Chapter 841

"Sure enough, you are a King-Zun."

Hearing Su Chen say this, the former sect master stopped; his eyes stared fixedly at Su Chen.

A pair of dark eyes were chilling, his skin wrinkled and thin.

Su Chen finally remembered what the former sect master looked like.

A skeleton.

Except for being able to speak, the former sect master had no trace of a living person.

"Brat, I see your strength is outstanding, how about becoming my disciple?"

The former sect master looked at Su Chen and suddenly said this.

"Hmm? Aren't we in a duel?" Su Chen hadn't reacted either.

"I see you are only a Ninth-Tier King-Sealer; if you duel with me, you will definitely lose."

The former sect master's voice finally had a human touch; this was arrogance.

He didn't take Su Chen seriously at all.

If he duels with him, Su Chen will definitely lose.

"I heard you stole my sect's Secret Realm; as long as you agree to be my disciple, the Secret Realm will be a gift, and I will let this matter pass."

The Jingshan Sect Master, lying on the ground, struggled to lift himself up and shouted loudly, "Master, what are you saying? This brat stole our sect's Secret Realm and is still deceiving us, he..."

"Shut up."

The former sect master didn't turn back, his voice extremely calm.

The Jingshan Sect Master didn't dare to speak, shrinking his shoulders and closing his mouth.

He was very afraid of the former sect master.

Su Chen reached this conclusion in his heart.

"How about it? As long as you agree to be my disciple, the matter of the Secret Realm will be let go; King-Zun experts are rare, and you have encountered one."

King-Zun experts are very strong.

Su Chen knew the gap between himself and a King-Zun.

He was two tiers behind the former sect master; in the eyes of others.

Su Chen would definitely lose.

Su Chen raised his head, his expression showing no fear, his eyes burning with a raging fire, and he raised his mouth, "Forgive me for refusing."

"If you don't agree, you die today."

The former sect master's frightening eyes did not move.

Su Chen nodded and assumed a fighting stance.

Dressed in white, his temperament was transcendent, his eyes full of light, "Then I will begin."

Some people would only be scared into fleeing when they meet an expert.

But Su Chen met it head-on.

Meeting strength with strength, strong against strong.

A life-and-death struggle.

"Fine, as you wish."

The audience in the city thought the previous battle was a grand duel, but after watching Su Chen and the former sect master's battle.

They felt the previous one was just a small trick.

Both used their full strength, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sky was gloomy.

Su Chen stood in the middle and threw out an attack.

The former sect master easily blocked it, his dark eyes motionless, and he raised his hand to release a huge fire.

The fireball wrapped in air, growing larger as it was thrown.

When it arrived, it almost left Su Chen with nowhere to go.

Everyone thought he couldn't dodge it.

The fireball hit the ground, the land collapsed, and the roaring sound continued to ring out.

The flames were continuous.

The entire city was filled with a scorching atmosphere.

Zhou Wang stared blankly at the battlefield, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Su Chen died just like that...

Zhou Wang didn't believe it; he stared at the battlefield with bloodthirsty eyes.

When the smoke cleared and he saw the scene inside, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Su Chen was not dead.

Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief, whispering to himself, "I knew it, how could Su Chen die so easily..."

He had higher and further directions to climb.

Su Chen stood in mid-air, unharmed; he was lifted by the wind.

His clothes were blown by the wind, his hair covered his eyes, and he looked down at the former sect master on the ground.

An expert is indeed an expert.

He almost didn't dodge that last strike.

"Brat, I didn't expect you to be better than I imagined."

The former sect master looked at Su Chen, his eyes flashing with strange light, his dark eyes flickering.

Like a skeleton barely maintaining a human form.

The former sect master cracked his dry mouth, opened it to reveal his teeth, and laughed crazily.

"Hahaha, good brat, good brat, your talent is so strong, you should be my disciple."

"No, I said, I refuse."

Su Chen did not suggest taking an expert as a master.

What he minded was being forced by others.

No one could control Su Chen.

Even an expert.

"Live if you become my disciple, die if you don't!"

The former sect master issued the final war challenge to Su Chen.

The divine soul power on his body became thicker and thicker, and many people could not bear it and fled in terror.

But Su Chen stood opposite him, not panicked at all, and shook his head flatly, "Even if you ask a hundred times, it's the same. I won't."

"Fine, then you die."

Suddenly, a fire ignited on the former sect master's body, and as time passed, his whole body was covered in fire.