Chapter 657

That knife, cut from top to bottom, seemed to be a blade from the nine heavens, trying to smash the earth.

The weight of the blade caused the ground to vibrate, the arena was broken, and all the sword flowers were stagnant.

boom!

The blade cut down, the sword flower collapsed, and the long sword was cut off.

puff!

The blade slashed down, hitting Fan Dang's arm holding the sword, creating a groove of blood, deep enough to reveal the bone.

Snapped!

At the same time, Fan Dang positioned Lu Chen and slapped Lu Chen right in the chest.

Lu Chen felt that his internal organs were churning, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. Zhan Tian couldn't cut it any longer, so he had to take back the green scale knife.

"Even if my sword is broken, it can still kill you!"

Fan Dang gritted his teeth and endured the pain, held the broken sword, locked onto Lu Chen, and stabbed out.

In response to Fan Dang, there were only two words from Lu Chen: "Zhantian!"

In an instant, Fan Dang's broken sword pierced into Lu Chen's chest without reaching the end.

And Lu Chen's blade slashed at Fan Dang's body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, making a big gap, and blood spilled all over the ring.

This knife, because Lu Chen was already seriously injured, was not very powerful, otherwise Fan Dang would definitely be chopped off.

Even so, Fan Dang was seriously injured and was almost cut in half by the blade.

"Wow!"

There was a burst of exclamation at the scene, and everyone became a sensation.

In the arena, the two sides fought fiercely, and even ended up in a situation where they all died together, which made everyone dumbfounded and shocked.

In particular, Lu Chen, who was only half-stepped to the Immortal Realm, was able to draw with Fan Dang, who was half-step to the God-refining Realm, which was really unimaginable.

Fan Dang is a full round higher than Lu Chen, and he is quite qualified to win the championship!

But Fan Dang was beaten into such a bird by Lu Chen, how can anyone believe it?

It's hard to believe what you've seen with your own eyes.

Lu Chen, his combat strength and realm seriously do not match, simply is a super perverted freak!

On the side of the Beast Controlling Sect, many disciples of the Beast Controlling School had blue faces and pale lips, and were trembling.

These people have a good relationship with Wei Qingshan, and they were thinking about how to kill Lu Chen to take revenge after the competition.

Seeing Lu Chen's fighting power, how can he take revenge?

They're all freaking out!

"Sun An, after entering the top ten, you have a chance to meet Lu Chen, so don't be careless, and don't deal with it carefully!"

The elder of the Beast Control Sect quickly reminded Sun An that he was afraid that this idiot would capsize in the gutter.

"Elder, don't worry, if I meet Lu Chen, I will go all out and not give him any chance!"

Sun An nodded, and said, "However, I think Lu Chen has already shown his cards so far. His sword power is only so much, and he can threaten Fan Dang, but he can't threaten me."

"Fan Dang's combat power is still a little worse than mine, not to mention I have a war beast, Fan Dang can't be compared with me, and Lu Chen can't be my opponent!"

Sun An was still full of confidence and despised Lu Chen.

On Xuantian Daozong's side, all Xuantian disciples' faces turned black, including the chief core disciple who participated in the competition!

Among them, the strongest is naturally the chief core disciple, but none of them are necessarily Fan Dang's opponents.

But Lu Chen beat Fan Dang like a dog, even if he died together, but without the corresponding combat power, who will die with you?

This shows how outrageous Lu Chen's fighting power is!

If Lu Chen came to the core disciple academy, he would be the strongest one, and the current chief core disciples would all have to give way.

Before, they looked down on Lu Chen and laughed at Lu Chen, but now his face has been blackened.

Especially Elder Zhang, his face was the darkest, his body was trembling slightly, and he even felt cold.

Elder Zhang's brows were already frowned, and he was silently praying in his heart: Lu Chen must be defeated, Lu Chen must be defeated, Lu Chen is dead!

If Lu Chen didn't die and still won the battle, he would be in the top ten of the dragon and tiger rankings, so what should he do?

Accept the promise and cut it yourself?

Or break your promise and die?

It's very difficult!

So, for him, Lu Chen is dead, don't win!

The elders of Wuliangzong were very nervous. If they were not afraid of the strong people in Central Continent, they would definitely go on the stage to scoop up people.

Fan Dang's talent is very high, and he has been promoted very fast recently. He is the absolute martial arts talent of Wuliangzong, and he is about to enter the realm of refining gods!

If Fan Dang falls, it will be Wuliangzong's greatest loss!

As for the Fanatical Legion, they were also nervous, but they were still calm, unlike those of the Wuliangzong who were jumping up and down.

Mingyue's face was ashen, and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, if she hadn't been held tightly by Ruhua, she would have rushed to the ring directly.

"Let go of me, Lu Chen is dying!"

Mingyue was almost sobbing.

"Calm down, calm down, senior brother has divine water in his hands, he can't die!"

Fat Dragon next to him comforted him so.

Hearing the word "Shenshui", Mingyue suddenly remembered Lu Chen Youling Shenyuanye, and then her mood calmed down a lot, but she was still nervous.

After all, Lingshen Yuanye is not the real Shenshui, and it cannot bring the dead back to life. If it is not suspended in one breath, it will not work.

On the rostrum, Venerable Tang was not calm anymore, and with a flash of his figure, he arrived on the ring.

It's a pity that Lu Chen, a martial artist with such potential, died like this. He wants to interfere in the competition!

Tang Zun stood on the ring and took a look, only to see Fan Dang and Lu Chen separated by ten feet. Both sides were covered in blood, and the situation seemed not optimistic.

Fan Dang was on the verge of falling, desperately taking various elixir. The bleeding from the knife wound had stopped, but the knife edge was still open. The injury was serious and would not heal so quickly.

But Lu Chen was even worse, with a broken sword stuck in his body, piercing through his whole body from front to back, sitting on the ground gasping for breath, holding a crystal bottle tremblingly in one hand, pouring a drop into his mouth, looking like he was about to fall apart fart.

"You guys are pretty equal in combat strength, and you're all about to die together. As long as you admit to a tie, I can give you a chance to fight another contestant."

Venerable Tang said solemnly.

"I'm OK!"

Fan Dang immediately agreed, and he couldn't do it if he didn't agree. He was stabbed twice, one knife was heavier than the other, and he had no fighting strength.

Lu Chen's situation was worse than his, but he hadn't died, he hadn't conceded defeat, and he couldn't win either!

More importantly, if Venerable Tang showed up in person, everyone would have to give Venerable Tang face.

Venerable Tang is a strong man sent by Central Continent with a very high status. Even the suzerains of the various sects in the Eastern Wasteland should respect Venerable Tang a little.

No matter what thoughts Venerable Tang had in interfering in the game, Fan Dang obeyed Venerable Tang.

Venerable Tang breathed a sigh of relief. Even Fan Dang, who had a slight upper hand, agreed to a draw. How could the dying Lu Chen not agree?

"I object!"

A voice resounded all over the field, shocking the audience.

After taking a handful of elixir, Lu Chen slowly got up from the ground, reached out and pulled out the broken sword in his chest, and threw it thousands of miles away.

"You are about to die. Venerable Tang gave you a chance to draw. That is your luck. Why do you object?"

Fan Dang said disdainfully.

"That dog eye of yours saw me dying?"