Hearing this, Beitang Ao's face changed slightly, his cheeks were clenched tightly, and his cold eyes seemed to be about to eat Lu Chen raw: "Sharp teeth, boy, Lao Tzu swears to beat the ground to find teeth!"

"Let the horse come over!" In the face of Beitang's arrogant intimidation, Lu Chen was very calm!

"Then die!" Beitang was proudly prostrate, his back arched, and his hands hooked to the ground of the ring in the shape of claws, like a beast staring at its prey, his eyes flashing fiercely. Whoosh, an afterimage slammed across a distance of five or six zhang, and quickly pounced on Lu Chen, like a tiger descending from the mountain!

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes stared at Beitang Ao who rushed over, and a smile lifted at the corner of his mouth, he hadn't learned the stunt of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain yet, but he wanted to see it today.

"Roar!" Beitang roared angrily, and the moment he pounced, he slammed into a claw, and his fierce strength seemed to tear the air.

Splitting the Golden Leopard Claw, this scene was very familiar to Lu Chen! When he was in Wushuang City, he had met such a master.

Lu Chen staggered slightly, ghostly let go of the other party's paw, and his right leg was slammed up, sweeping towards the other party with strong force.

Beitang rolled proudly on the ground, showing the agility of an ape, quickly dodging this kick, slamming behind Lu Chen, instantly twisting his body, and slamming into the other party with his broad back, like a giant bear hitting a tree.

The bear hitting the mountain is one of the strongest tricks of the 'Ten Thousand Beasts and Twelve Shapes'.

Lu Chen seemed to sense the other party's intentions, and slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, the entire ring shook, and Beitang was so fierce that it hit a rock, as if it hit a rock in an instant, and Lu Chen didn't move at all.

"Hmph, close combat, who's afraid of whom!" Lu Chen sneered secretly.

Beitang Ao's expression showed a touch of shock, and after coming back to his senses, his copper bell-like eyes became extremely sharp, like a fierce bird, and his two broad hands quickly pulled together, with a strange magic power, pecking at each other's vital points again and again, like the sharp beak of a bird pecking at its prey.

Lu Chen's face remained unchanged, with his hands behind his back, one step to the left and one step to the right to dodge the opponent's peck, as if walking, seemingly simple and slow, but very effective in avoiding the opponent's series of attacks.

Beitang Ao did not give up at all, and exploded with all his strength, and the whole person was like a crazy beast, rushing towards the other party like a storm, sometimes with a sharp eagle claw, sometimes with a ruthless praying mantis hook, sometimes with a fierce peck, constantly staggered and transformed.

But Lu Chen still didn't draw his sword, and kept dodging and retreating, as if he had seen through his tricks, and he easily defused it every time.

Beitang Ao's face was embarrassed, and he used several moves in a row to threaten Lu Chen, which made him feel a huge pressure.

On the edge of the West Lake, many people are silently paying attention to this scene, including Li Mengjun, Guan Zhen, Jian Wuchen, and Ximen Qiuze and others.

Beitang Ao is known as a rare genius in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain in a hundred years, and it is said that he can perfectly transform the 'Ten Thousand Beasts Twelve Shapes' and get the key cultivation of the Mountain Gate.

"Go on, it won't end there, right?" Lu Chen was carrying a Xuanqing heavy sword, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

Beitang Ao gritted his teeth, his body swayed, like a poisonous snake scurrying in the ring, the speed was very fast, and he came to the back of the other party in a strange arc, and grabbed Lu Chen's shoulders with lightning like both hands, and the fierce momentum seemed to tear him apart.

"Pure skill, it's just a joke!" Lu Chen seemed to feel something, his shoulders shrugged, his muscles and bones trembled like pythons, and wisps of energy shot out like needles.

The moment Beitang Ao touched Lu Chen's shoulder, he suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the whole shock flew out upside down, and his broad hands were even more bloody, as if they had been pricked by needles, dense, and covered with small blood holes.

"Dare to touch me, you can't find death!" Lu Chen looked at Beitang Ao, who was pale, and couldn't help but sneer secretly, since he broke through the innate nature, all the meridians of the whole body have been opened, including the face, the back of the hands, the ankles and other places, and the innate true yuan can run through all parts of the body.

Beitang was gasping violently, and the trick he had just used consumed a lot of internal energy, which made him unable to slow down for a while.

However, after a fight with Lu Chen, he suddenly found a problem, he could just be regarded as doing his best, the other party seemed to be very relaxed, without the slightest pressure, could it be that the other party still retained his strength?

"What the hell is going on with this kid?" Beitang Ao put away his contempt and said with a solemn expression.

Lu Chen looked at the other party indifferently, and said coldly: "If you want to do it, hurry up, I don't have much patience to waste with you!"

Hearing the other party's words, Beitang Ao's expression was difficult to see, and Lu Chen clearly underestimated him. He roared and flew out, casting a series of vague phantoms in the ring, pounced on the opponent like a swift tiger.

Jumping up in the air, he slapped his head with a claw, and the strong strength pressed over, and the air was faintly trembling.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen finally drew his sword, and slashed at the opponent's shoulder like lightning, and the surging force exploded violently, and with a muffled sound, the opponent was instantly smashed out.

The moment this sword slashed, it was very abrupt, and Beitang was shocked. I only felt a surging and terrifying force impact on my body, and I suddenly flew up like a broken sack, spurting out a mouthful of blood along the way, and my expression was pale, compared to the previous arrogance, it can be said that I am extremely embarrassed now.

Everyone was stunned, what was the situation, then Beitang Ao was defeated?

Fortunately, Lu Chen's sword retained its strength just now, otherwise, the other party would not just be injured.

Beitang stared at the round eyes, recalling the scene just now, and looked at Lu Chen not far away in disbelief, how could his strength be so different from the other party?

"The gap between you and me can't be made up by skill alone!" Lu Chen stood with his sword in his hand, looking at the other party indifferently, with a lofty gaze, as if he didn't take the other party seriously at all, and that kind of visibility from the heart was so angry that Beitang Ao's teeth were almost crushed.

Before he went into the ring, he came with the idea of ravaging the other party once, but he never expected that the side who was ravaged turned out to be himself.

On the side of the West Lake, on the boat belonging to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, the innate elder Chu Yanshan looked at the defeated Beitang Ao in the ring, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

Before Beitang Ao came to power, he had great confidence in his disciples, and he was about to win the top spot on the Hidden Dragon List, but he didn't expect to be so completely defeated in the end, and he still lost in the hands of the already decayed Liuyun Sword Sect, and this time the face of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was lost.

"That's amazing!"

"He is worthy of being the most powerful genius in the limelight!"

"It's wonderful!" The applause on both sides of the West Lake was thunderous, and the cheers sounded like a wave.

Lu Chen inserted the Xuanqing heavy sword back into the scabbard behind his back, flew directly back to the ring belonging to the Sword Sect, and fought with Beitang Ao, winning very easily, no way, the acquired and the innate are not at the same level at all, and the ending has long been doomed.

"Well done!" Qu Qingyang looked at Lu Chen, who flew back, stepped forward and punched the other party, and laughed wildly: "Haha, I have long seen that Beitang is arrogant, this time I lost in your hands, next time I will see if he dares to be arrogant in front of us!"

"Not bad!"

"Lu Chen, really fight for the Sword Sect!" The two innate elders on the boat were also full of joy and praised non-stop.

Murong Ziyun's eyes were shining when he looked at Lu Chen, and his eyes were shining, as if he had discovered some rare treasure.

Lu Chen smiled dumbly, the other party was just an acquired martial artist, and in Lu Chen's eyes, winning was not something to be proud of.

The second battle soon began.

Ximen Qiuze fights against the sword without dust!

One is preliminarily rated as the first in the hidden dragon list.

The other is a supreme genius with a mysterious origin, who wins three battles and three wins, all of which are solved with one sword.

This battle can be described as a collision of strong and powerful, and the people of the world are all excited.

Ximen Qiuze was still dressed as before, a shabby black robe, with a disheveled head, and a black divine sword.

And opposite him was a handsome young man in a white robe, with fair skin like jade, holding a strange silver sword in his hand, standing in the ring, his clothes fluttering, very rich young master's temperament, and his handsome face attracted the admiration of countless girls.

"Ximen Qiuze, I have admired the name for a long time!" Jian Wuchen looked at the other party with a smile on his face.

Ximen Qiuze stood with his sword in his hand, looked at each other coldly, and remained silent.

Jian Wuchen's expression changed slightly, the other party is so big, is he underestimating him?

After pondering for a while, Ximen Qiuze spoke: "You are the number one sword Wuchen on the hidden dragon list!"

"It's down there!" Jian Wuchen heard the other party's answer, and his face looked a little better.

"Take out your strongest strength, as long as you can force me to draw my sword, even if you win!" Ximen Qiuze said with a proud face.

When Jian Wuchen heard this, his face quickly became gloomy: "What do you mean, Your Excellency, look down on you?"

"You can understand it like this, to be honest, just because you are a waste, you dare to claim to be the number one on the hidden dragon list, it just makes people laugh off their big teeth!" Ximen Qiuze said without hesitation, with a sneering expression.

Waste: Jian Wuchen is the dignified young owner of Wanjian Villa, and he was actually insulted as a waste in public, and it is a big joke to say it.

He was able to rank first on the Hidden Dragon List among the younger generations in the Kyushu Continent, is it just a false name, of course not!

You know, he has been practicing swords since he was a child, extremely hard, since he was three years old, he was carefully taught by the congenital strong, and has a very high talent for swordsmanship, according to outside rumors, he has not eaten or slept for five days and five nights, and practiced swords frantically in the snowy ice lake, and felt swordsmanship, almost frozen to death, which shows his obsession with martial arts.

When he was sixteen years old, he was given the 'Silver Scale' sword by his family, and walked the world alone, along Xuzhou all the way to the north, killing bandits, wolf warriors, and killing villains, every deed was widely praised and worshiped by countless young children.

Such a young man with fine clothes and fine food, dare to go into the world single-handedly, it can be seen that his courage and courage, without any strength, dare to be so confident?

Being ridiculed by his opponent, Jian Wuchen was furious, and instantly pulled out the strange silver long sword in his hand, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards the other party.