Supreme Battle King

0Chiang Zhan attacked from the sky. He was powerful and domineering, and his Qi was unparalleled. He was like a hunting leopard, and he was also like an eagle striking the sky. The fierce wind from his fist made Chiang Jian's face hurt, as if he had been slashed by a knife.    0

    

His eyes revealed a hint of shock. Obviously, he was shocked by Chiang Zhan's fearless and fearless fighting style.    

    

Indeed, Chiang Zhan's attack from the sky was unable to completely avoid the five sword lights. Even if he could injure ___, he would still have to pay a heavy price for it.    

    

While his mind was still in a state of shock, Chiang Jian held his sword and pierced through the void, blocking Chiang Zhan's fist.    

    

* Kacha! *    

    

The Long Sword was broken and Chiang Jian was sent flying. Blood spurted out from his mouth and he fell outside the third light barrier.    

    

At the same time, Chiang Zhan landed on the ground. His chest, abdomen, and legs... All of them were bleeding, but his expression was calm and composed. It was as if nothing had happened, and there was no other reason. Although the sword light had struck his body... However, it was blocked by a powerful physical defense. It was merely a superficial wound.    

    

On the other hand, Chiang Jian had been knocked out of the light screen by his punch. He had lost the chance to compete in the stone house. He was afraid that he would have to cultivate in the wooden house for the next month.    

    

More importantly, after this failure, Chiang Jian's cultivation speed would surely be hindered. At that time, there would be one less powerful opponent in the family's annual ceremony.    

    

"No matter who it is, don't think of replacing my position as the successor of the family head."    

    

Chiang Zhan sneered. His two eyes stared at Chiang Jian from afar, revealing his invincible confidence.    

    

"Chiang Zhan, you are really powerful this time, but don't be too proud of yourself. I will definitely use your blood for the family's annual ceremony in three months' time. I'll wash away today's shame. " Chiang Jian glared at Chiang Zhan with intense hatred. He retreated into the eliminated crowd.    

    

Chiang Zhan shook his head. He didn't care about Chiang Jian's threat at all. After all, he didn't cultivate any combat skills this time. He could still defeat his opponent. Not to mention the family's annual sacrifice three months later, it would be a piece of cake for him to go to Battle Skill Pavilion and pick a combat skill to defeat Chiang Jian.    

    

As he was thinking, he swept his gaze across the entire scene and found that in the third light curtain... The battles of the other participants were coming to an end. Out of the hundreds and thousands of participants, only ten were left. As expected, these people would have their own stone houses.    

    

At the same time, people were continuously sent flying from the other light screens. The competition for the stone houses ended in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.    

    

"Those who persist until the end will have a stone house, and the time limit will be one month. I hope you can seize the opportunity and cultivate diligently, so that you can become inner sect disciples a long time ago..."    

    

After the supervisor in charge of the competition for the stone house announced the result, tens of thousands of outer disciples left the square in groups, especially those who had obtained the right to stay in the stone house. They could not wait any longer and started to run away.    

    

After walking out from the third light screen, Chiang Zhan saw Luo Jie's pale face, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was injured.    

    

"How is he? Is his injury serious?"    

    

He smiled faintly and asked.    

    

"It's fine, but my luck this time is too bad. I just entered the fourth light beam and I was defeated by an elite outer circle disciple. I can only return to the wooden house to cultivate." Luo Jie said with a face full of unwillingness.    

    

"It doesn't matter. Since I have won, you can cultivate with me."    

    

Chiang Zhan nodded his head. Although Luo Jie was a peak Fourth Sky Pulse Opening Stage warrior, all the elite outer circle disciples were very powerful, and no one in the same realm could fight him. Therefore, it was reasonable for Chiang Zhan to defeat him.    

    

"Thank you, Mr. Zhan, for taking care of me."    

    

Luo Jie chuckled and walked shoulder to shoulder with Chiang Zhan. The two of them walked dozens of meters and bumped into a group of people. There were dozens of them, and one of them was a young man in a blue robe. He had a cold expression on his face. His eyes were like blades as he stared at Chiang Zhan with a strong killing intent.    

    

"Ling Feng!"    

    

Chiang Zhan stopped in his tracks, staring at his opponent, secretly becoming alert.    

    

That's right, this man was Ling Yun's brother, a peak Tenth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage warrior. The number one expert of Outer Sect of Heavenly Fist Sect, Ling Feng. Ever since he found out about Chiang Zhan, however, there was a steward there just now. When fighting, it was inevitable that he would have scruples.    

    

Now that the steward had left, there were only a few outer sect disciples left. Even if he killed Chiang Zhan, no one would dare to say anything.    

    

"Chiang Zhan, how dare you cripple Ling Yun, provoke the Ling family, and provoke me? You're courting death!" Ling Feng's face was expressionless. His voice was as cold as a North Sea Profound Ice as he spoke in a gloomy tone.    

    

"What's wrong? You want to kill me?" Chiang Zhan narrowed his eyes. His eyes were like two sharp blades that had been unsheathed from their sheaths. He stared at Ling Feng and said coldly, "Don't forget, there is no wall in this world that can't be seen through. If you dare to make a move, if you violate the sect rules, you will die."    

    

"Is that so? I don't believe it. Besides, even if the sect punished me, I'm afraid you won't be able to see it." Ling Feng's brows turned cold. A strong killing intent burst out from his tall and straight body. It was like billowing smoke that soared into the sky.    

    

In the next moment, he threw out a punch. The force of his punch was like an iron current. Waves surged and rushed towards Chiang Zhan. The powerful energy caused the surrounding void to tremble violently.    

    

Before the punch even arrived, the violent fist wind forced Chiang Zhan to retreat. His Qi and blood were in chaos, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.