Relying on the two light spirit talismans strengthened by the Qiankun Treasure Raising Technique, Yang Chen's speed almost doubled. The distance between the two of them was not far, and Yang Chen just stepped hard and came to Han Jiande.
In Han Jiande's eyes, Yang Chen's figure faded and appeared beside him. Such speed was like a ghost. Han Jiande made a decision immediately and could no longer let go of his trump card. However, when he had just thought of this, it was already a little too late.
A mountain-like pressure enveloped him tightly, and he seemed to have suddenly fallen into a sea of blood hell. The terrifying aura directly destroyed all his will to resist, and his whole body became stiff, unable to move anymore.
Even the immortals in Heaven would feel scared when Yang Chen unleashed his murderous intent, let alone Han Jiande, an ordinary disciple on the sixth level of weapon refining. In the eyes of the onlookers, Han Jiande seemed to have turned into an idiot, just stretching out his hand in the Qiankun Bag.
On the other side, there was no next move.
"Spare my life!" These two words that could usually be said with just a twitch of lips were blocked in Han Jiande's throat at this moment. He couldn't scream even if he wanted to. He could only watch Yang Chen rushing towards him.
A feeling of despair filled Han Jiande's body.
In Yang Chen's hand, a very powerful long knife suddenly appeared. With just one swing, the long knife slit Han Jiande's neck. In full view of everyone, Han Jiande's head flew up, and blood spurted out all over the ground. And the initiator was
Yang Chen had already put away his knife and returned to the original place. He didn't even look at Han Jiande, but just stared at the arbitration, waiting for him to announce the result.
The movements were so simple, rush out, swing the knife, retract the knife, and retreat. It was so simple that no one could suspect that there was anything wrong with it. But it was not until this moment that Han Jiande's body fell softly to the ground, and Yang Chen's
However, his body was as clean as if he had just washed his clothes, with not a trace of blood stained on him.
Shock, astonishment, disbelief, disbelief, all kinds of expressions appeared on the faces of the people watching. At this moment, everyone seemed to have lost the calmness that a person in spiritual practice should have, and the Taoshan collapsed in front of his eyes without changing color.
Self-cultivation is vividly reflected on everyone's faces.
Who would have thought that a person on the second level of Qi Refining and the other on a sixth level of Qi Refining, four levels different in realm, would have such an unexpected result in a life-and-death duel? After witnessing all this, countless people felt a chill in their hearts, as if
The knife that Yang Chen struck on Han Jiande's neck was like a strike on their heads. Before that, if Han Jiande had not jumped out, they might have been the next ones to mock and provoke Yang Chen.
Countless people are rejoicing in their hearts. They are glad that they are not so impatient, and they are also glad that Han Jiande jumped out so early and set a living example for everyone.
Except for Gongsun Ling, no one could believe the result, which kept everyone stunned for a long time. Even though Gongsun Ling believed deeply in what Yang Chen had said before, she did not expect that she would
Han Jiande, who was on the sixth level of Qi Refining, was surprisingly easy for Yang Chen to deal with. The deathly silence lasted until Yang Chen spoke again.
"In a competition, I am not your opponent!" Yang Chen's voice was not high, but it seemed to wake everyone up, and at the same time, it seemed to remind everyone: "However, in the life and death challenge, it seems that you are no match for me!"
Now everyone understands the reason why Yang Chen admitted that he was not his opponent in the sparring match before, but no one wants to question the result anymore. Han Jiande's head is in a different place, which explains everything, especially when it is revealed in the hand he was holding tightly after his death.
The bracelet that came out looked like a top-notch talisman. Even the talisman died before it could be used. Even if the others were dissatisfied, seeing this situation, they were also disappointed that Yang Chen had killed several Qi Refiners before.
The killers on the seventh and eighth floors were convinced.
The referee finally reacted, looked down at Han Jiande's body, looked up expressionlessly and said: "Chun Yang Palace Yang Chen wins!" Then he said nothing more. Two juniors in the Qi refining stage were fighting to death, who would win?
A third-party foundation-building disciple wouldn't care at all who betrayed him. Although he was surprised by the ferocity of Yang Chen's sword, he was just a little surprised. For a leapfrog challenge, Yang Chen was not the only one in this world?
At this point, the life-and-death duel has completely come to an end. Han Jiande's body will naturally be cleaned up by people from the Tianquan Sect. Yang Chen ignored everyone present and smiled at Gongsun Ling, who had followed to hold him back. The two of them stepped forward
After a while, as if entering a deserted place, he walked quietly and calmly returned to Qianqiu Pavilion.
It wasn't until the two figures completely disappeared that some people among the onlookers began to discuss one after another.
"Did you see that? He is confident enough to kill someone!"
"Oh, fellow Daoist Han, why can't you think of it? Why bother if you have to challenge such a vicious person to life and death?"
"It's not like he's trying to stand out, thinking he's so great, and looking down on others. Even though they've given up, he still pursues them, and it's his own fault!"
However, many people were very interested in what Yang Chen said before the duel and asked about it.
"That fellow Daoist Yang from Chunyang Palace, what does he mean when he says that every grievance has its owner?"
"Don't you know? Before this fellow Taoist Yang became a disciple, he was an executioner in the world. These are the words he would say every time he killed someone. You must be careful not to let fellow Taoist Yang say these words to you.
ha!"
“Can an executioner also practice cultivation?”
"At least they killed many masters when they were on the second level of Qi Refining. I just watched a sixth-level Qi Refining person killed before my eyes. Do you think they can practice?"
"Boy, you did a good job!" Seeing Yang Chen and Gongsun Ling returning to Qianqiu Pavilion, Xu Chengxin laughed and praised: "Stop all the doubters with one knife. It saves worry and effort. I am optimistic about you!"
"Thank you, Master!" Faced with Xu Chengxin's compliment, Yang Chen just bowed slightly to thank him.
"Thank you for what? I didn't contribute anything!" Xu Chengxin waved his hand and said cheerfully: "But you have also added a lot to the beauty of my Chunyang Palace. In this way, you are only on the second level of Qi Refining, and you should not have flown yet.
Magic weapon, this bamboo eagle was the magic weapon I used for walking, so I will give it to you as a reward!" As he said that, a black light flew straight to Yang Chen's side and hovered in front of Yang Chen's eyes.
"Thank you, Master!" Yang Chen reached out and grabbed the bamboo eagle. Someone gave him a pillow when he was dozing off. It was really considerate. Yang Chen only had one paper crane that was placed in the tracking circle, and the bamboo eagle could just solve his problem.
Xu Chengxin was very accurate in judging people's cultivation. Yang Chen started to express his gratitude sincerely this time!
"Take a few days' rest and wait for the heavenly ladder to open!" Xu Chengxin ordered with a smile: "I also want to know how many heavenly ladders you can step on."