Supreme Divine Book

Luo Po conjured a majestic and powerful aura and rushed towards Han Chen. While he was moving, his right arm was encircled by a layer of condensed white light, and the white light was rapidly converging onto the fist with a spiralling speed. The violent energy waves caused the space in a radius of dozens of meters to tremble.    

In less than the blink of an eye, Luo Po had already arrived in front of Han Chen.    

The expressions of the people of Seven Profound Peaks all changed, Luo Po's wild beast like vicious force, truly made people afraid.    

Han Chen's gaze turned serious as his left hand formed a palm. In the center of his palm, he grabbed towards the opponent's fist with a dark blue demonic flame.    

"Boom!"    

The fist and palm collided, and a muffled vibration sound exploded in the air. Han Chen's body trembled, and the stone tiles under his feet directly shattered. However, Han Chen stood at his original position, his legs were rooted to the ground, not moving an inch.    

"Huh?" Luo Po raised his brows as a trace of astonishment flashed across his face.    

"Hmph." Han Chen snorted lightly, with a thought, the blue demonic flame in his palm suddenly rose. "Boom!"    

How tyrannical was the might of a demonic flame?    

Suddenly, the smell of burnt clothes diffused into the air. Luo Po was startled, he raised one of his arms and shouted, "Bang!" The surging martial force burst out, directly dispersing the blue demonic flame on his arm.    

At the same time, Han Chen rushed forward and appeared in front of Luo Po in a flash, "Hiss!" Accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, a frigid and sharp white bone blade appeared in Luo Po's pupils.    

"Swish!"    

As the blood splattered in the air, the hearts of everyone present constricted, and their faces were filled with shock. In the scene just now, the martial elemental energy barrier outside of Luo Po's body was actually broken open by Han Chen. The clothes on the former's chest were cut apart along with his flesh, causing dark red blood to spill out.    

In that instant, the white light of the bone blade in Han Chen's right hand flashed, and it returned to its normal form as an arm. He opened his palm towards Luo Po, and a tyrannical devouring force suddenly condensed in the center of his palm.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

The black whirlpool of devouring caused the space to tremble violently. The blood in Luo Po's body unconsciously gathered towards the wound on his chest and turned into a blood arrow that shot out.    

The expressions of everyone present changed, and even Luo Po's expression changed. Raising his arm, he raised a palm and ruthlessly smashed it into Han Chen's right palm, and with a flash, he moved a hundred meters away.    

After a short exchange of blows, all of the surrounding Seven Profound Peaks disciples and Five Poisons Gate s were stunned.    

No one would have thought that not only did Han Chen have the upper hand, he had even left a bloody wound on Luo Po's body. If they hadn't personally witnessed this, no one would have believed that Han Chen could do it.    

"Well fought!" Wu Ling clenched his fists, and couldn't help but clap and cheer for Han Chen.    

Wang Zhaoyi, Li Tuo, and the others all could not help but feel a lot more excited. Amongst the Seven Profound Peaks's group, aside from the two brothers, Shang Beiliu was the only one who held deep hatred towards Han Chen, the rest of them only hoped that Han Chen would be able to have the last laugh.    

The expressions of the group of Five Poisons Gate disciples could not help but become a lot uglier. Today, they had finally won ten consecutive victories and swelled up Seven Profound Peaks's "face". He did not expect that Han Chen, who had come out of nowhere, would kill him in front of the crowd like a bolt of lightning. If he really managed to defeat Luo Po, all his previous efforts would have been in vain.    

"Hehehehe." Not only was Luo Po not angry, he revealed a sinister smile. He lightly touched the wound on his chest with his finger and sucked the blood that had stained it into his mouth.    

The people of Seven Profound Peaks frowned, secretly disgusted.    

"Not bad, you have a little qualification that is worth being cautious about." Luo Po laughed coldly as he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with his scarlet tongue.    

Han Chen looked at him coldly, then his legs moved, transforming into a blurry afterimage as he rushed out. "Don't be too proud, you might lose miserably."    

"Chi Chi!"    

The sound of thunder and lightning interweaved in the air. When Han Chen arrived in front of Luo Po, his entire body was covered with lightning arcs that were like silver snakes. The arcs of light interweaved and interweaved, as if he was wearing a silver armor.    

Han Chen raised his hand and punched out towards the opponent's head. The power of his fist caused the wind and thunder to roll.    

"Heh, I came at the right time." Luo Po laughed sinisterly, completely ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body, he welcomed Han Chen's punch with his own.    

"Bam!"    

The heavy explosion sounded like two claps of thunder as they met. Along with a powerful blast of air, the two of them separated. After retreating, they once again clashed head on with each other in terms of strength. The two of them were just like two fierce wild beasts fighting fiercely.    

A series of heavy tremors continuously exploded in the air. Deep craters were formed on the ground of the plaza inside the battle circle due to the powerful energy ripples.    

Everyone in the audience was dumbstruck. This was simply more ruthless than anyone else! It was a complete collision of power. He was fighting with his life on the line.    

Han Chen and Luo Po, if you punch me, I will kick you back. There were no gaudy moves, only the simplest of attacks.    

Han Chen's character was like this, you are more ruthless than me, then I will be more ruthless than you. If you are more arrogant than me, then I am even more arrogant than you. If you are more arrogant than me, then I will definitely be more arrogant than you.    

"Smelly brat, get down."    

The sinister look on Luo Po's face became even more prominent as he ruthlessly smashed his fist on Han Chen's chest. "Bam!" With a shout, Han Chen's body trembled, his throat became salty, and a stream of blood leaked out from his mouth. Immediately after, Han Chen's fist that was covered with lightning light heavily struck Luo Po's chest.    

"Boom!"    

Luo Po's wounds, which were bleeding profusely in the first place, started to bleed profusely. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.    

"The one who should be lying down is you." Han Chen roared out, the tip of his foot touching the ground as he leapt into the air. Violent energy gathered onto his arm, and with a "Chi Chi" sound, the dancing electrical light resembled an active lightning snake.    

Luo Po frowned, facing such a powerful attack, he became cautious. His figure moved along with him, flashing out into the sky.    

The lightning pillar fiercely struck the ground with a force of ten thousand pounds, and with a 'boom', an extremely strong explosive power burst forth from the ground. Layers and layers of stone bricks and dirt were shattered, and powerful silver shockwaves spread out like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind, and a thick layer of the dirt on the ground was swept away.    

"Whew!" Everyone in the audience couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, each and every one of them displaying an indescribable fear. This Han Chen was really secretive.    

"Brat, is that all you've got?"    

Luo Po, who was in mid air, looked down at him, a cold light flashed in his sinister eyes. Both of Luo Po's hands clasped together, and then separated. The thumb and forefinger of his hands pressed together, and suddenly, both of Luo Po's hands released a colourful brilliance.    

The beautiful rainbow light appeared in seven different colors after the rain, spreading out from Luo Po's hands, as though it was the rainbow colored cloud formed by the rainbow light.    

The Seven Profound Peaks's Li Tuo, Wang Zhaoyi, Wu Ling and the others couldn't help but frown, as their faces revealed a grave expression. From Luo Po's body, they could clearly feel a pressure that was not small. It seemed like he was going to use his killing move.    

Han Chen's eyes congealed, and under the shroud of resplendent lightning light, he rushed out like a bolt of lightning. You'll know whether or not it's just this bit of ability later. "    

"Heh heh, is that so?" Luo Po let out a strange laugh, and his hands continuously formed complicated hand seals. The seven-colored light became even stronger, and a terrifying aura spread out from the light.    

"Rainbow Green Edge, Heaven and Earth are damaged!"    

Suddenly, seven streaks of light flew out from the colorful brilliance. Looking carefully, they were actually seven small green swords, each of them had a different sheen to them, as if they had been immersed in a rainbow light. Under the holy light, they emitted an indescribable evil aura.    

"Seven small swords lined up in a row, like flying shuttles, tearing through the air, they flew towards Han Chen. Buzz! The air started to vibrate faintly, and streams of colorful air started to appear from the stomach of the little sword.    

This was a life-stealing weapon, and it emitted a terrifying, cold light.    

Han Chen did not dare to be careless. With a thought, the Skylight Sword appeared in his hand. The sword follows the heart, the heart reaches the sword. The Skylight Sword burst out with a resplendent golden light, with a swing of its sword, a hundred meter long substantial sword light rushed forth, slashing towards the seven small swords.    

"Boom!"    

The violent energy fluctuations produced a heavy explosion in the sky. When the 300-zhang long sword light came in contact with the seven small swords, it was like bean curd. It was shattered bit by bit and failed to form an effective defense.    

The expressions of the disciples of the Seven Profound Peaks became even uglier, their hearts hanging in their throats.    

"Hehe, stinky brat, my Seven-Colored Sword has drunk the blood of ninety-nine s. You're about to become the hundredth one."    

Amidst Luo Po's wanton laughter, the seven small swords arrived in front of Han Chen. Han Chen waved his sword, forming a layer of tyrannical sword aura in front of him. The tip of the sword met with the rainbow-colored little sword, cutting it open.    

"Ding Ding", a series of sparks flew in the air. Han Chen dodged and fought, but the Skylight Sword was able to accurately dodge the rainbow-coloured sword that was flying towards him.    

The sword was fast, but the man was even faster. The speed of Han Chen's movement was enough to stun everyone below.    

"What a fast sword!" Wang Zhaoyi's mouth slightly opened, her bright eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.