"But the key is that I clearly saw that in this competition, the winner was clearly Xiao Feng! Then why did His Highness Chu Ling forcibly take away Xiao Feng's position as the Lord of the Ninth Heaven?" Han Shen continued to negotiate with Chu Ling. Moreover, there was no trace of fear on Han Shen's face.

"Han Shen... do you want to rebel?" Chu Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and some glimmers kept flashing in his eyes.

"I dare not, I dare not! I just hope that your highness, just don't use your power for personal gain. After all, things like this are passed on to it, it may not be a good thing." Han Shen said slowly, and at the same time, in one palm, it appeared instantly, a jade slip flashing with golden light. In fact, this is a jade slip directly to the top leaders of the Fighting God Alliance. After seeing this golden jade slip, Chu Ling suddenly changed his expression on his cheeks.

"Haha... good, Han Gan! So, since that's the case, let these juniors fight by themselves in an open and fair situation. Isn't their battle completely over yet?" Chu Ling said as he patted Chen Li's shoulder with heavy force. Then, the aura emitted from Chen Li's figure began again, and rose step by step at a crazy speed. If compared with before, it would be nearly several times stronger.

Whoosh!

At this moment, standing behind Xiao Yan's figure, there were a large number of black ghosts. The number was at least magnificent, at least, nearly 10,000.

"This is...the ghost rider!"

Han Shen, who was next to him, always had an indifferent smile on his face, then looked at Chu Ling's figure, then shrugged casually, and spread his hands as if he was indifferent: "Okay, let's start now, let's hold a completely open and fair competition!"

"Yes!! General!"

There were ten thousand ghost knights standing straight behind Xiao Yan, emitting a gloomy and cold aura, and the magnificent and mighty voice resounded in unison in the ninth heaven. In a sudden, Xiao Yan was so scared that he shrunk slightly and his neck.

"Good you, Han Shen! It seems that you have made up your mind to do the opposite of me today!" At this time, Chu Ling's expression also changed slightly. Although his identity was the Lord of the Eighth Heaven's Palace. However, he was just an ordinary Lord of the Palace, that is, the No. 8th Heaven's Heaven's strength ranking. Therefore, in his hands, he did not have any right to use troops.

Moreover, this ghost knight is not an ordinary warrior. They always have an immortal body. Therefore, in actual combat, even if he uses his slackness to solve them all, it is still a very difficult thing.

"I dare not, I dare not! I just want an open and fair competition environment. I hope your highness will not be favoritism or fraud." Han Shen smiled and raised his hand slightly to Chu Ling opposite him and hugged his fists. After hearing this, Chu Ling paused silently for a second, but he couldn't find any decent reason to refute Han Shen. So after thinking about it, Chu Ling had to pat him slightly again, Chen Li's shoulders and arms, and then completely deprived the power he had just given Chen Li.

"Is it OK now?" Chu Ling's eyes were very cold. He looked at Han Shen's figure and asked back.

"Of course this is OK...but as far as I know, in the last round of the Palace Master's battle in the ninth heaven, the last round of the Palace Master's struggle must be below the God of Fighting, so in the meantime, Chen Li's strength has already broken through to the God of Fighting, so in a strict sense, even if he wins in the end, he is not qualified to serve as the Palace Master."

"So from the perspective of openness and justice, the position of the palace master in the ninth heaven should belong to Xiao Feng, which is what everyone hopes for." Han Shen directly, with a faint smile on his face, and in the end, he quietly made Xiao Yan regain the name of the palace master from Chen Li.

Chu Ling was also slightly stunned. Then, on his face, a gloomy and cold look appeared. Now in the ninth heaven, all the people were watching everything that happened here.

When Chu Ling's eyes quickly glanced and touched there, nearly 10,000 people, the moment the ghost knight's figure was still involuntarily, and a little fear appeared on his cheek.

"Hmph! Good, Han Shen! I, Chu Ling, have all the things I have done today! Chen Li, you should leave here with me. It doesn't have any practical significance to stay here." Finally, Chu Ling waved his hand quickly. Now he has reached this point. He knows very well that as long as Han Shen is here today, Chen Li will not be the Lord of the Ninth Heaven no matter what.

Chen Li was the same, following the Eighth Prince Chu Ling, extremely obedient, nodding slowly, not daring to have any intention of disobeying his orders, and then followed Chu Ling's steps and prepared to leave.

"Can you wait a moment? Brother Chen Li and I have not decided a winner until now. If we leave easily, we will lose our face. Do you think it is, Brother Chen Li?" Xiao Yan's voice suddenly seized the last opportunity and slowly rang in the ears of the three people.

When Han Shen heard Xiao Yan's words, he was stunned and felt very confused. He didn't understand why. Because he had already passed, he had won Chu Ling's concession after a confrontation with the Eighth Prince, which not only helped Xiao Yan regain the position of the Palace Master, but also was also exempted. This battle was completely unfair for him now, but Xiao Yan insisted on fighting against Chen Li without any hesitation.

If you know that there is nothing between the Fighting God and the Fighting Immortal, there is nothing that can be compared. Once Chen Li exerts all his strength, even the Fighting God who has just broken through is far from a mere Fighting Immortal, who can barely compete with it.
Chapter completed!