No matter how Hall Master Hanwu talked, everyone knew that the battle had to start.
The Hall Master of the Hanwu Martial Hall thought highly of himself. He had always considered himself to be the strongest person below the three Martial Saints, so he was very proud of himself. Under the flattery of the crowd, he had become more and more arrogant over the past thousands of years. For countless years, no one had ever dared to humiliate him like this when he was at his peak.
Not only did this cause everyone to stare at Long Chen in shock, but the Hall Master of Hanwu was also stunned. Then, an unquenchable anger rose in his heart. In an instant, he could no longer hold it in and roared while suppressing Long Chen.
"You have no respect for your elders. You deserve to die for humiliating me."
The Hall Master was about to slap Long Chen with his palm.
The Hall Master was a level higher than a normal black-clothed priest. He was in the late phase of the Nirvana Tribulation, which was only a step away from the three Martial Venerables. That was why he was so arrogant.
Hundreds of years later, his fourth Nirvana Tribulation would come. If he could successfully pass it, he would become the fourth Martial Venerable.
Of course, it was more likely that he would be turned into ashes.
The fourth Nirvana Tribulation wasn't something that could be passed easily.
Attacking Long Chen in front of so many people was undoubtedly a tragedy. Long Chen didn't need to do anything. He just smiled at the Hall Master of the Hanwu Temple. There was no sign of surrender in his eyes.
"Go to hell," the Hall Master yelled.
But at this moment, Wenren Xi and Lin Junyao hadn't moved yet. Ye Futu first pulled the Hall Master back. Ye Futu didn't need to say anything. He only needed to look at the Hall Master to suppress the Hall Master.
The leader of the Hanwu Temple nodded and stood still. His eyes were as sharp as knives as they scanned Long Chen's body. It was as if he was telling Long Chen not to give him a chance, otherwise, Long Chen would suffer a fate worse than death.
Long Chen didn't care about him.
The most important thing was Yang Chen in front of him.
He was already in the ninth level of the Divine Martial State. After reaching the Full Cycle of Martial Arts, he would be able to break through to the Nirvana Tribulation.
In fact, success might be right in front of him.
The Little Martial God's level was not high, and he was only at the first Nirvana Tribulation.
According to Long Chen's past habits, Wenren Jingtao, who was at the late-stage of the Nirvana Tribulation realm, was no match for him.
Both Wang Chen and Yang Chen were terrifying opponents to Long Chen.
Today was the day he would fight one of them, and it was especially important.
The strong wind howled and howled. Seeing the confrontation between the two of them, everyone's blood gradually heated up.
Although it was no longer related to the Sacred Martial Emperor, Long Chen was still furious.
This kind of unreconciled anger kept him in an unprecedented state.
When facing Long Chen, the Little Martial God on the opposite side took out the huge Ether Tyrant Sword without hesitation. The golden long sword shone brightly, and the golden light alone was enough to make people unable to open their eyes. Holding the Ether Tyrant Sword, Yang Chen was like a real Martial God, high and mighty, leading people to worship him.
The Little Martial God was provoking him. He had nothing, but the passion in his eyes and the desire for battle were no less than Long Chen's.
"Finally, this day has come. This is the battle I've been looking forward to the most. You can't let me down …" the Little Martial God said quietly, guarding his Ether Tyrant Sword.
Although his eyes were filled with fighting spirit, he could still stay clear-headed.
If it was before the Divine Ghost Gu was removed, he would have gone berserk.
Long Chen's eyes were cold. Without saying a word, he displayed the Dual Sword Technique in his hands in anger. The mysterious black Lingxi Sword and the God Slaying Sword appeared in Long Chen's hands.
The God Slaying Sword already had three Dao patterns.
It was still ordinary now, but in the future, it would definitely release the most shocking power. At that time, even Long Chen didn't know if he could suppress it.
It was like a beast, and the dao artifacts of others were fat meat. When it sensed the existence of the Ether Tyrant Sword, not only was the God Slaying Sword not afraid, but it also had a strong desire to devour this dao artifact, and it even wanted to escape from Long Chen's control.
"In that case, I'll let you take the lead," Long Chen said softly to the God Slaying Sword.
With a wave of his hand, a blood-colored array formation began to spread from his feet. The extremely strange and frightening array formation soon enveloped the entire area, covering it with drops of blood.
The crowd stepped back and looked at the scene in shock. The battle was about to begin. On one side was Junior Martial God, who was recognized as the strongest, and on the other side was a rising star. Who would win in the end?
The Ancient Hell Blood Formation opened. Long Chen held two long swords in his hands, and his body was shrouded in a blood-colored mist. A gush of murderous aura was emitted from his body. It was not until this moment that Long Chen displayed the characteristics of the God Slaying Sword.
The God Slaying Sword vibrated violently. It was very hungry, and it couldn't wait to attack.
Long Chen's speed was already a few times faster than Junior Martial God's. With the Ancient Hell Blood Formation's instantaneous change, it could be said that Long Chen had defeated his opponent in terms of speed.
However, the others didn't think so.
Junior Martial God's eyes were burning with the desire to fight.
"Let's fight."
He roared, and heaven and earth shook. He charged at Long Chen like a wild beast, and huge pits appeared on the ground. Junior Martial God soared into the sky and suddenly descended. He slashed down with the Ether Tyrant King Saber in his hand as if it was going to destroy heaven and earth.
For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar.
"With such power, Junior Martial God will definitely win."
"Yeah, he has the ability to control the Ether Tyrant King Saber."
Most of the martial artists at or above the third Nirvana Tribulation level were shocked by Junior Martial God's strength.
The power displayed by the Ether Tyrant King Saber was enough to instantly kill an early-stage second-level Nirvana Tribulation martial artist, and this was only the first move.
"Long Chen can't do it."
The crowd couldn't help but sigh when they saw that Junior Martial God was not moving.
Most people were worried for Long Chen.
Even though they knew he couldn't become a Holy Martial Emperor, he should win beautifully.
While the crowd was trembling with fear, Long Chen moved. He appeared behind Junior Martial God at an incredible speed.
The crowd was in an uproar.
His speed could be said to be on par with a third-level Nirvana Tribulation martial artist.
He was even faster than Feng Zhilin.
How could Long Chen be so fast?
When this young man displayed his prowess for the first time, everyone was shocked by him.
"You're too slow."
Long Chen's words rang in Junior Martial God's ears.
Junior Martial God's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly swept the Ether Tyrant King Saber behind him. Without a word, Long Chen's God Slaying Sword descended from the sky and slashed down violently. A gray sword and the golden Ether Tyrant King Saber clashed, producing an ear-piercing sound.
The God Slaying Sword only had three Dao patterns, while the Ether Tyrant King Saber was a domineering saber with five Dao patterns. The power it contained was several times that of the God Slaying Sword. The number of Dao weapons that had been destroyed by the Ether Tyrant King Saber in history could only be described as countless.
The crowd couldn't help but feel sorry for Long Chen.
"A divine weapon might be destroyed if this goes on a few more times."
"That's right. With this peerless Dao weapon, Junior Martial God's combat power is almost on par with a late-stage second-level Nirvana Tribulation martial artist."
While everyone was still struggling with this, they saw Long Chen's God Slaying Sword suppressing the Ether Tyrant King Saber. Long Chen suppressed Junior Martial God with his terrifying strength. The gray sword slashed down, and Junior Martial God was no match for it. In the first clash, he was slashed to the ground by Long Chen's sword. Even the Ether Tyrant King Saber almost flew out of his hand.
"How is this possible?"
Everyone was stunned.
Not only did Long Chen suppress Little Martial God in terms of speed, but Little Martial God's strength was his forte. Long Chen actually suppressed Little Martial God in this aspect.
To the crowd, this was like a fantasy.
Even Ye Futu's eyes were cold. He couldn't believe that Long Chen was so powerful.
This young man's improvement was too fast. It was so fast that Ye Futu saw it as a thorn in his side. He was terrified.
Amidst the endless exclamations of shock, Long Chen began to attack.
Junior Martial God leaped up from the ground unwillingly. He had gone crazy. It had been a long time since he had met an opponent who could suppress him in all aspects. He found the feeling of going crazy. His eyes were bloodshot.
"Don't celebrate too early. This can only tickle me," Junior Martial God roared ferociously.
Yes, his strongest ability was his Immortal Body.
"Tickle me," Long Chen said as he arrived in front of Junior Martial God.
Junior Martial God's pupils contracted.
"World Shaking Tyrant King Saber."
In an instant, he madly brandished the long saber in his hand, and the ice-cold golden blade instantly weaved into a large golden net. Countless golden saber auras burst out from the golden net, and they surged towards Long Chen from all directions.
Long Chen smiled coldly.
Perhaps, based on Junior Martial God's current situation, there was still a huge gap between the two of them.
Long Chen wasn't afraid of shocking the crowd. He charged toward the golden net. Lingxi's sword blocked the golden saber auras. What shocked the crowd was that he charged toward Junior Martial God's sword net at lightning speed as if he was an expert who was above everything.
He pointed with his right hand.
Time Stop with the Extreme Finger of Time.
At that moment, Junior Martial God wasn't strong enough to resist Long Chen's powerful suppression.
"If this is all you've got …"
While the Extreme Universe Finger shocked everyone and rendered Junior Martial God unable to move, Long Chen swung the God-slaying Sword and performed the Evolution Character of the God-slaying Art. Nine sharp sword auras shot out and split Junior Martial God's body into more than ten pieces of different sizes.
His body was torn into pieces.
The blood that filled the sky flew out.
The Ether Tyrant King Saber fell to the ground. Long Chen picked it up and swung the God-slaying Sword at Junior Martial God without holding back.
… …
Let me recommend a book to everyone.
Fantasy.
Liu Ya's Cultivation of the Spirit.
It was a work written by a master of fantasy.
Only those who survived after going through many hardships and injuries could become experts and heroes, owning countless treasures and controlling the lives and deaths of millions.
In this world, only a small number of people could enjoy the final glory, while most of them could only become cold gravestones.
The so-called rules and laws are only used to bind the weak and be trampled by the strong. In this world, strength is eternal, not identity, but strength.
When the first spring thunder exploded, Qin Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were full of divine light, and the 180 million stars in his body were ready to move …
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