The nine guests' strong men all relaxed their emotions, but there was still a vague look of shock on their faces.

"It's so terrifying to the younger generation!" Pu Shiqiao, the elder of Lingmei clan, sighed softly.

"Haha, fortunately I'm here today, otherwise I would have regretted it if I missed such a wonderful grand scene." The Palace Master Lianyu of Huantian Sect said with a faint smile.

Fu Shan, the elder of the Holy Sect, also breathed a sigh of relief from the heart. Han Chen could not bear Feng Haoyue's life. This could also be regarded as suppressing the losses of the Holy Sect.

In fact, even if Fu Shan didn't dissuade Han Chen just now, Feng Haoyue would not be in danger of his life.

The reason is very simple. After so many ups and downs, Han Chen has been thinking about things very comprehensively. After all, he has not yet become a formal disciple of the Holy Sect. If he killed Feng Haoyue before this, he will naturally be inseparable from the people of the Holy Sect in the future.

No matter what, keep a line in everything and meet again in the future.

Unless you touch the bottom line of Hanchen, you will not do things so well under normal circumstances.

...

At this moment, it was time for the referee and judge Su Wen to announce the final result.

Guan Suwen looked back and looked at Fu Shan, the elder of the Holy Sect, and nodded. Then he faced more than 200,000 people in front of him.

"I announce that the competition for all races will end here. The winner, the Holy Sect, Han Chen..."

Guan Suwen deliberately used the word "Saint Gate", and the purpose was very obvious.

But there weren't many others here, and it directly caused a surging cheers and applause.

"Hanchen, champion!"

"Brother, you are so great, I admire you so much."

"Haha, Hanchen, you're simply crazy! But I like Mu Tianen, haha."

...

However, the Han Alliance members were almost slapped red. Ming Ruo, Ye Xiaoke, and Guan Lingxing were even more jumping and jumping, extremely lively.

Peak showdown, laughing and proud of all the heroes.

A century-old ceremony, a feast of gluttons.

Han Chen stood proudly above the sky, and his whole body exuded a transcendent momentum. A touch of knowing smile appeared on his face.

At the top of the main peak, the nine guests and powerful men were also having a final communication with each other.

Only the Demon Dark Emperor Ape Seal looked at Han Chen in the void ahead with cold eyes.

You know, Han Chen got the amazing inheritance of the Demon Seven Nights Holy King, but the other party was thrown into the holy gate. Xing Xi was wondering what he was thinking about.

...
Chapter completed!