Boom!

With a dull loud bang, Bei Bei Xuan fell to the ground, and the huge momentum directly shook the ground into a depression, and the dense cracks spread like spider webs to the surroundings, covering a radius of twenty meters.

In the air, Han Chen's eyes flickered, and after more than a dozen hard shocks, although he shook Bei Xuan down, he knew that the strength of the latter was not enough to be injured, so he didn't hesitate at all, his body turned around, and he swooped down,

With a shock of his arm, the long sword swung in the air, and a cold winter style was unleashed.

Swish!

The temperature around him plummeted, and the black sword as thin as a hair slashed like lightning, tearing the air apart and heading downward.

"Good guy, this time it's really strong!" Bei Xuan let out a deep sigh.

As Han Chen expected, he was indeed not injured, but the previous dozen or so hard shocks also gave him a lot of shock, especially the last time, which made the qi and blood in his body surge.

Looking up at the pitch-black sword that slashed down, Bei Bei Xuan burst out, "It's good to come!"

The moment the voice fell, his eyes suddenly burst into a compelling light, and the breath on his body surged violently like a wave.

"The waves are over!"

Clasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with a sharp flick, the huge heavy sword dragged, pulling a deep furrow on the floor, and then tore through the air, slashing out a thick blue sword and rising into the sky.

Two swords collided in the air.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the surrounding air shook violently, and a powerful shock wave spread out in all directions. The gravel and dust on the ground were directly stirred up, and with a whistling sound, they scattered in all directions.

The strong wind was agitated, and Han Chen's momentum was fierce, like a sharp sword breaking through the air, falling from the sky, and swooping straight towards Beibeixuan.

Feeling the astonishing momentum on Han Chen's body, Bei Bei Xuan's face showed a hint of surprise, but it was immediately replaced by a wave of fanaticism, and the amazing battle intent was like a volcanic eruption. Burst out of him.

Their eyes met in the air. As if he understood what the other party was thinking, they all burst into applause.

"Fight!"

The next moment, the two collided together, roaring and shaking. An astonishing momentum. Spread out in all directions.

It's just that neither of them retreated this time. Quickly unload the force of the shock, and then rush towards the opponent again.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed on the martial arts platform. Energetic.

"I didn't expect this Ye Yun's strength to be so strong!" Looking at the two people in the fierce battle on the stage, the face of the Northern Brute Dragon showed a trace of shock.

Compared with the Northern Brute Dragon, Northern Lie and the others were also slightly shocked.

They basically have a certain understanding of Han Chen's strength, especially Northern Lie and Northern High Cold.

The former has seen the scene of the fierce battle between Han Chen and Li Zhan with his own eyes, while the latter has known Han Chen for nearly two months, and he is even more clear about the latter's progress.

In their opinion, Han Chen's strength was indeed very strong, but in terms of strength alone, it was only equivalent to a mid-to-late eight-star sword spirit.

However, he has mastered an extremely powerful Indian martial arts, and with this Indian martial arts, he can be able to shake Nan Luo Wuxiong with one blow without dying.

It's just that from the previous battle to the present, Han Chen has not used that Seal Martial Arts, and has only relied on his own strength.

That's why they're shocked.

You must know that Bei Xuan is not an ordinary martial artist, with years of challenges everywhere, his own combat experience and consciousness are not inferior to some sword king powerhouses, and the martial arts techniques practiced by the latter are also unusual.

With these, even if Bei Xuan suppressed his cultivation to the bottom, his strength was still unusual, and the eight-star sword spirit could be compared.

But at this time, in the face of Han Chen, he didn't take advantage of it in the slightest.

This had to shock them.

"It's terrible, it's on an equal footing with the second senior brother!"

"How is this Ye Yun cultivating, he looks like he's only seventeen or eighteen years old!"

The surrounding family guards and disciples were even more shocked at this time.

Although they have heard a lot about Han Chen's deeds, the so-called hearing is better than seeing it, and only when they see it with their own eyes will they really feel the shock in between.

"His qualifications and talents are far superior to those of me and a few others, and he has an amazing comprehension of fighting, what he lacks now is time, as long as he is given time, he will improve his cultivation, and at that time, neither Bei Bei Xuan nor I will be his opponent!"

This is the first time he has given an evaluation since he met Han Chen, but this evaluation is unexpectedly high.

However, hearing his words, no one present at this time refuted it, because they all thought so.

Han Chen naturally didn't know about the conversation between Northern Wuji and the others.

Because his current mind is completely on Bei Bei Xuan's body, even his soul perception has been improved to the extreme, and he tries his best to capture all of Bei Xuan's movements, and he doesn't have the heart to listen to what others say.

Han Chen's eyes were full of blazing light, it was the light of excitement, because he was excited to meet a strong opponent and be able to fight heartily.

Beifang Xuan is worthy of being on the list of Ziyun Junqing, although his cultivation has been suppressed, his strength is still amazing, compared to Li Zhan, not only is he not weak at all, but he is still three points better.

And by the time of the battle, Han Chen had almost used all his strength, whether it was soul perception, or weight, or the five types of the Cold Snow Sword Technique, or even the purple pupil sextet, they had already been cast.

But even so, it can only maintain an equal score, and it is almost impossible to go further.

On the martial arts platform, the two of them fought more than 200 moves.

Clang!

The two swords collided, sparks flew in all directions, and a deafening sound burst out.

In the dust, the two figures quickly separated.

"Hahaha, happy" Bei Bei Xuan laughed, flipped his hand, put the huge heavy sword into the empty ring, and then looked at Han Chen and said: "Brother Ye Yun, your strength is far beyond my expectations, unless I no longer suppress cultivation, I can't beat you!"

Han Chen exhaled lightly, raised his hand and inserted the wolf tooth sword into the scabbard, put it into the empty ring, and then said with a smile: "I have done my best, and I can only do this, and if I make another three hundred moves, I will lose!"

So far, the True Yuan in his body has been consumed a lot, at most he can only hold another three hundred moves, and after three hundred moves, he is naturally unable to be Bei Bei Xuan's opponent.

"I can't say that, I'm older than you, and I've been cultivating longer than you, although I have suppressed my cultivation, but in terms of comprehensive strength, it's far from being comparable to the ordinary eight-star mid-stage sword spirit, if I can't beat you, I'm losing!"

Hearing this, Han Chen immediately wanted to say something more, but at this time, Northern Traceless said, "Okay, you can count this game as a draw!"

"Okay!" Han Chen nodded immediately.

"Hmm!" Seeing that Beifang Wuxian had already spoken, and Han Chen had already agreed, Beifang Xuan didn't say anything more, nodded and agreed. (To be continued......)