Chaotic Sword God

Suddenly, a bright red mark appeared on Wen Cheng's face.

But Jian Chen still didn't feel relieved, he ignored Wen Cheng's eyes that seemed to eat people, and slapped Wen Cheng on the other side of the face.

The next scene stunned everyone around the ring. Jian Chen deliberately wanted to humiliate Wen Cheng. He slapped Wen Cheng with a slap to the left, and then slapped Wen Cheng with more than a dozen slaps. His face was flushed red and swollen high.

In the end, Jian Chen's palm was covered with a layer of milky white light, and with one heavy hand, Wen Cheng was sent flying, and fell directly under the ring.

The matter has come to this point, the battle between the one-color Yuandan and the three-color Yuandan has been divided, but this result is beyond everyone's expectations, and the audience is silent.

"Changyang, you are very good, I remember you." After a while, Gong Gongxin first broke the calm, he said something to Jian Chen expressionlessly, then turned and left.

"Oh my god, did I read it wrong? It's not true. It's absolutely not true. The Holy Master of Light who cultivated three-color Yuandan was actually defeated by the Saint Master of Light with one-color Yuandan... "

"It's unbelievable, I can't believe it's real..."

"This Changyang is going against the sky..."

Until then, there was a loud exclamation in the square, and many holy masters of light were either emotional, or exclaimed with a look of shock on their faces.

All eyes focused on Jian Chen who was standing in the center of the arena, his white robe was stained with blood, showing admiration.

"Junior Brother won, Junior Brother won, Junior Brother actually defeated Wen Cheng..." Bai Yu, who was also standing under the ring, was stunned, she really couldn't accept all this, It's hard to believe this scene is real.

Jian Chen stood on the ring, he covered the wound on his chest with one hand, although his blood of chaos had leaked out, but the powerful power contained in the blood of chaos had already been hidden by him, making this chaos The blood becomes no different from ordinary blood.

He glanced at the group of light saints who were screaming around the square, with a calm expression.

"Changyang!" At this time, the master of Wangtian Peak spoke, his tone was very flat, but it spread throughout the square, suppressing the exclamation of many Guangming Saint Masters.

Suddenly, the originally noisy square became quiet in an instant.

"Changyang has seen the peak master!" Jian Chen, standing on the ring, clasped his fists at the peak master of Wangtian Peak at the right time. Although the robe on his body was no longer neat, the blood-stained color did not destroy his temperament. , but added a bit of strange style.

"Changyang, you are the most powerful Guangming Saint Master among all the one-color Yuandans I have ever seen. You have defeated the three-color Yuandan's Guangming Saint Master with one-color Yuandan. I was extremely shocked." Wangtian Peak said with a smile, then flipped his hand, took out a purple lotus seed the size of a thumb from the interspatial ring, and said to Jian Chen: "This thousand-leaf purple lotus is very good for the five-color element." For the jihad celestial masters below Dan, it has huge benefits, which can greatly improve their strength. Now, I will give you this thousand-leaf purple lotus as a reward for you. I hope you will understand the law of jihad as soon as possible. Become a jihadist."

While speaking, the Qianye Zilian in the hands of the master of Wangtian Peak was also wrapped in a group of bright holy power, and slowly flew to Jian Chen.

"Thank you, Peak Master!" Jian Chen was not pretentious, and after cupping his hands to express his thanks, he accepted the Qianye Zilian under the envious eyes of many bright saints.

Next, the master of Wangtian Peak left here after saying some polite words.

"Changyang, I don't know if you are willing to exchange the Qianye Zilian in your hand. Of course, I will definitely not let you suffer." At this time, the nine-star genius Xin Bing came to Jian Chen, and he said with a gentle smile on his face.

Jian Chen sized up the Thousand-leaf Purple Lotus in his hand. Although the grade of this Thousand-leaf Purple Lotus was not high, it was still of great use to the Holy Master Guangming, so he meanderingly rejected Xin Bing's exchange proposal immediately.

"This Qianye Zilian is not very useful to Changyang Junior Brother. If Changyang Junior Brother is willing to exchange it with me, I am willing to give Qianye Zilian ten times the value of heaven and earth treasures. Changyang Junior Brother, you should think about it carefully, when you think about it." Come find me when you're done." After speaking, Xin Bing left here.

"Bailong, the video of the battle between Changyang and Wencheng should be completely recorded." On the top of Wangtian Peak, the peak master of Wangtian Peak stood in the white as jade palace and said to a black-clothed deacon behind him.

"It's been recorded. All the battle images that happened in each arena have been completely recorded." Bai Long said respectfully.

"Okay, you send the video of this battle to the temple and let the elders take a look. This Changyang is also an extremely extraordinary talent, and our Guangming Temple should vigorously cultivate it, but this matter needs further investigation. Those elders make a decision." Wang Tianfeng said.

"Yes, Peak Master!"

Looking at Tianfeng Square, Jian Chen had already stepped off the arena. Wherever he passed, the bright saints who gathered around the arena all consciously gave way.

"Junior Junior Sister, let's go back." Jian Chen went straight to Bai Yu and said to Bai Yu.

"Oh!" At this moment, Bai Yu's spirit was still in a trance state, she glanced at Wen Cheng who was lying on the ground and passed out, and followed behind Jian Chen with a blank expression.

At the same time, Bailong, the black-clothed deacon, also left Wangtian Peak with the spar that recorded the battle images, and flew up to the temple standing above the clouds.

"Stop coming!"

The guards in the temple were extremely dense. As soon as Bailong stepped onto the temple, he was stopped by two middle-aged men in purple robes.

Bailong knew that these people in purple robes were the guards guarding the temple. No matter their status, status or strength, they were much higher than these black-clothed deacons. He immediately bowed slightly and said, "I am looking down at Tianfeng Peak." Deacon, by order of the Peak Lord, give this item to the respected elders!"

"Leave it to us, you go down!" A purple-robed guard said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Bailong showed hesitation, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally handed over the spar in his hand to a purple-robed guard, and then left the temple.

And these two purple-robed guards, holding the spar that recorded the image of Jian Chen fighting in the arena, walked straight towards the temple.

"Stop, both of you." At this moment, a soft shout came from the side, and Zheng Gongxin walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Gong Gongxin, the two purple-robed guards clasped their fists together and saluted. In the Temple of Light, Gong Gongxin is not only a nine-star genius, but also the elder's disciple. His status is so high that these guards cannot compare.

"What did the deacon give you just now?" Gong Zhengxin asked arrogantly with his head held high.

"It's a spar, let's hand it over to the elder." A purple-robed guard replied.

Hearing this, Gong Gongxin's eyes flashed coldly, and he said: "My teacher is one of the elders of the temple. I just want to go to see the teacher. Give me that spar, and I will take it there for you."

The two purple-robed guards looked at each other. Facing Gong Gongxin, who was very likely to become the Holy Son, they did not dare to disobey, so they obediently handed over the spar to Gong Gongxin.

Gong Gongxin took the spar and left, then stopped in a remote place, looked at the spar in his hand that recorded the image of Jian Chen's battle, with a sneer on his face, he grasped the spar immediately, Knead into a powder.

PS: This is the third chapter, and there is a fourth chapter, but the fourth chapter is very late, please don't wait at night, brothers.