Chapter 104: The Controversy of Enlightenment

After a burst of swords and axes, the huge stone gate was still like a thousand-year-old rock, towering and motionless, and did not even leave a trace on it, which made everyone chagrined, and after the various sects rummaged through the classics, they gave up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a word, the time has not come, just wait.

This made everyone faint in unison.

Since you can't enter the shrine, this stone tablet has become a hot item.

There were three people sitting under the stele, Zhao Haochen, Ye Qingling and Mo Yuxuan.

Enlightenment is naturally closer to the stone tablet, the more obvious the effect, these three positions have become a must in everyone's hearts, however, the young masters of the purple jade building and the golden jade building are here, and everyone does not dare to fight the idea of these two.

Since the tiger didn't dare to provoke, the little white rabbit next to him didn't reach out and take it, so Zhao Haochen became the target of everyone.

"Little white face, get out of here, this is not something you can occupy. A big man jumped out first, looking fierce and vicious, with a gloomy black face and a hint of displeasure on his face.

Zhao Haochen squinted his eyes and realized the Tao, not with his eyes, but with his heart.

His expression did not fluctuate at all, his eyelids did not rise, but his cold voice seemed to burst out of the cold hell, cold and ruthless.

"Get out!"

Just one word, like a heavy blow hit his heart, snorted, and retreated a little, but when he saw the eyes of the other people in the division beside him, his heart was ruthless, and his face was hideous.

"Look for death!" The big man gritted his teeth, holding a sledgehammer, and a cold wind blew in the air, fiercely hitting Zhao Haochen's head.

The next moment, his head would burst in everyone's eyes, and a touch of crazy pleasure appeared on the big man's face.

Just when the sledgehammer was about to fall, Zhao Haochen's right hand went up, and he raised the falling sledgehammer in his hand, and before the big man could react, Zhao Haochen suddenly exerted force in his palm, and the sledgehammer slammed backwards.

"Poof!" It was as if the sound of a watermelon popping resounded in the ears of an old man's horror, but it didn't cause much repercussions.

"Fei'er, go and blow him away for me!" said a middle-aged man to the young man beside him, without a trace of joy and anger in his eyes, as if in his eyes, Zhao Haochen was an insignificant little person, and life and death were not in his eyes.

"Boy, hurry up and get out, the master will spare your life, otherwise don't blame the master for being polite. This young man named Fei'er is holding a steel knife in his hand, the long knife is horizontal, and the momentum is incomparable, and he has the bravery of a young hero.

"Get out!" Zhao Haochen still said the same word.

Fei'er's face was gloomy, he was considered a genius of the Blood Knife Sect since he was a child, others had to learn the exercises for a year, he could learn them in a month, others needed to work a hundred times harder, he only needed a little effort to learn, and the elders in the door were also quite doting on this, and they had never insulted a word.

Now, a boy of the same age dares to insult himself, how can he not be angry.

The wrist rotated, the steel knife flipped over, the cold knife shone in the sunlight, and the air seemed to be a broken line, and the steel knife descended on the top of Zhao Haochen's head.

"Fei'er's move, Feitian has already practiced it. The middle-aged man standing next to him was very relieved to see the young man use this trick.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Haochen was not spared.

Just when the other person was about to step forward to fight Fei'er for this unknown, the long knife that fell down was unexpectedly caught by Zhao Haochen's two fingers.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound of the knife breaking, and a broken blade was caught in Zhao Haochen's hand.

"Fei'er, retreat!" The middle-aged man roared, but it was still too late, and the blade in Zhao Haochen's hand roared and stuck in Fei'er's neck.

The middle-aged man was about to step forward, but he was stopped, "Brother Liu, the dispute between juniors, we don't have a lot of interference!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, isn't this a warning, if you make a move, then we will also shoot, you still can't get this position, maybe you will leave your life here.

looked at Zhao Haochen with a ruthless gaze, eager to tear him apart, but in the end he gave up.

"Su Hao, why don't we compete and see who kills this guy first?" Liu Heng, who was standing in front, raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile lingered on his face.

"Okay, then it's a deal!" The corners of Liu Heng's mouth raised slightly, in his opinion, even if Zhao Haochen had tortured and killed the two of them, but in his eyes, he was still not enough, and it was just a bet for the two of them.

The people from various sects behind him all started to talk about who would win and who would lose, without taking Zhao Haochen's life and death to heart at all.

Su Hao, the peerless genius of the Chaotian faction, touched the edge of martial arts at the age of eight, officially stepped into the wilderness realm at the age of nine, and learned the stunt of the Chaotian faction since he was a child - the sky-rushing blade, at the age of ten, single-handedly, thousands of miles alone into the lair of the hidden dragon in the south of the Yangtze River, and the eighty-three people died under his knife overnight, and since then he has become famous.

Liu Heng, a casual cultivation, but he learned the 36 stunts of Shaolin, walked the rivers and lakes, eradicated the traitors, and reached the early stage of the Huangyuan Realm at a young age, and the unscrupulous Taihang 36 thieves disturbed the world, and the court sent troops many times to no avail, he stepped forward with a sword, and then the thirty-six heads were raised one by one.

The two are of similar age, and the people of the rivers and lakes gave them the title of "Su Liu Erjie".

However, Erjie always has to have a distinction between superior and inferior, a name, so that the two have been fighting for many years, but they have never succeeded, no one can help anyone, as soon as the two meet, no matter what the occasion, they want to divide a winner or loser.

Zhao Haochen's brows furrowed, and his face was covered with a layer of frost, which made this wax moon have an extra layer of coldness, and the howling cold wind seemed to be afraid of his coldness, and they faded one after another, filled with a solemn atmosphere.

"Let's do it!" A man from the Heavenly Sect looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, and there was a touch of Qi Ji in his eyes when he looked at Su Hao.

Su Hao's right hand flickered, and several sharp blades flashed with a cold glow, and the cold was pressing, and they shot towards Zhao Haochen's body in the cold wind.

Liu Heng was also not inferior, with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, several short knives met Su Hao's sharp blades, bang bang, the sharp blades clashed, grinding bright sparks, and before they reached Zhao Haochen's body, they were all inserted into the ground.

Liu Hengke didn't find out with his conscience, he wanted to redeem Zhao Haochen's life, in his eyes, Zhao Haochen's life was not worth mentioning, his purpose was just to stop Su Hao and prevent him from succeeding, he wanted to take Zhao Haochen's life.

Because, Zhao Haochen's life is the key to determining the victory or defeat of the two of them.