"Oh! It's interesting that some strength is hidden. " Jinfeng Holy Son distinguishes his strength according to what the holy snake sees and hears. For example, Yin demon sect and Bishui lingzong jointly killed the holy snake elder. This scene was seen by the holy snake who sent the letter and told him that ye Chen is only equivalent to ordinary spiritual sea power, which is not very outstanding. At this moment, his strength immediately doubled without attention.

After looking around, the son of Jin Feng said, "you should have no problem with the two people who killed the elder snake!"

"Don't worry, son. I'll let sang Qing have no return."

The sacrificial elder in the left hand showed a sneer on his face. The son of Jinfeng is the son of the Holy Family of billows. He has no choice in talent and understanding, and has great potential, which he can't compare with. Therefore, in terms of strength, although he is not inferior to the son of Jinfeng, he is much worse in terms of identity. In the family, the son and the daughter are generally only under the patriarch and have a noble status.

"My Boyan will kill them, too." The sacrificial elder in his right hand stared at the blue water lingzong.

Jinfeng Shengzi nodded, "good, let's do it!"

Hearing the speech, the sacrificial elder named sang Qing jumped at the demon sect. His mind moved. He condensed an invisible and qualitative thought armor on his body. In his left hand, he held a silver shield and in his right hand, he was a three pointed and two edged gun. Although underground humans do not practice Zhenyuan, because they also practice forging skills, an individual has a strong spirit and runs as fast as thunder, It's like an ancient mammoth rushing towards each other at full speed.

"I don't know what to do!" As soon as the right hand of the Yinmo sect was tight, a four foot long machete appeared in his hand. The back of the machete was thick, the blade was thin, and the blade was long and narrow. With the wave of the right hand of the Yinmo sect, the cold light flashed away, and the air was immediately cut open, smooth as nothing.

Ding!

The two fought for the first time and were evenly matched.

"Your opponent is me." Seeing that sang Qing and the Yin demon sect started to move, Boyan was unwilling to fall behind. His hands were like casting a net and danced phantoms. At the next moment, the net of ideas shrouded the blue water lingzong, layer by layer.

The blue water lingzong's eyes narrowed, and the big jade spiral driven by the will of Wu Tao unfolded, guarded himself in the center, and let the net of ideas wrap him.

As for others, they have been fighting hard for a long time, but in comparison, underground humans still have the absolute advantage. In long-distance attack, the idea of underground humans plays an important role. The spear thrown can easily penetrate the body of the strong in the star extreme environment and fight at close range. The physical strength of underground humans is not comparable to that of the strong in the star extreme environment, just like a humanoid monster, The strength is incomparable. However, people from the outside world are not good for nothing. In terms of combat skills, underground humans can't catch up with them. They are not at the same level at all.

Murong Qingcheng's opponent is three underground humans. Unlike other underground humans, these three people are not in a hurry to take Murong Qingcheng's life. They seem to have any plans. Since Murong Qingcheng condensed the rudiment of martial spirit, they have been able to use martial will to increase all aspects of quality, but they can't make a quick decision in the face of intangible and qualitative ideas for a time.

"It's your honor to die in my hands." The son of Jin Feng walked to Ye Chen step by step and looked very relaxed. In his opinion, dealing with Ye Chen in person is already overqualified. He kills chickens with an ox knife, but he is idle and boring anyway. Why not have some fun.

Ye Chen doesn't understand each other's words, but it doesn't mean he can't see each other's small eyes. He stands still and his back is straight, like a sword, a sword about to come out of its scabbard. The fierce breath of a swordsman permeates all around.

The son of Jin Feng smiled coldly and suddenly raised his hand.

Pooh!

The invisible thought blade rubbed Ye Chen's neck and drew a crack nearly 100 meters long on the mountain. As for why he missed, it was not the mercy of the son of Jinfeng, but ye Chen's head deviated at the critical moment and narrowly avoided the attack.

"Not bad."

The son of the golden wind skimmed his mouth.

"You take my sword, too."

Ye Chen, regardless of what the other party doesn't understand, destroys the sword and immediately comes out of the scabbard. With a stroke from bottom to top, the sword is bright.

Boom!

Jinfeng Shengzi despised Ye Chen in the end. He didn't expect Ye Chen's sword speed to be so fast and unexpected. He had no time to dodge, so he had to arrange an indestructible idea barrier in front of him, and quickly thickened and widened.

The invisible sword light condensed by the destruction sword idea and the idea barrier hit together, the ground began to collapse and crack, and the broken trees around cracked with a bang and turned into fly ash. The son of Jin Feng himself was caught off guard and retreated for more than ten steps before dissolving the sword idea impact.

With a swing of the palm, the son of Jinfeng glanced at his left shoulder, where the golden fur was cut off, and the fine hair danced in front of him, and his face was very ugly.

"Well, you finally made me interested. I don't know how to stop the next move?" Jinfeng Shengzi's expression is a little dignified. Ye Chen is not as easy to solve as he imagined. Of course, he hasn't regarded Ye Chen as a strong enemy, but just a little more serious.

"Golden storm!"

As soon as the son of the golden wind opened his mouth and drank, the air in front was immediately expelled, and the blades of ideas shot out like a storm.

Jingle! The metal explosion sounded, and ye Chen defeated the thought blade one by one. Because the sword speed was too fast, it felt like he had three or four swords. In fact, he had at least seventeen swords, and each sword would cut off all the thought blades in a straight line“ Asshole, die! " The earth under his feet collapsed, and the golden wind son took a step forward. With this step, more thought blades were formed, and with one point as the center, he spun wildly to create a horizontal tornado composed of thought blades. The front end of the tornado was conical and impacted the leaf dust at high speed“ Sky thunder cut! " Holding the destruction sword with both hands, ye Chen pushed the most skilled and fierce sky thunder cut with the intention of destroying the sword. When he waved a sword, it was as if heaven and earth had been split. The horizontal tornado composed of the blade of thought split in two, making the attack of the golden wind Holy Son almost successful“ It's impossible. How could his sword be so strong? " The son of Jinfeng finally changed color. In the Holy Family of billows, he condensed the martial spirit as early as a year ago. When the martial spirit became a success, his will was equivalent to the great power of the spiritual sea in the outside world. After his will was used and turned into an idea, his aggressiveness increased several times, which was absolutely not inferior to the martial will of the master level. Ye Chen could stop him from hitting with all his strength, didn't he say that the opponent's sword intention, It's a master level sword meaning. It's incredible to have a master level sword meaning in my twenties. At least there are few such people in the history of the underground world( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.