Supreme Divine Book

When these simple words came out of Han Chen's mouth, the entire audience immediately burst into chaos and disorder.    

In the midst of their shock, those people who had cast looks of disdain and mockery at Han Chen all shut their mouths obediently. However, they did not dare to say a single word more.    

"Boom!"    

Everyone below was stirred, all of their eyes that were looking at Han Chen were filled with shock.    

Just who was this person?    

What kind of background did he have?    

Near East's youngest Sword Saint had completely lost face this time. Ji Tan's face changed again and again, staring at Han Chen sinisterly.    

"Who the hell are you?"    

"Ordinary people." Han Chen smiled indifferently, then moved the Skylight Sword away from the other party's throat. Then, he walked towards the young man who was selling Flowing Blossom Grass at the other side, crouched down, and grabbed the Flowing Blossom Grass in his hands.    

"Young Master Ji will help me pay."    

After he finished speaking, Han Chen nodded slightly towards the young man and turned around, bringing with him the Flowing Firmament Grass.    

Ji Tan was so angry that his teeth itched and his eyes almost spouted fire.    

Feeling the gazes that were filled with different meanings from the surroundings, Ji Tan bit his teeth and swept a fierce glance over Han Chen. Then, he shouted to the group of Ji Clan geniuses behind him. "Let's go."    

Just as Ji Tan was about to turn around, a cold voice came out from behind.    

"Before we leave, I'll first pay the money for the Flowing Blossom Grass."    

Everyone was startled, and they all shot their gazes towards the young man that sat on the ground.    

From the very beginning, he explained to the crowd what it meant to be as unmoving as a mountain. From start to finish, his expression had been extremely calm, and even when Han Chen had retreated by a single sword strike, he had yet to open his eyes.    

A mature and stable aura that didn't match his age was emitted from his body.    

Ji Tan was still fuming, the young man's words were adding oil to the fire.    

"Bastard thing, will I leave your saint artifact behind? "After a period of time, you go to the Ji Clan and find me."    

When Ji Tan said this, everyone present knew that they would definitely not be able to get their hands on the five saint artifacts.    

The opening of the Desolate Sacred Ruins was imminent, and in the near future, who would return to the Near East.    

But if everyone came out of the Desolate Holy Land, would Ji Tan even admit to it?    

In reality, Ji Tan never thought of using the Holy Equipment to exchange for his opponent's Flowing Ying Grass. Even in the beginning, he had wanted to use the same method to obtain the Flowing Ying Grass, and then make a promise for the young man to go to the Ji Clan when the time came to ask for the sacred artifact.    

However, anyone with a brain would understand. It was difficult to reach out and ask the Ji Clan for something.    

However, facing Ji Tan's angry roar, the young man's expression did not change at all, "Trading is not a credit, after you take my things, you have to pay the bill."    

"Humph!"    

Ji Tan sneered, waved his sleeves, pointed at Han Chen and the others, and said, "Then the one you are holding is him, not me. If you want to find him, hmph, let's go."    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Just as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly opened his eyes. Those deep eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life of a mature man. A cold light flashed in his deep, ancient eyes.    

"Swoosh!"    

The air slightly trembled, and before everyone's eyes, a silver light flashed, and in the next moment, the man was right in front of Ji Tan.    

Ji Tan's pupils contracted tightly. Before he even had the chance to react, he felt a chill at the back of his throat as a dangerous aura swept over him like floodwaters.    

The hearts of everyone in the arena slowed as their eyes widened, as cold as cicadas.    

Only to see that Ji Tan's throat was actually being pressed back by a sharp sword, while the blade with the hilt was actually held tightly in the man's hand.    

"Hmph, your sword techniques are indeed weak, Near East's youngest Sword Saint? "Hehe, not even one hit."    

"Boom!"    

Each word was like a needle piercing the eardrums of everyone nearby.    

The incomparably shocking scene from before once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes. And this time, it was even more shocking than when Han Chen unleashed his sword strike earlier.    

"Hiss!"    

The crowd couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Shock filled their faces.    

Even Han Chen was stunned, the opponent's sword technique was not any weaker than his own.    

The world was big, like crouching tigers and hidden dragons.    

That seemingly ordinary person was the Venerable One of the Hidden Sword.    

Yan Wu, Xue Xi, Qiao Feilin, Shen Yu, Mu Tianen and the rest looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.    

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the renowned youngest Sword Saint had his throat stabbed with a sword twice. This was truly quite comical.    

Ji Tan did not have a single bit of temper left, he could feel the indifference in the other party's eyes, and forcefully swallowed down the words that were about to escape his mouth.    

"Bring me what I want and you can go." The man calmly said.    

"You?"    

The feeling of having a sword pressed against one's throat was not easy to bear, especially in front of so many people. Ji Tan was both shocked and furious, anger almost rushing to his brain.    

However, for now, he could only admit defeat. Forcefully suppressing the rage in his heart, he retrieved a storage ring and threw it to the other party.    

"Here are five high-grade saint artifacts."    

"Ta!"    

The man casually received the storage ring. Without even examining it, he casually tossed it into his bracelet of holding. With a move of his palm, the sword disappeared.    

Ji Tan suddenly felt his throat relax, his chest moving up and down violently, as he panted heavily.    

The hearts of the Ji Clan's geniuses and the surrounding crowd were finally set at rest. The scene just now really made them feel fear and trepidation.    

"Senior Brother Ji Tan, how are you?"    

"Are you alright? Senior Brother Ji Tan. "    

"Scram."    

Ji Tan pushed the people behind him away and glared fiercely at Han Chen and the man, "Let's go."    

Finished, Ji Tan flung his sleeves fiercely, holding back his anger, he brought the Ji Clan members and left in a rage.    

After the liveliness ended, the surrounding crowd slowly dispersed as they discussed amongst themselves.    

When they turned around, everyone's eyes would inevitably turn to look at Han Chen and the man a few more times.    

Within a single day, three Sword Sovereigns appeared.    

If this matter got out, it would cause quite a sensation.    

The young man turned his gaze towards Han Chen, and said with interest, "If there's a chance, I would actually like to spar with you."    

"Hur hur." Han Chen smiled and cupped his fists towards the other party, "I will always accompany you."    

The man nodded and made a gesture, "Goodbye!"    

"Goodbye."    

The young man turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the crowd.    

"This guy is really cool!" Mu Tianen shook his head and said.    

"I think he looks familiar." Ming Ruo suddenly said.    

"I also think I've seen this person somewhere before." Shen Yu also agreed, and said.    

Hm?    

The words that came out of Ming Ruo's and Shen Yu's mouth at the same time, stunned everyone else. Familiar? You've seen it before?    

Are you for real?    

However, seeing that the two of them didn't seem to be joking, the crowd became even more confused.    

The corner of Han Chen's eyes congealed. If it was Ming Ruo or Shen Yu who thought that person looked familiar, then it was nothing much. This world was big, and there were a lot of people who looked alike.    

However, the two of them felt that it was a little strange that they had met each other somewhere before.    

But strangely, Ming Ruo and Shen Yu didn't know each other before, and the only thing they had in common was that they both came from the Mystical Peak in the past.