In an instant, everyone's eyes were filled with shock as they sensed the power of the sword.
"Wang Chen is done for!"
"Tsk tsk tsk … even a mid-level Royal Realm Martial Artist would not dare to block this attack!"
"Twenty years old, he's so strong!"
"If he were in Beijiang, he would definitely be in the top five of the Tiger Leaderboard!"
"I don't think he'll be in the top three!"
"The Vientiane Body. Hmm, that's right. The Vientiane Body is not to be underestimated!"
"He's only twenty years old. In another ten years, who among the younger generation of Beijiang will be able to match up to him?"
"This is just one of the talents of the Wan Jia Sect. How many powerful cultivators are there in the Central Mainland?"
"Wang Chen, what a pity!"
In an instant, all the spectators outside the arena were astounded when they saw this sword! In their eyes, Wang Chen had no way of blocking this attack.
"Brat …" Being trapped by the Wan Family Sect's cultivators, the First Elder and the Second Elder shouted anxiously when they saw this scene.
"Can he … block it?" In the crowd, Han Yuxuan covered her mouth. Her face was full of fear and worry.
Can he block it? If he can't, he'll die!
Thinking of this, Han Yuxuan was about to rush out when Prince Lu pulled her back. "It's too late!"
At this moment, there was still a sect martial artist blocking in front of them. They didn't have the ability to pass through the sect martial artist's obstruction.
Even if there were no Sect Martial Artists to stop them, rushing over here would be like water from afar, unable to put out a nearby fire. It would be difficult to save Wang Chen.
"Kid!" On the high platform, Dongfang Niu Hao's expression changed as he rushed forward to save Wang Chen.
"Hmph, where do you think you're going?" Just as Dongfang Niu Hao rushed forward, the third Sect Martial Artist from Wan Jia stepped forward and blocked Dongfang Niu Hao's path.
Boom …
With a single palm strike, waves surged into the sky, shaking the entire training grounds. Dongfang Niu Hao and the man each took a dozen steps back.
The two of them were equally matched.
At that moment, Dongfang Niu Hao was also trapped.
"Wan Jia, many experts have come this time!" On the high platform, the Immortal Feather Patriarch looked grave.
This time, among the dozen or so people from Wan Jia who came to the Northern Borderline, seven had already shown their strength! Three sects and four emperors. Such a lineup was enough to sweep through the northern border.
Looking at Wang Chen, the Fairy Feather Ancestor frowned. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he felt the aura locking onto him.
His expression turned cold in an instant!
From the beginning until now, he had been fighting with that aura. The owner of this aura was none other than the old man Wan Jia, the white-haired old man who had arrived on a crane.
The Patriarch of Fairy Feather knew very well that if he moved, the old man would move as well.
At the same time, all of Wan Jia's men who had followed him here would be mobilized.
Perhaps the old man wouldn't be afraid, but what about the others? Who in the Northern Borderline could resist them? At that moment, in the arena, who could resist them?
Even if the Raging Fire Clan used all their strength, they could at most resist two martial artists from the sect. The rest of them would massacre the Northern Borderline. This was what the Fairy Feather Ancestor was worried about.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
Rumble …
Howl …
The wind howled and the tiger roared. Vientiane galloped and roared. Under the force of a million catties, thunder rumbled in all directions, the earth shook, and heaven and earth moved. The majesty of the ancient giant elephants was inviolable.
Feeling the domineering aura, Wang Chen, who had already been injured in one move, had a grave look in his eyes. He revealed some despair.
A million catties of force, ancient power, the True Inner Force of an Imperial Martial Artist …
All of these forces made Wang Chen feel powerless at the moment. Such an opponent was not someone he could resist at the moment.
Perhaps, if he could enter the ranks of a Stage Nine King, Wang Chen would have the ability to resist. But now, he did not have the ability.
Looking at the hundreds of ancient giant elephants galloping toward him, Wang Chen's eyes revealed a trace of determination.
The blood in his body boiled and churned. The Divine Martial Bloodline seemed to be unwilling to be suppressed by the ancient giant elephants and was boiling.
"Overlapping Waves Palm!"
With a roar, Wang Chen charged forward with a resolute look on his face. He would not sit still and wait for death. He would not wait for death.
With this palm, Wang Chen displayed unprecedented power. The True Inner Force dragons around him surged out, integrated with the Power of 10,000 Beasts and the power of thunder and lightning, appearing even more domineering and tyrannical.
Howl howl howl …
In an instant, Wang Chen's palms were covered with thousands of True Inner Force dragons. They let out sonorous roars, and their aura shook the heavens.
With the Eight Inner Hidden Gates, the bloodline talent, and the Overlapping Waves Palm, at that moment, Wang Chen's power was actually at the level of 700,000 to 800,000 catties!
"The Power of 10,000 Beasts? Hmph, I didn't expect a native like you to have such good luck. You overestimate yourself! " Sensing the Power of 10,000 Beasts that Wang Chen exuded, Wan Long's face revealed a trace of astonishment, and then he said sinisterly!
"Boom …"
Two majestic energies intersected. The ancient giant elephants and the True Inner Force dragons intertwined in the air.
Howl howl howl …
Howl howl howl …
The sounds of the giant elephants and the roars of the divine dragons rang out incessantly.
In an instant, dust filled the sky, and terrifying tornadoes roared and wreaked havoc in all directions.
At this moment, the thunder and lightning contained in Wang Chen's True Inner Force dragons displayed a powerful effect, constantly nibbling away at and devouring the power of Vientiane.
Under such circumstances, Wang Chen was barely able to maintain a stalemate!
Finally, in the midst of biting and devouring, the two energies reached their limits.
Rumble …
Amidst the explosion, the two energies completely exploded.
The air seemed to become solid, forming a wave of energy that spread out in all directions. Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed.
The surrounding martial artists were even more shocked as they hurriedly tried to resist!
Even so, many weaker martial artists were still thrown out at this moment.
Puchi …
Fresh blood spurted out as Wang Chen's entire body flew out like a kite with its string cut, and he crashed heavily on the ground at the edge of the martial arts arena!
As for Wan Long, his figure paused for a moment, and he retreated three to four steps before stabilizing himself.
With just one move, Wang Chen still suffered a great loss.
The body of Vientiane, a Rank 2 Royal Realm martial artist was indeed heaven-defying!
"Hiss … he actually withstood it?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … this Wang Chen is indeed a fierce person, indeed a heaven-defying person!"
"Isn't that so, his strength … is indeed very strong!"
"Hmph, so what if he's strong? Will he still be able to survive this time? "
The surrounding crowd saw this scene, and saw that Wang Chen had once again withstood the attack, and there was an uproar.
Some were worried, and some were gloating.
Of course, those who were gloating belonged to those who had already retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena like stray dogs under Wan Jia's authority.
"Hmm? There's such a person in the northern borders? A Rank 5 Royal Realm martial artist, this strength … is indeed not bad! Ten Thousand Beast Qi? To think that these natives actually had the opportunity to refine the Blood Spirit Flower, the heavens really have no eyes! However, after this, he will definitely turn into dust and vanish into thin air! " Seeing that Wang Chen had once again withstood the attack, the domineering middle-aged martial artist, Wan Jia, frowned and revealed a trace of surprise as he snorted coldly.
"Wait, why do I feel a hint of bloodline power in this, it's a very familiar feeling? Bloodline power? Six Great Bloodlines? Why would it appear in a barbaric place like the northern borders? Looks like I was thinking too much! " Following that, the man seemed to have sensed something, and his face revealed a trace of shock as he muttered to himself!
However, he quickly revealed a trace of a disdainful smile and denied his own thoughts.
Even so, the way he looked at Wang Chen became even colder.
"Wan Long, kill this person in one move, don't waste any more time!" The man shouted at Wan Long.
"Die!" Hearing the man's words, a trace of coldness flashed across Wan Long's eyes. If this continued, where would he put his face, and how would he raise his status in the family in the future? Therefore, he had to kill Wang Chen in one move.
With this move, the number of ancient mammoths that had surged out had doubled. Looking at Wang Chen, Wan Long's face was filled with killing intent. "Let's see how you block this, ant-like native, die!"
"Dead, this time Wang Chen is really going to die!"
"He can't fight back at all!"
"He's already seriously injured, there's no chance or hope for him to resist."
"Isn't that right, tsk tsk tsk … this time, no one can save him!"
"It's fine if someone from the demonic sect dies, it'll save us a lot of effort!"
"That's right, the Purple Cloud Palace, Beiming Academy, and the Raging Fire Clan really have nothing better to do. Why would they help Xingchen School?"
This time, seeing that Wang Chen was definitely going to die, there was a lot of discussion outside. Everyone had a disdainful look on their faces, and their words were cold and sarcastic, vividly displaying the evil nature of human nature.
"Kid …"
Outside, the elders of Xingchen School exclaimed loudly, but it was to no avail. The sect martial artist stood in front of them like an insurmountable mountain, and they could do nothing about it.
Dongfang Niu Hao was entangled by the sect martial artist, and Elder of Immortal Feather was also restrained!
At this moment, there was really no one present who could spare the energy to help Wang Chen.
Lying on the ground, Wang Chen spat out another mouthful of blood. With the slightest movement, all his internal organs seemed to have shifted positions, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, unable to move.
Looking at the long sword slashing towards him, looking at the unstoppable ancient statue rushing towards him, Wang Chen's face revealed a look of sorrow and hatred. This was definitely the most dangerous crisis that Wang Chen had ever encountered, and it was a crisis that he was powerless to resist!
This kind of crisis had only appeared once, and that was when he met the intermediate level Royal Realm martial artist in the City of Sin! Today, he met it again! At that time, it was the shadow that appeared and saved him. What about now? Now, who could save him?
No one! Even Dongfang Niu Hao was blocked, who else in the northern borderline could save him?
"Am I really going to die?" Thinking of this, Wang Chen smiled bitterly.
Then, his eyes became sharp, and he shouted loudly, "Wan Jia, if I, Wang Chen, survive today, I will definitely make you, Wan Jia, pay it back a hundred times over in the future!"
"Hmph, brat, you are about to die, and yet you still dare to speak so arrogantly. Watch me kill you! "Wan Long stood up and stood in front of Wang Chen. Hearing Wang Chen's words, he laughed coldly.
"Die!" With a roar, the long sword slashed down, and the ancient giant elephant rushed towards Wang Chen's chest. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Wan Long's face.
Wang Chen was going to die, and no one could save him!
"Brat …"
Seeing that Wang Chen was going to die, the Great Elder and the others shouted crazily, their eyes filled with despair.
They were really desperate, and they rushed towards Wang Chen, even ignoring the attacks of the sect martial artists. They only wanted to save Wang Chen, but there was no such opportunity!
Puff, puff, puff …
Muffled sounds could be heard as two elders were sent flying. Blood splattered everywhere, and the sect martial artists were not people they could defend against.
"Is he going to die …?!" Within the crowd, Han Yuxuan covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she muttered absentmindedly.
The long sword was infinitely close to Wang Chen, and in the next second, it would pierce through Wang Chen's chest.
No one thought that Wang Chen still had a chance! In everyone's eyes, Wang Chen was already a corpse.
"Who dares to kill him!" Get out of here! "In such a situation, when everyone was sure that Wang Chen was going to die, Wang Chen suddenly shouted.
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