Wang Junchen had already retired sadly.

In the center of the battle stage, only Liu Yueyue was left, accepting the crazy cheers of tens of thousands of people. Her eyes were already red as she looked at the giant screen in the sky.

Half a year later, that thin figure had never disappeared from her mind.

That moonlight lover's confession was the most romantic moment in Liu Yueyue's life.

Now she is the direct descendant of the head of Wan Jian Sect, the attentive young talent, and can run around Wan Jian Sect three times. But if she is not Wan Jian Geng's golden body, but still the fat girl, these people may run faster than anyone else.

There is only one person who is sincere, and that is Ji Dongyuan.

"Sometimes, death does not mean the end, it may be the beginning of another kind of hope. People should always live full of hope."

Everyone was still cheering, but they didn't notice that a figure in black robes quietly stood beside Liu Yueyue at some unknown moment.

"It's begun. Junior brother is finally going to take action. Can he win the championship on the Heavenly Ranking?"

Fang Sanwan's palms were all sweaty and he was so nervous that he couldn't control himself.

"We must have met before. You are definitely not a simple king of society. Who are you?"

Ning Tianjiang looked at Zhao Chu's back and always felt that he had seen this person before... Especially when the Forty Thousand Demon Generation was replayed on the giant screen, his feeling became even more profound.

"Hey...who are you, get out!"

At this time, someone discovered Zhao Chu and cursed him.

"Yeah, someone actually sneaked onto the battlefield. If he dared to cause trouble, he would have his legs broken and thrown out."

For a moment, many viewers cursed.

And in the nine major factions camp, no one feels relaxed.

In full view of everyone, running to the fighting stage in front of their noses, this man's strength... is unfathomable.

There was a cold air filling Wang Junchen's palms.

The visitor is not a good person. He came to the fighting platform, and he definitely did not come to chat.

"Who are you!"

Liu Yueyue's grief was interrupted and she turned her head with an unhappy expression, her pupils filled with sharp murderous intent.

"You have been possessed by inner demons. It's extremely urgent... If I hadn't come to participate in the Thousand Sects Potential War, I wouldn't know about this situation at all. If something happened to you, how would I see him in the future?"

Zhao Chu felt a twinge of pain in his heart when he looked at Liu Yueyue, who was strong on the outside and fucked on the inside.

Over the past six months, Liu Yueyue must have been practicing sleeplessly. The sword master's killings contained overwhelming resentment... Over time, Liu Yueyue's meridians were filled with violence that was difficult to wash away.

If she delays it any longer, she will become a cold killing machine after she has established her foundation. She has no thoughts or emotions and only knows how to kill.

"Liu Yueyue, 18 years old, Wan Jian Geng Golden Body, eighth level of Qi refining... practices the technique [Wan Jian Guizong]."

"Hidden wounds: inner demons abound, sanity is gradually lost, and 61 acupuncture points are invaded by inner demons."

Zhao Chu's left eye was filled with coldness.

In the demon mirror, everything about Liu Yueyue was nowhere to be seen. In Zhao Chu's eyes, the figure in front of him was filled with dark mist. One step forward, it was an abyss.

"Who the hell are you? I'll give you two ways, get out, or... die!"

Being pointed at by others, Liu Yueyue was furious in her heart. Sword intent surged into the sky, and the magic swords that had just fallen began to buzz and tremble again.

"Well, I can only defeat you first, then open up your bloodline and release those inner demons."

Zhao Chu shook his head and said loudly:

"Challenge... I am the champion of the Earth Ranking. I want to challenge you to be number one on the Heaven Ranking."

A strong wind blew in the sky, and Zhao Chu's black robe was blown loudly.

The whole place was in an uproar!

challenge?

There are still challenges?

Liu Yueyue almost killed He Jianggui just now, wasn't that creepy enough?

I didn’t see Wang Junchen admitting defeat. Who are you? You dare to challenge me?

Tired of living?

"You are looking for death, and you can't blame others!"

After Liu Yueyue finished speaking, cold murderous intent shot up into the sky... The terrifying power of the eighth level of Qi Refining shattered the dark earth and could almost tear people alive.

Buzz buzz!

Buzz!

Then, he used his spiritual body to command Wanjian.

Suddenly, the entire sky was blocked by sword blades, and fierce sword energy was filled from all directions. A hurricane of sword blades that was ten times more terrifying than before rose from the ground.

The hurricane was dozens of feet high, like a ferocious sword-edged dragon, capable of tearing even the sky apart.

Liu Yueyue was mourning her late husband. After being interrupted, her murderous intent increased tenfold.

…

"It's dangerous. Wan Jiangeng's golden body is a spiritual body born for killing. He is no match at all. He is careless."

Looking at Zhao Chu, who was as tiny as an ant under the stegosaurus, Duan Xuehan squeezed him hard with his palm.

"Be calm and don't be impatient. Be calm and don't be impatient."

At this time, Lu Xiu Ming was drinking tea leisurely, with an indifferent look on his face.

"Isn't that the senior brother of your major general martial arts school? Why aren't you worried at all?"

Duan Xuehan's eyes turned cold.

"I won't lose anyway, so why should I worry? This kid is very clever."

Lu Xiu Ming smiled and filled a cup of tea for Duan Xuehan.

…

"[Ten Thousand Swords Return to One]"

"Ten thousand words cut!"

Liu Yueyue's hair was flying, and her eyes were cold and ruthless, like two ruthless swords.

Boom!

The sky collapsed, and the terrifying sword dragon directly swallowed Zhao Chu.

The mountains shook, the ground shook, and the dust stirred.

The solid ground of Zhanjian City was shaken out of a deep pit in an instant. You must know that the soil here is difficult for even a strong foundation builder to crack directly.

He Jianggui swallowed hard and couldn't help but sigh that he was lucky.

If the sword curtain we faced just now would only result in shattered bodies and bones, there would be no other possibility.

"It's ridiculous that you dare to mess with Senior Sister Liu when you use your mantis as a cart!"

The master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who had been defeated by one move before gritted his teeth.

Boom!

Boom!

The sword curtain stirred, hurricanes intertwined, and after three full minutes, the magic swords fell one after another.

"Dead?"

Everyone looked at the pit impatiently, not knowing whether it was a mass of flesh and blood or whether it had been chopped up and disappeared into thin air.

"It's a very good sword technique, but it's a pity that it's a bit more violent and consumes too much spiritual energy!"

However, under the gaze of everyone, a dark figure emerged from the pit unscathed and indifferently. Behind him, there was a small shield as big as a palm.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

At the same time, layers of purple flames spread quietly.

Within Zhao Chu's body, the Zixia spiritual power at the eighth level of Qi refining burned crazily.

…

Click!

In the VIP room, Duan Xuehan had just picked up a cup of hot tea, but when the tea reached his mouth, the cup was crushed into powder.

At the same time, the mottled Zixia spiritual energy within his golden elixir trembled crazily.

Zixia Linghai!

Chapter of Taishang Daoji!

This is definitely not a fake!
To be continued...