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"This is the formation master of our Sword Sect, Elder Chang Ming."

A disciple of the Sword Sect who had almost died in Han Chen's hands in the Immortal Valley said with shame. Chang Ming also raised his head and raised his chest, and a sense of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Oh? It turns out it's you Chang Ming..." Han Chen raised his eyebrows lightly, pretending to be a faint surprised expression, and at the same time he was mixed with a little disdain.

Everyone was confused by Han Chen's expression. What was wrong with this kid? It would be fine if he didn't kneel down and beg for mercy, but he looked fearless.

Liu Yueqing frowned and cursed coldly, "Hanchen thief, don't play tricks. No matter what conspiracy you make today, you will be dead."

Han Chen spread his hands and shrugged, not even looking at Liu Yueqing. He looked at Chang Ming in front of him with a slight chuckling, and said, "Master of Formation? Haha, my master said that Elder Chang Ming of the Sword Sect has extraordinary talent and great understanding. He has a high level of attainment in formation, but..."

Han Chen paused, shook his head and sighed, "But, Elder Chang Ming seems to be a little bit away from the word "grandmaster".

"Master, don't believe his nonsense." Liu Yueqing hurriedly reminded.

"Hmph." Chang Ming's face darkened, and he thought to forgive Han Chen for having no more tricks, he could not escape his palm. Then he shouted coldly, "I wonder who your master is?"

"Haha." Han Chen did not answer the other party's question. His squinting eyes suddenly turned to Liu Yueqing on the other side, and then said with interest, "Elder Chang Ming, did you tell you that when you participated in the formation assessment at Wanzhen Villa, I set up a formation called "Wanjie Zhuxian Formation"?"

What? The Wanjie Zhuxian Formation?

Except for Liu Yueqing and the other two Sword Sect members who were present on the same day, the other people changed their faces and were shocked.

If anyone in Tianluozhou doesn’t know the reputation of the Wanjie Zhuxian Formation, then he is really embarrassed to go out.

Chang Ming also frowned, but seeing Liu Yueqing's expression, Han Chen said it must be true. "Boy, are you from the 'Tianzhen Sect'?"

"Haha, what do you think?" Han Chen smiled faintly.

"Hmph, so what if you are from the Tiange Sect? Kill me from the Sword Sect, you will be smashed into pieces today." A disciple of the Sword Sect cursed angrily. The name of the Tiange Sect only shocked the Sword Sect, but it has not yet reached the point of fear.

Han Chen's face remained unchanged, and his tone became calmer. "Is that right? But don't blame me for not reminding you before you kill me. At that time, because of my death, once the war between the two major sects is initiated, the consequences will be extraordinary."

"Hmph." Liu Yueqing sneered and replied disdainfully, "Hanchen little thief, be careful of being sarcastic. Just because of your death alone? Will the Tianzhi Sect tear apart with our Sword Sect? Are you too arrogant to yourself?"

"That's right, you don't even think about how much you have? You dare to say such big words."

"Stupid brat, don't talk nonsense, and don't wait to die."

...

The Sword Sect and his group did not worry that Han Chen's "power behind it" was the Tiange Sect, so they wanted to continue to prepare for action.

Han Chen raised his handsome eyebrows and looked at Chang Ming without fear in his eyes, "By the way, Elder Chang Ming, forgot to answer your question. The master below is the highest ruler of the Tiancheng Sect. As for his name, I believe you all know it, haha."

Everyone's expressions changed again. Liu Yueqing was shocked and subconsciously blurted out, saying, "Are you a personal disciple of the Sect Master Meng Xingzi?"

Meng Xingzi? Hanchen's eyes lit up. It turned out that the ruler of the Tiancheng Sect was named Meng Xingzi. Hanchen laughed secretly. Liu Yueqing was really unable to hold back. If this happened, Hanchen could not help but be more confident in the other party.

"Hehe." Han Chen smiled without saying a word, his fingers fumbled his chin, and a faint playful look on his face.

Liu Yueqing and others of the Sword Sect couldn't help but look at each other, all of whom were surprised in the eyes of each other.

If Han Chen was really a personal disciple of Meng Xingzi, the leader of the Tiancheng Sect, it would be a bit difficult to deal with. After all, the personal disciple is no more than ordinary disciples, especially the personal disciple of the sect leader. Once killed, it would be equivalent to slapping the entire Tiancheng Sect in the face. It is difficult to guarantee that the two major sects will not provoke a fight.

Chang Ming stared at Han Chen with a cold gaze. From beginning to end, he had been observing Han Chen's every move and expression.

However, after experiencing many life and death, Han Chen's mentality has long been far beyond that of his peers. Facing the moments of life and death, he can still remain calm.

"Hmph." Chang Ming let out a soft hum in his breath, "Boy, you made it too much. I have never heard of the Sect Master Meng Xingzi having a personal disciple named Han Chen. You kept saying that Meng Xingzi is your master. Do you have any evidence?"

"Haha, this is your ignorance of Elder Chang Ming. Could it be that my master has accepted a few disciples and has to announce it out with great fanfare so that Tianluozhou and even the entire Dongxuan people can know it? If you want to tell the evidence, I would like to ask Elder Chang Ming, do you think the strongest killing formation of my Tiancheng Sect, the 'Wanjie Zhuxian Formation' can be studied by ordinary disciples?"

Han Chen turned the topic back to the Wanjie Zhuxian Formation.

After hearing what he said, the Sword Sect and his group were a little bit skeptical. The Wanjie Zhuxian Formation is the method of the Tiange Sect to maintain the sect, and it ranks third in the killing formation rankings in the world. Even if you look at the entire Tiange Sect, there are only a few senior elders who are qualified to study this formation.

If Han Chen is young, but can set up such a profound killing formation, he is at least a core disciple of the Tiancheng Sect.

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Han Chen was not in a hurry. He wrapped his arms in front of him, and leisurely observed the three-colored mad bull behind Chang Ming.

"Moo..." Man Kuangniu let out a low roar in dissatisfaction, and white smoke spewed out from his nostrils.

After a brief hesitation, Chang Ming narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmph, stinky brat, even if you are Meng Xingzi's personal disciple, you have no reason to survive if you kill my Sword Sect."

"What do you want?"

"I will take you back to the Sword Sect first and leave it to the Sect Master of my Sword Sect to deal with it myself."

Chang Ming was also worried about it, and it was of great importance. He did not dare to kill Han Chen rashly. Another key point is that Chang Ming had a different idea. For a powerful formation with a famous reputation as the "Wanjie Zhuxian Formation". Chang Ming had already coveted his heart. When he heard that Han Chen could arrange the Wanjie Zhuxian Formation, Chang Ming began to think about how to get the structure routine of the formation.

Han Chen frowned and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. My life was finally saved for the time being. As long as he saved his life, there would be hope for a day of escape.

"Haha, OK! I also want to communicate with your Sword Sect leader." Han Chen said with a faint smile.

"Master, don't believe his nonsense..."

Before Liu Yueqing could finish her words, Chang Ming waved his hand to stop the other party, then waved at Han Chen, "Swish..." a black thing flew out.

Han Chen was slightly shocked and held the thing in his hand, and saw that it was a gray-brown pill.

"Fengyuan Dan?" Han Chen was a little surprised.

"Hmph, that's right, it's the fifth-grade Fengyuan Dan." Chang Ming's eyes burst into his stern look, and he said in an unquestionable tone, "Eat this fifth-grade Fengyuan Dan."

"This is not good, right? Don't waste your precious medicinal materials." Han Chen looked unwilling.

"I give you two choices. The first is to eat it. The second is to break all your hands and feet and drag it back to the Sword Sect."

"No! Old man, you are really cruel!"

"Looking for death..." Chang Ming's eyes widened, and the surging aura of a strong man vented from his body. With a "boom!", a deep crack suddenly spread on the ground under his feet.

But seeing that the other party was about to get angry, Han Chen quickly waved his hand to stop him, "No, I'll eat it, can't I eat it?"

After saying that, Han Chen threw Feng Yuandan into his mouth with "unwillingness and unwillingness".

After seeing the other party do as he did, Chang Ming's expression was relieved. Liu Yueqing and others from the Sword Sect also showed a joking and sarcastic look.

The effectiveness of this fifth-grade sealed Yuan Dan is enough to make the strong men in the Tongtian realm lose their martial arts power within a few months.

If you want to unlock this Fengyuan Dan, the only way is to take another fifth-grade Fengyuan Dan of the same level.

Looking at the contemptuous smiles of everyone, Han Chen looked helpless and helpless on the surface, but he sneered in his heart. "This group of stupid people, even God is helping me now."

"Take him away." Chang Ming said coldly.

Immediately, a few disciples of the Sword Sect walked to Hanchen and kicked him directly. Hanchen quickly stopped, "Stop, don't touch me, I will leave myself."

"What are you going? If you go, when will you be able to get the Sword Sect?" A disciple of the Sword Sect cursed fiercely.

"Or what should I do? You have blocked Wu Yuanli by you now. I can't fly even if I want to. Could it be that you still have to carry me?"

"Hmph, it's a lot."

Chang Ming flashed to Han Chen's side, grabbed the other party's shoulder, and then threw it at the three-color Man Kuangniu in front of him. "Bang..." Han Chen was caught off guard and fell directly on the back of Man Kuangniu.

The cow's back was as hard as a stone. Han Chen, whose Wu Yuanli was sealed, suddenly fell down and his eyes were filled with stars, grinning in pain.

“Moo…”

The three-colored crazy bull roared with dissatisfaction, his majestic voice was deafening, and the cold blood surged, and he almost vomited blood when he was shocked.

"The crazy bull, take this little beast away with you." Chang Ming shouted.

“Moo…”
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