That sword slashed from top to bottom, like a blade coming from the sky, trying to break the earth.
The weight of the blade caused the ground to shake, the ring broke, and all the sword flowers were stagnant.
boom!
The blade cut down, the sword flower collapsed, and a section of the long sword was cut off.
puff!
The blade fell and hit Fan Dang's arm holding the sword, creating a bloody groove with bones visible deep inside.
Snapped!
At the same time, Fan Dang located Lu Chen and struck out with a palm, hitting Lu Chen's chest.
Lu Chen felt that his internal organs were churning, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. He could no longer cut the sky and had to withdraw the Green Scale Sword.
"Even if my sword is broken, I can still take your life!"
Fan Dang gritted his teeth and endured the pain, held the broken sword, locked onto Lu Chen, and stabbed out.
In response to Fan Dang, there were only two words from Lu Chen: "Ze Tian!"
In an instant, Fan Dang's broken sword pierced Lu Chen's chest until it reached the bottom.
Lu Chen's blade slashed at Fan Dang's body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, creating a large gash and spreading blood all over the arena.
Because Lu Chen was seriously injured, this sword was not very powerful, otherwise Fan Dang would definitely be killed.
Despite this, Fan Dang was seriously injured and was almost cut in two by the blade.
"Wow!"
There was a burst of screams at the scene, and everyone was shocked.
In the ring, the two sides fought fiercely, and even ended up in a situation where they both perished, leaving everyone dumbfounded and shocked.
Especially Lu Chen, who was only half a step into the Immortal Stage Realm, actually tied with Fan Dang, who was half a step into the God Refining Realm. It was really unbelievable.
Fan Dang is a whole level higher than Lu Chen, and he is quite qualified to win the championship!
But Fan Dang was beaten into such a state by Lu Chen. How can anyone believe this?
It’s hard to believe it when you see it with your own eyes.
Lu Chen, there is a serious mismatch between his combat power and his realm. He is simply a super perverted freak!
In the Beast Taming Sect, many of the Beast Taming disciples have blue faces and pale lips, and are trembling.
These people have a good relationship with Wei Qingshan, and they were thinking about how to take revenge on Lu Chen after the competition.
But after seeing Lu Chen’s fighting prowess, why would he take revenge?
They were almost pissed!
"Sun An, after entering the top ten, you have a chance to meet Lu Chen. Don't be careless when the time comes, and be careful when dealing with him!"
The elder of the Beast Taming Sect quickly reminded Sun An, fearing that this idiot would capsize the boat.
"Elder, don't worry, if I meet Lu Chen, I will go all out and not give him any chance!"
Sun An nodded and said, "However, I think Lu Chen has already exposed all his trump cards by now. His sword power is only so much. He can only threaten Fan Dang, but he can't threaten me."
"Fan Dang's combat power is still a little worse than mine. What's more, I still have battle beasts. Fan Dang can't compare with me, and Lu Chen can't be my opponent!"
Sun An was still full of confidence and despised Lu Chen.
At the Xuantian Dao Sect, all the Xuantian disciples' faces turned dark, including the chief core disciple participating in the competition!
Among them, the strongest one is naturally the chief core disciple, but they are not necessarily Fan Dang's opponents.
But Lu Chen beat Fan Dang into the shape of a dog. Even if we both die together, without the corresponding fighting power, who will die with you?
This shows how outrageous Lu Chen’s combat prowess is!
If Lu Chen came to the core disciple academy, he would be the strongest one, and the current chief core disciple would have to give way.
Before, they looked down on Lu Chen and laughed at him, but now their faces have been blackened.
Especially Elder Zhang, his face was the darkest, his body was trembling slightly, and he even felt a chill under his breath.
Elder Zhang's brows have curled up, and he is praying silently in his heart: Lu Chen will be defeated, Lu Chen will be defeated, Lu Chen will die!
If Lu Shen died and still won the fight, he would be in the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger Rankings. What would he do?
Keep your promise and do it yourself?
Or break your promise and refuse to die?
It’s all very difficult!
Therefore, as far as he is concerned, Lu Chen is dead, and he must not win!
Several elders of the Wuliang Sect were very nervous. If they were not afraid of the powerful people in Central Continent, they would definitely go out to get people.
Fan Dang is very talented and has been promoted very quickly recently. He is the absolute martial arts genius of Wuliang Sect and is about to enter the realm of refining gods!
If Fan Dang dies, it will be the greatest loss to the Wuliang Sect!
As for the Fanatic Legion, they were equally nervous, but still calm, unlike those from the Wuliang Sect who were jumping up and down.
Mingyue's face turned ashen, and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes. If Ruhua hadn't been holding her tightly, she would have rushed onto the ring.
"Let me go, Lu Chen is dying!"
Mingyue almost burst into tears.
"Calm down, calm down, senior brother has the magic water in his hand, he can't die!"
The fat dragon next to him said comfortingly.
Hearing the word Shenshui, Mingyue suddenly remembered Lu Chen's Youling Shen Yuan Liquid, and then her mood calmed down a lot, but she was still nervous.
After all, the spirit essence liquid is not the real divine water and cannot bring the dead back to life. If it is not suspended in one breath, it will not have any effect.
On the rostrum, Venerable Tang lost his composure. His figure flashed and he arrived on the ring.
It's such a pity that a martial arts prodigy with such potential like Lu Chen died like this. He wanted to interfere in the competition!
Standing on the ring, Venerable Tang glanced around and saw Fan Dang and Lu Chen separated by ten feet. Both sides were covered in blood. The situation did not look optimistic.
Fan Dang was on the verge of collapse and was desperately taking various elixirs. The stab wound had stopped bleeding, but the wound was still open. The wound was very serious and would not heal quickly.
Lu Chen was even worse. There was a broken sword stuck in his body, piercing his entire body from front to back. He was sitting on the ground, breathing heavily. He was holding a crystal bottle with one hand tremblingly and was pouring a drop into his mouth. He looked like he was about to die.
What a fart.
"You are of equal fighting strength and are about to die together. As long as you admit the tie, I can give you a chance to fight again with other contestants."
Venerable Tang said majestically.
"I'm OK!"
Fan Dang immediately agreed, but it was okay if he disagreed. He was stabbed twice on his body, each one heavier than the other, and he had no fighting power anymore.
Lu Chen's situation is worse than him, but he hasn't died yet or given up, so he can't win!
More importantly, Venerable Tang showed up in person, so everyone had to give Venerable Tang face.
Venerable Tang is a powerful man sent from Central Continent with a very high status. Even the heads of various sects in the Eastern Wasteland must respect Venerable Tang.
No matter what Venerable Tang's motives were for interfering in the game, Fan Dang would obey Venerable Tang's wishes.
Venerable Tang breathed a sigh of relief. Even Fan Dang, who had a slight advantage, agreed to a draw. How could Lu Chen, who was about to die, not agree?
"I object!"
A voice resounded throughout the area, shocking the entire audience.
After Lu Chen took a handful of pills, he slowly got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to pull out the broken sword from his chest, and threw it away thousands and hundreds of miles away.
"You are almost dead. Venerable Tang gave you a chance to draw. That is your luck. Why do you object?"