After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The ninth day.

There were huge crowds of people under the arena, all gathered here to watch the final.

After all, they don't know the true value of the key, so they are gathered here just for fun.

I just want to see how strong the two groups are in the final showdown, that's all.

The teams competing for the top spot are Team 81 and Team 2.

Puran, Yu Zhixu vs Fu Chen, He An

Both teams defeated the enemy in seconds with unbelievable strength and met in the finals easily. Now the place is full of people, and they are excited to see the final showdown between the strongest.

Competition (x)

Fighting (√)

Although the rules of the competition are that the result can be determined as long as one side admits defeat, it is clear that Puran and Fu Chen are the kind of people who would never say the three words "I admit defeat".

What they want is to kill each other.

Today we must shed blood and put an end to it.

In the waiting area, Yu Zhixu stopped waving his feather fan. He looked at the girl who was silent and just carefully wiping the sword, with a flickering light in his eyes.

Pu Ran saw his own eyes reflected in the snow-white sword, and his emotions were as deep and unfathomable as thick ink.

Information is shared within the sect, so Pu Ran naturally already knew the true identity of the man with the bone Buddhist beads.

Fu Chen.

Now that Fu Chen has joined the battle, it means that the person who controls the fifth senior brother is not on Suikong's side. Otherwise, wouldn't it be enough to give the key directly to Fu Chen? Why bother with making such a fuss and holding a competition?

Or maybe...

The purpose of the person behind the scenes organizing this competition is just to watch her and Fu Chen fight each other?

"Team Eighty-One versus Team Two, both parties are invited to enter!"

With a "dong" sound, the gongs and drums sounded.

Pu Ran's expression froze, and in the blink of an eye he suppressed the thoughts in his mind.

If this is really the purpose, then congratulations.

You got what you wanted.

She and Fu Chen will definitely end up with one dying and the other living.

"Hello, Yu Zhixu."

"Ok?"

"The opponent is very strong, are you afraid?"

This question made him slightly startled, and then he found it funny, so he tapped the girl's head with his feather fan.

"What am I afraid of? I have you here."

He added with a smile: "If it's really dangerous, just hold me in front of you. I'm still valuable. They don't dare to hurt me."

Puran rejected it: "No need."

Yu Zhixu wondered: "Then why did you bring me here?"

Isn't it used to threaten the enemy?

"I brought you here just to piss him off. He just couldn't get what he wanted. Not only did you insist on standing on my side, but the Xuanyuan Sword also fell into my hands. I must have pissed him off to death."

Yu Zhixu: “…”

Do I have to stand on your side?

You childish ghost.

I never thought that your purpose in bringing me here would be so simple.

You know what, Fu Chen was really pissed off by her, his face looked gloomy.

He also couldn't understand how any important person could be connected to Helian Ran. Previous intelligence didn't say that this person had any dealings with Qingxuan Zuo Xiang Yu Zhixu.

No, but encountering such things depends entirely on fate. Isn’t that frustrating?

Annoying.

So Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, brewing a terrifying murderous intent.

The four of them walked onto the stage, and the audience held their breath nervously, not even daring to swallow their saliva, until -

"Game start!"

In an instant the cloth bag fell to the ground, revealing the true appearance of the Xuanyuan Sword. When it was unsheathed, it shone brightly with golden light, and the sword body engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and grass caused an uproar.

There was a mixed crowd among the spectators, and it was inevitable that some connoisseurs recognized this magical weapon.

Xuanyuan Sword!

The Xuan-Yuan Sword has the same status as the Imperial Seal, and whoever obtains it is eligible to be king!

The eyes of the people below became greedy and eager, and several brave ones even jumped onto the stage to snatch it.

"Zheng——"

Pu Ran and Fu Chen, one in the east and the other in the west, moved and collided like towering green mountains. The two swords clashed fiercely, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Bam—"

The terrifying force of wind that could destroy the world blew several people who rushed onto the stage hundreds of meters away. They were like falling off a cliff and being crushed into mud. Their internal organs could not withstand the twisted energy and they vomited blood and lost the ability to move.

The group of people watching below were frightened, knowing how strong the two people on the stage were, and they couldn't defeat them both at the same time.

"Be careful!!!"

Yu Zhixu was protected by Pu Ran's spiritual power in the rear and was not affected much, so he also had the opportunity to observe the enemy's movements.

The man named He An suddenly appeared behind Pu Ran like a ghost, silently and stabbed him with his sword.

Yu Zhixu shouted anxiously, fearing that Shitou would not be able to defend himself in time.

But he forgot that Shi Tou was almost flawless in what she did, not reckless or arrogant. Now she even dared to bring a mere soy sauce bottle like him onto the stage, and she was sure to win when she fought two people at once. This was a decision she made entirely based on her own strength level.

She slept in the Buddhist cave for a long time, in the palm of the Buddha, which was where she should have been.

Here, she can better concentrate her spiritual power, and her upper limit is constantly increasing.

Until today, even though she used to be able to fight her on equal terms with her opponents, she is still not panicking even if she is facing Fu Chen, Helian Shi and Helian Dai at the same time.

In a flash, there was a loud "crack" and a huge crack appeared on the arena. No one dared to step forward where the Xuanyuan Sword passed. They all retreated and surrendered.

Pu Ran knew that Fu Chen, like Ji Changzheng at that time, could only use his inner strength to steady the sword so that it would not be broken by a single blow from the Xuanyuan Sword.

Maintained by his inner strength, he has become one with the sword. If the sword breaks, he will die.

"Fu Chen."

The wild gale, the ferocious sound of the sword, the buildings that were torn apart, and the huge roar made the girl's voice like a loud bell, as if it came from the clouds in the sky. Strangely, Fu Chen heard it clearly at once.

"I have three questions."

The Five Emperors' Coins hanging around her waist jingled. At the same time, the bone Buddhist beads made up of 108 brow bones around Fu Chen's neck were also shaking wildly.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

The sword was as sharp as a rainbow, so soul-stirring and moving, the crowd fled in panic, and the place had been razed to the ground.

Fu Chen swallowed the blood in his throat and glared at her with a sinister and unyielding look.

Pu Ran raised his hand in front of him, and suddenly a terrifying spiritual power like a tidal wave burst out from his fair white palm, like a huge torrent that could only be swept away. Fu Chen was thrown several meters away, and the sword was covered with cracks.

She walked towards the man lying on the ground and asked:

"Do you regret slaughtering Zong Zheng?"

Fu Chen seemed to have heard a huge joke. He spat out a mouthful of blood and spoke harshly:

"I don't regret it!"

Pu Ran drew the Xuan-Yuan Sword, and the sword flowers flashed sharply. His brows and eyes showed a tranquility without any sadness or joy, and a bit of solemnity.

"You caused chaos in four countries, manipulated the royal family, and fought in the Jade Tripod. Do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it!"

He slapped the ground with his palm, and the wild internal energy brought up a terrifying cyclone. The long sword shook and was caught by him with one hand. The feminine face was hidden in the blood, and the ink-black eyes were as firm as ever.

Fu Chen never wavered in what he did.

His back was as straight as a pine tree, his moves were as swift as the wind, and his bone Buddhist beads were shaking violently.

Pu Ran stopped and raised his sword:

"One last question. After all the planning, the final result is not what you wanted. Do you regret it?"

"Ah."

Fu Chen mobilized all his internal strength, his eyes sneered: "I, don't, regret it!"

"it is good."

Pu Ran responded.

Ask three questions and don’t regret.

Now, let’s end it.

Thick dark clouds suddenly appeared in the clear sky, and thunder rumbled and shone brightly, as if turning into a golden lightning that shattered all the filth in the world.

"boom--"

"Snapped--"

One sword can cut through mountains and rivers.

Broken bone beads scattered all over the ground, and Fu Chen's body fell to the ground with a bang like a collapsed green mountain, and fell asleep forever.

Zong Zhengyan once said: I changed destiny with my blood, and my clan's blood debt was finally repaid.

No one can defeat Fu Chen, so I use my blood to change this destiny, and ask God to grant me grace, to settle the disputes in this world, and to settle my blood hatred.

I am willing to sacrifice my life, every word I say is tragic, every oath I swear is bloody and I sob, I beg God to have mercy on me and send down the man destined for me.

Zongzheng, child of God.

God has mercy on us, and Buddha has shown us grace.

So, Pu Ran came.