The pace of the matter was really beyond everyone's expectations. It was originally a confrontation between the Puppet Sect Du Chang and the Demon Puppet City Wu Yu.

With the appearance of the four members of the Sword Sect, Han Chen's trouble instantly turned into Han Chen.

Looking at Han Chen who was chased by Leng Ao in the void, the expressions of the people below were different.

Xinghui and Yin Ping of the Sword Sect all looked indifferent and complacent. Their eyes looked at Han Chen as if they were looking at the dead.

"Damn bastard, where are you going today?" Xinghui's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. She, who had the intention to kill Han Chen, hated her even more after being defeated by the opponent in a crushing devil sea pier.

When I meet each other here today, I can only describe it as a narrow path for enemies.

Ye Xiaoke stood there a little worried. She still didn't understand what kind of confidence Han Chen had to dare to stay here. A cold and arrogant person alone was one level higher than the other party, not to mention a monster at the eighth level of Tongtian Realm, Jian Ling.

"Boy, will you know you have escaped?" Leng Ao said contemptuously as he faced him.

"Why should I run away?"

Han Chen suddenly turned around, and the surging Wu Yuan power burst out from his body. His hands instantly changed several complicated hand decisions. The yang energy between heaven and earth became restless, and quickly condensed on Han Chen's fingertips, turning into a square imperial seal.

"Shadow's Seal!"

Han Chen shouted loudly, and the first step of the Emperor's Seal of the Heaven was completed in the blink of an eye. The extremely solid four emperor seal roared towards Leng Ao. During the movement, it magnified infinitely, like a mountain flying from the sky, with its momentum shocking the sky and unstoppable.

"Hmph, a trick."

Leng Ao snorted disdainfully, and the sword in his hand burst out with bright red lights. The sword edge was facing the four imperial seals. The rich red light condensed in front of the sword edge, forming a vigorous red wave.

The red air waves rotated rapidly in front of Leng Ao's body with a spiral. The space was violently distorted, and the wild and domineering powerful swords penetrated the entire audience, unparalleled.

"boom……"

The sword in Leng Ao's hand directly hit the four imperial seals. The imperial seal could not block it for half a while, just like a piece of tofu, and was instantly shattered by Leng Ao's sword.

"Bang……"

The four emperor seal burst out from the middle, turning into the yang Xuan Qi all over the sky, venting everywhere in a mess, like layered white waves, stretching thousands of meters.

"Boy, hand over your bad life obediently! Don't resist unnecessary things, hehe." Leng Ao was determined to win, but in his opinion, Han Chen's strength was not at all pressure.

Everyone below had different moods. Due to Leng Ao's arrogant attitude, the people from the Puppet Sect and the Demon Puppet City hoped to see Leng Ao's defeat. But they also knew that with Han Chen's strength, it would be difficult to do it.

On the other side of Xuanyuan Gate, there was no expression of joy or anger on Yuan Yuan's face, and he stood calmly watching the battle in the void.

There was a little gloating in Xiao Bai's eyes. Because of Ye Xiaoke, he had always been displeased with Han Chen. Especially when he saw that Han Chen was different from the past and his cultivation level improved so quickly, he became even more jealous.

On the side of the Sword Sect, Xinghui and Yin Ping seemed to have seen Han Chen die under Leng Ao Sword. Both the master and the disciple couldn't hope that Han Chen would die sooner.

"The sixth level of Tongtian Realm, haha, interesting." Jian Ling raised his eyebrows lightly, hugged his hands in front of him, gently rubbed his chin with his index finger, and a faint playful smile on his lips.

"It is your honor to be able to die under my sword, hehe."

Leng Ao didn't take Han Chen seriously at all. He raised his hand and shook it, and a blood-colored sword light that was hundreds of feet long soared into the sky, taking Han Chen's life with the momentum of piercing through the sky.

The sword speed is as fast as the flowing light. The sword power is so strong that it penetrates the long rainbow.

"I dare not take such an honor, so you should leave it to yourself!"

Han Chen sneered and responded, and at the same time he continuously shot out powerful palm power. Every palm could cause turmoil in the space.

The surging Wu Yuanli turned into a rich black palm force under Han Chen's palm, and the overlapping palm force erupted to shake the sky. In an instant, Han Chen directly shot out nine hundred and ninety-nine palms, and the energy fluctuations were extremely violent, as if they were about to erupt.

"The Great Job to Repair the Heavenly Hand!"

"Buzz..." In an instant, a giant hand that repaired the sky was nearly a thousand meters wide and rushed down towards Leng Ao in front, like the divine hand that the gods poked out from the sky, shaking the sky and shaking the galaxy.

With the careful eyes of everyone below, the giant hand of Bu Tian was heavily impacted with the blood-colored sword light of the sky. "Boom!" With a loud bang, the terrifying energy fluctuations were comparable to the collapse of a mountain. The turbulent chaotic force swept the entire audience, as if it was a thick dark cloud swept by the strong wind.

The majestic waves of air spread around, and the ground of the polar grasslands were trembling and restless.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many people below couldn't help but change their faces. The group of people who had never seen Han Chen take action before were all secretly amazed. Unexpectedly, the opponent was able to fight Leng Ao's two attacks in a row with only the sixth level of Tongtian Realm.

"Hehe, little brat, you have some skills!"

The cold and arrogant mood seemed to become particularly excited, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes became stronger and stronger. As soon as he moved his body, the sword waved a Mitsubishi-shaped sword light again.

"Boom!" The Mitsubishi sword light used its extremely powerful piercing force to break a passage in front of the chaotic force area. The next moment, Leng Ao rushed out quickly and arrived in front of Han Chen in the blink of an eye. The sharp sword edge hit the opponent's throat.

"Hehe, goodbye."

"Hiss!" The cold and arrogant sword tore the air, and under the solemn sight of the audience, the extremely lethal sword directly pierced Han Chen's throat.

"Senior Brother Leng Ao, it's a fake phantom." Yin Ping shouted quickly.

Leng Ao frowned and murmured in a deep voice, "Our Sword Sect's sword control technique."

“Buzz…”

Without waiting for Leng Ao to think about it, then a violent wave suddenly came from the sky above his head. Everyone below was shocked, and Han Chen stood above Leng Ao, holding a strange sword in his hand.

The big blade is one and a half meters long, with a sharp edge, and a serrated back. The back is dark red, and it emits a scattered wave of heat. The dark red blade area is carved with exquisite runes, full of fury and domineering momentum.

This is the middle-grade holy weapon, Fire Cloud Sword, given to Han Chen by Elder Lu Xiu of the Dwarf tribe.

"I should say goodbye, I'm the one who should say goodbye."

Han Chen raised his hands above his head and raised the Fire Cloud Knife high. The scorching blade suddenly rose with a substantial vigorous flame. The runes carved on it seemed to be alive, flashing with gorgeous light.

Han Chen waved down with a sword, with a domineering aura, and the roar of rage in the rage of wind and thunder. The endless flame sword lights were surging, and they were fiercely heading towards Leng Ao.

"Damn it." Leng Ao couldn't help but curse, and quickly danced his sword, forming a thick layer of sword aura in front of him, turning into a defensive shield.

However, the power of the medium-grade holy weapon could not be resisted by Leng Ao in a hurry? "Boom!" The flame sword light was like a mad dragon going out to sea, and with the momentum of thunder, it directly shattered the sword shield in front of Leng Ao to pieces. The sword shield burst and burst out, like broken glass fragments, splashing wildly.

Without waiting for Leng Ao to react, Han Chen once again danced the Fire Cloud Sword and slashed it in the simplest posture.

"Two combos."

Leng Ao's face changed and he used his sword to lie above his head, intending to withstand the opponent's attack with brute force.

"Bang!"

The surging impact force swept out, and Leng Ao seemed to have been under pressure from Mount Tai. His body couldn't help but shake, his arms suddenly numb, and his tiger's mouth was faintly cracked.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you." Leng Ao was furious.

"Three combos, get out of here-damn."

As soon as Han Chen finished speaking, with a loud "boom!", a brilliant firework exploded in the sky. The terrifying power was comparable to a mountain torrent. Leng Ao was so shocked that stars appeared in both eyes, and his ears were buzzing. His body flew directly from the sky and was smashed down.

"Bang!"

Leng Ao's legs fell heavily, and the powerful aftermath directly shocked the ground. With Leng Ao as the center, deep cracks spread across the ground. Leng Ao's legs were even more deeply trapped on the surface, and the soil was overwhelmed by the knees.

The appearance of this scene surprised everyone in the audience and was stunned.

Leng arrogance at the seventh level of Tongtian Realm was "tortured" back to the ground by Han Chen at the sixth level of Tongtian Realm.

But seeing Leng Ao's face was gloomy and his clothes and hair were a little messy. Du Chang from the Puppet Sect and Wu Yu from the Demon Puppet City all secretly said to be happy.

The faces of Yuan Yuan from Xuanyuan Gate and Jian Ling from Jian Sect remained unchanged, and their emotions did not fluctuate at all.

Ye Xiaoke's big eyes flashed with bright light, and his cute little face was full of surprise. Even Yinggecheng Fengyi, who was not far away, was a little surprised.

Han Chen's performance was really amazing, but everyone here could see that the majority of the reason why Leng Ao suffered a loss was that he underestimated the enemy too much. He didn't take Han Chen seriously at all, so he suffered such a big loss.

"Senior Brother Leng Ao, don't be careless, kill him." Yin Ping shouted hatefully.

"Damn it's a bastard." Leng Ao's face was gloomy and his right hand tightly held the hilt of the sword, and endless evil spirits spread out from his body.

I was angry, Leng Ao was really angry. I was careless, I was really careless.

He really couldn't imagine that after just a few meetings, he smashed himself in the foot. "Boy, I'll let you see my true strength, and I want you to die a bad death."

Han Chen looked at the other person with a high altitude, held the Huoyun Knife with one hand, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!