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"My God! This, this is the high-level beast emperor at the ninth level of Tongtian Realm, evil, evil bone demon, demon emperor..."

"It's really the Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor."

"How is that possible?"

...

When almost everyone in the audience thought that Han Chen was going to pay the price for his arrogance, along with the vast evil aura, an evil bone demon emperor with a domineering aura of endless terrifying beasts appeared behind Han Chen.

Looking at the Heavenly Demon Emperor, whose body was not covered with flesh and blood and white bones, everyone in the audience widened their eyes and their hearts trembled.

"Roar!"

The Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor raised the hideous huge skull, trembling the surging beast emperor's aura, and flew up against the blood-red whip. The terrifying momentum caused the sky to turmoil and the world to be uneasy.

Blood Rain and Whip and Thunder are unstoppable.

The power of evil bones shakes the sky and the earth.

Under the gaze of more than 100,000 pairs of eyes in the audience, the blood-red long whip was head-on with the phantom of the Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor.

"Boom..."

The heavy loud noise was like two thunders converging, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the terrifying energy riot was comparable to a mountain torrent. The wind over Tianfeng Square was like a collapse of the clouds, and the sky seemed to collapse.

The blood rain whip and thunder set off a rolling wind and thunder. The vast momentum was like ten thousand big drums pounding at the same time. It was deafening. On the battlefield, lightning and thunder were roaring, and red rain drifted.

"Bang bang..."

The blood-red long whip slashed firmly on the phantom of the Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor, but no one expected that the ferocious phantom just trembled violently, and the solid body became much more illusory. Apart from this, there was no other change.

"Heaven, the Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor actually blocked Pu Shijie's blood whip."

"That's an attack that even Meng Shaoran can't stand!"

"How did Hanchen do it?"

...

Without waiting for everyone to react, the phantom of the Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor raised his hand and bounced the blood-red long whip away, and then he rushed towards Pu Shijie in front of him without diminishing his attack.

"Roar!"

The ferocious head was extremely lurking, and the hollow eye sockets were filled with a rich red light. In the huge mouth, the sharp fangs flashed with a cold luster.

A terrifying pressure swept over, and Pu Tianze's pupils reflected the terrifying head of the Evil Bone Heavenly Demon Emperor. At this moment, he was frightened without a trace of blood on his face.

"Bang bang..."

An extremely violent wave of power burst out more than ten meters in front of Pu Shijie. The terrifying destructive momentum twisted the space to the extreme. The majestic wave of air was like the halo generated when the stars burst, sweeping across all directions.

Under the horror of thousands of people below the square, Pu Shijie seemed to be a bird hit by a mountain, and his mouth was spurted out of his mouth and his body quickly fell downwards.

"Bang!"

Pu Shijie landed, and the hearts of more than 100,000 people in the audience also shrank tightly. He watched a huge sinkhole appear on the table, countless deep cracks spreading around, and the stone bricks on the surface collapsed and burst.

"Boom!"

One move, just one move.

Meng Shaoran's fate just now was completely copied, but this time, Bu Meng Shao and then Chen were the arrogant Pu Shijie just now.

Quiet, silence as dead.

The square where more than 100,000 people were in became silent, and they were as dumb as a wooden chicken and as shocked as a cicada.

Is this a dream?

Pu Shijie, who was half a step into the ninth level of Tongtian Realm, couldn't even catch Han Chen's move.

At this moment, even the people from several first-class sects on the northern platform widened their eyes, and even the nine geniuses were full of surprise.

Xuanyuan Peak, Gu Jianmen, Taiqing Sect, Yuelan Empire, Wufu Zongfan and others were all stunned. They felt that what was happening in front of them was like dreaming, and they felt that it was not real enough.

"Cough, cough cough..." Pu Shijie kept coughing out blood in the huge pit on the ground, his whole body was in a mess, his face covered in shock and looked at Han Chen in the sky. "You? What, how could it be?"

Han Chen looked at the other person with a look of disdain, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Vulnerable."

Immediately, my eyes turned to Pu Tianlin, a genius in the Tianfu team, and his tone was still cold, "Are I qualified to challenge you now?"

"Boom!"

After the silence, the audience suddenly burst into a terrifying noise, and all kinds of chaotic sounds rose into the sky, with amazement, curses, and joy.

Almost all the disciples of Qixuan Peak stood up, shouting loudly, clapping and applauding.

"Senior Brother Hanchen, great, haha!"

"Junior Brother Hanchen, you are so handsome, champion!"

"Champion, Han Chen, the champion of the Battle of Yaotian."

...

Wang Zhaoyi, Wu Ling, Li Tuo, Jiang Lingchuan and others shouted so hard that their faces were red and their necks were thick, and their slaps were red. They shouted excitedly.

Xuexi's red lips were pursed, with ripples in her beautiful eyes, and her beautiful eyes were filled with softness.

In the remote corner of the west platform, Qiao Feilin, Ming Ruo, Gu Ling, Gu Li and others were also very surprised. No one expected that Han Chen's performance could be described as Shi Potian's shock.

At the same time, after seeing the reactions shown by the Qixuan Peak, they couldn't help but understand that Han Chen was a disciple of the Qixuan Peak inner sect who had been very famous in recent times. They were not of the same name and surname, but both were the same person.

The Taiqing Sect, Yintian Palace, Dayin Empire, and Tianshan Sect's rulers who had some grudges against Hanchen all changed their faces. Xiao Yue, Yinzhu, Cang Xiongfei and others had already had a gloomy face, and their hearts were filled with inexplicable concerns.

Cang Yan'er, who hated Han Chen, had a gloomy face. She knew that it would be almost impossible to kill Han Chen in the future. It was not only the difference in strength, but also because the other party was Qixuan Peak behind it.

Everyone on Xuanyuan Peak was in a bit complicated.

Seeing Han Chen as powerful was originally a happy thing, but the other party seemed to have hooked up with Qixuan Peak, and there was no connection with Xuanyuan Peak anymore.

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan Peak is really funny. Over the past few hundred years, two amazing geniuses have finally emerged, one is Han Chen and the other is Li Xiuwen. But who would have thought that the two became disciples of Qixuan Peak and the Sword Sect respectively, and made a wedding dress for others.

Especially Li Xiuwen, Xuan Yuanfeng was training him with all his strength, but no one knew that those things were nothing in the face of interests.

Even though Han Chen amazes the audience, Xuan Yuanfeng is still not very happy.

...

"Pu Tianlin, am I qualified to challenge you now?" The thick voice was overturned and magnificent.

Pu Tianlin's face was already extremely gloomy, and his fists were clenched, without any concealing the murderous intent in his body.

The other eight geniuses all showed the expression of watching the show. Even Pu Shiqiong, who is also the Heavenly Mansion, was as if he had a faint smile on his lips, and he looked like he was not in his own business.

"I really regret it. I should have killed you, an ant." A cold light flashed in Pu Tianlin's eyes, "But it doesn't matter. It's the same for completing this matter today."

The smell of gunpowder was filled with the air, and the war was about to break out.

The referee on the field swept his eyes to the ruler of the Tianfu in the middle of the tower in the north, Pu Xinghe.

In fact, from the beginning, everyone in the audience would pay attention to the face of the overlord of Tianluo Prefecture from time to time. No matter what happened, no one dared to ignore him.

However, Pu Xinghe's expression was as calm as the water in the pool, and he was not angry at all because of Pu Shijie's failure, and he didn't even have a frown. Perhaps in his opinion, the failure of the disciples of the Tianfu in the war was just an ordinary and inconsistent thing.

Pu Xinghe nodded slightly and gave instructions to the referee off the court.

The referee understood it and first pointed at Han Chen on the field and said, "The Battle of Yaotian will continue. Is there anyone who wants to compete for the championship in the Battle of Yaotian?"

Quiet, no one answered.

The referee glanced across the game and then said, "If no one comes on the court again, then the champion of the Battle of Yaotian will be born."

In the eyes of everyone, what the referee said was simply nonsense. Even monsters like Pu Shijie could not handle Han Chen's battle. Apart from the top ten geniuses, who else dared to fight Han Chen?

The referee himself also knew that what he said was nothing but a nonsense, but the process still had to be done.

"Since that's the case, the champion of the Battle of Yaotian will be born. The third part of the Tianfu Conference will be held, challenging the Tianjiao." The referee's eyes looked at Han Chen again and said solemnly, "Please report to your own home and choose the Tianjiao you want to challenge."

Self-reported home?

Everyone here was stunned. Who doesn’t know Han Chen’s identity now? Do you need to report your own home?

However, the referee is not talking nonsense. After all, any situation will happen at the Tianfu Conference. It is not impossible to take the champion away by an unknown straitor. Therefore, he reported himself to the family to clarify the other party's identity.

...

Under the attention of everyone in the audience, Han Chen slowly said, "Han Chen comes from Qianting City, the disciple of Xuanyuan Peak,"

"Boom!"

What?

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned. What was Han Chen saying? Xuanyuan Peak’s disciple? It was not Qixuan Peak?

Thousands of eyes subconsciously swept to the remote corner on the west platform. Everyone clearly remembered that just as the Star and Moon Battle, Li Xiuwen, who had won five consecutive games, came out of that position. But now Li Xiuwen is sitting in the team of the Sword Sect.

Everyone at Xuanyuan Peak was shocked. Xuan Fengzi, Xuan Yingzi, Ruoying, and Xie Kun couldn't believe what they heard in his ears. Also shocked were the group of people from Qixuan Peak.

The referee off the court was very surprised and asked tentatively, "Are you wrong?"

"No." Han Chen's tone was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, "I was originally a disciple of Xuanyuan Peak, but later I entered Qixuan Peak. Thanks to the cultivation of the leaders and elders of Qixuan Peak, I am honored to be a member of the disciples of the inner sect. But after all, I, Han Chen, is still a member of Xuanyuan Peak."

Han Chen looked apologetically at the Great Elder of Qixuan Peak, "Great Elder, I'm sorry. Although I, Han Chen, are just a small person, I also know the principle that you should not forget your roots in life. Please allow me to rank Xuanyuan Peak first."
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