With the end of the competition between Nie Renwang and Xue Wuji, the ninth and tenth places were born, and the second round of the competition officially began.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, a figure flashed, and Mochen appeared on the martial arts platform.

"I'll challenge, Han Chen!"

As soon as his eyes were raised, he fell on Han Chen and said indifferently.

Hearing Mo Chen's words, Han Chen's face was stunned, then he smiled slightly, got up and stood up.

Han Chen did have a lot of interest in Mo Chen's ink spirit body, thinking that he would not have the opportunity to fight with him this time, but he didn't expect that Mo Chen would take the initiative to challenge him, which was exactly what he wanted.

The figure flashed, the afterimage lingered, and slowly dissipated, but the real body had already appeared on the martial arts platform, standing fifteen zhang away from the ink dust.

"Let's make a move!" Raising his hand to untie the wolf tooth sword on his back and holding it in his hand, Han Chen said lightly.

"Show your true strength!"

Seeing that Han Chen only pulled out a sword, Mo Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and then his eyes lifted, landing on the Mo Han sword on Han Chen's back, and said lightly.

He knew that Han Chen's true strength was not one sword, but two, and he still remembered the battle with a hundred miles and miles that day.

"Good!"

Hearing this, Han Chen smiled, but he didn't refuse.

Mo Chen's strength was already extremely strong, in the past three days, his strength seemed to have improved a little, and the aura on his body had become stronger, if Han Chen fought with him with a single sword, it might not be so easy to win.

Raise your hand and put the wolf's tooth sword in your left hand, and then put your right hand behind your back. Buckled the hilt of the sword, and with a 'choking' sound, the black ink cold sword came out of its sheath.

Recite!

With a flick of his arm, the sword body trembled slightly, and a clear sword groan sounded loudly.

"Be careful!"

Seeing Han Chen pull out the Mo Han Sword, Mo Chen snorted lightly, his feet were lucky, and with a 'bang', his figure was like lightning. Rushing towards Han Chen. At the same time, his palm rested on the hilt of his sword.

"Splash ink!"

The same pitch-black long sword danced into the wind in front of him, turning into a black sword curtain, and a sharp sword shot out. Like an ink splash. Tear the air. Towards Han Chen.

The same move, in the previous competition, Mo Chen also performed. But the power is completely different.

The sword light flashed, and a flying snow sword style swayed out, and the snowflakes that exuded a sharp aura fluttered all over the sky, facing the attacking sword qi splashing ink in the sky, and then Han Chen's footsteps did not stop, and the phantom step was exerted, facing the ink dust.

After all, he is good at hand-to-hand combat, and the power of dual swordsmanship is mainly reflected in hand-to-hand combat.

Snort

The snowflakes that exuded a sharp aura collided with the sword qi that splashed ink in the sky, and the terrifying energy exploded, cutting the air to pieces.

Han Chen's eyes were as sharp as a blade, and with a swing of the wolf tooth sword, he smashed the rushing energy, and then his figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Mo Chen's body, and with a flash of sword light, Mo Han's sword slashed out horizontally.

Mo Chen's combat experience was extremely rich, Han Chen's speed was fast, he was not slow, his steps retreated, and he narrowly dodged Han Chen's sword, and then his arm shook, and the long sword was handed out, turning into a little cold star, stabbing towards Han Chen's throat.

Mochen's sword is not only as fast as lightning, but also contains extremely strong strength, and the sword blade slashes through, and the air is instantly emptied.

Weigh it up!

Han Chen's eyes flashed, and he instantly saw that Mo Chen had also comprehended the realm of lightness and self-sufficiency.

The wolf's tooth sword had already been withdrawn, and with a bend of the arm, the blade of the sword swept and slashed upward.

With a 'bell', sparks burst out, the terrifying strength surged, Mo Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't remove it at all, his footsteps hit the ground, and he quickly retreated a few steps back.

Although Han Chen's physical strength was only comparable to that of a Nine-Star Sword Spirit Peak Realm martial artist, his physical strength was terrifying.

The power of 700,000 catties, under the close explosion, is the ink dust, and it can't resist it at all.

Mo Chen's eyes were solemn, he had never underestimated Han Chen, after all, how could it be easy to defeat a hundred miles and thousands of years old?

It's just that Han Chen's strength is still beyond his expectations.

A sword shook back the ink dust, Han Chen did not stop at all, as soon as he mentioned his footsteps, the afterimage appeared, and instantly rushed to the front of Mo Chen, with a wave of the wolf tooth sword in his left hand, the frost condensation was unleashed, and the cold qi burst out from Han Chen's body, turning into fine frost, and attacking towards the ink dust.

"Picturesque!"

Mo Chen's eyes were cold, and the long sword swung rapidly, and the sword qi surged, quickly smashing the incoming frost.

However, at this moment, for no reason, a strong sense of crisis came to his heart, and the cold hairs on Mo Chen's body exploded instantly.

Not good!

His pupils shrank slightly, and Mo Chen's toes touched the ground a little, and he exploded backwards at an extremely fast speed.

Click, click

At the moment when the ink dust receded sharply, a majestic cold air instantly appeared, and a radius of thirty zhang was completely filled, and immediately after, sharp ice spikes that exuded endless cold qi burst out from the ground.

Mo Chen's complexion changed drastically, he never thought that Han Chen's attack would actually appear from underground, and although he had already tried his best to dodge, the ice spikes were too dense.

Poof

Blood was thrown, and a scar several inches long was cut on Mo Chen's back by the sudden appearance of ice spikes, but fortunately, the wound was not deep, but it didn't have much effect.

Sou!

The figure flashed, and Mo Chen quickly retreated more than fifty zhang before stopping.

"In the end, it is a top-level genius, whether it is combat awareness or experience, it is very humanly possible!" In the center of the ice thorn, Han Chen looked at Mo Chen, and said secretly in his heart.

The six arcane sword styles of the "Cold Snow Sword Technique", he has already comprehended all of them to the realm of perfection, and the power is needless to say. In the round of offensive just now, if you change to another martial artist, you will not die, but you will also be seriously injured. But Mochen was only slightly injured.

"Shattered!"

With a swing of the long sword, the surrounding ice spikes exploded with a 'bang'.

Han Chen's footsteps were lightly lifted, and he didn't show his body technique, so he slowly walked to the twenty zhang in front of Mo Chen's body step by step and stopped.

"Take out your hole cards!" Looking at Mo Chen, Han Chen said lightly.

Although it was only a few moves. However, Han Chen could still see that Mo Chen's cultivation had actually reached the peak realm of the middle stage of the two-star Sword King.

Compared to the peak of the early stage of the two-star Sword King when he was competing with Yang Wuji, it has improved by a small realm.

With such strength, compared to Luo Rulie and others, it is only stronger than weak, but compared to Han Chen, it is not enough.

"As you wish!"

Hearing Han Chen's words, Mo Chen didn't have the slightest look of annoyance, and nodded directly.

Hearing this, Han Chen smiled slightly. A twist of the wrist. The twin swords were behind him, standing in place, and did not strike.

The power of Ye Nether's Netherworld Body, he had already seen it. It can devour the devouring power of a qiē heaven and earth aura. Amazingly strong.

The body of the ink spirit of the ink dust. Turning into a sea of ink spirits, living in it, you can increase your strength several times. It is precisely because of this physique that Mo Chen was able to rush into the top ten in one fell swoop, and even occupied the fifth place, and until this time, he has never fallen.

It's just that watching is just a bystander after all, and it is not as thorough as experiencing it yourself.

"The sea of ink spirit is boundless!"

The pitch-black sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and Mo Chen's left hand pinched a seal knot, pressed it on the blade, and slashed through.

Snort

The dark light in Mo Chen's eyes flickered, his face turned slightly pale, and then disappeared, and the long sword in his hand waved, and a thick jet-black air flow emerged from the surrounding void like a tide.

With just half a breath, the land within a radius of 100 meters was completely enveloped.

Han Chen was only twenty zhang away from Mo Chen, within a radius of 100 meters, and naturally in an instant, he was shrouded in the jet-black air current.

Han Chen turned his head and swept around, his eyes were pitch black, and his eyesight was completely useless here.

But fortunately, Han Chen's soul perception was not restricted here, so there was no need to worry.

Swish!

At this moment, an inaudible sound of breaking the air hit.

Han Chen's eyes flashed, his soul perception spread, and he instantly captured the other party, the soles of his feet were a little on the ground, and the wolf tooth sword struck upward.

With a 'bell', sparks flew everywhere, and a majestic force struck, and Han Chen couldn't help but take a step back.

"Is this the power of the Ink Spirit Body?" Stabilizing his body, Han Chen raised his eyebrows and said secretly in his heart.

In the sword fight just now, Mo Chen's speed increased by at least three times, and the strength of his attack was at least three times higher.

With such a huge improvement, the strength that erupted was almost enough to be comparable to the average three-star sword king.

However, if it was just that, Han Chen might not be shocked back.

The main reason why he was knocked back was because he was suppressed.

That's right, it's suppression.

The constant pressure around him, as well as the ubiquitous stagnation that seemed to be mired in a quagmire, made it impossible for Han Chen to exert his speed or strength.

"It's a very powerful ability, no less powerful than the devouring power of the Leaf Netherworld!" Han Chen said in his heart.

"But it's not enough to beat me!"

The essence of light flashed in his eyes, and his soul perception swept over, instantly capturing the figure of Mo Chen, without the slightest hesitation, the phantom step was cast, Han Chen's body turned into an afterimage, and he rushed towards the ink dust explosion at an extremely fast speed.

Boom

The sword light flickered, and Han Chen's double swords danced rapidly, instantly slashing out several Winter Sword Styles, as thin as hair, and the pitch-black sword light was like lightning breaking through the air, cutting through the air, and attacking the ink dust.

Mo Chen was originally looking for an opportunity to make another move, but he didn't expect Han Chen to discover his position, and he didn't hesitate to take the initiative to attack.

"Ink dots!"

Mo Chen's aura perception as a sword king realm martial artist was also enhanced by three times under the amplification of the Sea of Ink Spirits, instantly capturing the trajectory of the winter sword.

The long sword swung out, and the sword light splashed out, instantly smashing the attacking sword rays.

At this moment, an afterimage flashed, and Han Chen had already rushed over.

"Twin swords, cut the mountain!"

With a burst of shouts, Han Chen stepped on the ground with both feet, rose up, stretched his arms, twisted his waist, and spun violently like a windmill, and the long sword slashed down with terrifying strength.

Even though Mo Chen's strength had nearly tripled under the increase of the Sea of Ink Spirits, in the face of Han Chen's rapid and fierce attack at this time, he had no choice but to raise his sword to parry.

Although Han Chen's strength was suppressed in this Sea of Ink Spirits, it was only suppressed, not sealed.

With the help of the power of spinning in the air, Han Chen's physical strength was displayed ten percent.

Bells, bells

The sound of two fine iron clashes rang out. In the sparks, the terrifying power struck, Mo Chen blocked the first sword, his arm was already numb, the second sword hit, he didn't have the slightest time to react, his body shook fiercely, his face was pale, he snorted, and his feet kicked backwards.

The body falls to the ground. Han Chen didn't give Mo Chen a chance to breathe at all. With his toes on the ground, he stepped on it, and his body burst out and chased after him.

Seeing Han Chen chasing after him, Mo Chen's complexion changed drastically. He never thought of it. Han Chen's strength was so strong.

Grab the bull by the horns. Without the slightest hesitation, Mochen bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood. The essence blood was thrown into the air, turning into a blood mist and merging into the jet-black air that filled the air.

After squirting out a mouthful of essence blood, Mo Chen's face turned pale, like gold paper, without the slightest blood.

"Mohai, Dark Tide!"

Gritting his teeth to suppress the weakness in his body, Mo Chen swung his long sword and slashed towards Han Chen in the air.

Whew

With the sword of Mo Chen, the jet-black air flow in the surrounding air seemed to be stirred by a pair of big hands, and instantly gathered together, turning into a huge black gas tornado more than twenty meters thick, crashing towards Han Chen.

Looking at the black qi tornado that was rapidly expanding in his eyes, Han Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, and the alarm in his heart roared.

Looking at Han Chen, who was standing in place and unmoved, Mo Chen, who had already exhausted his strength and fell to the ground, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It was only in the next moment that his pupils suddenly constricted, and a wave of horror appeared on his face.

At the same time, in the stands around them, Luo Rulie, Qianshan Wudao and others suddenly changed their faces.

"What an amazing breath"

"What the hell is going on inside!"

Thundered

Just when everyone was in shock, a deafening loud bang suddenly sounded from the martial arts platform.

Immediately afterward, I saw that the jet-black air current, which covered a radius of 100 meters, exploded in an instant, and the terrifying strong wind swept wildly, rushing towards the surroundings.

The martial arts platform with a radius of thousands of meters was completely ravaged, and on the solid floor, the strong wind carved out a series of sword marks and ravines of different depths. The ban around the martial arts platform is like a torrential rain on the surface of the lake, and the ripples are rolling.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this moment, and they wanted to see who won this game.

And Qianshan Wudao and the others were also staring at the martial arts platform for a moment, and they also wanted to know who won and who lost.

Because the astonishing aura that shook everyone's hearts just now must have been released by the victor.

Soon, the strong wind dissipated cleanly, and a qiē on the martial arts platform also came into people's eyes.

"Sure enough!"

"I can't believe that he still has something to hide!"

"Perhaps, that's his real strength!"

Looking at the martial arts platform, the two figures who had already divided the winner and the loser, Qianshan Wudao and the others were silent, without the slightest surprise.

As for the other warriors, the same is true.

On the martial arts platform, Han Chen exhaled heavily, and then raised his hand to pull up the two long swords that were deeply rooted in his feet.

Looking up not far away, the ink dust lying on the ground with a pale face.

"You're defeated!"

The voice fell, Han Chen's wrist flipped over, and with a 'choking' sound, it fell into the scabbard.

Then he turned and strode away.

Just as Han Chen walked to the edge of the martial arts arena and was about to jump down, Mo Chen's weak voice sounded from behind.

"What kind of martial arts was that just now!"

Han Chen turned his head sideways, looking at the ink dust that was struggling to get up from the ground, but his eyes were firmly fixed on his own ink.

"Soon you'll find out!"

With a slight smile and a word, Han Chen jumped off the martial arts platform and returned to his seat in the air.

Hearing this, Mo Chen didn't ask any more questions, and let the disciples of the Nine Great Sects help him down to heal his injuries.

In fact, the original ink dust was just a little overdrawn, and if you want to talk about the injury, at most it is the wound on the back that was cut by ice thorns.

However, now he has damage to his internal organs, and his bones and meridians are more ruptured, and the injuries are not severe.

And this qiē was all because of Han Chen's martial arts that finally destroyed the black qi tornado.

"These little guys, they can still toss around!" The elder of the Falling Star Pavilion shook his head, raised his hand, and repaired the messy martial arts arena again.

"The game continues!" another Falling Star Pavilion elder shouted.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and Qianshan, who was carrying a long knife and wearing a black robe, jumped onto the martial arts platform.

"I challenge, there is no god!"

Like the previous ink dust, Qianshan Wudao came to the stage, without the slightest hesitation, his eyes fell directly to the stands, and he was closing his eyes and recuperating in a loud voice.

Wow!

Hearing the words of Qianshan Wudao, there was an uproar in the surrounding stands.

It's no wonder that people reacted like this, to be honest, although the strength of Qianshan Wudao is strong, it is also limited, which can be seen from the previous fight with Luo Rulie and others.

Even if he has improved in the past three days, at most he is comparable to Yue Jue and Baili Qiantose.

No one thought that Qianshan Wudao would be so crazy and choose to challenge the gods.

In the stands, the eyes of absolute godlessness slowly opened, and there was calm in their eyes.

It is indeed a bit surprising that Qianshan Wudao would choose to challenge him, but he is not surprised, because since he is in the top ten, he may naturally be challenged.

Now, it's just that this possibility has been transformed into a reality.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and no god jumped onto the martial arts platform.

"Draw your sword!"

The pale red long sword Chi Xiao held it in his hand, and his eyes were raised, looking at the thousands of mountains and no way, and he said lightly.

"What? don't you use dual swords?" Looking at the Absolute Martial God who only pulled out one sword, Qianshan Wudao raised his eyebrows.

"No!" Absolute Lookless shook his head.

Hearing this, Qianshan Wudao's gaze suddenly turned cold, "Since that's the case, then I'm welcome!"

Choke!

The long knife was unsheathed, and thousands of mountains stepped out without a way, and the figure flickered, and instantly appeared in front of the godless body.

"Domineering!"

The sword flashed, from top to bottom, and slashed fiercely.

The words of the absolute god angered Qianshan Wudao, and the shot was a full-strength sword move.

The face of the absolute god remained unchanged, and as soon as his arm was raised, the Chixiao Sword ignited flames and attacked him.

With a 'bell', Qianshan Wudao was shaken out, and the absolute godless also retreated a small step back. (To be continued......)