Fighting in the Storm Arena is extremely cruel. Generally, if the defenders can last four or five days without defeat, they are already very powerful. Generally, they will just see each other and choose to leave.

If you continue to forcibly stay in the ring, the high-intensity battles every day are enough to wear you down. In the end, if you are ruthlessly killed by the challenger, all the accumulated rewards for the ring will be used as wedding dresses for others. Lost, the end is extremely miserable.

"Is it me... Han Yan?"

Ye Chen's heart was shaken, he didn't expect that the champion of Storm Arena was actually Han Yan, and he had been in the ring for a month.

Han Yan likes to fight, he is born with sword and martial arts, this storm arena is indeed a blissful stage for him.

"Who is the undefeated king Su Yang?"

Ye Chen asked.

Han Yan successfully defended the ring for a month, and when he met challengers, he killed them all with a single blow, which is already very powerful.

But from what Xue Lianmo said, it seems that there are even more powerful masters.

Its name is, the undefeated king, Su Yang!

Xue Lianmo stared at a channel in the Storm Arena: "Let's talk later, Han Jianmo has come out."

The moment her voice fell, Ye Chen also felt a biting cold.

This coldness is not the coldness of temperature, but the coldness of murderous intent, which can penetrate to the bone marrow of a person and make people shudder.

The entire huge storm arena was shrouded in this cold murderous aura, and the noisy audience just now became quiet all of a sudden.

All eyes were on the passageway of the Storm Arena, and they saw a young man, naked to the waist, holding a shiny iron sword at a slant, walking out slowly.

He was tall and muscular, exuding a tough aura, as mighty as a wild beast. His face is carved with deep edges and corners, with a high bridge of nose and deep eyes, looking like a goshawk from a distance. The naked upper body, the skin seems to have melted into iron and steel, showing ferocious strength.

It was Han Yan!

After many days, Ye Chen saw Han Yan again, and couldn't help being shocked.

In the past, Han Yan always looked carefree, free and unrestrained, flying and lively.

But the current him has a terrifyingly deep breath, and his eyes are full of murderous aura as sharp as a falcon, without any emotion at all.

Zhao Changzheng, the strong man with a giant hammer, saw Han Yan coming out and felt Han Yan's sharp breath. His body also stiffened for a moment, as if he had sensed a dangerous beast, his muscles tensed up, and then he laughed and said:

"Are you the Sword Demon Han?"

"Sure enough, sure enough, the breath is sharp, not a mortal."

"However, that's all for now, your fate will be ended by me today!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Changzheng swung the sledgehammer with fierce momentum, and slammed it towards Han Yan wildly.

Looking at the berserk power of the giant hammer, he wanted to smash Han Yan into meat paste with one hammer.

However, an incredible scene appeared.

A bright light flashed by, and Zhao Changzheng's running body froze all of a sudden, his eyes showed fear, doubt, and disbelief, completely frozen.

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His head slid down without a sound, and finally fell to the ground with a plop.

His headless corpse, after being stiff for a few seconds, also fell to the ground slowly, blood gushing out like a spring.

And Han Yan, who did not know when, had disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Zhao Changzheng, maintaining the movement of holding the sword.

His sword was not stained with any blood.

But everyone knew that it was Han Yan who killed Zhao Changzheng with a single strike.

His sword was so fast, it almost cut off Zhao Changzheng's head without even a little blood on it, and it was so fast that Zhao Changzheng cut off all the lifelines before his head slipped off.

The terrifying speed and momentum of the sword actually has the appearance of a heavenly emperor.

But Han Yan is still far from the realm of the emperor of heaven, but he has such a sharp sword.

Ye Chen was in a daze when he witnessed this scene, and thought: "Han Yan's sword demon tradition in his previous life has merged with him. His sword has the power of the sword demon in his previous life. I really don't know if it is a blessing or a disaster."

Ye Chen was naturally happy for Han Yan who became powerful, but he was afraid that he would lose his mind and become a killing machine if he could not control the power of the sword demon.

The audience, after a moment of silence, erupted into earth-shattering shouts and applause. Everyone shouted Han Yan's name. Countless gems and source jade were thrown into the arena, but Han Yan didn't even look at it. , after killing Zhao Changzheng with a single sword, he turned around and went back.

When he was about to enter the passage, he seemed to sense something again, and suddenly looked back, looking at Ye Chen who was sitting in the auditorium.

Seeing Ye Chen's masked face, Han Yan's stern eyes showed a huge emotional fluctuation, but in a short moment, the fluctuation disappeared again, he slowly lowered his head, turned and left.

"Congratulations, Young Master Han Yan, continue to defend the title!"

"Everyone, today's storm duel is over, and everyone is welcome tomorrow!"

The referee announced the result loudly, and the audience burst into applause. The audience was still immersed in the invincible demeanor of Han Yan's sword just now, and they were reluctant to leave for a long time.

Ye Chen was also full of thoughts and remained silent.

Xue Lianmo looked at Ye Chen, smiled and said, "Young Master Ye, are you afraid?"

Ye Chen said: "What?"

Xue Lianmo said: "Her Majesty the Queen will come to watch the battle tomorrow, if you want to attract her attention, you can only get her reception unless you can defeat Han Jianmo and become the new champion."