Supreme Divine Book

At some point, the bright and beautiful sky had darkened, and the air was filled with a moist air. The condensed liquid turned into a drizzle. It flew with the wind.

"Shen Yu, it looks like it's going to rain! Shall we go back early? "

Two young and beautiful girls were walking side by side, especially the one on the left. She was wearing a white dress, had delicate facial features, and had a pair of large, spirited eyes that were mesmerizing to look at.

"No way! I like the rain. I want to take a shower before I go back. " The beautiful girl called Shen Yu gave a shallow smile. Her two eyes were curved like crescent moons, looking very cute and adorable.

The girl beside her was called Yu Fei. The two of them were good friends. Yu Fei rolled his eyes, and laughed mischievously: "Hee hee, just go ahead and get drenched! "When your body is soaked, your beautiful figure will be revealed, and all along the way, there will be eyes like a wolf's. I don't care about you."

"I'm not afraid!" Shen Yu stuck out her tongue mischievously, then suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her beautiful eyes turned towards the left in a certain direction, "Hmm? "It seems like the Colosseum is very quiet today."

"Let's go take a look!" Huayun City and the rest should be there. "

"No, I get annoyed the moment I see Huayun City."

"Oh, pull! Shen Yu, there's nothing wrong right now anyway. " Yu Fei pulled Shen Yu and rushed in the direction of the Colosseum. They originally thought that the atmosphere was quiet because the weather wasn't good today, so they didn't come. However, upon walking in, he realized that this was not the case.

Hundreds of people had gathered around Ring Nine, densely packed and watertight.

"Who's fighting up there? Attracting so many people? Could it be the Huayun City? " Yu Fei muttered as he led Shen Yu forward. From a close distance, the battle between the two on the stage was extremely intense. Sword lights and sword shadows dazzled the eyes.

"It seems to be Xue Jing? Eh, who was that person? Shen Yu, do you know him? "

Shen Yu curiously looked over, and when she saw the young man wielding the sword, she could not help but shiver. Her small mouth slightly opened, and subconsciously blurted out, "It's him?"

"Who is it? Do you really know him? Why haven't I seen it before? "

Shen Yu did not answer Yu Fei's question. Instead, he stared at the figure on stage in shock. Why did he come to the inner sect? When he met him at that time, he was only at the eighth level of the Body Tempering stage.

Bang!

On the stage, the battle between Han Chen and Xue Jing had reached a critical moment. This battle had captivated the hearts of everyone present. No matter how long Han Chen could endure, everyone would not look down on him.

"Phantom Sword Slash into the Sky!"

An incomparably sharp sword beam combined with "Sword Force" was even more lethal. A black light that was seven to eight meters long hacked at Xue Jing with the power to cut through the air. The latter's expression changed slightly, as he did not expect that with Han Chen's strength, he was able to unleash such a powerful strike.

However, he was not an average person. The 'Viridescent Eagle' behind him had actually spread its wings, as if it was about to dive down. At the same time, Xue Jing did not back down in the slightest as he faced the sword ray head-on. His toes were even separated from the ground and he had a feeling of gliding.

Innate divine ability, a gift from the heavens! However, the power of the sacred art was proportional to one's own strength.

Under the nervous gazes of everyone present, Xue Jing's two iron claws collided head-on with Han Chen's sword beams.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! A heavy, muffled sound exploded in the air, even with the help of 'Sword Force'. However, Xue Jing's strength was still two levels higher than Han Chen. Just by being able to block for a moment, the sword light was directly dispersed.

"Brat, you can't beat me. Get down. " Xue Jing's expression became somewhat sinister as he rushed in front of Han Chen without slowing down in his attacks. The sharp claw in his right hand was about to mercilessly dig at the other party's heart.

The result was as expected! This thought arose in everyone's mind. Xin Lan, Dazzling Spring, and Wu Jun were all panicked to the point that they didn't even dare to watch what was going to happen next.

Huayun City, Luo Zhong, and Lu Bai, who were beside Mei Ling, revealed expressions of schadenfreude.

At this critical moment, there was no sign of panic on Han Chen's face. He spread out his left palm and a strong suction force spread out, affecting Xue Jing's attack point.

Then, Han Chen dodged to the side. Sss! The claws pierced his left shoulder. Intense pain spread throughout his entire body as dark red blood instantly flowed out.

The crowd below all frowned. Xin Lan's beautiful face was pale white, the truth rushed up the stage and pulled Han Chen down.

Everyone present was shocked. What was he trying to do? Xue Jing frowned and instantly reacted. He suddenly raised his left hand to launch an attack.

However, it was also at this time that Han Chen's lips raised in a cold smile, the movements of his hands, was even faster than his opponent's, his sword suddenly swung out.

"Boundless Phantom!"

A sword light flashed past. Everyone's heart shrank tightly, and Xue Jing's pupils became the size of a needle. "Hiss!" "Xue Jing's heart-wrenching scream came from behind the rain of blood." "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" My hand, my hand. "

Countless people's heartbeats stopped at one rhythm, and they all broke out in a cold sweat. Xue Jing's unstable right arm on the stage had been completely cut off. It could even be said that he had lost half of his shoulder, exposing his ghastly white bones to the air.

On the other hand, Han Chen still had Xue Jing's arm hanging on his left shoulder. The blood of the two had mixed together, and even dyed the arena beneath his feet red.

The several hundred people in the arena did not even dare to breathe, and some even trembled in fear. Xue Jing loudly yelled with fury and hatred, "My hand, you deserve to die. You truly deserve to die."

Han Chen's eyes were filled with coldness. He grabbed Xue Jing's arm and forcefully pulled, "Hiss!" Everyone felt their teeth ache and their mind and body become uneasy. Fresh blood flowed down from Han Chen's shoulder. "Bang!" Xue Jing's severed arm was gently thrown onto the stage. The latter's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he staggered and bent over to pick up his arm. At the same time, he muttered, "My arm, my arm, I don't want to be a cripple."

"You asked for it." Han Chen said indifferently, then with a backhand slash, he sent it flying. A wound that was deep enough to see bone appeared on Xue Jing's chest.

Having lost an arm, he had suffered a heavy injury! From today onwards, Xue Jing's fate was practically sealed.

At this moment, the entire audience was deathly silent. Xin Lan was so nervous that tears almost flowed out. Da Wei and Wu Jun couldn't help but feel chills down their spines and at the same time, heaved a sincere sigh of relief.

On the other side, the Huayun City was also frowning. Han Chen's methods had moved him. Mei Ling's face became a little pale, her jade-like hands tightly gripped onto a corner of her dress, her emotions could not be expressed with words.

Luo Zhong and Lu Bai were astonished and even more so, felt jealousy, hatred and unease. Ever since they met, they had been quite against Han Chen. Now that they saw him in such a shocking battle, they couldn't help but feel disgusted.

On the stage, only Xue Jing's miserable screams could be heard. Some of his companions, Li Jian and Liu Wu, did not dare to go up onto the stage to check on his condition.

Han Chen's wound was still bleeding. Her pretty face was obviously pale and her forehead was also covered with sweat. When he was about to leave the stage, Xue Jing suddenly stood up from the ground. His eyes were filled with endless hatred, and he immediately turned his gaze towards Huayun City, Luo Zhong and the rest.

"Luo Zhong, didn't you always want the cores of rank 5 beasts? I'll give you a level 6 one now, help me take off his hands. "

The sudden scene caused everyone's gazes to fall on Luo Zhong who was below the stage. No one had thought that the enraged Xue Jing would "spend money to find helpers".

Luo Zhong's mind lit up, and he stepped forward to ask, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Xue Jing replied fiercely. He then took out a crystal clear blue beast core from his bosom and pointed at Han Chen who was at the side, "As long as you cripple him, this will be yours."

This was a rather shameful matter, but Luo Zhong did not care about it. Under the looks of despise from the majority of the people, he slowly walked towards the stage.

"Two 3rd level Refinement Qi cultivators continuously bullying a newbie. Don't you know how to write the word 'disgrace'?"

Da Wei and Wu Jun were also furious, the other disciples at the Colosseum were also booing. However, Luo Zhong only laughed weirdly, and did not pay any attention to him. A magicite core of the sixth rank, to him, was extremely important.

On the other hand, at this time, Mei Ling spoke, "Senior Brother Luo Zhong, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to do this?"

"Hmm?" Luo Zhong was startled for a moment, then turned his gaze towards Huayun City, as if seeking a signal.

Huayun City opened his eyes and replied indifferently, "You can decide for yourself."

With these words, Luo Zhong did not care about Mei Ling's opinion anymore, his eyes flashed a look of satisfaction, and he stepped onto the stage. The audience booed. A few hot-blooded people began to loudly criticize him.

Xue Jing's eyes flickered with flames of hatred as he shouted in a deep voice, "Cripple him. Hurry."

"Don't worry, hehe." Luo Zhong had a teasing smile on his face as he looked at Han Chen with the corner of his eyes, "Brat, you're just unlucky. "You can only blame yourself for being too arrogant. As a newcomer, you should behave yourself."

Han Chen sneered, but there was still no fear on his face. "You'll regret it."

"Is that so?" Luo Zhong was not scared by Han Chen. His strength was a little stronger than Xue Jing's. Furthermore, Han Chen was severely injured, so there was no problem at all.

Just as the two were about to make their move, the crowd quickly parted to form a path. Then, a clear and melodious female voice rang out.

"Luo Zhong, get lost now."