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Chapter 1061 Martial Saints walking everywhere?

Wow!

The gorgeous light, with Yang Chen's slight touch, disappeared completely in an instant. Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief.

No one could figure out how the surging energy just now disappeared in such a good way?

"The art of space?"

The person in charge on the arena was shocked, his cloudy eyes also showed a bright light, and his face full of gullies was full of shock.

Can the art of space be used so skillfully? Others can't see it, can't he still see it? There is no one else who can use the technique of space in the blink of an eye, and use it proficiently, except for the powerhouses of the Emperor Realm!

"How could this be?" Daoist Fenghuang was taken aback for a moment, his body fell from the air, and he looked at the scene in front of him with astonishment.

Sect Master Lu was also stunned.

It's fine if the energy is absorbed. After all, there are some exercises that can absorb human energy, but his judge pens are all made of solid metal. Why have you never heard of someone who can absorb even metal?

"Is it the art of space?" The owner of Tianyi Valley was slightly taken aback, and immediately saw the clues.

However.

Before they had time to delve into it, Yang Chen in the center just raised his foot and stepped towards the ground suddenly. With the sound of "Peng", countless energies surged out, sweeping like sea water.

Under these energies, Master Fenghuang and others were immediately sent flying, and their bodies flew upside down for more than ten meters before stopping in embarrassment. A few more people rolled under the ring in embarrassment, with blood overflowing from their noses and mouths, looking extremely embarrassing.

"You lose."

Yang Chen was expressionless, and lightly flicked his sleeves. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even lift his feet. The whole process was extremely easy.

However, after hearing Yang Chen's words, Master Fenghuang and the others did not show much resentment or resentment in their eyes. On the contrary, there is more gratitude in their eyes at this moment.

they know.

If Yang Chen tried his best, he would definitely be able to kill them without any effort, but he didn't do so, which showed that Yang Chen was still showing mercy to them.

If not, they will surely die!

"Thank you senior for not killing me!" Master Fenghuang and the others hurriedly got up from the ground, cupped their fists at Yang Chen, and said respectfully.

Yang Chen nodded.

Not a word.

Seeing this scene, the old man in charge also nodded, and then said loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. Yang Chen for successfully fighting, and you have won a total of six qualification tokens!"

After saying this, the old man opened the locked box, took out six qualification tokens, and carefully handed them to Yang Chen.

"Very good!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao also showed joy on her face, and said to the Taifu beside her: "Now the qualification token in our hands plus Yang Chen's, there are a total of eight yuan. As soon as we come, we can all enter the auction house!"

"Yeah yeah."

Hearing this, Tai Tuo nodded with a smile, his eyes showing excitement.

...

After defeating this group of people, Yang Chen also stood on the ring and became the new ring defender. If someone challenges him, Yang Chen must accept that person's challenge.

But obviously.

After what happened just now, as long as they have no problem with their brains, or those who are extremely confident in their own strength, they will not choose to challenge Yang Chen anymore.

After all, this guy killed five people and killed one at a time.

Who would want to provoke such a ruthless person?

So from the beginning to the end, Yang Chen stood on the ring, quietly watching other people's games.

During this period, some people were kicked off the ring, while others stood on the ring, and the qualification tokens kept changing hands. Blood was scattered all over the arena, and the soaring stench made people almost nauseous.

Yang Chen saw that someone had a sword pierced through his throat, and died tragically on the ground without even moaning. He also saw someone whose arms had been chopped off by the blade, lying on the ground crying in pain, blood staining the entire arena red.

Maybe this looks shocking to other people, but in Yang Chen's eyes, it is so ordinary. The world of warriors is full of thorns. If you want to progress, you must step on other people's corpses. In the world of warriors, killing is the most common thing.

And as the competition became more and more intense.

The burning incense also gradually bottomed out.

Finally, when the incense was burning to the end, the old man in charge picked up a mallet from the table without saying a word, and hit the gong and drum next to him hard.

when!

A loud sound suddenly resounded throughout the arena. When they heard the drumbeat, everyone stopped, and then looked at the old man on the arena in unison.

"The time has come, when the stick of incense is burned out, the group arena is over!" the old man said in a deep voice.

"it's over?"

Hearing these words, there was a burst of dissatisfied voices in the arena: "It's over so soon? I'm only close to defeating him to get the qualification token!"

I saw that he was holding a bloody man in his hand, his whole body was riddled with holes, and he looked extremely miserable. And it was indeed as he said, as long as it takes a while, this man will die.

"Rules are rules. The game is over. Even if you kill him later, you won't get the qualification token." The old man glanced at him and said calmly.

"What's the reason? He will be defeated by me after a while, so why don't you give me the token?" Hearing this, the man turned red with anger, stood up directly from the ground, and turned towards the old man. walked over.

"Immortal, give me the token!"

"Get out!" The old man scolded, raised his hand, and waved at the man.

Peng!

Under the majestic air waves, the man was directly blasted into pieces, his body turned into pieces of meat, big and small, and fell to the ground with a patter.

"Looking for death." The old man snorted coldly, without even looking at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, the aura emanating from his body suddenly reached the first level of the Martial Saint Realm.

"Wu Sheng?"

Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and his eyes suddenly became curious.

What happened to this endless island?

He still remembered that when he came here more than ten years ago, not to mention the Martial Saint Realm, even the Martial Emperor was rare.

How come after more than ten years, Wu Sheng has left everywhere?

What happened in between?

Thinking of this, Yang Chen subconsciously raised his hand and carefully felt the surrounding air. The next moment, his eyes showed surprise, and he couldn't help being surprised.

"This is... so thick energy!"

"And someone is instilling spiritual power into the endless island?"