After a while, the Murong family, the Zhang family, Lu Chen and others all came to the city square.

At this time, the square was already full of people, and the monks watching the battle consciously made way for them to pass.

Lu Chen's figure flashed, and he appeared on the competition platform in the center of the square.

"Li Daoyou!" Li Guisi suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind him.

When he looked back, he found that the other party was actually a late stage elder of the North Sea Wind Thunder Sect, Zhong Hongyi.

"Zhong Daoyou!" Li Guisi said with his fists clenched.

After a while, Li Guisi and Zhong Hongyi surrounded more than a dozen mortal realm monks, who were all randomly teleported to the vicinity of Nanjun at first, and then stayed in Nanjun temporarily.

These dozen or so people looked fiery and reverent, and bowed to Lu Chen on the stage and shouted, "Meet Lu Zun!"

These mortal realm monks had all participated in the immortal cultivation conference, and since they saw Lu Chen defeat the two spirit realm cultivators with their own eyes, they had great admiration for Lu Chen, and in their hearts, Lu Chen was a legendary figure that hundreds of millions of monks in the mortal realm would look up to.

When the Nanjun monk in the square heard this, his eyes showed disbelief, this foreign young monk on the stage turned out to be a peerless powerhouse in the mortal realm who had obtained the honorific title? No wonder he had the courage to challenge the great monk by leaping over the ranks.

Murong Bo instantly put away his contempt for Lu Chen, he never expected that Lu Chen's identity in the mortal realm would be so good.

You must know that in the Forgotten Lands for millions of years, there are only a few monks who have obtained the honorific title, and every monk who has obtained the honorific title is a peerless powerhouse without exception, and ordinary great monks are not its opponents at all.

Although Murong Bo's face was a little solemn, he didn't think that Lu Chen was invincible.

The reason for Murong Bo's confidence was that he was a sword cultivator, you must know that in the immortal cultivation realm, sword cultivation could easily crush a cultivator of the same level.

I saw that as soon as he raised one hand, a cyan long sword flew out of the storage ring in an instant, and it was a ninth-order high-grade magic weapon.

Murong Bo pinched the trick with both hands, and under the control of the sword trick, the long sword green mangs made a great effort, rising into the sky, turning into a cyan sword shadow of more than ten zhang, and slashing towards Lu Chen.

A black light flashed, and a bone sword appeared in Lu Chen's hand.

Lu Chen injected several spiritual powers into the bone sword in his hand, and the bone sword turned into dozens of zhang in a flash.

In an instant, a dragon roar that shocked the sky came from the body of the bone sword, and a thunder dragon phantom slowly soared into the air.

At the same time, a sword aura shining with endless thunder light soared into the sky.

The thunder mangs around the bone sword instantly illuminated the entire space, and the thunder mangs and the sword qi merged into one in the air, with the momentum of opening mountains and splitting the sea, a sword blasted towards the cyan sword shadow.

Everyone in the audience looked at this amazing sword light that pierced the sky, and realized that there was no vanity under the fame.

In an instant, the sword qi of the bone sword and the cyan sword shadow collided together.

With a loud "boom", the dazzling sword burst out, turning into a violent wave of qi that swept and spread around.

The bone sword and the cyan long sword each flew upside down and back into the hands of Lu Chen and Murong Bo.

The old man's right hand grabbed into the void, and a short sword with a red body appeared in his hand, called the Huoyao Sword.

Although this sword is also a ninth-order high-grade magic weapon, it is an extremely rare fire obsidian as the sword embryo, and there is also a Vermilion Bird Fire Array engraved in it, which can condense a Vermilion Bird Phantom, which is much more powerful than ordinary ninth-order high-grade magic weapons.

Murong Bo quickly shot out a sword trick in his hand, and the sword trick didn't enter the short sword, and a large area of crimson flames erupted from the sword body, faintly condensing into a vermilion bird phantom more than ten zhang in size.

The Vermilion Bird hissed, and countless flames suddenly appeared on its body, and with a flap of its wings, these flames shot towards Lu Chen like rain.

Seeing this, Lu Chen just pointed forward with one hand, and suddenly the phoenix mark in his eyebrows lit up, and a phoenix appeared in front of him.

The phoenix was surrounded by countless pale golden flames, and between the flames, circles of invisible spiritual power fluctuations rippled around.

The phoenix's two huge wings slammed forward, and those flames in mid-air instantly flew upside down towards the Vermilion Bird.

Suzaku opened its mouth and swallowed these flames into its belly, and the crimson flames on the surface of its body suddenly flourished.

With a wave of his wings, two red fireballs of several zhang in size smashed towards the phoenix.

A crisp phoenix roar sounded, and the phoenix's body lit up with a dazzling pale golden light, and its wings spread and flew towards the fireball.

As soon as the phoenix grabbed its claws, the two red fireballs of the Vermilion Bird instantly burst open, turning into countless tiny fireballs and smashing to the ground.

The red flames all around the Vermilion Bird flapped rapidly, turning into a sea of red fire and rushing towards the phoenix.

In the void, the phoenix and the vermilion bird collided and bit each other.

With each impact, a large spark erupts.

Although Suzaku is not weak, compared to the phoenix, its bloodline is still much lower, and soon, Suzaku will fall behind.

A moment later, Suzaku was defeated, screamed, and vanished.

The phoenix roared and flapped its wings, and flames erupted from beneath its wings.

In an instant, the phoenix roared towards the old man.

Murong Bo hurriedly recalled the Huoyao Sword in mid-air.

The huge body of the phoenix collided with Murong Bo, and the old man blocked it with a horizontal sword.

A majestic force came from the sword, and the old man's body shook, and he involuntarily took more than a dozen steps back.

Murong Bo pinched his hands, and in an instant, two more cyan long swords flew out of the storage ring.

Counting the Huoyao Sword, the three magic swords converged in one place, forming a strange sword formation in an instant.

The sword array rotated rapidly, and soon, a spiritual power vortex was formed, and in the whirlpool, one after another sword qi suddenly emerged, and it became more and more as the sword array rotated.

"Slash!"

The old man let out a low shout, and the sword qi in the sword array vortex was like an arrow, rushing out in unison and shooting towards the phoenix.

This Heavenly Absolute Sword Array, which was composed of three ninth-order magic swords, was infinitely powerful, equivalent to the combined attack of three Great Cultivators of the Transformation Gods.

Under the repeated attacks of these sword qi, the phoenix was quickly defeated, and its body gradually became illusory and dissipated.

Murong Bo continued to punch a sword trick into the sword array.

The sword array swirl was full of light, and more sword qi emerged.

The old man stepped forward

Referring to, these tens of thousands of sword qi roared and rushed directly towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, took out more than a dozen drops of blue water spirit slurry and swallowed it, reversing the operation of the Yin and Yang Divine Power, and his cultivation instantly skyrocketed to the Great Perfection Realm of God Transformation.

The white light on Lu Chen's body flickered, and in the blink of an eye, the white light quickly condensed into a human form, as if it was a clone exactly the same as Lu Chen.

The moment the clone appeared, Murong Bo, including the Nanjun monks who were watching the battle in the audience, all had their pupils shrinking, and they turned out to be incarnated supernatural powers outside his body.

After the clone appeared, Lu Chen did not hesitate and sacrificed the black giant drum.

The moment the black giant drum landed on the ground of the high platform, it exuded an astonishing coercion, which made the sky above the square roar continuously, and a large number of cracks appeared on the ground of the high platform.

"Top-level magic weapon!" The monks around him gasped one by one, limited by the rules of the realm, the giant drum as a spiritual weapon could only exert the power of a top-level magic weapon at most.

Lu Chen used the three finger magic powers of "Piercing Clouds", "Falling Stars" and "Starfall" at the fastest speed.

Three giant fingers suddenly came out and fell towards the surface of the giant drum.

Lu Chen's clone was also almost at the same time, and with an arrow step, his body appeared in front of the giant drum like lightning, and smashed it towards the drum with a punch.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

These four sudden thunderous drums echoed over the square, and the whole space buzzed one after another.

Immediately, the drum rebounded, and circles of sound waves spread in all directions.

A scene that shocked Murong Bo appeared!

Tens of thousands of sword qi fell in these sound waves, and in an instant, they disappeared like stones sinking into the sea.

The sound wave spread, and soon enveloped the sword array inside.

The sword array vortex in mid-air trembled violently.

Then the sword array disintegrated.

In the rolling sound waves, the three magic swords staggered, and no matter how the old man manipulated them, they finally fell down.

The old man himself was shrouded in this sound wave, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The sound wave emitted by the giant drum contained a strange energy, if it weren't for Lu Chen's control of the force, the old man would have been crushed into pulp by this sound wave at this moment.

Despite this, the old man's body rolled upside down, and he retreated hundreds of feet in a row to stabilize his figure.

At this moment, the old man was in a cold sweat, and the shadow of death still shrouded his mind.

Looking at Lu Chen's eyes, he was full of jealousy and fear.

After calming down a little, the old man bowed his hand to Lu Chen and said, "Thank you Lu Daoyou for your mercy!"

The monks who were watching the battle in the audience, hearing this, felt a shock in their hearts, and the head of the Murong family, who had the highest strength in Nanjun, actually took the initiative to admit defeat.

"Lu Daoyou, whenever you want to go to the place of trial, the old man is waiting for you at any time!" the old man said.

"Then it's bothering the head of the Murong family!" Lu Chen nodded.

No one saw that Cui Baiquan's clan brother Cui Bainian secretly cast a hateful gaze at Lu Chen on the stage and the dozen or so mortal realm monks under the stage, and then disappeared into the crowd.