial artist of the Blood Refining Realm who had just broken through.

The most important thing is that the veteran martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm have rich combat experience, and their strength is much stronger than that of young geniuses such as Chu Yu and Lion Dragon.

"Don't think that if you beat Chu Yu, you are the best in the world, it is already very good that you can win fifty games in a row, the old man advises you to go down by yourself. The irritable old man said directly to Chang Le.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, why talk nonsense!" After fighting with Chu Yu and others, Chang Le's heart also began to change, and he already had the mentality of a strong man.

Although this old man was a late-stage cultivator in the Blood Refining Realm, and he was the opponent that Chang Le had encountered with the deepest cultivation so far, he was not afraid at all.

On the contrary, Chang Le still had some expectations, dealing with this kind of veteran martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, he didn't know if the other party could force his strongest blow.

Hearing this, the irritable old man's face sank, and he shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Immediately after that, he slapped it with a palm, forming a rolling heat wave, which swept directly towards Chang Le.

With the appearance of his palm, the temperature of the entire ring instantly increased by hundreds of degrees Celsius.

However, although this temperature is high, Chang Le has been in the Flame Mountain, the land of inheritance, and the temperature of the Flame Mountain has no effect on Chang Le, and it is even less likely that the heat wave of the old man's blow will affect him.

"Slash!" Chang Le's heart planned to challenge a hundred consecutive victories, so he didn't plan to fight with the old man slowly, after all, there were still many battles, if he continued to fight so slowly, it would have a great impact on the plan of winning a hundred consecutive games, so he used the destruction sword intent in his body as soon as he made a move!

In just an instant, a large amount of destructive aura covered the ring, surging towards the old man.

The old man felt the aura of destruction, his face was slightly solemn, and his palm sped up and hit Chang Le.

Carrying the sword intent of destruction, a sword slashed on the old man's arm, the sword intent of destruction can destroy everything, the destructive power is strong, and it is extremely difficult to resist.

Under this sword, the old man's face turned pale, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he was directly blasted out of the ring.

"Next!" Chang Le didn't even look at the old man who was knocked out of the ring, and said with an indifferent expression.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the square.

"None of the martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm are his opponents, it seems that Chang Le is very likely to win sixty games in a row!" the martial artists discussed.

The old man who was knocked out of the ring by Chang Le just now was different from the young genius master, he had lived for hundreds of years, and his combat experience was extremely rich, and the veteran blood refining realm late-stage martial artists who were hidden around the square were silent for a while, and did not go to the ring.

From the easy battle between Chang Le and the irascible old man before, they have already seen Chang Le's strength, but they are afraid that it is much stronger than the average late stage martial artist of the Blood Refining Realm, with such strength, he can indeed win sixty games in a row, so let him win sixty games in a row.

Many veteran Blood Refining Realm late-stage martial artists thought so in their hearts.

Without these warriors to make a move, Chang Le was almost one sword at a time, and he quickly resolved the battle, and in the blink of an eye, he had already won sixty games in a row.

"Sixty games! He's going to keep fighting. "Excited, excited, shocked, winning sixty games in a row, which few martial artists have been able to do in the past hundred years, but Chang Le has done it, and he can continue to fight.

After fighting until now, many martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm couldn't help but be a little impatient.

However, although he didn't want to refine blood and continue to win, no one went to the ring, because they all wanted each other to go up instead of themselves, so Chang Le won ten games in a row!

After winning seventy games in a row, seeing that Chang Le was going to continue fighting, these veteran late-stage martial artists of the Blood Refining Realm finally couldn't sit still.

What are you kidding, after winning seventy games in a row, but they were able to comprehend the sword intent in the Divine Sword Peak for three months, they couldn't do it, and Chang Le wanted to do it as a junior!

At this moment, no one had the idea of asking the other party to go up, but they all came out one by one and flew around the ring in a volley.

"Chang Le, take it when you see it, go down!"

"You should be proud to be able to win seventy games in a row, go down now!" Dozens of martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm stared at Chang Le with cold faces, wanting to force him to step out of the ring by himself with momentum.

However, Chang Le's heart is so strong, not to mention the martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, even the martial artists at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm will not have the slightest fear when they come, surrounded by dozens of late stage martial artists of the Blood Refining Realm, he sneered fearlessly and said: "If you want to challenge me, go to the ring, I will continue!"

"Arrogance!"

"I'm waiting for you to go down to give you face, you should get acquainted and walk out of the ring by yourself. ”

"Otherwise, if I wait for the ring, your cultivation will be abolished!" An old man in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm shouted, although the Divine Sword Peak Ring Tournament does not allow killing, it does not mean that the enemy cannot be crippled, after all, the master battle is instantaneous, and if you don't pay attention, you may beat the opponent half to death, since you are in the ring, then it is equivalent to a life and death fight.

Chang Le's face turned grim, and he stared at the old man who spoke and said coldly: "Since you are not convinced, then come and challenge!"

"Since you want to find death, the old man will fulfill you. The old man snorted coldly and landed straight in the ring.

Although dozens of late-stage martial artists of the Blood Refining Realm were able to surround Chang Le, they did not dare to make a move against Chang Le, after all, this was a martial city, and it was still a hundred ring matches hosted by Shenjian Peak, and the forces behind Shenjian Peak would never let them come indiscriminately.

Therefore, Chang Le didn't listen to them and walked out of the ring, and they couldn't do anything.

As soon as the old man's body landed in the ring, the Spirit Shaking Sword in Chang Le's hand swung violently, mobilizing the destruction sword intent in his body, and swung a sword towards the old man.

"Huh?" The old man didn't expect Chang Le to make a move just after he landed in the ring, and after being slightly shocked, he quickly reacted, snorted coldly and slapped Chang Le with a palm.

The old man is a cultivator in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and he is infinitely close to the peak of the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, the true yuan is deep and pure, if his palm hits Chang Le, Chang Le will be seriously injured if he does not die.

The Spirit Shaking Sword intersected with the old man's palm, the old man's true yuan was too strong, and under one blow, it actually suppressed Chang Le's destruction sword intent.

Chang Le's body shook, and he retreated uncontrollably, directly retreating a few feet away, his face slightly pale.

The old man was also uncomfortable, you must know that the destruction sword intent is the most powerful and destructive sword intent, even if he cultivates deeply under this sword, he will be shocked back.

"The difference in cultivation is too great, if my cultivation breaks through to the middle stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and the Destruction Sword Intent advances to the second order, it will be easy to deal with this old man. Chang Le's eyes narrowed slightly, and the old man's cultivation was too much beyond him.

"It's impossible for your destruction sword intent to defeat me, now the old man has to do what he says, and now abolish your dantian. The old man sneered.

"Oh, is it?" Chang Le's face was fearless, although his destruction sword intent was only a first-order, he had derived two martial arts, one of which was the most powerful destruction blade!

"A Thousand Swords of Destruction. Chang Le gently spat out a few words from his mouth, and then a large number of tiny sword blades shot out from the finger of his left hand, and the entire area around the blade was covered with a large amount of destruction sword intent, and the power was terrifying.

"This ......" The old man's face changed, he didn't expect Chang Le to have such a move, he didn't have time to think about it, the old man immediately raised his palm, and covered his palm with a thick true yuan again, wanting to resist Chang Le's move: "Get out of my way!"

It's just that...... The previous Thousand Swords Blade was extremely powerful, let alone the current enhanced version of the Thousand Swords of Destruction?

After all, at that time, the Thousand Swords Blade was only attacking with a half-step sword intent, but the Thousand Swords of Destruction were not, it was based on the first-order Destruction Sword Intent.

Suddenly, a large number of small sword blades all attacked the palm of the old man's hand, and under the intersection, the old man's face turned pale, his body was knocked out dozens of zhang, and he opened his mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

A large number of tiny blades conjured up by the Thousand Swords of Destruction were still hovering in mid-air, aiming at the old man who could attack at any time, and at this moment, the old man's face was full of horror, and he looked at the small blades surrounding him in horror.

"Now, do you still want to abolish me?" Chang Le looked at the old man coldly.

"What do you want to do?!" the old man blushed, and then looked at Chang Le with a frightened face.

As soon as his words fell, Chang Le's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the old man was shocked, and he puffed up Zhenyuan and shouted: "I recognize ......"

Before the words had completely fallen, Chang Le's body had already appeared in front of him, and he attacked his dantian with a heavy punch.

Chang Le's physical fitness is so strong, comparable to the peak of the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm, coupled with the way of unloading the force, the strength of this punch can at least be comparable to the full force of the middle stage of the Blood Refining Realm.

"No......" Under this blow, the old man screamed miserably, his voice was extremely terrible, and the listeners were terrified, his face instantly turned pale, bloodless, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"Chang Le actually abolished his cultivation!" Seeing this scene, the surrounding martial artists all gasped.

Dozens of veteran Blood Refining Realm late-stage martial artists who were standing around the ring also trembled in their hearts, Chang Le's strength was completely beyond their imagination.

Originally, I thought that this old man would be able to knock Chang Le out of the ring, but who knew that he was abolished by Chang Le and cultivated...... Hundreds of years of penance were ruined!

The old man's dantian was severely damaged, and his cultivation fell instantly, destroying it in one fell swoop.

"Chang Le, you're too much!" A martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm couldn't look past it and shouted angrily.

"Are you deaf?" Chang Le glanced at the warrior, his voice extremely cold.

The warrior snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"Could it be that he can only abolish my cultivation, and I can't abolish his cultivation?" Chang Le's voice was very light, but it gave people a domineering feeling, which was something that could only be said with great confidence in himself.

The warrior snorted and stopped talking.

In this world, strength is respected, and the strong kill the weak so that the weak have nothing to say, not to mention the battle between Chang Le and the old man, the latter wants to abolish Chang Le's cultivation, if it is not for Chang Le's strength to surpass the old man, then it is not the old man who falls to the ground but Chang Le.

"Next!" Ignoring this person, Chang Le continued to wait for the challenge, defeating the old man was already a seventy-one consecutive victory, and twenty-nine games were still one hundred consecutive victories!

From the beginning of the ring match to the present, only three people have been born in a hundred consecutive victories, and no one has done it in the past hundred years.

If Chang Le can win 100 games in a row, his reputation will spread throughout the Wuyang Domain!

The many Blood Refining Realm martial artists around glanced at each other, and after Chang Le's battle with the old man, they also saw that Chang Le had not used all his strength so far, and they had underestimated Chang Le's true strength.

Now it seems that he is only afraid that he can be comparable to the old martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, but it is still a little short of the peak of the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm.

"Let the old man come and meet you. There was silence for a moment, and someone came to challenge Chang Le again.

Although it was shocking to say that Chang Le had abolished the old man's cultivation just now, the strength of that old man was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary late-stage martial artist in the Blood Refining Realm, and he was not the most powerful in the same rank.

Many of the people around him alone are more powerful than the old man, and the old man's defeat to Chang Le does not mean that they will also lose to Chang Le.

On the tall building of the square, the two stewards of Shenjian Peak sat leisurely on wooden chairs, watching the battle between Chang Le and another martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm from a distance.

"This Chang Le is really powerful, he has won more than 70 games in a row, and if this trend continues, I am afraid that there is hope for 80 and 90 games. The yellow-faced middle-aged man sighed and said.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, Chang Le has now played more than seventy games in a row, don't you see that his dantian Zhenyuan has consumed a lot, and it is estimated that he will not be able to rush to eighty games. The middle-aged man with a national character face shook his head, how could it be so easy to win 100 games in a row.

First, the later the challenger becomes, the stronger he becomes.

Second, the battle is continuous, not like the inner gate Dabi, there is still time to rest and recover the dantian true yuan in the middle.

With such a continuous battle, even at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm, the martial artists with incomparably strong True Yuan could not afford to lose weight.

Chang Le is only the peak cultivation in the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and although the Dantian True Yuan is pure, it is inferior to the martial artists in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm in terms of strength.

After fighting continuously for so long, Chang Le's Dantian True Yuan has also consumed most of it, and this is still sometimes when the True Yuan has not yet been used to attack, the early battle relies on the way of unloading, and the later stage is the use of Destruction Sword Intent.

The way of unloading force is non-depleting, no matter how many enemies there are, you can continue to fight, but the attack of the way of unloading is limited, and in the face of a martial artist who has cultivated in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, it is impossible to defeat the opponent.

Although the power of the Destruction Sword Intent is great, it is not infinitely usable, and after fighting until now, the Destruction Sword Intent in Chang Le's body has also consumed a lot.

"Then wait and see, maybe he can surprise us!" The yellow-faced middle-aged man showed a look of anticipation on his face, not knowing how many games Chang Le could win in a row.

Just between the two of them, Chang Le combined the destruction sword intent with the way of unloading the force to once again knock a late-stage martial artist of the Blood Refining Realm out of the ring.

Half an hour later, on the streets of Wucheng, many warriors walked towards the square with excited expressions.

"Did you hear, Chang Le is challenging 100 ring matches, and he has won nearly 90 games in a row!"

"What? Changle has won 90 games in a row?"

"The most powerful figure in our Wuyang Domain in the last hundred years has only won more than sixty consecutive victories, and he has won nearly ninety consecutive victories!" Many martial artists who got the news joined the team and went to the square.

Perhaps, a super genius martial artist who has not won a hundred consecutive victories in a hundred years was born today?

This news spread rapidly in Wucheng, Wucheng is very large, at least twice as large as the capital and Fengcheng, but although the scope is large, the transmission of the news is not slow at all, and the news that Changle is about to win a hundred consecutive games will be transmitted to the ears of any martial artist in Wucheng in the blink of an eye.