"In that case, I'll fight you." Zhao Yan said angrily.
"Which piece of trash are you?" Lu Chen asked.
"Listen clearly, my name is Zhao Yan." Zhao Yan said angrily.
"Oh, it turns out that waste also has a name. It's really strange. It deserves to be from Lingxu Valley." Lu Chen said with a smile.
"Damn it." Zhao Yan was furious when he heard this. He could no longer control his emotions and rushed out suddenly. Fire swept out of the sky, the fire was raging, and a large fire cloud appeared above his head.
At this time, Zhao Yan seemed to have transformed into a fire god.
"Roar." His whole body burned with hot flames, he suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted, then appeared in mid-air, waved his hands, and endless fire patterns emerged and gathered in his palms.
This fire pattern is very weird, as if there is something mysterious inside. As soon as it appears, large flame patterns appear in all directions, beating like fire snakes.
Under Zhao Yan's control, those fire patterns kept crackling.
"Eighteen Beats of Fierce Flames."
Then, he glared at Lu Chen angrily and shouted. His two palms immediately fell down, hitting Lu Chen directly. A palm print suddenly fell down, and the void exploded.
But as soon as this palm print flew out, another palm print was formed, and each palm was more powerful and thicker than the last, and the fire attribute spiritual power contained in it was stronger.
There were as many as eighteen palms, and their power was extremely powerful. From a distance, it seemed as if there were giant flaming mountains pressing down on Lu Chen one after another.
In an instant, Lu Chen was enveloped in overwhelming flaming palm prints. The Wangchuan Lake under his feet made a gurgling sound, and steamed out hot smoke, which was then quickly evaporated.
Everyone watching the battle smelled a burning gas and were shocked.
"I didn't expect Zhao Yan to be so strong. It seems that he is not far away from breaking through to the Spiritual Heaven Realm."
"I wonder if I can defeat this Yang Chen?"
"That should be okay, right?"
By this time, everyone no longer doubted Lu Chen's strength, so they were not sure whether Zhao Yan could defeat him.
Yang Qi, who was sitting cross-legged among the mountains, remained motionless.
As for Feng Shenyu, standing behind Zhao Zichuan, looking through the eighteen palm prints and looking at Lu Chen who was covered in fire, a trace of deep shock flashed in his eyes.
Lu Chen waved the pitch-black sword in his hand, and instantly pierced the palm prints, and the sky-filled black light swooped up, blasting away the fire that filled the sky.
Zhao Yan was horrified and hurriedly took his turn, but he didn't expect Lu Chen to have broken ten palm seals in a row, and he couldn't hold on to the eleventh palm seal for much longer.
"Damn."
His face finally darkened, and the ferocious look in his eyes disappeared. At this moment, he realized why Qianyuan was defeated by the opponent with his powerful strength.
But the key point is that he cannot be defeated, because he is the most powerful disciple among the inner disciples, apart from Long Xiao.
If he loses, then among the disciples of Xuantian Realm in Lingxu Valley, there will no longer be anyone who can defeat Lu Chen.
Thinking of this, he extracted 70% of the fire attribute spiritual power in his body and gathered it completely in his palm. The fiery breath spread out, and fire patterns formed, intertwined into a line, and hit Lu Chen.
At this time, Lu Chen had already broken the seventeenth palm seal.
"Boom" sound;
The eighteenth palm print was also split open.
It was at this moment that the spear formed by fire patterns struck down.
Lu Chen's eyes flashed, and he swung the ink sword in his hand from bottom to top. The black light in the sky rushed straight up, the sound of the sword resounded, and a mouthful of poisonous sword energy flew out.
After a few pops, the fire pattern chain broke apart.
There was a "bang" sound.
Zhao Yan flew backwards, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he retreated a hundred feet before he stabilized his body.
He coughed several times with a sullen face, his face became extremely pale, and he looked at Lu Chen, revealing deep shock and fear.
However, his glowing red eyes were full of unwillingness. With his cultivation in the late stage of Xuantian Realm and about to break through to the Spiritual Heaven Realm, he still lost to Lu Chen.
This is simply a great shame!
"Come again!"
He glared at Lu Chen fiercely, almost roared, his voice was extremely hoarse, and with a sudden movement of spiritual power, he rolled up a ball of fire and rushed towards Lu Chen.
"You are still a little weak."
Lu Chen looked at the unwilling Zhao Yan and shook his head. He waved the ink sword in his hand, and the sword energy suddenly fell. With a "bang", it hit Zhao Yan's chest, and a ball of blood bloomed out.
"Ah." Zhao Yan cried out in pain and fell out again.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
Is this Yang Chen really at the Nine-Star Infinite Realm?
Long Xiao flew out quickly with a gloomy face, and cast out a spiritual light to wrap up Zhao Yan, who was flying upside down, to prevent him from falling into the lake.
Then, he held one of Zhao Yan's shoulders and looked at the sword marks on his chest, his face became a little gloomier.
"Senior Brother Long, don't worry, I won't die yet." Zhao Yan said with a pale face.
"Of course you can't die. If I hadn't collected some spiritual power and come back, you would have become a corpse now." Lu Chen said expressionlessly.
"So I should thank you?" Long Xiao said with a cold face.
"Haha, if you want to thank me, just give me tens of millions of spiritual crystals." Lu Chen said with a smile.
"It seems that you are determined to go against me, Lingxu Valley." Long Xiao said.
"What are you talking about?" Lu Chen suddenly became angry and said without fear, 'Aren't you holding this competition just to improve each other? Or are you trying to sell someone else's meat?'
"You...?" Long Xiao said angrily.
"What are you talking about? Did I say something wrong? Besides, which part of this competition says that you are not allowed to challenge you Lingxu Valley disciples specifically?" Lu Chen interrupted unceremoniously.
"It's because your skills are inferior to others, why do you still blame others?"
"Yang Chen, if you have the guts, will you fight me?" Long Xiao said angrily.
"It's really funny. You are holding this competition to break through to the Spiritual Heaven Realm. Now that you have broken through to the Spiritual Heaven Realm, why are you still participating in the competition?"
Lu Chen sneered twice and said fearlessly: "Besides, is it interesting for you, a person in the early stage of the Spiritual Heaven Realm, to challenge a Nine-Star Wuji Realm?"
When Long Xiao heard this, his face turned livid with anger, and his eyes showed murderous intent: "You said so much, aren't you just afraid of me?"
"Am I afraid of you?"
Lu Chen sneered: "After I break through the Xuantian realm, it will be easy to defeat you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you to break through to the Xuantian realm."
Long Xiao took a deep look at Lu Chen, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and helped Zhao Yan back.
Zhao Yan also glanced at Lu Chen angrily.
"I'll fight you."
At this moment, a tall young man with a red cloak and a bloody face suddenly walked out.
As soon as he came up, the air in all directions suddenly became colder and glowed with blood-colored brilliance.
"Who are you?" Lu Chen asked.
"Five Poison Sect, Yang Shen." The young man with a bloody face glanced at Lu Chen coldly and said.
"Yang Shen? I haven't heard of him. I only know that there is a man named Zhao Zichuan in your Five Poison Sect. Unfortunately, he has already broken through to the Spirit Heaven Realm. Otherwise, I really wouldn't mind fighting him." Lu Chen said casually.
"I haven't even heard of Yang Shen. Is this person really arrogant or fake?"
"Anyway, this person is really brave to the extreme."
"Having said that, this person dares to do this, so it seems he has something to rely on."
On Wangchuan Lake, the disciples of various sects, sects, and major families were once again surprised when they heard this. Although Yang Shen was not as famous as Zhao Zichuan, he was still the second among the inner disciples of Lingxu Valley.
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By saying this, Yang Chen was undoubtedly trying to disgrace Yang Shen and the Five Poison Sect in public. How could the person involved not be angry?
"You are so brave, I want to see how much you weigh."
Sure enough, when Yang Shen heard Lu Chen's words, his face sank, his eyes flashed with a sense of solemnity, the red cloak behind him crackled, and he turned into a blood shadow and rushed out.
His speed was extremely fast, and the moment he approached Lu Chen, a heavy storm was set off, sweeping over him like a tornado.
"Wind attribute power?"
Lu Chen was slightly surprised. No wonder Yang Shen was so fast. It turned out that he was practicing wind power.
However, he is not weaker than Yang Shen in terms of speed as he practices turtle and snake steps.
The only thing worth noting is that he cannot yet perform this footwork in front of everyone, so he is not eager to attack, but first assumes a defensive posture.
It was at this moment that Yang Shen changed again;
He moved his feet and stepped in the void, leaving behind silvery white footprints, which bloomed with brilliance and gave off a sense of mystery.
And he himself was also covered with a layer of silver-white light, traveling through the void, sending out bursts of howling sounds.
In less than three breaths, he crossed a distance of two thousand meters and appeared in Lu Chen's sight. The speed was very fast.
In the burst of silver light, he suddenly approached, and dropped his hand with his five fingers bluffing. It was like the claws of a spiritual bird, falling with a silvery white light, and the silver arcs were torn down.
Lu Chen frowned as he faced the silver arcs, swiped his palm, and with a "puff" sound, he saw a black beam of light shoot out, but he didn't expect to be torn apart by the silver arcs immediately.
"Chirp-", at this moment, a sharp and huge roar suddenly came from the sky, and then Lu Chen felt a silver light bursting from the sky.
Lu Chen looked up and was surprised, but he saw a giant silver eagle appearing in the wildly sweeping silver light. The silver light was really shining, as if it was made of silver water.
The silver giant shadow was huge, with its silver wings spread out, it was hundreds of feet tall. The pair of huge eagle claws rushed towards Lu Chen and grabbed him head-on. The bright silver light was like a snow mountain collapsing down, and the momentum was extremely majestic.
The chirping sound filled the sky, making Lu Chen feel his eardrums roaring.
His spirit was shaken, his eyebrows were furrowed, a solemn look flashed in his eyes, and he violently activated the poisonous spiritual power in his body. He opened and closed his hands, and the poisonous light rushed out, blooming with an ink-black light.
Then, Lu Chen fired the ink sword, and with a "whoosh" sound, the dark, poisonous sword energy rushed straight into the sky. From a distance, it looked like a black beam of light, swaying upward with the falling silver light.
Yang Shen smiled coldly when he saw this, his dark eyes glowed with a fierce light, and the blood on his face was thick with lust. As he stepped, it formed like a silver storm, covering a thousand feet in radius.
In this way, no matter where Lu Chen goes, he will be under his attack.
However, Lu Chen had no intention of escaping. He did not retreat. In his concentrated gaze, a strong desire to fight arose, and thousands of black brilliance emerged.
In a short while, Lu Chen was like a dark demonic figure, moving in the silver storm. The Wangchuan Lake under his feet kept roaring, and water columns rushed up, but they were evaporated instantly as soon as they rose.
The poisonous light and silver light intertwined around Lu Chen's body, forming a terrifying scene that made many people tremble with fear.
"Brother Zhao, do you think your junior brother can defeat him?"
On the pavilion, Long Xiao stood beside Zhao Zichuan with his hands behind his back, watching the battle, and asked in a calm tone.
