Chapter 647 Fierce Battle

Of course, this kind of request is something on the surface. In fact, whether it will continue to entangle and retaliate secretly depends on the specific situation.

At this moment, the iron-blooded battle platform was surrounded by warriors. Most of them were peripheral disciples with a dragon embroidered on their collars, and a very small number of inner disciples with two dragons embroidered on their collars.

A middle-aged inner disciple stood in the sky above the ring, constantly scanning the distance with an impatient look on his face.

He is the referee and supervisor of this life and death challenge. As long as both people on the platform are still alive, he will never allow today's battle to end!

"snort!"

A cold snort suddenly came from the Iron-Blooded Battle Arena.

At this moment, Zheng Lingke was on the iron-blooded battlefield, wearing a bloody suit, with his hands behind his back, and his gloomy face was full of anger and contempt.

He and everyone present had been patiently waiting here for more than a quarter of an hour, but until now, Chu Tian had not shown up.

If nothing unexpected happens, Chu Tian should have sneaked away!

"I really didn't expect that this bastard Chu Tian would be such a greedy and fearful guy. He took my Wind Sky Stone and slipped away quietly. It's really abominable!"

In the audience, Yang Ming'er gritted her teeth and cursed bitterly.

Now, she felt full of regret, regretting that she should not have been so generous in the first place and hurriedly handed over her Wind and Sky Stone to the other party, only for him to run away.

In this way, Chu Tian did not die, but she suffered heavy losses!

"If Chu Tian doesn't show up in another hundred breaths, then I will report the matter directly to the Law Enforcement Palace. After confirmation, the Law Enforcement Palace will issue an Iron-Blooded Hunt Order in the name of the Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect!"

The middle-aged referee's cold voice echoed throughout the audience.

"Hiss...Iron-Blooded Hunting Order!"

"Hehe, in history, almost none of the fugitives who were issued with an iron-blooded pursuit order survived more than a month!"

"It is rumored that this son Chu Tian was the first place in the Panlong Festival not long ago. I didn't expect that he turned out to be a good guy who has neither courage nor talent!"

"Yes, this kind of scumbag who doesn't even have the courage to show up can enter the Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect, which is simply a shame for the entire Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect!"

As soon as the middle-aged referee finished speaking, countless sarcasm and curses erupted from the scene.

"No, Chu Tian is definitely not that kind of person. He must have something to do and was delayed on the road!"

Fatty Gou stood in the crowd, with an anxious look on his face, and publicly defended Chu Tian at the top of his lungs.

Unfortunately, the voices of ridicule and curses around him were too enthusiastic, and his voice was quickly suppressed and eventually drowned out.

"What exactly does this guy Chu Tian want to do? Could it be that he really sneaked away in advance?"

In the corner of the crowd, Concubine Pei Leng was alone, with her arms folded, and a trace of worry on her face.

At this time, Concubine Pei Leng put on a bloody suit, which highlighted her proud figure. With her almost charming face, she was so charming that she wouldn't pay for her life!

Many peripheral disciples around him cast fiery glances from time to time and swallowed violently.

But when they noticed the two golden dragon patterns embroidered on Concubine Pei Leng's collar, they were all startled subconsciously and quickly withdrew their fiery eyes.

People like Pei Lengfei, who has a spiritual whirlpool realm cultivation, can possess the mark of an inner disciple. There are only a very small number of them, and all of them are super geniuses who are valued by the superiors!

Ordinary peripheral disciples are not even qualified to carry their shoes, let alone pick up her!

"Thirty breaths left!"

After waiting for a while, the middle-aged referee said coldly.

"how so?"

Concubine Pei Leng stood in the corner, frowning slightly, still unable to believe that Chu Tian would run away.

Recalling the shocking battle between Chu Tian and Black and White Guest at the Panlong Festival, Chu Tian's courage, wisdom, and extraordinary methods all left a very deep impression on her.

She wouldn't believe that such a natural-born fighting maniac would be so frightened that he would run away and beat her to death!

"Ten breaths left!"

The middle-aged referee's impatient and cold voice came out again.

After hearing the cold voice, most of the people present shook their heads with disappointment on their faces and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from a distance.

Everyone at the scene heard the sound and hurriedly turned their heads, only to see a bloody figure speeding up from a distance. After a few flashes, it landed firmly on the iron-blooded battlefield.

This person is none other than Chu Tian!

Chu Tian was wearing a blood robe with a calm expression. The pupil mark between his eyebrows was almost invisible. His eyes were shining brightly as he looked at Zheng Lingke opposite.

Sure enough, seven days later, Zheng Lingke's cultivation had reached the peak of the Spiritual Whirlpool Realm!

"Hmph! Chu Tian, ​​are you willing to fight Zheng Lingke to the death?"

When the middle-aged referee saw Chu Tian appearing, he immediately snorted and asked with an unhappy look on his face.

Chu Tian nodded: "I volunteer!"

"I volunteer too!"

Before the middle-aged referee asked, Zheng Lingke had already answered first.

Today, he had already wasted so much time waiting for Chu Tian to show up. He really didn't want to waste a breath anymore. He just wanted to take action quickly and end Chu Tian's life!

"Okay, let's start!"

The middle-aged referee also didn't want to waste time, so he waved his hand and shouted coldly.

boom!

As soon as the middle-aged referee finished speaking, the auras of the two people on the Iron-Blooded Arena erupted at the same time, like two flames rising into the sky, filling the entire arena in an instant!

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them rushed out, like two high-speed sprinting trains, and collided directly head-on. The two of them immediately flew back backwards at the same time!

On the platform, due to this collision, a strong wind instantly blew, blowing rapidly in all directions.

"What!"

Seeing this scene, many people present were suddenly shocked.

They originally thought that this would be a one-sided battle, but unexpectedly, during their first encounter, the two of them seemed to be evenly matched!

"good!"

Concubine Pei Leng smiled and nodded, with a hint of excitement on her face.

She didn't know how much Chu Tian had recovered, but at this moment, the intuition in her heart told her that the former genius who had successfully entered the forbidden realm would most likely return today!

"Hmph! The battle has just begun, what are you so proud of!"

Yang Ming'er snorted coldly, her face slightly ugly.

She usually specializes in weapon refining, and fighting is not her strong point, but at this moment, she can barely see that Chu Tian's strength cannot be judged purely based on his cultivation!

However, even so, she still firmly believed that Chu Tian would definitely die, because the cultivation gap between the two people on the stage was really too big!

On the Iron-Blooded Battle Arena, the two collided head-on and immediately flew back at the same time.

Chu Tian suddenly withdrew ten feet, almost reaching the edge, and was about to land on the iron-blooded platform, but Zheng Lingke only retreated five feet and stood firmly.

The strength of the two people is a matter of competition!

"Haha, kid, you kneel down to me right now and beg for mercy. Today I can consider giving you a happier death, otherwise I will use this sword and slowly strangle you with one sword after another!"

Zheng Lingke said with a cold smile.

In the previous confrontation, although he was shocked by the strength of his opponent, he still had a clear upper hand after all. As long as he attacked with all his strength, his opponent would definitely die!

"Go ahead and let me learn your swordsmanship!"

Chu Tian shouted coldly.

At this moment, he felt his heart beating violently, and the blood all over his body began to faintly boil.

Zheng Lingke's cultivation at the peak of the Lingxuan Realm is definitely much stronger than that of Black and White. In this battle, he must use all his strength to win!

Fighting against such an opponent is the best time to improve yourself!

"So brave, heaven-level martial arts, sword piercing a thread!"

Zheng Lingke snorted coldly, took several steps forward, and at the same time thrust out the long sword in his hand!

call out!

In an instant, the long sword in Zheng Lingke's hand suddenly stretched out and turned into an extremely long blood line, hitting Chu Tian's chest!

A bright light flashed in Chu Tian's eyes, and he hurriedly raised the Heavenly Sword and blocked it in front of him. There was a bang, fire splashed out, and a powerful force came. Chu Tian couldn't help but take three steps back.

"die!"

Zheng Lingke roared and swung the long sword in his hand horizontally!

Uh-huh!

The blood line that traversed the void also flashed sideways, and in an instant it appeared near Chu Tian's neck, cutting it fiercely!

If this cut was successful, Chutian would definitely be dead on the spot!

"A hundred swords separate spirits!"

Chu Tian shouted coldly, waving the Chutian Sword fiercely in his hand!

In an instant, hundreds of red sword lights appeared around Chu Tian's body. The hundred swords can be used for offense, and with slight changes, they can be used for defense!

Dang Dang Dang!

In one breath, the bloody thread and the red sword light collided violently, and endless sparks spattered out instantly, stinging everyone present and unable to open their eyes.

Chu Tian stared at Zheng Lingke opposite him, thoughts racing in his mind.

Zheng Lingke is very powerful. If he wants to use his Heavenly Fire Finger to severely damage or even kill his opponent with one blow, he must be within a certain range.

This range must be at least less than three feet, or even one foot. The closer the distance, the stronger the power, and the better the strike effect!

As for the method of the golden-blooded warrior, although it can directly double his strength quickly, his Dantian was once half-depleted after all. Once the golden-blooded warrior is displayed in public, it proves that his Dantian has been fully restored!

In that case, he will face endless trouble!

Therefore, in today's life-and-death battle, he cannot use the golden-blooded warrior, and can only try to defeat his opponent with some conventional means!

"Get away!"

After two or three breaths, Chu Tian shouted coldly, exerted force suddenly, and directly cut the bloody thread in front of him with a knife.

"kill!"

Immediately, he kicked his feet hard, and his whole body rushed towards the opposite side like a high-speed cannonball.

"Haha, heaven-level martial arts, sword splitting the void!"

Seeing Chu Tian rushing towards him at great speed, Zheng Lingke immediately smiled disdainfully, jumped up, raised the long sword in his hand high above his head, the spirit energy in his body stirred wildly, and slashed down with the sword!

Tsk!

In an instant, the void above the platform cracked open, and an astonishing bloody sword light that was more than ten feet long slashed down along the cracked void!