Broken arm?

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. He followed Wu Zhenzi's gaze and looked at the cold figure. He suddenly thought of something in his mind, his pupils tightened, and he said in surprise: "Is it the broken arm you mentioned that belongs to Fang Han?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a look of surprise surged out of their faces.

“That’s right.”

Wu Zhenzi's face was gloomy and nodded heavily.

The whole city knew that Ye Chen cut off Fang Han’s arm, but after that, Fang Han suddenly disappeared. Many people thought that Fang Han could not accept such a blow, and was discouraged and curled up in the depths of the palace, not daring to come out to see anyone.

But not long after, news came out. Fang Han was not only not discouraged, but instead knew his shame and then bravely practiced with the goal of fù                                                                                                             

As for where he went to practice, no one could know and no one could know.

If it is really as Wu Zhenzi said, the broken arm that appeared in the strong man's cave belongs to Fang Han, then it means that during the period when Fang Han disappeared, he was practicing hard in the cave.

"I remember Leng Noxue once said, let us be careful of Fang Han and never have conflicts with him. Now it seems that Fang Han has mostly obtained some great martial arts in the strong cave, and his strength has improved greatly." Lin Guanqi also said in a deep voice. When he thought of the strange purple fire radiated from Fang Han's body, he felt a little scared.

Everyone's faces were not very good-looking, and they lowered their heads and thought about them. They kept their eyes on the twelve Holy Dao powerhouses, and did not care about Fang Han's existence, nor did they think Fang Han could defeat Ye Chen.

Now it seems that they are still too naive after all. Fang Han is hiding deeply, and no one knows how terrifying his strength is.

"Since we know Fang Han's background, we can also be mentally prepared for the next two rounds of competitions. Every day will be extremely precious in the next seven days. Everyone must practice hard. As long as their strength improves, they will naturally be able to remain calm."

Ye Chen said, making everyone nod.

In the battle of the dynasty, there will inevitably be casualties, and offending people is inevitable. Only when you are strong enough can you not be afraid of any conspiracy. For example, Fang Li and Han Xiaozi, they already have martial souls, and their strength is unfathomable, and no one dares to make any decisions about them.

This is the deterrence and shock brought by strong strength.

On the Tianshen Mountain, the crowd gradually left and headed towards another place, with Thirteen consecutive peaks.

Just like the name, Thirteen Continuous Peaks is a mountain range composed of Thirteen Isolated Peaks. The mountains can reach a hundred miles. Each Isolated Peak pierces the sky like a long sword, with a height of thousands of feet. From a distance, it looks like Thirteen Peerless Swords.

There are many courtyards built above each lonely peak, which can be used for people to live in.

During the Battle of the Dynasty, the Thirteen Continents of Peaks were equivalent to post stations, which were allowed to live in by people from major dynasties. A mountain range was specially designed for people to live in. I am afraid that only the Tianshen Palace could do such a move.

In the dark night, the Thirteen Peaks exuded a sense of tranquility.

In a lonely peak, Ye Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and there was a faint light all over his body. These rays of light emitted a soft light, rising up, covering his body, and faintly resonated with the bright moonlight in the sky.

Before the end of the first round of the dynasty war, Ye Chen successfully obtained the remnant soul of the powerful Moon God clan. At this time, his consciousness was immersed in the remnant soul.

There is nothing in the world, but the bright moon.

Ye Chen's consciousness has never left the bright moon. He has let himself fall into it, and even his soul is completely immersed in it.

Unlike the vastness of gods and demons fighting each other, and there is no prehistoric scene of couples, this bright moon gives Ye Chen a quiet and gentle manner, which makes him much more peaceful.

Ye Chen understood that this residual soul slowly sublimated his soul and allowed him to begin to understand the true mystery of "Ode to the Moon God".

On Ye Chen's body, a ray of moonlight slowly lingered in the air, and this ray of moonlight slowly floated into the void. The more it rose, the more firm it became. It was soft and hard. There was no sense of domineeringness that soared into the sky, but became bit by bit strong and powerful.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the moonlight on Ye Chen’s body began to become solid. A bright moon appeared above his head, without any defects, just like the full moon above the sky, without any difference.

Buzz!

Ye Chen's body trembled slightly, and the full moon slowly rose, swept through the void, penetrated the rolling dark clouds, and released its own moonlight, as if it would not stop.

At this time, a black shadow flashed across the lonely peak where the Qinwu Dynasty was located, and it was not as fast as it was, but it was better than strange. In a flash, it actually merged into the darkness, making people unable to notice it.

Not far away, a cultivator from the sixth level of the True Path was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock and practicing hard. He came from the Crystal Palace and came with Murong Bingxin.

Click!

A strange sound sounded, causing the cultivator to open his eyes and was about to investigate, but at this moment, a strange red light flashed past, cutting his throat directly with lightning speed.

The cultivator's eyes opened hugely, and then his eyes turned black, completely cutting off his vitality.

"One more solved."

A black shadow stood beside the cultivator, with a cold look on his dark face. He waved his palm and immediately held the storage ring in his hand. At the same time, he also put the cultivator's body into the storage ring, completely destroying the corpse.

Not only the lonely peak where the Qinwu Dynasty is located, but this scene occurs on each lonely peak, but the attacks of these people are too strange. It is difficult for people to notice in just a moment.

Standing in the void, Yang Tuo looked at the scene calmly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still so cold, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

This dynasty battle brought together senior leaders and strong men from major dynasties.

All of them are wealthy people and have many cultivation resources. In the eyes of the Seven Killing Sect, they are like fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Since it is a fat sheep, how can you not kill it?

At this time, a black shadow floated to the hillside, and his bloody eyes flashed. He immediately saw a person practicing here. He sneered in his heart, and then, he quietly merged into the darkness and prepared to hunt again.

People from the Seven Killing Sect have been practicing sha all their lives. They are famous for assassination. Once they sneak into the darkness, even the aura on their bodies will disappear without a trace, making people unable to defend themselves.

It is precisely through this move that their Seven Killing Sect was able to hunt down strong people in the Thirteen Continent Peaks and seize other people's storage rings.

The body slowly approached the past, and the black shadow tightened the bǐ in his hand, and then slaughtered directly, stabbed the practitioner's throat, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a blood arrow gushed out, accompanied by a shrill scream, breaking the silence of the night.

When the black shadow took action, a soft moonlight suddenly fell.

The seemingly harmless moonlight cut off his entire arm like a sharp sword. The terrifying lethality was simply terrifying.
Chapter completed!