Chapter 657 You Are Almost Dead

That sword slashed from top to bottom, as if it was a blade coming from the sky, trying to break the earth.

The weight of the blade caused the ground to shake, the arena cracked, and all the sword flowers stagnated.

boom!

The blade cut down, the sword flower collapsed, and the long sword was cut off.

puff!

The blade fell and hit Fan Dang's arm holding the sword, creating a bloody groove with bones visible deep inside.

Snapped!

At the same time, Fan Dang positioned Lu Chen and struck out with a palm, hitting Lu Chen's chest.

Lu Chen felt that his internal organs were churning, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. He could no longer cut the sky and had to withdraw the Green Scale Sword.

"Even if my sword is broken, I can still take your life!"

Fan Dang gritted his teeth and endured the pain, held the broken sword, locked onto Lu Chen, and stabbed out.

The only person who responded to Fan Dang was Lu Chen's two words: "Ze Tian!"

In an instant, Fan Dang's broken sword pierced Lu Chen's chest until it reached the bottom.

Lu Chen's blade slashed at Fan Dang's body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, creating a large gash and spreading blood all over the arena.

Because Lu Chen was seriously injured, this sword was not powerful, otherwise Fan Dang would definitely be killed.

Despite this, Fan Dang was seriously injured and was almost cut in two by the blade.

"Wow!"

There was a scream and everyone was shocked.

In the ring, the two sides fought fiercely, and even ended up in a situation where they both perished, leaving everyone dumbfounded and shocked.

Especially Lu Chen, who was only half a step into the Immortal Stage Realm, actually tied with Fan Dang, who was half a step into the God Refining Realm. It was really unbelievable.

Fan Dang is a whole level higher than Lu Chen, and he is quite qualified to win the championship!

But Fan Dang was stunned to be beaten like this by Lu Chen. How can anyone believe this?

It’s hard to believe it when you see it with your own eyes.

Lu Chen, there is a serious mismatch between his combat power and his realm. He is simply a super perverted freak!

In the Beast Taming Sect, many of the Beast Taming disciples had blue faces and pale lips, and were trembling.

These people have a good relationship with Wei Qingshan, and they were thinking about how to intercept and kill Lu Chen to take revenge after the competition.

But after seeing Lu Chen's fighting prowess, why would he take revenge?

They were almost pissed!

"Sun An, after entering the top ten, you have a chance to meet Lu Chen. Don't be careless and deal with it carefully!"

The elder of the Beast Taming Sect quickly reminded Sun An, fearing that this idiot would capsize the boat.

"Elder, don't worry, if I meet Lu Chen, I will go all out and not give him any chance!"

Sun An nodded and said, "However, I think Lu Chen has already exposed all his trump cards by now. He only has so much knife power. He can only threaten Fan Dang, but he can't threaten me."

"Fan Dang's combat power is still a little worse than mine. What's more, I still have battle beasts. Fan Dang can't compare with me, and Lu Chen can't be my opponent!"

Sun An is still full of confidence and despises Lu Chen.

At the Xuantian Dao Sect, all the Xuantian disciples' faces turned dark, including the chief core disciple participating in the competition!

Among them, the strongest one is naturally the chief core disciple, but they are not necessarily Fan Dang's opponents.

But Lu Chen beat Fan Dang into a dog-like state. Even if we both die together, without the corresponding fighting power, who will die with you?

This shows how outrageous Lu Chen’s combat power is!

If Lu Chen came to the core disciple academy, he would be the strongest one, and all the current chief core disciples would have to give way.

Before, they looked down on Lu Chen and laughed at him, but now their faces have been blackened.

Especially Elder Zhang, his face was the darkest, his body was trembling slightly, and he even felt cold under his breath.

Elder Zhang's brows have curled up, and he is praying silently in his heart: Lu Chen will be defeated, Lu Chen will be defeated, Lu Chen is dead!

If Lu Shen died and still won the fight, he would be in the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger Rankings. What would he do?

Keep your promise and cut it yourself?

Or break your promise and refuse to die?

It’s all very difficult!

Therefore, as far as he is concerned, Lu Chen is dead, don't win!

Several elders of the Wuliang Sect were very nervous. If they were not afraid of the powerful people in Central Continent, they would definitely go out to get people.

Fan Dang is very talented and has been promoted very quickly recently. He is the absolute martial arts genius of Wuliang Sect and is about to enter the realm of refining gods!

If Fan Dang dies, it will be the greatest loss to the Wuliang Sect!

As for the Fanatic Legion, they were equally nervous, but still calm, unlike those from the Wuliang Sect who were jumping up and down.

Mingyue's face turned ashen, and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes. If she hadn't been tightly held by Ruhua, she would have rushed onto the ring.

"Let me go, Lu Chen is dying!"

Mingyue almost burst into tears.

"Calm down, calm down, senior brother has the divine water in his hand, he can't die!"

The fat dragon next to him said so comfortingly.

Hearing the word Shenshui, Mingyue suddenly remembered that Lu Chen had the spirit essence liquid, and then her mood calmed down a lot, but she was still nervous.

After all, the spirit essence liquid is not a real divine water and cannot bring the dead back to life. If it is not suspended in one breath, it will not have any effect.

On the rostrum, Venerable Tang was no longer calm, and in a flash, he arrived on the ring.

It's such a pity that a martial arts prodigy with such potential like Lu Chen died like this. He wanted to interfere in the competition!

Standing on the ring, Venerable Tang glanced around and saw Fan Dang and Lu Chen separated by ten feet. Both sides were covered in blood. The situation did not look optimistic.

Fan Dang was on the verge of collapse and was desperately taking various elixirs. The wound had stopped bleeding, but the wound was still open. The injury was very serious and would not heal so quickly.

Lu Chen was even worse off. A broken sword was stuck in his body, piercing his entire body from front to back. He sat on the ground and gasped for breath. One hand was shaking as he held a crystal bottle and was pouring a drop into his mouth. He looked like he was about to fart.

"You are both equally strong and are about to die together. As long as you admit that it is a tie, I can give you a chance and let you fight with other contestants again."

Tang Zunzhe said majestically.

"I have no problem!"

Fan Dang agreed immediately. He had no choice but to agree. He had been stabbed twice, each one more severe than the other, and he had no fighting power.

Lu Chen's situation was worse than his, but he had not died yet, nor did he admit defeat, so he could not win!

More importantly, Tang Zunzhe showed up in person, and everyone had to give Tang Zunzhe face.

Tang Zunzhe was a strong man sent by Zhongzhou, with a very high status. Even the leaders of the various sects in the East Wilderness had to be respectful to Tang Zunzhe.

No matter what Tang Zunzhe thought and interfered with the competition, Fan Dang obeyed Tang Zunzhe's intentions.

Venerable Tang heaved a sigh of relief. Even Fan Dang, who had the upper hand, agreed to a draw. How could Lu Chen, who was dying, not agree?

"I object!"

A voice resounded throughout the field, shocking the whole audience.

After taking a handful of pills, Lu Chen slowly got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to pull out the broken sword from his chest, and threw it away a thousand or so miles away.

"You are almost dead. Venerable Tang gave you a chance to draw. That was your luck. Why do you object?"

Fan Dang said disdainfully.

"Your dog eyes saw that I was dying?"