The ancient god lord

"As long as it's not your entire Mission Hall that's investigating." Jiang Chen said.

If you kill someone else's genius, it's normal for the forces behind you to seek revenge.

It's just a branch, Jiang Chen is not afraid.

There are two or three branches in the entire Southern Region. If one of them wants to cause trouble for Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen is not afraid.

Besides, this is a personal vendetta, and the other branches of the entire Mission Hall will not get involved.

"Are you really going to kill someone?" Mo Qingyan opened her eyes wide.

Her face was incredible.

"Do I look like I'm kidding? If Ling Guangqing wants to die, then help him. If the branch of the Ling family behind him doesn't know what's good for him, I don't mind destroying it. If your Mission Hall investigates, hey, I can only be the enemy of the Mission Hall." Jiang Chen said.

Mo Qingyan was speechless after listening to Jiang Chen's words. This Jiang Chen was really bold. Not only did he want to kill Ling Guangqing, he also wanted to destroy the family behind Ling Guangqing.

Others dared not think about or do things, but Jiang Chen dared.

"Then I hope he didn't meet us." Mo Qingyan could only say this.

Soon, the competition began, and Jiang Chen and others entered a huge magic array.

Among these magic arrays, there are connections between each other. Each contestant has a token on his body, recording each person's information.

These contestants will be randomly sent to various arenas.

"Tenth-level array." Jiang Chen looked at the magic array, and a flash of surprise flashed in his heart. He didn't expect that the place for this random competition was actually a ten-level array.

The ten-level array is quite complicated, especially this kind of array that can record everyone's data and randomly match opponents, which is several times more complicated than the general ten-level array.

"The Mission Hall is really worthy of being the Mission Hall. It can actually set up a huge ten-level array for competition." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

Soon, Jiang Chen was teleported to an arena.

Opposite Jiang Chen, a figure also appeared, an opponent of the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm.

As soon as the opponent appeared, he saw Jiang Chen and knew that this was the opponent arranged for him by the array. He didn't say a word and killed Jiang Chen directly.

Because the other party also sensed that Jiang Chen was at the same level as him, and was also a practitioner of the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm, so he thought of striking first.

"Pai Hai Palm." The other party smashed Jiang Chen with a big palm print.

Seeing the other party coming to kill him, Jiang Chen shook his head, overestimating his own strength. In Jiang Chen's eyes, the other party's movements were like a slow snail.

Jiang Chen exerted a soul power and hit the other party directly.

"Wow..." The man vomited blood in the air and screamed. The big palm shadow that was condensed was also broken and disappeared without a trace.

The other party was suddenly hit hard and looked incredible. He didn't understand how he was defeated at all. He didn't even know how Jiang Chen attacked.

He only felt an invisible force hitting him and seriously injured him.

"You used a hidden weapon?" The practitioner who fell to the ground looked at Jiang Chen angrily.

"What hidden weapon? I clearly used soul power, okay?" Jiang Chen frowned.

The opponent can't even resist his own soul power, and still wants to defeat him?

It's simply a fantasy.

"Impossible, you are only the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm, how can you have such a terrifying soul power?" the man shouted.

"I have the soul power of a Martial God Realm strongman, isn't it easy to deal with you, who is the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm?" Jiang Chen sneered.

"Since you don't believe it, then I'll let you feel it again." Jiang Chen finished speaking, and exerted his soul power again, pressing directly towards the opponent.

A strong pressure acted on the opponent's body, causing the opponent's body, which had finally stood up, to lie directly on the ground, unable to move at all.

This time the opponent finally believed it, and Jiang Chen in front of him was too terrifying.

"I admit defeat, don't press, don't press, if you press again, I will become a meat pie..." The opponent cried and begged for mercy.

His bones were almost crushed.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen did not want to kill the opponent, but just let the opponent experience the authenticity of the soul power.

Jiang Chen then retracted his soul power, and the man gasped.

He regretted it. Why did he doubt Jiang Chen just now?

He almost crushed him to death just now.

"Jiang Chen wins this battle and gets two points." At this time, an ethereal voice came.

This is the big formation judging that Jiang Chen won, because the opponent has already admitted defeat.

Soon, the two disappeared from the spot, and Jiang Chen came to a room.

These rooms are for the contestants to rest. After half an hour, the next game will be held. During this half an hour, they need to recover and deal with some injuries.

The ten competitions are held continuously, and they will not be teleported until the ten games are finished.

Everyone is treated like this, to see who can last longer.

Soon, Jiang Chen ushered in the second opponent.

This time, Jiang Chen faced a master of the ninth level of the Martial Saint Realm, a tall man with a face full of stubble.

When the other party saw that Jiang Chen was an eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm, he was stunned at first, and then ecstatic.

"Haha, I didn't expect to be lucky this time. I met an opponent at the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm. I can get two points again." The tall man laughed.

In the last match, his opponent was a martial saint of the fifth level, who couldn't even take the big man's move and was directly knocked away. The big man easily got two points.

This time when he met Jiang Chen, he thought Jiang Chen was also a weak chicken.

"Don't be happy too early, maybe these two points will belong to me?" Jiang Chen smiled lightly.

"Humph, I, Gao Qifeng, have been in the southern region for decades, and you still want to get an advantage in front of me? It's just a dream, then let you see my strength, I will knock you away with one punch." The big man sneered.

This big man is called Gao Qifeng, a genius practitioner of power, with a very strong body, crushing many practitioners of the same level.

He is a martial saint of the ninth level, plus a strong body, the general martial saint of the tenth level may not be able to beat him.

This is also the reason why Gao Qifeng is confident.

"Unparalleled Tyrant Dragon Fist." Gao Qifeng punched Jiang Chen, his movements were extremely fast, and a powerful sound of breaking through the air appeared.

His fist was emitting golden light, which was because he had concentrated all his strength on his fist to enhance the power of his fist. His punch was enough to smash a stone mountain.

If it hit a person, the outcome would be imaginable. Gao Qifeng didn't care about the opponent's life or death. This time Jiang Chen dared to provoke him.

Although the last opponent didn't provoke him, he only used 10% of his strength to seriously injure the opponent.

For Jiang Chen, he used all his strength, just to kill Jiang Chen with one blow.

Seeing Gao Qifeng coming, Jiang Chen also used a punch.

"Magic Dragon Fist." Jiang Chen's hands were covered with black scales, which were dragon scales.

"Boom..." The fists of both sides collided.

"Bang..." As soon as the fists of the two touched, Gao Qifeng's entire hand instantly exploded into a blood mist, and he himself was also blown away by the powerful force.

"Ah..." Gao Qifeng was spitting out large mouthfuls of blood while flying backwards. The powerful force just now was transmitted to other parts of his body, and his internal organs were also greatly damaged.