Supreme Divine Book

Han Chen blocked the first attack, but the second attack made everyone's heart jump.

The members of Silver Sky Palace were thinking about how they could quickly end the competition. However, Han Chen's expression did not reveal any signs of panic, and the entire audience was focused on him.

Several figures of hands flashed across the air. Yin Lao's body couldn't help but freeze and his face instantly revealed astonishment. His left hand's wrist, was tightly gripped by Han Chen. The sharp edge of the dagger was only two to three centimeters away from Han Chen's lower abdomen.

"What?" "Blocked?"

"How is this possible? So fast, so close. I'm afraid that even a person at the eighth level of Qi Refining would find it hard to resist! "

Her eyes were full of surprise. The Ancient Sword Gate, the disciples of the Taiqing Sect, looked at each other. He thought to himself, if it were any of them, they wouldn't be able to be so relaxed.

"Thousand Phantom Hands, yes, it's the Thousand Phantom Hands." Li Yun suddenly thought of the miraculous technique that Han Chen had used to break the Tianshan Sect's sleeves a few days ago.

Thousand Illusionary Hands? It was the Mortal Ranked Martial Technique that the disciples of Mystical Peak had abandoned in the Martial Skill Pavilion.

Without waiting for the others to think further, Yin Lao instantly realized that he was in danger. The moment he reacted, the dagger in his hand slipped towards Han Chen's neck and was ready to leave at any time.

However, Han Chen's speed, was even faster than his opponent's. Wu Yuan infused into the sword. The sword immediately turned into a soft sword. Sss! The thin and nimble sword let out a light hiss, and hacked down. Yin Lao's face changed, he did not dare hesitate and gave up on attacking. With all of his strength, he pushed Han Chen's palm away and quickly retreated.

Hiss! The incomparably sharp sword edge gently sliced across his chest. The clothes before him were instantly cut, accompanied by a slight sharp stabbing sensation. Yin Lao immediately threw the dagger in his hand. Taking advantage of the moment Han Chen blocked the dagger, Yin Lao managed to safely dodge to a safe zone more than a dozen meters away.

"Good, good fight, Han Chen, haha."

"I didn't expect this Thousand Phantom Hands to be so powerful. I must train hard when I return, haha."

The people of Mystical Peak all clapped their hands and cheered, while Li Meng also saw the hope of victory. However, when he thought about Han Chen's realm, he felt that it was extremely inconceivable.

The better Han Chen behaved, the uglier Huayun City's expression became. He was even more unwilling to see Han Chen win than the rest of the members of Silver Heavenly Palace. If he failed, then he would absolutely not allow anyone to be stronger than him. "Especially Han Chen." Hmph, don't get cocky too early. Yin Lao's hidden weapon is absolutely not something that you can defend against. "

"Damn brat, you are too despicable." Yin Lao gnashed his teeth in anger. Lowering his head to look at his damaged clothes, his eyes immediately turned red with anger. I want to show you my true ability. "

"Hmph, you talk too much."

Han Chen sneered, he released his powerful sword force, and a black light condensed on the body of the sword. Yin Lao frowned, his face gloomy. He extended both his hands, and between his fingers, there were eight flying darts.

"You will pay for your stupidity."

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! The eight darts drew eight arcs in the air, and under Yin Lao's control, they flew out. Compared to the previous time when he attacked Huayun City, his attack and speed was clearly much stronger.

Han Chen stopped in his tracks and held his sword horizontally in front of him. Her handsome face revealed a trace of seriousness. Immediately, he brandished his longsword and deflected all of the darts.

After the crisp sound, before Han Chen could move forward, another eight darts were thrown out from Yin Lao's hands. Not only that, the eight darts that he had blocked earlier had all returned. Adding them together, there were a total of sixteen darts. They were densely packed, like a dozen or so black bats that surrounded Han Chen.

There was killing intent everywhere. The expressions of the vast majority of the people present changed.

Feng Shan, Wolf's Roar, and Bao Yue, the three village chiefs, were all shocked by this magnificent battle method. Under the black robe, the skinny body of the lion trembled, but no one noticed him.

"With so many darts, Han Chen is in danger." Feng Yingxiu frowned. Holding Lang Qiu's hand, she became visibly nervous.

Lang Qiu sighed lightly and comforted her, "Ying'er, don't worry! I think Han Chen should have a way to face it. "

"En!"

One after another, the darts were sent flying. After wandering around for a bit, he turned back. Layers of silver white sword images surrounded Han Chen, his defense was invulnerable.

"Hmph. Let's see how long this damn boy can hold out for."

"This is Senior Brother Yin Lao's most powerful attack, that brat is definitely going to lose."

"That's right, to be able to anger Senior Brother Yin Lao, there will be no good ending for him."

The few Silver Heavenly Palace disciples clamored again. He was elated, as if victory was already in his hands. The leader, Silverthunder, had a cold glint in his eyes. He really couldn't believe that a mere sixth level Qi Refinement cultivator could stand in such a stalemate with Yin Lao, who was half-step into the eighth level of Qi Refining, for so long.

But it didn't matter, no matter what, he did not think that Yin Lao would lose this battle.

Everyone had their own thoughts in their minds. Zi Ying, Gu Hua, and the other Taiqing Sect's people all revealed serious expressions.

On the other hand, the people from Mystical Peak were a little comical. Li Meng, Li Yun and the others hoped that Han Chen would win. Huayun City, on the other hand, was hoping for Han Chen to fail, and even land a heavy blow on him.

Shen Yu was the only one who knew, so it didn't matter if he could win or not. Most importantly, he hoped that Han Chen was safe. Once upon a time, that innocent girl who didn't care about anything, had a place taken up in her heart by others as well.

Ignorant concern, shallow throb, is the young flowers, the most precious memory fragments.

"Boundless Phantom!"

The sword shadows that filled the sky collided with the darts in the surroundings. But no matter how much Han Chen attacked, the dart would only attack once again if he retreated.

Han Chen was secretly shocked, could it be that the other party's "concealed weapon" ability, did not have any weakness?

That's not right? That was his weakness. The corner of Han Chen's eyes flashed as he looked at Yin Lao, who was seriously controlling his dart over ten meters away, and immediately understood what was going on.

Although the opponent's hidden weapons and divine abilities were tricky to deal with. But he had to concentrate on controlling it, otherwise, Yin Lao would have already rushed forward.

"What's going on? He doesn't even want a sword anymore? "

"He didn't give up, right?"

"Hehe, I think that's the case. If you know you can't beat him, then give up on resisting."

It didn't matter if it was the people from Silver Heaven Palace, the Ancient Sword Gate, the Mystical Peak, or the people from Phoenix Village, Wolf Village, Panther Village, or Lion Village. Completely incomprehensible due to Han Chen's actions.

It was still difficult even when he was using a weapon. Now he didn't even want his weapon anymore. Wasn't this courting death?

"Hey, brat, are you trying to catch my darts with your bare hands?" Yin Lao laughed disdainfully.

"You were right." Han Chen replied with a light smile.

What? Everyone's faces changed, Han Chen's hands had a layer of black light around them, quietly releasing a faint devouring force.

"Thousand Phantom Hands." Han Chen shouted softly, and dense numbers of hand images appeared in the eyes of countless people present.

As Han Chen dodged, he cleverly grabbed those darts. Something unexpected happened. All of the captured darts were subdued without exception, and they didn't fly out again.

The devouring ability reduced the attack power of the hidden weapon and controlled the Thousand Phantom Hands. Han Chen's methods, caused everyone to be dumbstruck and shocked beyond belief.

Zi Ying, Gu Hua, Li Meng and Silver Thunder were the four people with the highest strength present. His face was also filled with surprise and astonishment. Was this really a power that a level six Qi Refining disciple could display? This was too audacious. If he was not careful, his hands might not be able to protect himself.

After a few days of not seeing him, Han Chen had broken through from the fifth level of Qi Refinement to the sixth level.

Huayun City frowned like two undead silkworms, looking at Shen Yu who was not far away, Li Yun and the rest were surprised. He was jealous and resentful.

Out of the sixteen darts, only two or three were left circling in the air. In Han Chen's hand, there was a bunch of hidden weapons. Yin Lao could clearly feel that he had already severed the connection with the hidden weapons. A hint of panic finally appeared on his face.

"Brat, you're too shameless." Yin Lao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, he immediately took out his last few hidden weapons, and didn't have the time to use them.

Han Chen's indifferent and ridiculing voice came out, "I'll return these back to you."

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! Like a bat concealed weapon, it flew towards Yin Lao. The latter's face distorted, and dense fear surged out from his eyes. What he was truly afraid of was not the hidden weapons, but the long sword that Han Chen had raised up once again.

"Phantom Sword Slash into the Sky!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Accompanied by painful screams, a bloody wound instantly appeared on Yin Lao's chest.

Silver Thunder who was behind him was startled, he immediately rushed to Yin Lao's back and struck out with his palm, hitting him on the back. Bang! The remaining energy from the sword ray was scattered by the impact. Yin Lao was also shaken to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black and he fainted.