Chen Yuan's fair skin formed a sharp contrast with Nangong Yan. The two instantly attracted many gazes on the court. Qin Haotian in the distance looked at Chen Yuan who was energetic on the square, and his face was as gloomy as if water was dripping from it.

There are more than a hundred hidden sects stationed around the venue, and the strengths are uneven. Some small sects just come to see this grand event. If you can make a slight breakthrough in the large cave and blessed land of Tianshan, you will be very satisfied.

Tianshan didn't care about these small forces at all. The more people, the better. Isn't martial arts practice just stepping on others to step on top of the martial arts?

There is a bulletin board next to the square, which reads the specific rules of the conference. Chen Yuan frowned as he looked at the content on it.

The first rule is that no more than ten participants can be added, and the Tianshan side can gather just ten people, and their cultivation is above the B-level Martial Master.

If this rule is not biased towards Tianshan, I am afraid no one present would believe it.

Now Chen Yuan, except for the Yanhuangwu Palace, everyone else is in Penglai except Chen Yuan and Bai Jie, and Bai Jie is carrying out the tasks assigned by Chen Yuan. It seems that only Chen Yuan is alone and fights.

Tianshan's seemingly simple move immediately pushed Chen Yuan to an unfavorable point.

The second rule: Those who fall off the ring or take the initiative to admit defeat are considered as failure

The third rule is that four games a day are subject to a point system. Each game won is one point, and the loser will not be given a point. The person with the highest score will be awarded the title of "Dao Zong".

Many people stared at the last two words with their eyes fixed on them. This "Dao Sect" is not just a title, but the meaning rich in it is self-evident.

If you get this title, you will have absolute voice in China, and at least in the hidden sects. No force is unmoved by this.

Next is the lottery session. Just as Chen Yuan was about to go to the lottery, a familiar figure appeared in front of Chen Yuan. It was Ji Yi, a genius disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect who had been defeated by Chen Yuan before.

Ji Yi saw Chen Yuan's figure and walked up to say hello to Chen Yuan.

"Brother Chen Yuan, you've been doing well recently!"

"Haha! I'm doing well, Brother Ji Yi, are you fine?" Chen Yuan said to Ji Yi with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the first acquaintance I saw here was Ji Yi. Chen Yuan and Ji Yi could be regarded as mutual appreciation. Ji Yi is not pampered or impatient, and is a rare genius. He also gave Chen Yuan the mustard seed and Sumeru gourd. The slightest gap between the two disappeared after that day without a trace.

"I'm doing well, Brother Chen Yuan is very famous recently?"

"Where is it? It's just that some sinister villains kept stabbing me in the back, forcing me to take action."

The hidden sects around him frowned when they heard Chen Yuan's words, and their eyes were staring at Chen Yuan with all their eyes. Among them, there were many familiar faces of Chen Yuan. Ji Yi also smiled awkwardly and relieved the atmosphere.

Chen Yuan's actions during this period were obviously against various sects, which made many forces feel dissatisfied with Chen Yuan, but due to his strength, he dared not say anything, so he could only hold a grudge in his heart.

"He is Chen Yuan? I heard that he is very strong, and no one under Wu Zun is his opponent!"

People around him looked at the handsome figure and talked a lot.

Just as Chen Yuan wanted to go to draw lots with Ji Yi, a huge figure jumped out on the sidelines instantly, blocking Chen Yuan's way out.

Chen Yuanfu

He started to look at the figure in front of him. The man looked about forty years old, with his eyebrows and sword eyes, his black hair tied behind his head, and there was a deep scar on his left face. It looked hideous and terrifying. He held a big knife tightly in his hand, which showed a bit of a heroic momentum.

"It turned out to be Yin Zhentian, who is known as the dominant sword!!!"

A middle-aged man outside the field looked at the figure in a daze and said.

"What? Yin Zhentian?"

"Didn't he die ten years ago?"

The originally quiet field became restless because of Yin Zhentian's intrusion.

"So he is not dead! I heard that he had just broken through the Martial Master realm not long ago and officially entered the Martial Emperor realm."

Yin Zhentian looked at the big knife in Chen Yuan's hand and clattered on the ground, and said to Chen Yuan: "You are Chen Yuan? A little martial master is so rampant?"

Chen Yuan frowned slightly. He had no grudges with Yin Zhentian. This guy made such harsh words as soon as he came up. Just as Chen Yuan was about to speak, Ji Yi said, "This Yin Zhentian is the senior brother of the Kuangdao Sect. He also has a younger brother named Yin Zhennan."

After hearing Ji Yi's words, Chen Yuan instantly recalled that he had severely injured Yin Zhennan in a blessed land in the southern suburbs of Yanjing. It seemed that this guy was here to seek revenge.

"I am Chen Yuan! What do you want?"

"Hahaha!!! What do I want? You injured my Kuangdao Gate, and you still want to leave this place alive?"

Yin Zhentian laughed wildly. After his smile, his eyes stared at Chen Yuan like a hungry wolf, and his cold murderous intent filled Yin Zhentian's face.

Everyone on the sidelines looked at Chen Yuan, and a feeling of sympathy appeared on their faces.

Yin Zhentian was already famous ten years ago. With a big sword, he killed more than a dozen martial master disciples with the entry level of the Martial Master. He was cruel and ruthless. Moreover, he has now broken through to the Martial Emperor realm. His strength is unimaginable.

Most people dare not provoke Yin Zhentian, but they did not expect Chen Yuan to hit the gun himself.

Many Chen Yuan's past enemies were already smiling at the situation on the court, haha! You can challenge more than you can? Sorry. Yin Zhentian can do it too.

"It seems that Chen Yuan must be here today?"

"Hey! Who are you going to provoke Yin Zhentian!"

Chen Yuan listened to the discussion of everyone on the sidelines, ignored it at all, looked at Yin Zhentian and said slowly: "Are you provoking me?"

Yin Zhentian was stunned. He didn't expect that Chen Yuan would dare to be so stubborn when he was about to die. His murderous intent instantly rushed out of his feet, covering everyone on the field.

"court death!!!"

The figures on the field felt such a strong killing aura and shivered, as if they fell into a cold kiln.

The big sword wrapped in the huge wind and rushed to Chen Yuan in an instant. Yin Zhentian covered the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed it at Chen Yuan's head with one knife.

If this was the top martial arts master, he would probably be split in half in an instant. In the face of such a fierce attack, Chen Yuan's figure was as small as an ant.

Chen Yuan sneered, and his body disappeared from the spot in an instant. When he appeared again, he was already above the void. The figure below was getting smaller and smaller in Chen Yuan's sight.

Yin Zhentian's face became more gloomy when he saw the figure in the sky. Looking at the figure in the sky, the spiritual energy rushes out from all over his body, and all blessings on the big sword in his hand

The extremely powerful fluctuations put everyone on the sidelines' heads

The hair was so messy that everyone couldn't help but retreat, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.

Yin Zhentian put all his strength into the ground and instantly rose up. A flashing body rushed towards Chen Yuan in the sky. Chen Yuan's eyes were closed. At this moment, everything in the world was silent, and a Taoist intention arose leisurely, wrapping Chen Yuan's body,

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into Chen Yuan's body crazily. Yin Zhentian below looked at Chen Yuan in the sky, as if he was looking at a dead person, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Before the person arrived in front of Chen Yuan, the big sword in his hand suddenly waved it towards Chen Yuan who was rising above the sky. Luo Yunbu, a sword-shaped star in the sky, completely wrapped around the void where Chen Yuan was.

Many people looked at Chen Yuan and sighed slowly, "Oh! Another genius in China has fallen!"

The sword shadows from all directions instantly shattered the void, and a huge light ball in the sky made a deafening sound. Chen Yuan, who felt the pain in his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were as bright as a galaxy.

Yin Zhentian looked at the void that seemed to be burning with flames and laughed to the sky.

"Hahahaha! Chen Yuan, go with peace of mind!"

Just when everyone thought Chen Yuan was finished, a figure suddenly broke out from under the light ball. Although his clothes were torn apart by the turbulent flow, his body was intact. It was Chen Yuan.

Yin Zhentian's face changed instantly.

"How is that possible!"

"My Fierce Sword Technique has been cultivated to the top. How could you, a little martial master, stand it!"

Yin Zhentian was panicked. At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance he had just now. His sword, which had tried all his strength, did not hurt Chen Yuan's body at all, and a sense of frustration arose.

Yin Zhentian's cultivation level has reached Emperor Wu, and the power of that sword is enough to have the power to open the mountain. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid that he would have turned into a corpse long ago.

"The sword technique is good, but is it mental and mental? It's still a bad time to ignite the fire!"

When Yin Zhentian heard Chen Yuan's words, he instantly gritted his teeth. Chen Yuan's words seemed to have a steel nail pierced into his heart. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

Chen Yuan's left and right hands began to slowly move, looking at Chen Yuan's figure, everyone below the square widened their eyes. A shocking momentum came from the sky.

"Everything in the forest will eventually become destructive, and only the vacuum will never die!"

"The third form of the Tathagata's magic palm, the Buddha moves mountains and rivers!"

In an instant, the terrifying pressure made the figure below breathless. Some people with relatively low cultivation had already bleeding from their mouths and noses. The breath of death enveloped everyone below.

Yin Zhentian felt the strongest. A dazzling golden light lit up in the void. The earth-shaking palm print instantly descended from the sky. In the shocking eyes of hundreds of people, a figure fell from the sky.

"boom!"

The dust was flying, and the ground that was dozens of meters long collapsed instantly. Yin Zhentian was directly bombarded under the ground by Chen Yuan. The dust dissipated, and Yin Zhentian lay in the big pit like a dead pig. Only a breath was left.

After a while, Yin Zhentian, who was like a bloody man, looked at Chen Yuan with his eyes slightly open.

"you……"

Chen Yuan looked at Yin Zhentian, who was half dead and smiled and said to him: "That's it?"

"puff!"

At this time, Yin Zhentian could no longer bear it. His blood flowed upwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and he fell to the ground and remained motionless. Yin Zhentian was killed by Chen Yuan.
Chapter completed!