Seeing outsiders brazenly fighting on their own home court, as a saint of the sect, he didn't say a word and even made a bet with others.
Just bet, the key is to lose the bet.
Isn't this the butt of a joke?
If word spreads, won't it bring disgrace to the world?
Therefore, the many Wuji Holy Land disciples felt humiliated. Amidst the ridicule of Mu Qing and others, they wished they could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
After Long Aotian defeated Hong Chou with two moves, he became even more proud.
He glanced around with an arrogant attitude, and finally his eyes fell on Su Chen, and said with a smile: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, this time you fell into the hands of my prince!"
As he said that, he also hooked his hand towards Su Chen.
The meaning is very obvious, whether to pay the holy stone or kowtow, let Su Chen choose to fulfill it.
"Hmph! This guy Su Chen is so ignorant!"
"He can't produce a hundred holy stones at all. In the end, our entire Wuji Holy Land will have to pay for it?"
"If he kneels down and kowtows, it will bring disgrace to our entire Wuji Holy Land!"
Hua Yunfeng's group of people were angrily criticizing below.
Many people were incited by them and stared at Su Chen on the stage with expressions of disdain and shame.
Even the elders who presided over and watched the ceremony were frowning and their faces were gloomy at this moment.
Under everyone's gaze, Su Chen finally spoke.
"It's just a hundred holy stones. There's no point in making such a small fuss."
Su Chen walked forward calmly, his mentality not affected at all, and even smiled and said to Long Aotian: "Dare you bet something big, a thousand holy stones!"
Hearing this, many people in Wuji Holy Land were speechless.
I feel that this Son's canonization ceremony is not a grand event to promote the prestige of our sect at all, it is simply a shameful farce.
But Long Aotian's eyes lit up.
Although he has a lot of money, he is still very excited about a thousand holy stones.
"Okay, what do you want to bet on?"
Long Aotian agreed immediately.
Since we want to win against Su Chen, we must win thoroughly, win happily, and avenge our previous shame!
And he is very confident that he has surpassed Su Chen now!
Su Chen did not answer directly, but walked to the center of the field and glanced at the contemporary geniuses from various forces such as Mu Qing.
"Looking at you, it seems like you all want to kill me, so I'll give you this chance!"
"Whether it's a one-on-one fight, a round-the-clock battle, or you two go together, it doesn't matter. But..."
At this point, Su Chen narrowed his eyes and said in a more serious tone: "In the battlefield, life and death don't matter!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on the scene.
"Arrogant!"
"What a loud tone!"
Mu Qing and other contemporary geniuses from various forces were furious.
Su Chen's remarks were simply contempt for them.
No! This is humiliating them!
Even the saints behind them frowned at this moment. Their fiery eyes looked around Su Chen, revealing a hint of coldness.
Not to mention them, even the Wuji Holy Land disciples felt that Su Chen was talking nonsense without knowing the meaning of it.
You must know that both Mu Qing and Hong Chou are already veteran talents of various major forces. They have made their own names in the world and have many proud achievements.
Which one is not a powerful semi-saint with great reputation and profound cultivation?
Although Hong Chou lost to Long Aotian, that was because Long Aotian's talent was so incredible that his own strength was not weak.
At least it is much stronger than Hua Yunfeng, Lei Yin and others. The moment he took action just now, all the disciples of Wuji Holy Land felt the huge gap of invincibility.
And the little sword saint Mu Qing of the Shenyin Holy Land, the blood-drinking sword demon of the Heavenly Demon Path, the armored tyrannosaurus of the Corpse Yin Sect... are even more unfathomable.
These people are far from comparable to the young geniuses Su Chen met in the Chosen Conference.
Among the young and powerful people below the Holy Path, there are only a few in the world who dare to say that they are better than them.
"You really don't know how to live or die!"
Hua Yunfeng sneered, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
Although he couldn't kill Su Chen and wash away the shame with blood, he could still let out a bad breath when he saw Su Chen's miserable death.
boom!
Suddenly, thousands of bloody lights ravaged the world, and the cold sword intent froze the entire wasteland.
A man wearing a black robe and carrying a bloody blade suddenly fell into the scene. The murderous aura that came with him made everyone around him take a breath and subconsciously closed their mouths.
"I heard that you have the body of a true dragon!"
"Just in time, my sword has been thirsty for a long time. Today I want to drink dragon blood!"
The black-robed swordsman said with a cold expression.
"It's the blood-drinking sword demon of the Heavenly Demon Path."
Mu Jingchen's eyes narrowed. As a sword cultivator, she also felt a strong threat from the other party.
"It is said that this person has a special bloodline. He is born with the sword and is connected by blood!"
"His knife is extremely bloodthirsty. The more blood he drinks, the sharper it becomes. Now it is comparable to a semi-holy weapon!"
Lu Changge said in a deep tone.
Even though he boasts that his talent is better than the opponent's, his background is now a bit shallow and he is no match for the opponent.
"Who are you?"
"I haven't said anything yet. It's your turn to jump out and scream. Go and cool off!"
Long Aotian swooped down and shouted aggressively.
He doesn't care about the long-established geniuses who have been famous for a long time, or the blood-drinking sword demon with a notorious reputation.
He is the most awesome person in the world, and the rest are just rubbish.
If there is one exception, it is Su Chen who once suppressed him.
And now, he wants to eliminate this exception.
Seeing that Long Aotian was about to fight with the Blood-Drinking Sword Demon again, Su Chen stretched out his hand to block his way.
"From now on, this is my battlefield!"
Su Chen gave a loud shout, then turned to Long Aotian and said, "The gambling has officially begun. A thousand holy stones, three moves to kill him!"
This is really shocking.
Even Long Aotian stared at Su Chen with an unbelievable look.
This blood-drinking sword demon was obviously stronger than Hong Chou in terms of sword intent and cultivation. He didn't even dare to say that he could win with three moves, let alone kill him.
Therefore, he did not believe that Su Chen could do it.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Long Aotian agreed and then stepped aside.
The Blood-Drinking Sword Demon ignored Long Aotian, just stared at Su Chen and said: "You said you don't care about life or death, now sign the life and death certificate."
He came here just to take Su Chen's life.
Now that Su Chen is seeking death on his own, this is exactly what he wants.
"No need, I want to kill you, and no one in the world can stop me!"
Su Chen's words almost broke the sky.
There were not only holy kings present, but also great saints who were second only to the emperor. Su Chen simply didn't take them seriously when he said this.
The saints' eyes turned cold. Although they maintained their identity and did not attack on the spot, there was murderous intent looming in their eyes.
"Blow, blow hard!"
"How arrogant you are now, how miserable your death will be later!"
Hua Yunfeng sneered.
