No one except the Ghost King Sect knew about the news that Lu Chen had returned from the City Guard Army Headquarters.

At this time, seeing him standing here perfectly, Hanlongmen would inevitably be a little surprised.

Facing Lin Han's ridicule, Zitai was furious and wanted to refute, but was stopped by Lu Chen.

"Showing off one's words is the way of a villain. Why should one be as knowledgeable as this kind of person?" Lu Chen's voice reached Zitai's ears, instantly calming him down.

"That's right, there's no point in using words, fists are the last word."

Zitai holds a long sword in his hand, and the sword energy escapes across the void. He is ready for battle.

"Lin Han, a few days ago, you plotted to attack me secretly. Today I am going to kill you here with the sword in my hand."

After the words fell, Zitai took action.

call out!

In the sky, bright sword lights roared towards each other, and each sword light contained extremely strong power.

Finally, these sword lights gathered together at lightning speed, forming a terrifying sword network.

""Purple Blood Swordsmanship", kill."

And at this time.

Zitai stamped his feet, his body flew into the air, and stepped on the sword net, performing the "Purple Blood Swordsmanship" perfectly.

One sword after another, it was dizzying to see.

"Be careful, this is the Ghost King Sect's "Purple Blood Swordsmanship"."

Elder Hanlong reminded loudly.

"Haha, "Purple Blood Sword Art"?"

Lin Han smiled. He vaguely remembered that in the previous battle that severely injured Zita, he had cracked the "Purple Blood Swordsmanship" incisively and vividly.

He was very curious, who gave Zita the courage to use the "Purple Blood Sword Art" in front of him?

"Ice Palm."

Lin Han pressed down his palm suddenly, and the void suddenly solidified, and water accumulated into ice. When he turned his palm over, pieces of broken ice appeared in his palm.

His hands suddenly merged, the broken ice melted, and under his control, it condensed into a large ice handprint.

"Crush it for me."

The Ice Big Handprint carries the extremely cold power and blasts towards Zitai.

boom!

On one side was the sword light that stretched across the world, and on the other was the ice handprint. The two collided, and a deafening sound erupted.

Click!

The sound of the ice handprint breaking was heard, and everyone was shocked when they saw it.

"What's going on?"

The disciples of Hanlong Clan screamed out loud.

The ice handprint actually shattered. Doesn't this mean that Zita has the upper hand in this fight?

"Senior Brother Lin Han is the strongest."

"The mere chief of the Ghost King Sect dares to challenge Senior Brother Lin Han. He is simply seeking death."

"Don't worry. Senior Brother Lin Han severely damaged Zitai before. Now that he challenges again, he is just humiliating himself."

Noisy sounds came from the Hanlongmen area.

They were full of confidence in Lin Han.

On the other hand, on the Ghost King Gate side, the elders were very calm and seemed to have everything under control.

Especially for Ghost Sword, he glanced at Lu Chen from the corner of his eye. The latter was still calm and calm, not even looking at the two people on the battlefield.

Lu Chen knew Lin Han's true strength from the first time the two met.

If he didn't use formations to attack Zita secretly, it would be impossible to seriously injure the latter.

And now.

Zitai was taught by him for three days, and he completely mastered the "Purple Blood Sword Art", and his combat effectiveness skyrocketed.

Let alone Lin Han, even if the top twenty experts from the Hundred Nations Genius List arrive, they may not be able to defeat Zita.

so.

He has absolute confidence in Zita.

boom!

The explosion rippled and spread, and the terrifying air wave forced Lin Han back.

Kick, kick, kick!

The latter stabilized his figure, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped, replaced by solemnity.

"Lin Han, if you hadn't succeeded in the sneak attack last time, how could I have lost to you?"

Zitai also became more confident the more he played.

He stepped on the sword net, held a long sword, and looked down at Lin Han.

"snort."

Lin Han's face was cold, "People who are proud often don't end well."

After the words fell, the two fell into a fierce battle again.

Boom!

Countless people's eyes were on the two of them.

Lin Han was forced to use his trump card, but Zitai's swordsmanship had reached a natural level, and he was not afraid of him at all.

In the beginning, the two were evenly matched.

But not long after, Zitai had the upper hand.

Phew!

He struck out with his sword and stabbed Lin Han's sleeve.

Wow!

As Lin Han retreated, his clothes were in tatters and he was in a state of embarrassment.

And he has been suppressed by Zitai, unable to reverse the situation of the battle.

"What's going on?"

Elder Hanlong frowned and said, "When did "Purple Blood Sword Art" become so powerful?"

Other disciples are also worried about Lin Han.

Only Lin Han felt a little bitter in his heart.

"How could this happen? The "Purple Blood Sword Technique" he used before is completely different from the one he used today."

In just a few days, the power of "Purple Blood Sword Art" can be increased several times?

It's simply unimaginable.

Lin Han gritted his teeth and mobilized all his strength, hoping for a quick victory.

We can't delay it any longer, otherwise we will fail.

"kill."

Lin Han shouted low, stamped his feet, and raised his body above the void. As he swung his hands out, an invisible force quietly emerged from his body and merged into the ice handprint.

boom!

The power of the ice handprint suddenly soared and hit the sword light hard.

Click!

A crack actually appeared in the sword light, and then Zitai was forced to retreat.

"Um?"

Lu Chen, who had never looked at the battlefield, finally raised his head.

He stared at Lin Han, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.

"The power of the evil god?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Han was also a remnant of the Evil God lineage.

Although the power of the evil god is very secretive, it was still captured by Lu Chen.

"Click."
To be continued...