That battle back then inspired many young warriors of the Holy Martial Sect.

Wu Zhantian, not more than 30 years old, but his cultivation base can be raised to the terrifying height of a semi-saint, and his combat power is infinitely close to that of a saint. In the hearts of many young warriors, he is like a monstrous existence.

The moment Wu Zhantian came to the square, his eyes suddenly fell on Zhuo Wen in the center of the square. His sharp eyes, like a falcon, burst out with blazing light, like a lighthouse on the sea at night.

Wu Zhantian only stayed on Zhuo Wen's body for three breaths, then turned around naturally, and came to the Great Elder step by step steadily.

"elder brother!"

Wu Yerong immediately came to Wu Zhantian's side, her hands naturally encircled Wu Zhantian's right arm, and there was a trace of grievance in her beautiful eyes.

"Coconut, your face?"

Wu Zhantian's face was stunned, he stretched out his right hand, gently caressing Wu Yerong's protruding face, surges of surging power of law poured out, and the latter's protruding face gradually recovered.

"Brother, it's all because of that little bastard. He actually slapped me. Ever since I was a child, neither you nor your father has ever done that." Wu Yerong complained with extreme aggrievedness.

"Slap your face?"

Wu Zhantian's eyes turned cold, and a faint murderous intent burst out suddenly. In an instant, the entire square was filled with extremely fierce murderous intent.

This murderous aura is very cold, so cold that it makes people feel cold all over.

"You did a good job, you slapped my sister, and now you come to the gate of my Holy Martial Sect and clamor to challenge me. You are very arrogant and arrogant."

Wu Zhantian's eyes fell on Zhuo Wen again, and he spoke word by word, and the voice carried Sen Han's killing intent.

"You are going to challenge me today, and I, Wu Zhantian, will accept it, but this battle is a matter of life and death."

As he said that, Wu Zhantian jumped up and suddenly fell on the square, only to hear the bang, the moment Wu Zhantian landed on the ground, the whole square trembled violently.

An invisible ring-shaped air wave, with Wu Zhantian as the center, diffused in all directions, and the warriors who got close all retreated back and forth with horror in their eyes.

"A battle of life and death! Wu Zhantian actually intends to fight to the death."

Many warriors around were in an uproar, and everyone knew that Wu Zhantian was really angry.

General challenges and sparring are all point-and-shoot, but life-and-death battles are different. Once the battle starts, it will never stop.

In challenges, fighters rarely use such extreme methods as life and death battles, but Wu Zhantian did. Obviously, he was really angry this time.

"Will this He Wen accept this life-and-death battle?" The eyes of countless warriors around fell on Zhuo Wen.

Even the Great Elder smiled, looking at Zhuo Wen, no matter whether the young man in front of him accepts the life-and-death battle or not, it is impossible to leave Shengwuzong alive today.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhuo Wen smiled and said, "Accept!"

"A lot of courage!"

The Great Elder's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense when he uttered these words.

Since He Wen accepted the life-and-death battle so consciously, he didn't have to do some small tricks behind his back, because this son would definitely die.

"I really accepted the battle of life and death. This He Wen is really brave. Once you lose this battle, you will die."

Everyone in the square was also startled, but they didn't expect that He Wen really accepted this life-and-death battle.

Wu Zhantian licked his lips, showing a cruel smile, and said: "It seems that you are very confident in yourself!"

"It's not a question of self-confidence, but that you will definitely lose." Zhuo Wen said lightly.

Wu Zhantian squinted his eyes and stepped on the ground with his right foot. Cracks began to appear on the ground of the square. He said loudly: "The rest of the people all retreated outside the square. I will not be responsible if they are killed by the battle."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the square stared blankly, and they left the square one after another.

Wu Zhantian had spoken, and everyone had to listen. After all, this battle was a battle between two semi-saints, and the aftermath must be extremely terrifying and powerful. If the cultivation base is insufficient, it is likely to fall due to the aftermath.

In an instant, the huge square became extremely deserted and sparse, leaving only Zhuo Wen and Wu Zhantian facing each other far away.

At the same time, at the top of the central palace of Shengwuzong, a stalwart figure slowly stepped out and came to the platform. His sharp eyes fell on the square through the void.

"It's really strange that someone actually challenges Zhan Tian, ??but this kid's talent is pretty good, and it's really rare to be able to cultivate to a semi-sage at this age."

If Zhuo Wen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this stalwart figure was none other than Marquis Wu, one of the six saints who besieged Canglong Temple back then.

"However, Zhan Tian basically won't have any survivors. What a pity for such a genius."

... JrNovels.com