The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

The elder Bingzhu's face changed, and just as he was about to dodge, he saw a white figure suddenly appearing in front of him.

That figure, under this dreadful sword, looked very thin.

I saw him stretch out two fingers between the lightning and flint, and quickly tapped Sheng Qi's chest a few times.

"Uh……"

All the strength in Sheng Qi's body was immediately removed, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, but when he saw clearly who this person was, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This person is Han Chen!

"Your injuries are serious, this sword will kill you, back off..."

The elder Bingzhu looked at Han Chen in disbelief, and when he realized it, he immediately retreated. The six elders worked together before, and it was not a place for him to join forces. Now that I am so close to him, I am afraid that it will be too soon. will die at his hands.

And Han Chen ignored the elder Bingzhu, in his eyes, this person's life did not belong to him long ago, but he didn't want to do it himself.

Because, this person must die in the hands of Shengqi!

With Han Chen's appearance, Mo Ya and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

They firmly believe that as long as the master takes action, these people are nothing more than chickens and dogs!

Han Chen waved his hand, and said to Mo Ya and the others, "You also step back!"

Then, he looked around and saw that everyone was present, even Lord Chang An was not absent.

Seeing this, Han Chen couldn't help laughing, and said, "It seems that everyone who should come has come, so save it, let Han look for you one by one!"

As soon as Han Chen finished speaking, the resentment on Jun Pingyuan's face became even worse when he saw him appear, and he suddenly pulled out his long sword.

"Han Chen!!!"

Chapter 2: Lord Pingyuan dies, Lord Chang'an takes action (3/[-])

God will not keep the sun for a moment just because of the arrival of a world-shattering battle.

Night has finally come.

An army of [-] surrounded the bamboo house, and everyone held a torch in their hands, illuminating the Linlang Pavilion as if it were daytime.

The people in Handan City didn't know what happened here, they only knew that not long ago, the Prime Minister of Zhao Guo Ping Yuan rebelled, and Zhao Wangqin ordered Chang'an Jun to put down the rebellion!

Mr. Pingyuan, there is no way to retreat!

However, it was clear that Mr. Pingyuan was not depressed by the imminent death.

Instead, he was a little excited.

Han Chen's appearance made his desire for revenge grow stronger.

At this moment, all the conspiracies and tricks are gone, only strength is the kingly way that decides everything!

Although he is not proficient in martial arts, he is not a person who is powerless after all.

While holding the long sword high, he led many experts to Han Chen not far away.

"Han Chen, the accounts between you and me should be settled today!" Mr. Pingyuan said through gritted teeth.

Tian Guang stood beside Mr. Pingyuan, silent, all he knew was that the situation is now in a state of endless death!

Han Chen pointed to Tian Guang, then pointed to the elder Bingzhu and the others, and said with a smile: "It's ridiculous that you want to kill me just because of these people!"

Mr. Pingyuan stared at Han Chen, "My son's life, Zhao's stability, and the farm's blood feud will all be settled today. Even if I die, I, Zhao Guoerlang, will come and take your life." !"

"die!"

Lord Pingyuan roared, and the long sword in his hand stabbed directly at Han Chen.

This scene looks extremely ridiculous.

Mr. Pingyuan, a mere person who doesn't even have the realm of mythology, actually wants to attack him?

But neither the peasants nor Lord Chang'an, who had already arrived here, stepped forward to help.

They are waiting for Lord Pingyuan's death!

Mr. Pingyuan's fate was already doomed when he mobilized the [-] troops.

No matter what happens in today's battle, he will definitely die!

To die in the hands of Han Chen, for him, it might not be the best ending, at least, it won't let him die in the hands of his own country...

A sword pierced out, but it seemed quite a bit of momentum.

It's a pity that this sword was pinched by two slender fingers as soon as it came to Han Chen's side.

Lord Pingyuan used all his strength, but he couldn't pull the long sword back from Han Chen's fingers.

Qi and blood surged up, Mr. Pingyuan's face flushed red, he let go of his hand with a low growl, punched, and swung at Han Chen without hesitation.

Han Chen stretched out a finger, and before Pingyuan Jun's fist was fully stretched, a tiny sword energy gushed out from his fingertips.

laugh!

The sword energy directly hit Mr. Pingyuan's chest, and his flesh was bloody for a moment.

Big mouthfuls of blood gushed out from Mr. Pingyuan's mouth. He endured the severe pain, exerted all his strength, roared, and said, "Masters, Zhao Sheng has done his best, and the rest will be entrusted to you guys." Already!"

After the words fell, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

Once famous, die forever!

Everyone present, watching this scene, did not know whether it was sadness or joy.

He died in Han Chen's hands, that's right, but everyone knows who the one who really let him die...

Lord Chang'an let out a long breath, as if he wanted to pour out all the depression in his chest.

He waved his hand, and immediately, two lieutenants came to Pingyuan Jun's body with fear on their faces. They first glanced at Han Chen in horror, and saw that he had no intention of doing anything, so they dared to reach out and took Pingyuan Jun's body with him. down.

Han Chen just watched quietly, without making a move, let alone saying a word.

A battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people is eerily quiet!

"The person who is an eyesore is dead, you can do it!"

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groan! !

The Remnant Rainbow Sword shook slightly in his hand, and the sword chant soared into the sky. Han Chen raised his head to look at Chang'an Jun, Tian Guang and the others, and said lightly.

"Kill!!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly yelled loudly, which was particularly ear-piercing in the silent battlefield.

However, this sound fell, but no one responded.

The man looked around and saw that the people around him were also looking at him with weird eyes, his face flushed, and he quickly lowered his head.

Everyone knows that among the people present, only the Sixth Elder of the Nong Family and the top powerhouses like Mr. Chang'an are qualified to fight Han Chen. die all the way.

.....

At this time, the elder soldier glanced at Mr. Chang'an, snorted coldly, and said, "Mr. Chang'an, at this moment, there is no need to pay attention to the rules of the world. You and I will fight together. Otherwise, today's success will be defeated. At this price, you I can't afford it!"

boom! !

The moment the voice fell, the six elders waved their hands, and formed an formation with the remaining five elders.

Ji Ze Twenty-Four reappears!

The surrounding Zhao Guo cavalry hurriedly vacated a large space.

People like Han Chen still have to be dealt with by these strong men after all. If these strong men are all dead, it is time to use the lives of these hundreds of thousands of troops to fill in.

Seeing the formation of the army master and others, Mr. Chang'an let out a deep breath. Now he has no other choice!

Clang! !

The long sword is fierce, and the cultivation base of the fourth level of mythology explodes, and the Weiming Lake is shocked, and the waves are raging again and again!

"Mr. Han Chen, Mr. Zhao didn't want to be your enemy at first, but at present, Mr. Zhao, as a person who governs the country of Zhao, can only go against his heart and fight you!"

Chapter 3: vs. Chang'an Jun, One Sword (3/[-])

Throw away the white clothes and ride the horses, live up to the blue sky!

A sword is like the scorching sun in the night sky, people startled and horses neighed, and the great lake trembled!

Mr. Chang'an is not only a strong man with four layers of mythology, but more importantly, he has become a master of swordsmanship.

Qingtian Kendo!

Once it comes up, it is the strongest sword. Mr. Chang'an knows very well that if you don't make a desperate blow against people like Han Chen, you may never have the chance to make a second sword.

groan!

Before the sword arrives, the sound arrives first, a heaven-shattering sword chant suddenly resounds, rushing to the heavens in anger!

It can be seen with the naked eye that the ground under Mr. Chang'an's feet has been plowed into a deep gully by the sharp sword energy, and above the lake, the water waves are churning, as if there are some prehistoric monsters hidden at the bottom of the water.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked by the "[-]"!

"Qingtian Sword Dao!"

Lord Chang'an shouted angrily, thunder rolled, and as the angry shouting subsided, a sword light that was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, wrapped in endless sharpness, came through the air!

This sword was shocking, even the elders and others who were one step earlier than Lord Chang'an, stopped their movements at this moment, as if they would tarnish this shocking sword by themselves!

Seeing the sword attacking towards him quickly, Han Chen opened his hand, and the Remnant Rainbow Sword at his waist buzzed.

Clang! !

The sword was unsheathed, and Han Chen firmly held it in his hand.

Countless pure white sword energy immediately appeared around Han Chen.

Lord Chang'an's eyes were fixed, and his face showed a bit of solemnity.

kendo!

The same is the way of the sword!