"The blade of the Eight God Swords is stronger and more violent than this one. It is unrestrained and unbridled, while this one is restrained and powerful. Before it is used, we have no idea how powerful it is."

This was not the first time Kong Fengjun found himself mistaken, and it was the same person.

Let me ask you, who in this world could have imagined that a person in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm could defeat a person in the Yuanying Realm Realm without using his most powerful swordsmanship?

Even if this Yuanying stage has just broken through, and the realm may not be stable enough, but whether it is spiritual power or strength, it is a qualitative leap compared to the Jindan Great Perfection. The two cannot be compared, and no one will believe it. It seems that Gao Han has done it, and he defeated Chai Chengyun in the Yuanying stage with only one sword. If there is no accident, Chai Chengyun should be useless.

Kong Fengjun stared at Gao Han without blinking, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Zhongli Tingzhou came to Gao Han, held his bloody hand, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Gao Han glanced at him, took out a hemostatic pill, and sprinkled it on him. The burst blood vessels in his arm stopped bleeding instantly.

“It hurt more when I was practicing than it does now,” he said.

"If I ask you not to practice in the future, is that realistic?" Zhongli Tingzhou looked at him and said.

Seeing that he still had the heart to joke, Gao Han asked, "I told you not to practice, do you think it's realistic?"

Zhongli Tingzhou tilted his head and smiled, "If I don't practice, how can I protect you in the future? Not only must I practice, but I must practice faster than I am now."

"What a coincidence, me too." Gao Han said as he grabbed a handful of top-grade spirit stones to restore his spiritual power.

Master Tiandao's swordsmanship was more powerful than the Eight Divine Swords. This single sword strike drained all of his spiritual energy, and several of his meridians were severely damaged.

No wonder Master Tiandao asked him to practice but never cared whether he could display it. If he didn't practice his meridians to a very tough level, it would remain the same in the future. As his cultivation became higher and higher, the power of his swordsmanship would become more and more powerful. If the practice of his meridians could not catch up, it would remain the same in the future, and the injury would even be more serious than it is now.

He has a lot of problems now, no less than Zhongli Tingzhou, but in order to become stronger, he can endure any hardship.

Seeing that he was fine, Zhongli Tingzhou walked towards Chai Chengyun.

The Jishang Sect's disciples finally reacted and immediately stood in front of Chai Chengyun, staring at him warily, "What do you want to do?"

They couldn't believe that Senior Brother Chai actually lost, as if God was playing a joke on them.

Senior Brother Chai is not only a genius, but also a Nascent Soul cultivator. Yet, he was defeated by a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.

The looks they gave Gao Han were filled with shock, fear, and a hint of horror. What kind of monster was this?

"Your Senior Brother Chai has been defeated. Isn't it time to fulfill his promise?" Zhongli Tingzhou said maliciously.

Everyone was stunned. Fulfill the promise, fulfill what promise?

When they reacted, they realized what the other party meant. Before the battle started, the other party's request was not for their resources, but that after Senior Brother Chai was defeated, they should say to him, "Chai Chengyun was defeated by Gao Han."

When Gao Han said this, no one took it seriously, because it was impossible for a Nascent Soul cultivator to lose to a middle Golden Core cultivator, and it was even more of a shame. Who knew that Senior Brother Chai not only lost, but lost so miserably.

"You can't escape even if you pretend to be unconscious." Zhongli Tingzhou's eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on Chai Chengyun who had his eyes closed and seemed unconscious.

"Don't go too far. Senior Brother Chai has been beaten like this by you, and you're still not satisfied?" Zhang Mingyang said with a gloomy face.

"Swords have no eyes, didn't he say that himself?" Zhongli Tingzhou's face suddenly darkened, "Or do you intend to go back on your word and not fulfill your promise?"

His eyes were a bit scary, and Zhang Mingyang actually felt like he couldn't look him in the eye. He lowered his head and glanced at the unconscious Senior Brother Chai, his eyes flickering, "Senior Brother Chai is seriously injured and unconscious, what evidence do you have that he is faking it?"

"It's not easy to wake up someone who's pretending to be unconscious."

His smile was so evil that the people of Jishang Sect didn't dare to let him get close to Chai Chengyun. "What do you want to do? You are not allowed to touch Brother Chai."

Zhongli Tingzhou ignored him and cast a condescending and indifferent look at the unconscious Chai Chengyun. Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from his fingertips and penetrated into Chai Chengyun's body at an extremely fast speed.

It was too late for Zhang Mingyang and the others to stop it. They watched helplessly as the white light disappeared into Senior Brother Chai's body. They were horrified and asked, "What did you do to Senior Brother Chai?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chai Chengyun suddenly opened his eyes, screamed, and rolled on the ground.

"Look, he's awake now." Zhongli Tingzhou smiled innocently.

In the eyes of Zhang Mingyang, Chai Chengyun and others, he looked like an evil demon.

"The Supreme Sect is a big sect, are they going to go back on their word?"

Chai Chengyun’s face froze.

Gao Han walked over and looked at him indifferently: "You can accept defeat if you are willing to gamble. You can also regret it, but soon everyone in Lingtian Continent will know the fact that the disciples of Jishang Sect are willing to gamble but not to admit defeat."

Chai Chengyun showed an angry expression, the most taboo thing in betting was not being able to afford to lose, not to mention that he was a famous genius, if this matter got out, not only would his reputation be damaged, but also Ji Shang Sect.

"Senior brother, he..." Zhang Mingyang said.

Chai Chengyun stopped him from continuing, took a deep breath, and said with a look of humiliation: "Chai Chengyun was defeated by Gao Han!"

Gao Han looked at him deeply, turned around and left. When he found that Zhongli Tingzhou had not caught up with him, he turned around and said, "Are you not leaving yet?"

"Is that it?" Zhongli Tingzhou asked back.

"There's nothing much to say to the defeated general." Gao Han said calmly.

Zhongli Tingzhou immediately smiled, "You are quite conscious."

As the two men were chatting, the faces of Chai Chengyun, Zhang Mingyang and other disciples of the Supreme Sect were becoming more and more ugly. They had never been humiliated like this before, especially Chai Chengyun. Before the fight, he thought that Gao Han looking down on him was the biggest humiliation, but he didn't expect that an even greater humiliation was yet to come.

"Senior Brother..." Zhang Mingyang and others looked at the angry Chai Chengyun worriedly. Just as they opened their mouths, they suddenly heard him say.

"Let's go too!"

After Chai Chengyun finished speaking, he turned around and left. He walked quickly and did not look like he was seriously injured, but only he knew how serious his injuries were.

Several people hurriedly followed.

"Junior sister, should we follow them?" He Yuyan suddenly asked.

"Forget it." Kong Fengjun shook his head, "Let's go too."

At the same time, until Gao Han and the people from other sects could no longer be seen, Chai Chengyun, who was walking in front, suddenly vomited blood.

"Brother, how are you?" Zhang Mingyang and others were shocked and rushed over to support him.

When they saw his breath weaken instantly and he was no longer as lively as before, they realized why he was in such a hurry to leave. It turned out that he could not hold on any longer.

Seeing how angry he was before, I thought Gao Han’s knife didn’t cause him much damage.

"Let's find a hidden place first." Chai Chengyun stuffed a large number of pills into his mouth with trembling hands. He didn't care what kind of pills they were, as long as they could have a therapeutic effect, he ate them all.

These pills quickly turned into healing energy and flowed through his body, but the healing energy was obviously not enough.

"Give me all the pills you have!" Chai Chengyun said anxiously.

Everyone quickly took out all the pills, and as soon as they were handed over, he stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them quickly.

The medicinal power turned into a large amount of energy, which assisted Chai Chengyun in expelling the sword energy from his body. Later, when the medicinal power was not enough, he ate those spiritual herbs raw. It took more than an hour, and he finally forced all the sword energy out of his body, but those meridians were almost damaged.

Seeing that he no longer took spiritual medicine and spiritual herbs and his injuries seemed to have stabilized, Zhang Mingyang asked, "Brother, what happened just now?"

"That sword is not simple. It has the same powerful destructive power as the Eight Sacred Swords." And it seems to be even stronger. Chai Chengyun's expression was uncertain. He was careless and thought that he could restrict Gao Han from using the Eight Sacred Swords. He didn't expect that Gao Han actually had another swordsmanship that seemed to be no weaker than the Eight Sacred Swords.

"As powerful as the Eight Divine Swords?" Zhang Mingyang was stunned. "Could it be that he broke his promise and actually defeated you, Brother, with the Eight Divine Swords of our Supreme Sect?"

"It's just a little similar." Chai Chengyun explained casually.

"What do you mean just a little similar? I think it's exactly like that. He must have secretly used the Eight Divine Swords and just changed the method. How despicable. I was wondering how he could defeat my senior brother with his cultivation level of a middle-stage Jindan. It turns out he still used the Eight Divine Swords!" Zhang Mingyang said angrily.

"Mingyang is right. Otherwise, how could he, a middle-stage Jindan, defeat Senior Brother Chai? It turns out there is such a trick here."

“Brother Chai was not defeated by him, but by the Eight Divine Swords of our Jishang Sect. Strictly speaking, it was not him who defeated Brother Chai. The truly powerful ones were the Eight Divine Swords of Jishang Sect!”

The others also thought they had realized the truth and their faces were filled with anger.

Chai Chengyun originally wanted to explain that this was not the case. He could feel that the sword technique used by Gao Han was probably not the Eight Gods Sword. But when he suddenly heard his words, his eyes flickered involuntarily and he swallowed back the words in his throat.

Yes, if he was defeated by the Eight Divine Swords of his own sect, then it would not count as his loss to Gao Han. Gao Han was despicable and shameless, and did not fulfill his promise and still used the Eight Divine Swords. He was the one who violated the rules first.

He had nothing to be ashamed of after being defeated by his own sect's powerful swordsmanship. This showed how powerful the Eight Divine Swords were.

After Chai Chengyun's self-encouragement, he gradually gave up the idea of ​​explaining. His silence made them mistakenly believe that he was right, and they believed more firmly that Gao Han was despicable and shameless, and that they had violated their promise.

However, because Chai Chengyun was seriously injured, the Jishang Sect lost the power to compete with other sects and had to find a secluded place to hide.

After they hid, Yuan Ran broke through.