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Chapter 44 War!

The blue sky is cloudless, the scorching sun releases wisps, the vicious divine light, the sultry wind and waves are like waves, rolling up dust and sand in the sky.........

Today's death camp is very lively, and all the death row prisoners gather in the central location, with dark heads shaking.

There were four extraordinary cultivators in the middle of the crowd. When they saw them, all the death row prisoners flashed with awe in their eyes.

"Mengzi, Yu You." A young man in a black long gown squeezed into the crowd. When he saw two of them, he pondered inwardly.

He is Yi Chen, and today is the day for the Tianzi Qualification Competition.

"No. 1 Hu Yan, No. 2 Yang Kai." His eyes moved to the other two middle-aged men, and Yi Chen said these two names.

They are the other two Tianzi characters. According to what Isqing said, they are all their own people.

His eyes moved to the south, where there was a temple table. Sitting inside were the five elders of the Yi family and Yi Siqing, and there was a sense of tension in the air.

A worry flashed in his eyes, Yi Chen's eyes swept around and found that there were many new faces in the crowd, and their cultivation was generally not low. Among them, there must be people arranged by Yi Siqing or the elders.

"A group of old bastards, for their own selfish desires, really want to ruin Yi Chen's future?" Two murderous intents flashed through their eyes, and Yi Chen said in a deep voice.

"The 40th Tianzi Ranking Battle is now beginning, and anyone with a local font can come forward to challenge." At this time, a slender voice sounded in the air.

"According to the arrangement of Grandpa and the others, the challenge was over when the challenge was over." After coming back to his senses, Yi Chen did not think much and set his sight on the court.

There are only one hundred earth fonts in total, but not many people are really challenging because they are all Chen Soul Realm, and the Star Soul Realm is not enough to see in front of them.

Of course, there were also people who came forward to try their luck, but without exception, they were all shot away by Mengzi and the other four.

"There is too big a gap between the Chen Soul Realm and the Star Soul Realm." Seeing that, Yi Chen said this secretly.

Such a meaningless battle ended soon. According to Yi Chen's current strength, it is completely possible to challenge success, but he did not come forward to join the fight.

Even if you win, it is meaningless. This will only consume more soul power. If all soul power is consumed, the dispute will be a big problem for him.

"The challenge is over, and next is to redefine the ranking of the top four fonts." A slender voice sounded.

Originally, this challenge was the highlight, but today's four Tianzis performed disappointingly. They didn't use all their strength, as if they were dealing with it.

In the end, Yu You unexpectedly won the first place in Tianzi, Mengzi second, Hu Yan third, and Yang Kai ranked last.

"What happened? Is this the most intense battle between Tianzi and the sky-type duel in previous years?" Seeing the result of such a game, the death row prisoners who watched the battle shouted very dissatisfied.

"The situation seems to be a little wrong. Could it be that something is going to happen within the Yi family, right?" Yan Jian stood next to Yi Chen, and he looked at the Guandou Platform with sharp eyes.

"I am worthy of being a person who once lived in the Yuanxuan Empire." Looking at Yan Jian's eyes flashed with strange colors. After thinking for a while, Yi Chen whispered: "Master Yan Jian, find a place to hide later."
Chapter completed!
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