Chapter 1,181 Xiao Chen Fights Yan Aotian (1)

"Brother Guitu! What a great fight! It's so exciting!" Xiaotian shouted excitedly, his face flushed.

"The power of Gui Tu's divine skills is greater than that of Bai Yunhe, otherwise he would really not be able to defeat Bai Yunhe." Tianhe said with a smile. Gui Tu won the group competition, and everyone felt relieved.

Xiao Kui said with a smile: "Their divine arts are ordinary at best. Xiao Chen's divine arts are high-level divine arts, so the power is naturally not comparable."

Ghost Tu flew over with serious injuries and said with a strained smile: "How is it? Not bad, right?"

"Good job." Xiao Chen patted Guitu's shoulder and smiled, then handed Gui Tu a pill.

Mu Yunshan said angrily: "You kid secretly practiced the Ultimate Pagoda without telling us. If Wei Yun hadn't told us, we would still have been kept in the dark by you."

"Hehe!" Gui Tu chuckled and said, "I don't want to surprise you."

"Stop talking nonsense, heal your wounds quickly and regain your strength." The Blood Witch scolded, and the Ghost Slaughter immediately shut up and quickly sat down to practice.

"Haha!" Everyone burst into laughter. Gui Tu's fear of the Blood Witch was engraved in his heart. He dared to offend the Blood Witch and control him for a few days.

In the next few days, the arena competition was in full swing, and the young and powerful players participating in the arena competition took the stage one after another. Star Soul Palace, Dan Palace, Soul Sect, and Yin Yang Shaotian of the Yin Yang Family have all participated in the battle, each with their own wins and losses.

In a few days, the second round of the arena competition has also ended, and then the third round of competition will proceed. In the third round of competition, the two groups have a total of more than 12,000 people, and each group has more than 6,000 people. However, the two groups The people in the group were divided into groups, and each group was divided into two groups, black and white. After all, there were still too many people.

Yin Yang Shaotian, Mie Yunkong, Yan Aotian, Xiao Chen, Yan Mo and others passed through all the way, either easily defeating their opponents, or their opponents simply gave up.

As time went by, five days passed in the blink of an eye, and the third round of the arena competition ended. There were more than 6,000 young and powerful people who advanced, and they were divided into groups again.

Entering the fourth round of the arena, only Xiao Chen, Ling Zhan, and Blood Witch were the only ones from the Soul Sect who could advance. In the last round of the arena, Gui Tu faced Xiao Chen, and Gui Tu abstained.

Mu Yunshan also gave up when he faced Yan Aotian. The difference in strength was too big. Similarly, the strong men from Star Soul Palace and Dan Palace were all the same. They either were defeated or they gave up when they encountered too powerful opponents.

The most shocking thing in the whole scene is the strength of Balrog. No matter how powerful the opponent is, whether he is a first-turn Immortal Emperor or a second-turn Immortal Emperor,

The Balrog does not need to use any force. The strength of his body alone is enough to easily injure his opponent and win easily.

For this reason, many strong men such as the Yin Yang Family, the Alchemy Palace, the Star Soul Palace and the Soul Sect paid attention to it. The strength displayed by the Balrog shocked them and at the same time they became more and more curious about the origin of the Balrog. Unfortunately, no one knew.

"The strength of this Balrog is really hard to see through. Who is he? To deal with the powerful second-turn Immortal Emperor, there is no need to use force. Just like brother Xiao Chen, he hides his own cultivation." Yin Yang Shaotian He frowned slightly and said in confusion.

"In short, this person is by no means a good person. Shaotian, don't underestimate the enemy." Yin Yang Fengtian said.

"This child is so hidden that even I, the Immortal, can't see it. It really shouldn't be underestimated." Yin Yang Soul Killer nodded.

On the other side, Yan Aotian kept looking at Yan Mo. Yan Mo's performance had to make him pay attention. He frowned and said: "This Yan Mo has a good background. From his eyes, you can see a kind of contempt for the common people." It feels like I still underestimate him, but that’s none of my business anymore, I just need to defeat Xiao Chen.”

"This kid is indeed not simple. His aloofness is not just an act." Emperor Yantian said, "Maybe even Mie Yunkong is no match for him."

"Mieyunkong can't defeat him? Is this little devil really so scary?" Protector Baitu frowned, somewhat unbelievable.

"Kong'er, the strength of the Flame Demon is beyond our imagination, we must not underestimate it." Mie Xinghun looked at Mie Yunkong and warned him.

Hearing this, Mieyunkong smiled and said, "Don't worry, father. I believe that with my current strength, it will be easy to defeat him."

Not only these big forces, but everyone present was frightened by the strength of Balrog. No one expected this dark horse to be so powerful.

As time goes by, day after day passes, and rounds after rounds of arena competitions end, it becomes more and more difficult to advance. Without strong strength, it is impossible to advance.

The first group of blood witches fought against Ling Zhan and gave up the fight. Now only Xiao Chen, Yin Yang Shaotian, Yan Aotian and Ling Zhan are left. The second group is left with Mie Yunkong, Yan Mo, Dandian Xifeng and Xing. Pang Tong of the Soul Palace.

"The first group of the tenth round, the black number one Yin Yang Shaotian versus the white number one Ling Zhan." Ling Xi's voice sounded from high in the sky.

The further back they went, the more intense the battle became, and the more crazy and excited the crowd watching the battle became. The whole place was extremely noisy, and everyone was shouting crazily.

"Looks like we have to wait a little longer. The Xiao Chen brothers will face Yan Aotian in the next match!" Yin Yang Shaotian said with a smile, hoping that the opponent would be Xiao Chen, but unfortunately not.

"Xiao Chen, I will not give you the title of Alchemy Saint in vain. I will crush all your glory in the arena." Yan Aotian said fiercely in his heart, and glanced at Xiao Chen with his cold and fierce eyes.

"Xiao Chen, it's your turn to fight Yan Aotian in the next game. Don't show mercy! Beat him up hard!" Gui Tu said quickly.

"Brother Xiao Chen, we must defeat him! That Yan Aotian is so hateful." Mu Qingjiao shouted, not liking Yan Aotian.

Xiao Chen heard this and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't lose to him, I will make him lose miserably."

"Xiao Chen, it seems that your cultivation level is more than that of a third-level Immortal Emperor." Zhuge Zhengfeng looked at Xiao Chen and smiled, apparently guessing Xiao Chen's cultivation level.

"It's not a problem to defeat Yan Aotian." Xiao Chen smiled lightly, without any fear on his face.

Mu Yunshan looked at Ling Zhan and smiled: "Ling Zhan, give up the fight, you are no match for him."

"I give up the fight!" Ling Zhan said cleanly. No matter who he was fighting against, Ling Zhan didn't have the strength to win. Giving up was the best choice.

"Yin Yang Shaotian will win without a fight." Ling Xi said loudly: "The second group of black number one Pang Tong versus white number one Mie Yunkong!"

"I give up the fight!" Pang Tong said immediately, not to mention that he did not have the strength, even if he did, he would not fight against the young master of the Star Soul Palace.

No need for Pang Tong to say, everyone in the audience guessed that Pang Tong would give up the battle.

"It's the turn of the Master of the Soul Sect and the Young Master of the Dan Palace to fight!" Among the crowd watching, before Ling Xi announced the next battle, everyone was already excited and looking forward to it.

Seeing the excitement in the audience, Elder Ling Xi pressed his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. He smiled and said: "It seems that you are all looking forward to the next battle. Your blood is boiling and you can't wait."

"Elder Ling Xi, please announce it quickly!"

"Hurry up and announce it! We can't wait! Stop wasting time!"

"The battle between the Master of the Soul Sect and the Young Master of the Alchemy Palace must be exciting."

Everyone in the audience shouted excitedly, looking impatient, as if they wanted to rush out and carry Xiao Chen and Yan Aotian onto the ring.

Ling Xi pressed his hands again and said with a smile: "The first group of black number 2 Yan Aotian versus white number 2 Xiao Chen!"

Ling Xi interacted with everyone so happily, and it seemed that he was very confident in Yan Aotian's strength, otherwise he wouldn't be able to laugh.

"Roar!"

As soon as Ling Xi finished speaking, the whole place erupted in noise and boiling, like ants exploding in a pot. The scene was definitely shocking enough and could definitely shock people's vision.

"boom!"

As soon as Ling Xi finished speaking, Yan Aotian stepped on the void with a bang, rushed away with an extremely majestic momentum, and arrived on the ring in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, with the appearance of Yan Aotian, the entire audience was silent for an instant, holding their breath completely, waiting for the fierce battle to begin.

"Xiao Chen, let's fight!" Yan Aotian looked at Xiao Chen and said coldly, his strong fighting spirit aroused, his eyes full of ferocity and murderous intent.

"Xiao Chen! Teach this bastard a lesson!" Mie Po shouted angrily, feeling very unhappy when he saw Yan Aotian's appearance.

"Master! Let him know how powerful you are!"

"That's right! No need to be polite to him! No need to give us face, beat him hard!"

"The sect master is mighty! The sect master is mighty!"

Everyone in the Soul Sect stood up and shouted with great excitement, shouting at everyone with all their strength. The sound was overwhelming and absolutely terrifying.

"Brothers' words are so exciting!" Xiao Chen looked back at the Soul Sect and everyone laughed, and then slowly flew out.

"Haha! Seeing Xiao Chen's confident and firm eyes, we don't have to worry." Feng Tianlie smiled happily, fully believing in Xiao Chen's strength.

"Brother Xiao Chen, let me see your strength!" Yin Yang Shaotian smiled, looking forward to Xiao Chen's strength.

Not only him, but everyone in the audience was looking forward to this battle. Except for Mu Yunshan and the others, no one knew who would win and who would lose, let alone Xiao Chen's cultivation level.

Yan Mo, who had never shown up to watch an arena match before, appeared somewhere high in the sky as Xiao Chen entered the battle, muttering: "Xiao Chen, I hope you won't let me down."

"It's hard to tell the outcome of the battle between the two of them." Mieyunkong said. He couldn't see Xiao Chen's cultivation, and he didn't dare to judge who would lose and who would win.

"Come on, Young Master!" Everyone in the Dan Palace shouted and cheered for Yan Aotian.

Emperor Yantian said with a solemn expression: "I hope Aotian can defeat Xiao Chen and bring glory to the Alchemy Palace."

On the ring, Yan Aotian and Xiao Chen looked at each other for a moment. Yan Aotian took the lead in attacking. When he activated the immortal energy, he rushed out in vain. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see the level of cultivation of the fourth-level Immortal Emperor. Yan Aotian's figure disappeared, and he definitely appeared in front of Xiao Chen in an instant.

"Xiao Chen, I will get back all the things I lost now!" Yan Aotian said coldly as he approached Xiao Chen, and his palms containing terrifying power struck Xiao Chen mercilessly.

"Really? I'm afraid you don't have the ability to take it back." Xiao Chen said with a slight evil smile, not to be outdone, he took a palm, and he did so without activating the immortal energy.