Lin Kuo's violent drink was mixed with his invincible and withering blade, which was like a big knife. If it was split by this invisible big knife, even experts at the same level would be embarrassed and depressed.

"Hum!"

Ye Chen walked out step by step. The sharp killing sword collided with the invisible sword. The air crackled and the gravel hung in the air.

"Eh! This sword potential is not combined with the profound meaning. It is an attribute sword potential. "

Lin Kui looked surprised.

"In terms of momentum, I don't even lose the withered sword. The forest is withered." Haiboundless and Yanfeng looked at each other. They thought they underestimated Ye Chen.

"Have two sons!"

Lin Kuo sneered.

"Each other."

Ye Chen is not afraid of being oppressed by the opponent's sword. He is really not the opponent of kudao sect Lin Kuo in strength, but it is a dream to oppress him in momentum. His fourth level peak killing sword soul is comparable to the fifth level peak sword soul, and the sword potential emitted is also comparable to the fifth level peak sword potential, that is, the king's sword potential. Of course, this is only a unilateral comparison, If it is the real life and death realm, the king stands here, the momentum must be better than ye Chen. After all, the king is far better than ye Chen in the use of momentum.

"Ye Chen, dare to fight!"

Yu Wenjie is not surprised by Ye Chen's sword posture. He already knows from the ethnic population that ye Chen's achievements in sword meaning are very good. Sword meaning is good, and the sword posture will not be bad. After all, compared with sword meaning, sword posture is much rougher, just a simple outbreak, a barbaric outbreak, which is used to force his opponent.

"If you want to fight, fight!"

Ye Chen is not afraid of fighting. Fighting is biological nature.

"OK, ye Chen, I'll get back the shame you brought to the Yuwen family one by one today. Don't blame me for not giving you face. You asked for it."

Yu Wenjie's momentum suddenly broke out, like a mountain and incomparably thick. As his momentum dispersed, the people around him quickly retreated, leaving a large enough battle field for the two.

Boom!

With a flick on his knees, Yu Wenjie rose from the ground, and the thick treasure mace behind fell on his hand. One mace smashed down. This mace was not fancy, but heavy and powerful. One mace blew down and a straight line of land sank down.

When the golden sword came out of its scabbard, ye Chen took a deep breath and straightened up. The sword body collided with the treasure mace. The two powerful ways rolled and attacked each other, making the sky color changeable. The rumbling dull thunder continued. The last thunder sounded, and the two separated.

"Don't you want it back? I'm afraid you don't have this strength. "

The golden light lit up. Ye Chen held the sword in both hands and hit Yu Wenjie at a high speed. The golden sword dragged a golden Tianhe like sword training on his hand. The sword training grew longer and longer. The sword strength contained was amazing. A sword hit the precious mace in Yu Wenjie's hand.

to be sonorous!

The fiery Mars bloomed like flowers. Yu Wenjie snorted stiffly, his feet off the ground, and the arrows shot several miles away.

"Damn it!"

Yu Wenjie stopped and his momentum rose wildly.

"If you want to beg, I'll beat you. You dare not beg."

Ye Chen's sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and another sword came.

Bang!

Yu Wenjie was split and flew several miles away again.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

Ye Chen, who is angry, is extremely terrible. In the spiritual world of Zhaobi, he killed all virtual spiritual bodies. Although his strength has not been significantly improved, his combat style is much stronger, and his combat skills are much simpler, which tends to be too skillful.

Hiss!

The crowd chased after them and saw that Yu Wenjie was suppressed by Ye Chen. They had no power to fight back. They couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. Ye Chen's strength was really strong, but it couldn't be stronger than Lin kuyanfeng and others. What shocked them was Ye Chen's fierce style. Yu Wenjie was beaten back and couldn't fight back.

This retreat is hundreds of miles away. The only thing Yu Wenjie can do is defend. Defend desperately. If he doesn't defend, he will lose.

A mountain peak was cut off, and Yu Wenjie's arms were bleeding.

"Ye Chen, don't deceive people too much."

With a roar, Yu Wenjie was forced to bear the sword impact of Ye Chen. His back bent and black scales emerged. At the moment when the black scales appeared, Yu Wenjie's upper body doubled, his back bulged like an iron plate, and his clothes collapsed in an instant.

"Jin Yaozhen kills the sword!"

Ye Chen's speed soared and waved a golden serrated sword.

The serrated sword awn tore the sky and chopped at Yu Wenjie with high-frequency concussion power. Castration was as fast as lightning.

The loud noise came out, and Yu Wenjie only retreated 100 meters this time.

"It's my turn."

With a cruel grin, Yu Wenjie ignored the bloody tiger's mouth and moved out with a thick mace. A mace hit Ye Chen. Behind him, there was a black air flow rolling in half the sky. With his attack, it seemed that the whole space was moving.

Jingle!

They fought from the sky to the ground and from the ground to the water. Everywhere they went, dust and smoke filled the air, gravel rushed to the sky, and the peaks fell down one by one.

"Die!" Yu Wenjie had two maces, only one of which was used before. When the battle reached the critical moment, he poked his left hand behind his back and pulled out -- (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.