Chapter Six Hundred and Ninety Second: A Big Deal Is on the Table

His opponents are not weak, whether it is the veteran five masters, or Ghost Dance and Situ Gang, this ape is all based on his own strength. watermark ad test watermark ad test

In today's Haotianzong, it can be said that everyone knows Xiao Chen, and when he heard that a master from Manyuelou came to challenge him, his interest was immediately aroused.

In the courtyard, Xiao Chen put on his clothes, and slowly said Qiu Yi's name several times in his heart. It was only then that I remembered who the other party was, why I had a quarrel with him, and why I said so about him.

"Just come to challenge, why bother to say so many high-sounding words, it's boring."

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, showing a little disdain, and understood why he didn't remember this person. Such nonsense, high-sounding, hypocritical people, it's strange if they really remember it.

On the lake in front, there are waves of ripples and waves.

Two figures came quickly, they were Yue Chenxi and Gong Yangyu who heard the news, after a few breaths, they landed in front of Xiao Chen.

"Senior brother Xiao Chen, you've got a big deal to deal with." Yue Chenxi smiled lightly, and said playfully, without being too nervous.

Xiao Chen shrugged and said, "It's not a big deal."

Gong Yangyu smiled and said: "Not too big? Despicable and shameless, ungrateful for profit, cowardly, plotting against his companions, every one is a big hat."

Xiao Chen smiled helplessly: "You two don't really believe these nonsense, do you?"

Yue Chenxi chuckled, and said seriously: "Stop joking, Xiao Chen, how sure are you?"

Gong Yangyu also said in a deep voice: "Manyuelou is located in the eighteen states in the south. In terms of strength and background, it is no worse than our Haotian state. He must have something to rely on to challenge you in such a big battle, otherwise he will lose face if he loses." Gone."

"100% sure." Xiao Chen said calmly, but extremely confidently.

Yue Chenxi and Gong Yangyu looked at each other, and their hearts were relieved. They both knew that Xiao Chen would never speak big words, and when he said he was 100% sure, he must be 100% sure.

"Who is Xiao Chen?"

Just as the three of them were about to leave the city for Jujian Peak, an old man in blue fell from the sky, suspended in the air, and said to the three of them.

On the sleeves of the old man, there was embroidered the logo of the elder of the Haotian School, his cultivation level was advanced, only a line behind Shui Lingling, obviously his status was not low.

Xiao Chen took a step forward and said, "I am."

The old man in blue looked at Xiao Chen, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and found that with his cultivation base, he couldn't see through Xiao Chen completely.

Withdrawing his gaze, the old man said: "The battle bell is ringing, and those who are named must fight. This is a clause stipulated by all the major sects in the Tianwu Domain. I hope you will go all out and don't lose the name of my Clear Sky School!" .”

"must."

The three of them followed the old man and flew towards the Jujian Peak. The Jujian Peak is only three thousand meters high, and it doesn't look outstanding among the mountains surrounding Haotian City.

But the top arena built on the top of the mountain and the war bell erected made it unique.

The peak of Jujian Peak was directly cut into a broad platform by big men with boundless strength, and the buildings on the peak were very simple.

There is a wooden frame in the center, with a height of 100 meters. On the frame is an ancient and majestic war bell. Not far away is the arena made of Hanshan stone.

The simple platform, except for the lingering wind, makes people feel a bleak war accident, there is nothing else.

"Here, Xiao Chen is here!"

The disciples from all walks of life who came early around the ring saw the few people flying in the air, their eyes lit up, and their spirits were stunned.

Qiu Yi stood under the ring, looked at Xiao Chen in the air, with a sneer on his face, and a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Around him, all the disciples from the various sects who killed the lone wolf together last time all came, with a hint of hatred in their eyes.

This is especially true for Qian Xuanzong's Zhuo Ping. She attacked Xiao Chen in a sneak attack, but the bridge of her nose collapsed after being hit by Xiao Chen. After her injury, she couldn't fully recover.

The bridge of the nose is slightly out of alignment, which makes the beauty of an otherwise beautiful and perfect face greatly lost.

"Brother Qiu, it's up to you to avenge our revenge this time." Seeing that the battle was about to start, a group of people behind said to Qiu Yi.

Qiu Yi held the scabbard in his right hand, with a confident smile on his face, he said: "Don't worry, I have broken through the bottleneck of the middle-rank Martial Emperor and reached the top-rank Martial Emperor, that kid just bullied us last time because we don't have real energy. "

"This time, I will not only make him kneel down and beg for mercy, but also ruin his reputation and make him unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life."

call out!

The old man in blue led Xiao Chen and the three of them, and landed steadily on the opposite side of the ring, and then floated directly to the bottom of the ring, acting as the referee for this battle.

"Swords have no eyes, Manyuelou Qiu Yi, once the bell is ringing, it is equivalent to ringing the contract of life and death automatically, you understand."

"Naturally understand that even if I beat this person to death, the Haotian School will not hold me accountable."

Qiu Yi tiptoed, and flew up to the arena elegantly, holding the long sword with his hands folded around his chest, squinting at Xiao Chen, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, after such a long time, you have only just reached the level of a middle-rank Martial Emperor."

Xiao Chen didn't argue with him, and with a light jump, he landed on the ring.

"Xiao Chen, I saw that your cultivation base was low that day, so I kindly invited you to kill the lone wolf together, but you despicably preserve your strength."

"When the lone wolf is killed, the agreement will be torn up immediately, the kindness will be repaid, and the disciples who have exhausted their true energy will be beaten and taught. You say, will you admit it!"

With a gloomy expression, Qiu Yi asked Xiao Chen angrily. Pingnan and the group of people who came with him also took the opportunity to echo loudly, cursing at them, blurting out all the ugly words.

The disciples of the Haotian School who came here to watch the battle also changed slightly when they heard the words. They couldn't believe that Xiao Chen would be such a person, and began to discuss in a low voice.

What Qiu Yi wanted was this kind of effect, first let Xiao Chen be unreasonable in the righteousness, and finally use absolute strength to trample him hard to completely eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Xiao Chen, now that so many people are testifying, why do you have to quibble!" Qiu Yi pointed at Xiao Chen and said coldly.

The white clothes fluttered, dancing with the wind, Xiao Chen looked calm, and only replied, "It's over."

Seeing that Xiao Chen was so calm, without the slightest panic and guilty conscience, and the picture was quite different from what he expected, Qiu Yi was shocked, and said a little out of words: "You..."

"Finished? Then you can get out!"

Xiao Chen's face turned cold, and the ancient emperor's aura that had been refined by Dacheng carelessly burst out of his body, like a god descending, and Qiu Yi was stunned on the spot.

The energy in the body surged violently, and then quickly burned half of it, and the blue smoke from the Tianmen Point shot up into the sky, and Xiao Chen punched the sky.

Among the blue clouds that burned most of the side, there was a dragon's roar, and a green dragon's claw clenched into a fist, carrying the might of the sky, falling from the sky.

Just as Qiu Yi broke free from Xiao Chen's aura, before he could draw out his long sword, he was punched like a thunderbolt and fell flat on the ground.

The strength of 1.8 million catties, after burning, reached a terrifying strength of 2 million catties. Qiu Yi lay face down on the ground and blasted the ring out of spider-like gaps.

Xiao Chen flashed lightly, landed beside Qiu Yi's body, and kicked him without giving him a chance to struggle to get up.

Like a sandbag, Qiu Yi's body rolled several times in the air and fell towards the crowd.

From the moment Xiao Chen finished speaking, to kicking Qiu Yi out with a punch, the whole process took only two blinks of an eye.

Swift as the wind, thunderous and decisive.

Everyone around was stunned, especially those disciples who came with Qiu Yi. The ending was completely beyond their expectations.

A moment ago, under the leadership of Qiu Yi, they were still aggressively criticizing Xiao Chen's process, but after only one breath, Qiu Yi flew down lying down.

Jing Yi was dead at the scene, no one said a word, and none of them thought of the expected shocking battle, Xiao Chen solved it with one punch.

Many people didn't even know what was going on, it happened so fast.

Only some inner sect disciples with higher cultivation bases could see some doubts. The strength of Xiao Chen's punch could already exceed that of an ordinary high-rank Martial Emperor.

The sudden attack in terms of momentum, coupled with Qiu Yi's carelessness, everything actually became logical. How can one be careless when a master fights, a single mistake can turn the tide of the battle in an instant.

The warriors accompanying Qiu Yi frantically healed his wounds, fed him elixirs, and poured his true energy.

"Xiao Chen, your attack is too vicious, it's so hard!"

"Not only are you despicable and shameless, you are also ruthless!"

The warriors who were traveling with him originally planned to let Qiu Yi vent their anger on them, but this ending was really unbearable for them, and they cursed Xiao Chen one after another.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, he was disdainful in his heart, and he didn't bother to argue, only the weak would make such unreasonable troubles, showing the advantage of tongue.

"If you are not convinced, you can ring the war bell at any time."

Replying indifferently, Xiao Chen looked at the performance of this group of people with cold eyes, and those disciples who were cursing at each other all kept silent, not daring to say anything more.

With Qiu Yi in front of him, how could he dare to go up and take his own humiliation.

Zhuoping of Qianxuanzong's eyes flickered coldly, looking at Xiao Chen on the stage, he wished to ring the battle bell immediately and cut him into pieces.

But when he thought of what happened to Qiu Yi, he gritted his teeth with hatred, his footsteps were as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't move an inch.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and shook his head secretly in his heart. He just felt that it was too boring to waste time on such a group of incompetent people who only talk.

"Since no one is ringing the bell, I will take my leave."

Nodding slightly to the elder in blue, Xiao Chen turned around and prepared to leave. The wild battlefield will officially open at the end of the month, and he has no time to waste here.

clang! clang!

At this moment, the ancient war bell suddenly rang two long bells, and the bells echoed on the top of the mountain, stirring up the wind that had lasted for many years.

Echoing in the ears of everyone, hearing the sound of the battle bell at such a close distance makes people's blood boil and burst out with a strong fighting spirit.

"It is worthy of being the true king of the sky world, but it has only grown to this extent in three months."

A cold voice came from afar, and everyone on the top of the mountain hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound source, only to see two figures in the void, carrying the lingering cold wind, quickly grazing towards them.

The person who spoke casually fiddled with his pale right hand, and streams of cold icy essence shot out, hitting the ancient war bell non-stop.