"Old man! Old man!" When Xiao Chen was in despair, he suddenly remembered something, and a light of hope appeared on his face.

"This time... I'm afraid we have encountered the greatest disaster." The old man's voice reached Xiao Chen's ears.

Xiao Chen looked overjoyed.

As long as the old man is still here, he still has a chance!

"Old man, I have to live!" Xiao Chen said urgently.

The old man was silent for a while and said: "Of course you can't die. If you die, I can't live...and you are an important part of our recovery plan."

"Then what should we do!? Daotian is already approaching us!" Xiao Chen felt a powerful aura approaching, and he became more and more anxious.

"Alas...this day will eventually come." The old man sighed and said.

"Old man!" As Fang Yu's breath approached, Xiao Chen became more and more panicked.

"Xiao Chen, remember, when you break through to the Nascent Soul stage, you must return to the ruins of our Ziyan Palace and activate our sect's sacred stone!" the old man reminded.

"I know, I know!" Xiao Chen replied.

"I will help you repair your bones and get rid of this Daotian. After that, you will meditate in seclusion and break through the Nascent Soul stage... Go to the ruins of Ziyan Palace to activate the sect's sacred stone, do you understand!?" The old man

He seemed worried and continued to remind.

"Understood!" Xiao Chen replied eagerly.

"This should be our last conversation." The old man stopped talking.

"Snapped!"

Then, the jade pendant around Xiao Chen's neck suddenly broke.

"Click, click, click..."

A crackling sound came from Xiao Chen's body again.

Those shattered bones are recovering at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly became pitch black, without any white at all.

And the consciousness belonging to Xiao Chen himself also disappeared.

…

Fang Yu landed on the ground and slowly walked towards the middle of the pit.

At this time, he felt an extremely powerful breath coming from the front.

This burst of breath has surpassed the Dan Formation stage, and even vaguely may even surpass the Nascent Soul stage.

"Have the things on you finally come out?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and walked forward.

"boom!"

Before Fang Yu could reach it, a raging storm erupted in front of him.

"You're really good at forcing me to come this far."

An old voice sounded in Fang Yu's ears.

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and looked forward.

A figure exuding black energy flashed out of the pit and rushed towards him.

This figure was like a black light, flashing in the air.

"boom!"

There was nothing in front of Fang Yu, but he suffered a heavy blow to the abdomen and flew upside down.

In the void, black light flashed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fang Yu's body made muffled sounds.

"boom!"

Then, a terrifying power burst out, blasting Fang Yu away.

"Boom!"

Fang Yu was hitting the Longwei Platform, and there was a loud noise.

The entire ground was like an earthquake, making people unsteady.

The battlefield between the two men returned to Longwei Terrace again.

At this time, the surrounding audience was already stunned.

Is this really a military competition?

The strength level of these two people seems to have already exceeded this level, right?

All the members of the participating teams were stunned at this time.

The fight between Xiao Chen and Daotian made their previous games meaningless.

Compared with these two people, their fight was as childish and boring as children playing house.

"Are today's young generation so evil..." Sitting in the seat, Luo Siguang's eyes widened and almost popped out of his head.

"It's not the younger generation of monsters...it's just the two of them who are monsters." Xia Heguang murmured at the side.

Xia Weiyu and Xia Tinghe, who were sitting next to Xia Heguang, were already dumbfounded.

Especially Xia Weiyu.

Thinking of Fang Yu's previous ridicule, she felt her cheeks burning.

…

In the sky, Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Fang Yu who was lying on the Longwei stage with cold eyes.

At this time, he looks like Xiao Chen, but in fact, he is the twelfth generation core disciple of Ziyan Palace, Wanlong!

He stretched out his hands and pinched an extremely complicated seal in the air.

At the same time, the aura on his body rose step by step.

And the surrounding air suddenly became heavy.

Next to Longwei Stage, the faces of the audience who had withdrawn nearly a hundred meters changed greatly.

They felt a force pressing on their shoulders!

Moreover, this power is still slowly increasing!

Many of the weaker people were already sitting on the ground, their faces were pale and they had difficulty breathing.

"This, this aura...has surpassed that of a Martial Saint! This is the aura of a Martial Saint!" someone exclaimed.

Hearing this sentence, everyone had nothing but horror on their faces!

Xiao Chen has actually entered the realm of Martial Saint!?

Isn’t this too evil?!

The Martial Saint who is only twenty-six years old!?

"Commanders, it's not safe here, move back quickly!" On the seats, the guards of the commanders rushed forward and escorted the commanders back.

Xia Heguang also stood up and pulled Xia Tinghe and Xia Weiyu back.

The surrounding air pressure is getting lower and lower, and many people are out of breath.

In mid-air, Xiao Chen's hands were still making secrets, and a black magic ball the size of a fist appeared in front of him.

Wan Long stared at Fang Yu on the ground, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

If it weren't for Fang Yu, he wouldn't have to use up his soul power to reach this point.

Before his soul power dissipates completely, he must deal with Fang Yu, Xiao Chen's opponent.

Otherwise, not only Xiao Chen will die, but also the recovery plan of Ziyan Palace will be disrupted!

"Who is this son? Ziyan Palace disappeared two thousand five hundred years ago. Why does he have such a strong hatred for Ziyan Palace?" Wan Long frowned and thought while condensing the magic sphere.

After a while, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart skipped a beat!

Could it be that person...

The man who caused their Purple Flame Palace to be destroyed!?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

It’s been two thousand and five hundred years! If that person hadn’t ascended to immortality, his lifespan would have been exhausted, and he would have been buried in the ground long ago!

However, when he thought of Fang Yu's powerful body and age, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

This uneasiness even affects his ability to continue condensing the magic sphere!

Wan Long immediately shook his head and put away the uneasiness in his heart.
To be continued...