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He killed a disciple of the Tianshan Sect with one punch, which immediately shocked everyone in the audience. Han Chen's thunderous arm directly penetrated the other party's chest, and the bright red blood mixed with broken internal organs burst out together.

In an instant, the sarcastic people who were just talking sarcastic words immediately closed their mouths and stopped talking.

"Stupid brat, I want to tear you apart." Zhang Yuanliao of Tianshan Sect was furious, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and a strong murderous intent erupted from his body, and a surging aura swept out.

Han Chen frowned, and at this moment he also showed murderous intent. He threw the disciples of the Tianshan Sect who had died on the ground, and a dazzling ball of lightning condensed into the palm of his hand.

"Get out of here." The lightning ball was quickly pushed to Zhang Yuanliao by Han Chen. The latter's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he raised his hand and slapped it on it.

Boom! The manic thunder and lightning ball exploded instantly like a ignited explosive. The violent power fluctuations swept through the audience like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Zhang Yuanliao is worthy of being the personal disciple of the great elder of the Tianshan Sect, and is much stronger than Ling Xun of the Taiqing Sect. He immediately set up a light shield in front of him, isolating the aftermath of the chaotic power.

There was no problem with Han Chen, but the other three were obviously not very good. Qiao Feilin faced Song Jiang and Song An and others, and the long whip in her hand transformed into countless sharp whip shadows, which was short with a long strike, and could temporarily resist one or two.

Ke Yinye and Du Busu were completely beaten when facing the Gongsun family. Du Busu was beaten up many times, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. If you were not careful, you would die.

"Grey haired ghost, you, don't worry about me." Du Bushu felt that the god of death was already waving to him.

"Fuck, is that kind of person?" Ke Yinye cursed fiercely, with a firm look in his eyes, and he shouted sternly, "Talented supernatural powers, clones."

A dazzling light flashed, and this time Ke Yinye directly released two clones. Adding one body, three Ke Yinyes appeared in front of everyone.

The onlookers on the court couldn't help but sighed secretly. The ability of this clone was really strange.

However, in the face of everyone joining forces, Ke Yinye's clone didn't seem to be very effective. Gongsun Zhi sneered, flashed around in front of Ke Yinye, raised his hand and punched the Dragon Fist to bombard the opponent into a ball of white mist.

It was only less than a minute before the war started, and Hanchen's side was in a huge crisis.

"What should I do? Guli, think of a solution!" Guli was anxious outside the court and turned around.

Guli also jumped straight, "What should I do? By the way, go find Master Bohui. He is the most famous weapon refining master in Wanchaocheng and should be helpful."

"But when Master Bohui is found, Han Chen and the others are all finished."

"There is nothing to do. Master Bohui is the only one nearby. Go and find him quickly, I'll watch here."

"Yeah, okay." Gu Ling rushed out of the crowd and hurriedly ran quickly towards the place where Master Bohui lived. But according to this situation, even if Bohui came, the battle would probably have ended long ago.

Boom! The battle between Han Chen and Zhang Yuanliao was particularly fierce, with sparks splashing everywhere. The body of thunder increased Han Chen's physical strength by three times. In the face of the front, it vaguely pushed Zhang Yuanliao to the disadvantage. However, Han Chen was paying attention to the situation on the other two sides at any time, but when Ke Yinye could no longer support ten numbers, he was immediately anxious.

"The Sutra of Eternal Life, one thought turns into eternal life."

Han Chen shouted inwardly, and a powerful righteous aura erupted from his body. In an instant, Han Chen's aura skyrocketed and paused Zhang Yuanliao's figure for a moment.

"File, please help me block this guy first."

As soon as Han Chen finished speaking, he jumped up high. He actually abandoned Zhang Yuanliao and flashed directly beside Qiao Feilin. He raised his hand and summoned a golden bronze mirror, "Haoyuan Mirror."

The bronze mirror flashed with dazzling golden light, and the golden light enveloped Song An, Song Jiang and his group. The bodies of several people were stunned, and the powerful oppression made them unable to move.

"No." Song Jiang was suddenly shocked, and a strong aura of death instantly hit his heart. His pupils shrank tightly, and what appeared in his sight was a pair of dark and cold eyes.

"Go to die!"

Han Chen's fist was surrounded by an arc of lightning shining light, and the arc was squirming like a silver snake. Under the horrified gaze of countless people in the audience, Han Chen punched Song Jiang hard on the head.

Bang! A dull sound was like a watermelon that was smashed. Red and white liquid burst out, splashing everywhere. It was fierce and bloody. Everyone watching was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Song Jiang's body fell down weakly, and he couldn't even scream. Song An, the eldest son of Feiying Sect, looked like earth. He quickly used all the Wuyuan power in his body, forcibly broke through Haoyuan Jing's shackles, and hurriedly retreated behind him.

"Young Master Yuanliao, save me."

Feiying Sect and the Tianshan Sect seemed to have a good relationship, so Song An hurriedly asked for help towards Zhang Yuanliao. The latter rushed up immediately, but Qiao Feilin then stepped forward to stop him. With a move of her white wrist, the long whip turned into a flexible dragon and attacked the other party.

Zhang Yuanliao was quite furious, and he shook Qiao Feilin's attack with a palm, shouting angrily at Han Chen, "Stupid brat, do you dare?"

"What's the matter?" Han Chen sneered, and there was an extra sword in his hand. The sword was dancing. The extremely sharp sword force made the air flow in the audience extremely chaotic.

"A Shocking Sword!"

A dazzling solid sword light shot into the sky. Song An, who was already scared, only cared about his eyes, but did not notice the sky above his head. A shocking sword, a shocking sword. It was like a sickle wielding by the god of death, and the extremely lethal sword light hit Song An from top to bottom with the momentum of breaking the wind.

Hiss! Blood splattered in the sky, and internal organs flew together. Under the hundreds of pairs of shocked gazes around, Song An, the eldest son of Feiying Sect, was chopped in half in public. The chaotic ground was in chaos, and Song An also failed to scream, but died even more tragic than Song Jiang.

Han Chen's methods shocked everyone in the audience. The people who pointed and said sarcastic words just now were already scared to death.

Bang! Ke Yinye and Du Bushu, who were besieged by the Gongsun family, finally couldn't hold on. They fell to the ground and couldn't get up. It was not easy for them to hold on for so long.

"Kill them." Zhang Yuanliao shouted in a deep voice. Han Chen killed Song Jiang and Song An in public, and the former also thought of killing Ke Yinye and Du Bushu to return it to him.

"Hehe, that's what you mean." Gongsun Zhi showed a hideous smile on his face.

Han Chen's face changed drastically, and the Taixu Dragon Walk accelerated to the fastest. When Gongsun Zhi and his friends took action, they also attacked at the same time, "The Four Symbols Decision is the Extreme Water."

The air instantly became extremely cold, and a frozen cold air roared towards the Gongsun family and the others. Gongsun Zhi couldn't help but pause, and the Wuyuan power in his body seemed to be hindered.

In a hurry, he quickly shouted to Gongsun Zihao and his group beside him, "Kill them."

Gongsun Zihao was already unable to wait, so he raised the sharp sword in his left hand and stabbed Ke Yinye's throat quickly.

"Grey-haired ghost." Du Bushu's eyes were so shocked that they were blood-red. Ke Yinye frowned, clenched his fists with his hands, and his eyes were flashing with unyielding reluctance.

"Hehe, go see the King of Hell!" Gongsun Zihao smiled viciously. Just when his sword edge was less than two centimeters away from Ke Yinye's throat, Han Chen jumped up, as flexible as a single one

"The cheetah that flies.

"The Mad Thunder of the Four Symbols."

Boom! Two bolts of blue intersected in the void and collided, and everyone in the audience was shocked and buzzed. The Gongsun family and his group were all stopped, and blood flowed out of Gongsun Zihao's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword light pricked everyone's eyes, and Gongsun Zihao's pupils shrank to the size of a needle. Hiss! The long sword in Hanchen's hand pierced into his eyebrows without any warning.

The entire Xingzhi Square became silent, but huge waves were stirring up in everyone's hearts.

First it was Song Jiang, then Song An, and now it was Gongsun Zihao. Han Chen was performing a shocking and ruthless killing with the momentum of thunder.

"Brother Zihao." Gongsun Hongyue's face turned pale, and hatred and anger were written on her face.

Han Chen drew out the long sword, Gongsun Zihao's eyebrows were bleeding, and he fell to the ground with a bang, opening his eyes that were scattered, and he died with his eyes open.

Ke Yinye and Du Bushu, who had saved their lives, were completely shocked. Is this person in front of him really Han Chen? He took action ruthlessly and ruthlessly, just like a god of killing.

Zhang Yuanliao, who was entangled with Qiao Feilin, was shocked and angry. At this moment, his heart was completely in chaos, and he was in a mess. In just a few blinks, Han Chen killed four people in a row. This impressive record was enough to shock the whole audience. Such a person was really terrible. He had to eliminate the roots and relieve the future troubles forever.

Zhang Yuanliao's face was filled with infinite murderous intent, and the momentum of the fourth level of the half-step martial arts realm burst out with all his strength. He opened his right five fingers and attacked Qiao Feilin.

"Spiritual Destroy Cave Heavenly Finger!"

Swish! In an instant, a condensed beam of light broke through the air and tilted down towards Qiao Feilin. Qiao Feilin's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and the long whip turned into a spiral shape, forming a high-speed rotating shield surface. The crisscrossing whip shadows quickly condensed into a small tornado.

Bang! A fingering beam collided with the tornado head-on, and the aftermath of the chaotic force erupted.

After all, Qiao Feilin's strength was much worse than the other party. The tornado transformed by the whip shadow was instantly broken by the finger beam, and a powerful force came. Qiao Feilin was shocked and retreated, and a trace of blood flowed out along the corner of her mouth.

Han Chen was shocked and wanted to come forward to help. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanliao ignored Qiao Feilin and rushed towards Han Chen.
Chapter completed!