"After Emperor Li's defeat, the first place in the Halloween Conference becomes uncertain again. Will it be the Sword Emperor Pavilion or the Lingyun Palace? I'm really looking forward to it!"
"Feng Qingyu of Daohuang Pavilion defeated Li Tianhuang strongly, and Xu Chen of Lingyun Palace also defeated Li Tianhuang. Daohuang Pavilion and Lingyun Palace won eight out of eight games. In the ninth round, I don't know who fought between Daohuang Pavilion and Lingyun Palace.
Who wins and loses."
"In the battle between Lingyun Palace and Daohuang Pavilion, even if Xu Chen loses in the end, Xu Chen will definitely be more popular than Feng Qingyu."
"That's what you said. After the Halloween Convention, Xu Chen's name will definitely be famous throughout Qingzhou, and Xu Xing, he is also a genius."
"Yes, Xu Xing is also a one-in-a-billion genius, but compared to Xu Chen, he is still a little behind."
"..."
The people in the audience set off wave after wave of heated discussions, which showed signs of never ending.
"Why is this son's combat power so incredible?"
The ancestor of the Fang family had a look of disbelief on his face.
There was an uncontrollable look of fear in his eyes.
He chased Xu Chen in the sea of demons, and took the opportunity to attack Xu Chen during the first level of the Halloween Convention. The grudge between him and Xu Chen was almost impossible to resolve.
He was sure that Xu Chen would not give up.
what to do?
what to do?
He was thinking crazily about countermeasures in his mind.
He couldn't just sit back and die.
at last.
He seemed to have made a decision, clenched his hands tightly, and lowered his voice: "Xu Chen, you forced me to do this!"
…
Jiucang Holy Land.
The leader of the team this time was a deputy sect leader from Jiucang Holy Land.
"This boy's talent is incredible! He has the appearance of a Holy Emperor, but it's a pity that he is not a disciple of our sect, so he has taken advantage of Lingyun Palace." The deputy sect leader stared at Xu Chen for a moment, and then let out a long sigh.
A saint in blue next to the deputy sect leader rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Brother, you don't know something. Xu Chen almost became a disciple of our sect, but because of some misunderstandings, he failed to join our sect in the end."
"What?"
The deputy sect leader's eyes widened, he looked at the saint in blue who was speaking, and said, "How do you say this? Please tell me in detail."
The blue-clothed saint glanced at the green-clothed saint next to him, and then told him everything he knew in detail.
Jiucang Holy Land is not monolithic. For example, the blue-robed saint and the azure-robed saint have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and the elders who went to the wilderness to recruit disciples were from the azure-robed saint.
The deputy sect master's face was as gloomy as water at this moment. He looked at the saint in blue and said with a hint of questioning in his tone: "Junior Brother Li Feng, is what Junior Brother Dongfang said true?"
The green-robed saint nodded under the deputy sect leader's gaze.
"Hmph~"
The deputy sect leader snorted coldly.
He is in a bad mood now.
Terrible!
The peerless monster at the Halloween Convention, Xu Chen, who had the appearance of a Holy Emperor, almost became their disciple of Jiucang Holy Land.
The saint in blue looked at the saint in blue with schadenfreude, then his expression became solemn, and he lowered his voice and said: "Senior brother, our Jiucang Holy Land and Xu Chen have already formed a rift. Do you think how we should treat Xu Chen in the future? Is it to get rid of Xu Chen?"
, or win over each other and turn the hostility into friendship with Xu Chen?"
After hearing this, the deputy sect leader immediately fell into silence.
After a few breaths, he slowly said: "Xu Chen is a disciple of Lingyun Palace. If we get rid of him, we will definitely attract revenge from Lingyun Palace. Besides, Xu Chen has grown up and is not an ordinary saint at all.
If his opponent wants to kill him, he will at least use a strong person from the late saint stage, and the chance of success is not high. Once he escapes, with Xu Chen's terrifying talent, it won't take long to become our Jiucang Holy Land.
nightmare, so I decided to resolve the grudge with him."
"Senior brother is wise!"
The saint in blue said.
"Junior Brother Li Feng, I leave it to you to resolve the grudge with Xu Chen."
The deputy sect leader looked at the saint in blue and said.
"yes."
The green-robed saint nodded in agreement.
"By the way, those disciples who slandered Xu Chen and caused Xu Chen to miss our Jiucang Holy Land..."
The deputy sect leader paused, and then continued: "Destroy their cultivation and expel them from the Holy Land."
One sentence decided the life or death of Zhan Wujue and others.
At this moment, Zhan Wujue and the others were already frightened out of their wits after witnessing Xu Chen's heaven-defying fighting prowess.
Li Chuanqiong and other former geniuses in the wilderness had extremely complex expressions.
When Xu Chen was rejected by Jiucang Holy Land, they all believed that Xu Chen missed the opportunity to soar into the sky, and their future achievements would be unmatched by Xu Chen's.
However.
Now Xu Chen has grown to the point where they look up to him.
This moment.
They have no desire to catch up.
Because I know there is no hope of catching up with Xu Chen in this life.
…
As Lingyun Temple defeated Xuanjian Mountain, the third level and the eighth round were declared over.
So far, there are two major forces that have maintained unbeatable victories in eight games, namely Lingyun Palace and Daohuang Mountain.
Xuanjian Mountain, six wins and two losses!
Feng Qingzong, five wins and three defeats!
Return to the first floor...
Xianxia Holy Land...
…
…
Round nine.
Xuanjianshan, Fengqingzong, Guiyilou and other forces from all directions came on stage one after another.
soon.
The fight came to the fifth game of the ninth round.
It is also the last game in the third level of the Halloween Convention.
Lingyun Palace vs. Daohuang Pavilion!
"The Sword King Pavilion will win!"
"The Sword King Pavilion will win!"
"Lingyun Palace must win!"
"..."
The audience supporting Daohuang Pavilion and Lingyun Palace in the auditorium shouted in unison.
The momentum is overwhelming!
Soaring straight into the sky!
"Senior Brother Xu Chen, it's the last show, come on!" the Lingyun Temple disciples said in unison.
Xu Chen nodded to the disciples of Lingyun Hall, and then strode towards the ring.
The last battle!
This battle determines who will be number one!
Xu Chen will not give up easily in this battle!
at the same time.
On the seat of Daohuang Pavilion.
Mo Shang took a breath, stood up, and prepared to go on stage to face Xu Chen.
However.
A big hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
Mo Shang turned around and saw Feng Qingyu.
"I will fight this battle!"
Feng Qingyu said.
"good."
Mo Shang nodded and sat back in his seat.
Feng Qingyu touched the ground with her toes and flew onto the stage.
"Please give me some advice!"
Feng Qingyu cupped her fists and saluted Xu Chen and said.
"Please advise!"
Xu Chen cupped his fists and returned the greeting.
Feng Qingyu held the handle of the knife and looked at Xu Chen solemnly. He could feel that the confidence in Xu Chen was not inferior to his at all.
In other words, Xu Chen is confident that he will win in a battle with him.
"Xu Chen, let's stop talking nonsense between you and me. Take the move!"
Feng Qingyu gave a low shout, pulled out the long knife, and the majestic spiritual power poured into the long knife, and slashed straight out.
Feng Qingyu obviously regarded Xu Chen as a powerful enemy. After the first slash, the attack did not stop. The second slash followed closely, then the third, fourth...
One knife after another.
A knife is faster than a knife.
A knife is better than a knife.
Thirty-six knives were struck in one go.
Every sword is terrifyingly strong.
Each sword has the power to kill an average saint instantly.
"Killing Technique!"
"The fourth level of Zhan Tian Jue!"
Xu Chen raised his combat power to the level of defeating Emperor Li in one breath, then unsheathed his sword and shook his wrist rapidly.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."
The shadow of the sword is like light.
The swords kept clashing.
Xu Chen also swung thirty-six swords, blocking all Feng Qingyu's attacks.
