Tyrant Dragon Emperor

"Ma Zhou, stop there, I want to challenge you, get out on stage!"

The words rang out like thunder, and the disciples on Jianjian Peak were in an uproar again!

"Shameless!"

"insidious!"

"Tanhu is too rampant!"

"He's obviously embarrassing Chu Xuelan, he's going against Elder Qiu!"

"No way, who let Ye Tianjiao be behind him, and he himself has extraordinary aptitude?"

Although everyone was outraged, there was nothing they could do.

Tan Hu not only has Ye Tianjiao as the background, but also himself is about to be squeezed into the ranks of Tianjiao. He has great potential, and his future achievements and status may be higher than that of Elder Qiu. Naturally, he will not be afraid of the difficulties in front of him.

"It's over!"

Ma Zhou trembled, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Chu Xuelan, Yao Xue and Wen Jing also had extremely ugly faces.

Hiding back and forth, after all, he still didn't escape this scene.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming!"

Chu Xuelan gritted her teeth, and walked to the sword-testing platform with courage again.

Qiu De frowned, already feeling powerless.

At his level, the elder's token privilege cannot be used repeatedly, and this time he has been unable to prevent the two sides from fighting.

"Tanhu, I'm still going to fight this one!"

Chu Xuelan walked towards the sword-testing platform, her face still pale and bloodless, and her aura became more and more disordered after repeated back and forth.

"Chu Xuelan, you know your own situation best. If you fight another round, you will definitely lose your foundation, and even be abolished. Are you... ready?"

Tan Hu had a sneer on his face, and his eyes were sinister and ferocious.

This was exactly the result he wanted. It didn't matter who the opponent was, as long as it was Chu Xuelan and the others, they could vent their anger.

"Stop crying cats and pretending to be merciful here, isn't this exactly the result you want?"

Chu Xuelan responded coldly, her breath becoming more and more turbulent.

Of course, Tan Hu wasn't caring about her, but was intentionally disturbing her mind, causing her to be chaotic before fighting, and her injuries would be compounded.

But in order to carry this battle for Mazhou, even if she is injured, she must be injured on the sword trial stage, and she must not stop before she goes on stage.

Chu Xuelan forcibly mobilized her blood and spiritual power to suppress the injuries in her body, hoping that the part of the medicine that had just been refined would give her some support.

However, this reluctance exacerbated her injury. Just as her right foot stepped onto the first step, a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out.

Pfft... wow!

Chu Xuelan's tender body trembled violently, and she almost fell down. This scene made many fellow students who cared about her and admired her extremely worried.

"Senior Sister Chu!"

"This battle must never be carried on again!"

Yao Xue and Wen Jing were sweating profusely, not knowing what to do.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Ma Zhou turned his heart and jumped directly onto the sword-testing platform.

"Tanhu, I'll do this one myself!"

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar, everyone was shocked by his courage!

Ma Zhou, who was on the second floor of the Samsara Realm, had to face Tan Hu, who was on the seventh floor of the Samsara Realm.

With such pressure, just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle and one's heart shudder.

As long as Tanhu is willing, he can even easily explode his body, leaving his bones gone!

"Mazhou... poof!"

Chu Xuelan was furious, but she wanted to stop her, but she spat out a mouthful of blood again, almost passed out, and was completely powerless to fight again.

Yao Xue and Wen Jing supported her tightly, their faces turned extremely ugly.

"Uncle Qiu!" Chu Xuelan cast a look of help to Qiu De, who shook his head and sighed bitterly, there was nothing he could do.

This battle does not violate the sect's rules, it is already inevitable.

There was a lot of noise in Jianfeng Square, and everyone felt anxious, as if they had seen the scene of Mazhou vomiting blood and wailing, and losing miserably!

The only suspense is to talk about the severity of Hu's attack.

Will he abolish or even kill Mazhou directly, or will he keep the bottom line?

The noise gradually receded, and the entire square was completely silent!

"Mazhou, as long as you kowtow to me three times, I can consider accepting your surrender!"

Tan Hu looked at Ma Zhou with condescending eyes, his face full of contempt.

"Fart! I, Mazhou, would rather lose miserably than kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Ma Zhou's face was determined, and he shouted angrily.

Admitting defeat might save a serious injury and eliminate a huge risk, but he couldn't do it.

Chu Xuelan has fought for them many times and warded off disasters for them. If he knelt down to his enemies and begged for mercy, it would be an insult and betrayal to his companions.

This time, he has no way out!

"Hahahaha! Fist and feet have no eyes, if there is a mistake, don't blame me for hitting too hard!"

Tan Hu's face flashed ferociously, and the breath in his body soared crazily!

Rumble!

The violent roar resounded through the Jianjian Peak, and the majestic and terrifying spiritual power surged up, like blue dragons roaring and running outside him!

Hiss hiss!

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar, and Chu Xuelan and the others gasped!

With such a majestic and terrifying momentum, once he makes a move, it will be the power of thunder. Mazhou, whose cultivation base is only the second level of the reincarnation realm, may lose his life!

"Mazhou, admit defeat!"

"What are you still doing?"

Yao Xue and Wen Jing held back the remorse and grievance in their hearts, gritted their teeth and screamed.

Even if it would be very humiliating to do so, they have no other way. Although face is important, life is even more precious.

They can't just watch Mazhou die.

"Mazhou..."

Chu Xuelan was so angry and bloody, she wished she could forcefully rush to the sword-testing platform, but she really didn't have the strength to make a move.

"Hahahaha! Go!"

Tan Hu had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, a distorted pleasure surged in his heart, he shouted violently and clapped his palms wildly.

Rumble!

The violent roar resounded through the void, and the whole square was shocked!

Even with just one finger, he was enough to crush Ma Zhou, but now he clapped his palms together, making it clear that he wanted to kill his opponent.

"Mazhou!"

"It's over!"

"Stop!"

Chu Xuelan, Yao Xue, and Wen Jing wept blood and screamed in pain.

Tan Hu's shot was extremely resolute, and two palm prints with dazzling blue light rose into the air and slapped wildly towards Mazhou.

Before landing, the terrifying coercion has already pressed Ma Zhou firmly on the surface of the sword-testing platform, making it impossible for him to retreat and avoid!

A tragic scene was about to appear, at this moment, Qiu De shouted angrily, and shot suddenly!

"enough!"

Boom!

With a wave of Qiu De's right hand, Tan Hu's palm prints were forcibly scattered, and he stood in front of Ma Zhou in a flash.

"Elder Qiu! What are you doing?" Tan Hu gritted his teeth and shouted, his face twisted and hideous.

"This challenge does not violate the sect's rules, why do you intervene?"

Tan Hu's roar shook the void, but many onlookers felt relieved and let out a sullen breath.

In any case, Mazhou was finally spared a catastrophe.

But Tan Hu's questioning cannot be avoided. Qiu De forcibly interrupted the competition between the disciples, and there has never been such a precedent before.

"Hmph! Knowing the disparity in strength, you still want to attack with all your strength. It is clear that you want to kill Mazhou. If I don't stop it, will you just watch him get killed?"

Qiu De's face was cold, and he asked sharply.

"This is unreasonable! The sect expressly prohibits the elders from interfering in the competition between the disciples. You are knowingly committing a crime. I will report it to the elders for deliberation!"

Tan Hu's face was livid, and he refused to accept it.