Gods, Demons and Emperors

"Will it work? Entering without permission is useless."

"Let's go, let's go and watch the show. This time Fang Chen will definitely fail."

"If he attacks again, no one can save him."

Everyone followed Fang Chen and soon arrived in front of the blessed land.

The gatekeeper was a fourth-level Tianjiao of the Grandmaster Realm of Zhanmen. When he saw so many people coming, he was shocked and thought something was going to happen.

But when he saw Fang Chen in the front, he immediately understood the situation and sneered at the same time. This was a great opportunity to slap the other party in the face.

Fang Chen walked to the gate of the blessed land, showed a kind smile, and said, "I want to go in."

After saying that, he took out 50,000 spirit stones.

The gatekeeper stared at Fang Chen.

Although he was a little afraid that Fang Chen would suddenly attack, he didn't do anything to Fang Chen, so he was relieved.

He said, "If you want to go in, you can pay 10 million spirit stones."

As soon as this was said, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Ten million spirit stones, it was simply a lion's mouth.

But when they thought that they were dealing with Fang Chen, they didn't think it was too much.

Who made him so blind? The several beautiful ladies of Chen Sect were also what he could covet?

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "How much?"

"Ten million!" The man said arrogantly with his hands on his waist.

"Others have 50,000, but I have 10 million? Why?"

"No reason, I just don't like you, so what!"

Fang Chen was silent for a long time, looking at the people around him: "Do you think so too, do I need tens of millions of spirit stones to enter this paradise?"

Someone who was jealous of Fang Chen immediately shouted: "That's right! Others can have as much as they want! But you have to have tens of millions of spirit stones to enter!"

Hearing that many people shouted this, other Tianjiao also echoed: "That's right! That's it!"

Fang Chen was very helpless when he heard this. He just kissed Lin Xueyan and the others a few times, why did he get so much hatred.

"Okay." He sighed helplessly.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Did he really intend to take out tens of millions of spirit stones in exchange for the qualification to enter Jianmai Peak?

If so, Fang Chen would really become a victim and would become a huge joke of Tianjiao Pavilion.

The gatekeeper was also stunned. Did this fool really agree?

He became more and more proud immediately. He would definitely get a big reward when he told this to Sect Master Xia.

And he looked at Fang Chen with more contempt: "You are sensible. Take it out quickly."

Fang Chen looked at him indifferently and suddenly said: "I want to challenge Jianmai Peak."

Everyone was stunned. The next moment, a beam of light from Jianmai Peak enveloped Fang Chen and teleported him directly into the blessed land.

The gatekeeper remembered the challenge and his heart tightened immediately.

Fang Chen is the Tianjiao appointed by the Emperor. Will he break the record?

But when he thought that the first person to challenge the record was Sect Master Xia Zhan, he was relieved.

"Haha, challenge? You are really overestimating yourself. The holder of this peak is our sect master. How can he, a lowly ant with the lowest talent, have the courage to think he can beat the sect master?"

"Are you really here to challenge? Although he was appointed by the Emperor, I'm afraid his understanding of the sword is not as high as Xia Zhan's."

"Now, except for those sword geniuses in the ninth-level class who are still in seclusion, I'm afraid no one can break Xia Zhan's record."

"That's true. If Fang Chen, who was appointed by the Emperor, fails in the end, wouldn't it be a shame?"

"Haha, wait until he comes back, I want to see if he can still be as calm as before?"

Everyone looked up at the sky above the blessed land of the cave, where a small tower slowly appeared.

There was a number on the small tower at this moment, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-six.

This was exactly the score Xia Zhan got, which would only appear when others challenged.

At the same time, Fang Chen felt that the void around him was distorted and came to a hall.

The hall here is very vast. In the center, there is a doll that looks like a person, and on the doll there is a string of large numbers, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-six.

"That should be Xia Zhan's score."

Fang Chen said.

At the same time, an old voice came from the void: "To challenge, you need to pay 100,000 spirit stones."

"Yes."

Fang Chen took out 100,000 spirit stones and placed them in the hall. With a golden light covering them, the 100,000 spirit stones disappeared.

The old man's voice sounded again: "You have three chances to challenge. Use this sword to burst out your strongest sword intent and cut at the puppet."

As soon as the voice fell, a wooden sword appeared in front of Fang Chen.

When Fang Chen held it in his hand, he found that it was a very ordinary sword, without even a trace of spirituality, just like something used by mortals.

But if there is anything special, it is that this sword is very hard and will not be destroyed by the overly powerful sword intent.

"Interesting."

Fang Chen smiled slightly and looked at the puppet in the center.

"Start the challenge." He said.

Suddenly, the puppet's eyes lit up and slowly floated into the air.

It would not attack, but would just stand there and endure Fang Chen's sword strike.

Fang Chen did not hesitate and struck out with his first sword strike.

He struck casually with this strike, using only 10% of his strength.

Bang!

The sword strike landed on the puppet! The numbers above the puppet jumped! But soon it stopped, and the number 327 appeared.

"With such a value for a casual strike, it seems that it is not difficult to break through this 1,000-plus point."

He did not know that the results of his first sword strike could also be seen from the outside.

When the three hundred and twenty-seven points appeared, the audience was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! No way! The full strength of the first sword is only 327! This Fang Chen deserves his ranking at the bottom."

"I'm laughing so hard. Where did he get the courage to challenge Xia Zhan's results?"