The appearance of this sound undoubtedly caused everyone's expressions to change slightly, especially the Murong Mansion. When they felt this tyrannical aura, a dark color of fear appeared on their faces.

"Sect Master?" Looking at the visitor, Tie Shuangdao also had some joy on his face.

The person who came was none other than Tie Zhan, the master of Tie Dao Sect.

"Hmm." After looking at Tie Shuangdao, Tie Zhan also nodded lightly, and then walked towards Han Chen, with a surprised expression on his face, and said with a smile: "This must be brother Han Chen, right? During this time

Thanks for your help."

"The boy is Han Chen, please pay homage to the sect master." Seeing that this was the sect master of the Iron Sword Sect, Han Chen didn't dare to be too hasty, and slightly arched his hands, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

In his teens, he looks like a Confucian scholar, but he is actually a powerful man in the soul-condensing realm.

"Humph, Tie Zhan, stop reminiscing about old times and come and fight me. Speaking of which, we haven't had a fight for many years, but this time, we will fight to the death. After all, what are your last words?" Gaotai said.

Murong Shan's powerful voice came from above.

"Haha, yes, it's been ten years, it's time for us to get over it." He smiled lightly, Tie Zhan tapped his toes, and his body turned into a white lightning and appeared on the high platform with a whoosh.

"What a powerful aura, maybe this Iron War Sect Master can really compete with Murong Shan." Han Chen's face was slightly moved, he looked at the two figures, one black and one white, on the high platform, and murmured to himself

road.

"Haha, I don't think so. Although the master of the Iron Knife Sect is tyrannical and his strength has reached the peak of the second level of soul condensation, after all, the opponent is at the third level of soul condensation. The difference in strength between them is not just a star or a little bit. Except for you, of course. You

This little guy can't analyze using this principle." Old Ling's voice came from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing what Mr. Ling said, Han Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes and looked not far away, ignoring the old man's teasing.

boom……

On the high platform, the auras around two figures, one black and one white, suddenly exploded. The appearance of two powerful auras undoubtedly set off a wave of energy in this crowded crowd. Some people who were not strong enough were directly affected by this energy.

Under the pressure of the breath, his face turned pale and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"The strong ones in the soul-condensing realm are really powerful. Just a breath has such power." Han Chen nodded slightly and looked at the two figures, with a somewhat fanatical look in his eyes.

Bang...

The two figures, mixed with the tyrannical vitality, suddenly collided together, and the energy aura visible to the naked eye was constantly surging. Soon, the sounds of energy explosions came one after another, leaving those around them stunned.

"Thunder Mountain Fist." A punch was thrown out suddenly, and Tie Zhan's face was filled with a dark color of fanaticism. Above the fist, tyrannical vitality mixed with a trace of thunder power lingered on the surface, and small thunder and lightning continued like earthworms.

flashing.

"This is? Xuan level intermediate martial arts?" Han Chen murmured to himself, looking at the ferocity of Tie Zhan's punch, he nodded slightly.

"Humph." A cold snort came from Murong Shan's mouth, and his figure suddenly shot backwards, narrowly avoiding Tie Zhan's blow.

After a single blow failed, Tie Zhan smiled calmly, changed his body shape, poured powerful energy into his fist, and blasted at Murong Shan again.

"Splitting Wind Palm." Seeing Tie Zhan attacking him again, a coldness suddenly rose on Murong Shan's face. He snorted softly, and the vitality on his right palm surged out suddenly, mixed with

The low sound of breaking wind struck hard at the white figure that quickly enlarged in his eyes.

A palm and a punch struck each other fiercely, and the two energies of completely different natures cannibalized each other, and the two figures maintained a brief balance in mid-air.

Rumble...

The energy exploded, and the two figures suddenly retreated.

The figure took a few dozen steps back, and a trace of paleness appeared on Tie Zhan's face. Looking at Murong Shan who only took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, there was also a look on his face.

There was a dark color of shock, and the gap in strength between the two was more than a little.

"Humph, Tie Zhan, it's my turn to take action now, right?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Murong Kuang's eyes, a trace of killing intent bloomed in Murong Kuang's eyes, looking at Tie Zhan not far away, a cold shout suddenly came out

, with a violent figure, he rushed towards Tie Zhan.

call out……

A black figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of Tie Zhan in a moment. A palm suddenly came out like lightning and slapped Tie Zhan on the chest.

"Wind Splitting Claw."

He was caught off guard. Although he had already known about the former's move, Murong Shan was famous for his speed after all. Therefore, even though he tried his best to resist, Tie Zhan still suffered some slight injuries from this claw.

"Die, my uncle Kuang's life is not that easy to take. I will let your blood be used to commemorate him first. Then it will be the turn of the boy named Han Chen and everyone in your Iron Sword Sect." Gloomy

As the words came out, an evil smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and the aura around Murong Shan surged again. He was dressed in black and made a hunting sound. He suddenly thrust out a fist and hit the iron war in front of him hard.

"Hmph." Feeling the power of this blow, Tie Zhan did not dare to slack off at all. He shouted softly, and a cold light suddenly appeared. A big knife flashing with silver lightning appeared in his hand, on the blade.

Five talismans appeared there, and bursts of violent aura slowly spread out from them. Holding the big sword tightly, Tie Zhan slashed at Murong Shan's iron-like fist.

The Heavenly Thunder Crazy Sword, the Five-Seal Talisman Weapon.

The figure quickly retreated, looking at Tie Zhan's sword with thunder surging around it, a smile flashed on Murong Shan's face.

"Have you finally started to use your trump card?" He murmured to himself in a low voice. Looking at the pale-faced Tie Zhan, Murong Shan also grinned.

"Is this the Heavenly Thunder Crazy Sword? It's really powerful, but I don't know which one is more powerful, my Demon Control Silver Spear." Looking at the silver sword, Han Chen was also a little moved. No wonder this iron sword door can be here.

Qinggang City and Murong Mansion have the strength to compete.

"Haha, little guy, your Demon-Controlling Silver Spear is the best among the Five Seal Spirit Talisman weapons. Although Tie Zhan's Sky Thunder Crazy Sword is of good quality, it is not as good as the Demon-Controlling Silver Spear." Old Ling's voice sounded.

Appeared, dispelling Han Chen's doubts.

Nodding lightly in his heart, Han Chen did not ask any more questions. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Murong Shan. He knew that the latter would also use his trump card now.

When Han Chen thought like this, a smile burst out on Murong Shan's face, he laughed loudly, looked at Tie Zhan, and said: "Okay, in that case, let's fight quickly, my Black Gold Zhan

The ax has not been used for a long time. Now let him settle the grievances we have only seen. After today, there will be only one left from both of us." As he spoke, a smile flashed at the corner of Murong Shan's mouth, and he gave a light drink.
Chapter completed!