Wang Yu, Lin Chen had heard of this name in Hanfeng before, and among the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect, it is considered to be the top one.

But to be honest, Lin Chen didn't take the other party seriously, and only the top Donghuang Yan, Jian Yunfei, Mo Li and others could catch his eyes.

"Tell me a lesson? I'm afraid you don't have that qualification." Lin Chen mocked.

After seeing the two people on stage, the onlookers were obviously much more excited than when they watched the competition between Han Feng and Fan Kong before.

"It is said that in the first competition, Lin Chen and Donghuangyan fought hard to distinguish, and I don't know whether it is true or false!"

"Swish! That's hard to tell? Donghuang Yan didn't use the strongest method at all, otherwise he would definitely lose. You know, Donghuang Yan had killed the middle stage of the Hedao Realm. Could it be that he was stronger than the middle stage of the Hedao Realm?"

"But even so, Lin Chen's strength is not weak."

"Wang Yu is not weak either. It is said that the stars in his body are more than 90. I don't know who will win and lose in this battle!"

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"I don't know how hard you are. Don't think that you will be so strong after being under Donghuang Yan for a while. Then Donghuang Yan may not be as powerful as the rumors!"

Wang Yu shouted coldly, and a long sword flew out of his space ring, reaching the extreme, rushing towards Lin Chen. At the same time, he turned into a purple thunder and lightning, which also rushed towards Lin Chen.

"Sword Shadow Flash!"

The long sword and the thunder and lightning transformed by Wang Yu disappeared at the same time when they were about ten meters away from Lin Chen. The next moment, Wang Yu appeared behind Lin Chen, wiped the long sword in his hand towards Lin Chen's neck, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that the sword in his hand was about to touch Lin Chen's skin, Wang Yu's smile became even brighter, but a huge force suddenly came from his abdomen. He blew blood on his mouth and flew backwards, hitting the barrier at the edge.

At the moment just now, Lin Chen did not turn around, but his eyes seemed to have grown behind him, and Qian Yuan swept Wang Yu's abdomen.

"Your speed is too slow."

Lin Chen turned around at this time and looked at Wang Yu, who was standing up from the ground with a difficult time covering his abdomen, with a smile on his face and mocking.

Wang Yu's speed is much worse than that of Wu Fatian a year ago, so how could he be his current opponent?

When he saw the fight, Wang Yu was beaten to vomit blood and flew backwards, and many people were in an uproar.

Among the people of the Shengyan Sect, Donghuangyan's face did not change at all. In his eyes, Wang Yu was classified as a waste, while Lin Chen was regarded as an opponent by him and was not at the same level at all.

If Wang Yu could hold onto Lin Chen's hand a few moves, he would be a little surprised.

Many people from the Shengyan Sect had a look of surprise on their faces.

The Yin-Yang Sect who originally mocked Taichu's sacred mountain were extremely embarrassing.

Originally, although many people heard the rumors that Lin Chen defeated the Young Demon Lord of the Phantom Demon Cave and fought against Donghuang Yan, they were just nonsense. However, at this moment, they finally had to believe that the rumors were probably true!

Compared with the surprises of the people from other forces, the people from Taichu Shenshan were honored and smiled.

Like Kong Xiao, Nangong Yi and others, the eyes of Lin Chen were full of envy, and even a hint of admiration was raised. They thought to themselves that they were afraid that they would never be able to show off so much in front of the top five peak forces in their lifetime!

"This person may be a strong enemy."

Among the crowd of Feixian Tower, a young man with a cold face looked at Lin Chen on the ring and spoke slowly. He was the first disciple of Feixian Tower, Jian Yunfei.

"Donghuang Yan, the saint of Yin and Yang Sect, now such a person appears again. It seems that it is not that easy for you to win the first place with Senior Brother."

A woman next to him looked like a twenty-three or four years old, covered her mouth and chuckled.

The woman has a pretty face and gives people a very gentle feeling. She is named Liu Qingying. Among the generation of disciples of Feixian Tower, her strength is second only to Jian Yunfei.

"It's not that easy. Don't you think this is more interesting?"

Jian Yunfei stared at Lin Chen on the ring, his eyes shining with a splendor: "Our sword cultivator not only cultivates swords, but also cultivates his mind. He is fearless in his heart, and everything can be killed with one sword! I can't wait to fight with this person on the stage, so he is qualified to let me draw the sword."

In his words, it seemed that Lin Chen could make him draw his sword, which was already a great honor and affirmation.

On the ring.

"You just said that I want to have some self-knowledge, but now I only know one thing, that is, you are too weak and this battle is too boring."

Lin Chen looked at Wang Yu with disappointment in his tone.

"you--"

Wang Yu's face, which was originally a little pale, even spit out a mouthful of blood. Thinking of his words just now, he felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped a few times.

"I can make you angry with just one word. The concentration of you Yin and Yang Sect is too poor. If you practice Taoism but do not cultivate your mind, you will be destined to not go long."

Lin Chen shook his head, very contemptuous.

Wang Yu almost spit out another mouthful of blood. He felt that if he asked the other party to continue talking, he would probably be angry to death. So he wanted to use a low-grade star martial art that he controlled. Even if he lost, he should not lose too ugly. However, the gap in strength was too large, and Lin Chen would not give him a chance to use it.

Just as he was about to make some moves, Lin Chen had already appeared in front of him, and Qian Yuanqiang had already pressed against his neck.

Dang!

The long sword in Wang Yu's hand fell to the ground.

"Taichu Shenshan Lin Chen won and entered the top ten. Both sides left the arena."

Before Wang Yu could speak, the voice of the leader of the Shengyan Sect had already sounded.

Lin Chen turned around and flew back towards the crowd of Taichu Shenshan.

Wang Yu lowered his head, leaving the ring like a defeated rooster.

The two sides in the third competition came from Feixian Tower and the Fantasy Demon Cave, and their strength was relatively ordinary, and the man from Feixian Tower finally won.

When the fourth scene was about to happen, Lin Chen gathered his energy.

When he heard the fourth match, he was stunned, because he knew both of them, and one of them was his master Leng Dongliu.

"In the fourth game, Wei Junhao of the Holy Yan Sect fights against Leng Dongliu, both sides come to power!"

Leng Dongliu is not a member of the Shengyan Sect, but is just selected from the Shengyan Realm. Therefore, here he is only called a person from the Shengyan Realm.

Two figures swept into the ring and confronted each other at a distance of more than ten meters.

After Wei Junhao learned about his opponent, he was very happy. His opponent was actually a guy selected from an external battle, which means he would definitely win.

Although he felt that his strength was inevitable, it was better to be able to enter the top ten without any pressure.
Chapter completed!