With Ye Chen's palm.

Within hundreds of meters around the body, the river is boiling and rolling, and then evaporated.

At one stroke, the clouds turned red quickly, as if the whole river and sky had been burned.

Burn the sky palm, one palm can burn the sky.

Even though his cultivation is not at its peak, the power he can exert is still extraordinary.

The people watching the war could not help sweating, and several words came to mind.

The sea boils into wine!

Yes, only these words can describe the shock in their hearts. This scene in front of them may never be forgotten in their whole life.

"Magic skill, it can be called magic skill!" Yue Jiuchong's eyes were round, and his lower lips trembled.

Ye Chen's image in his heart once again rises a large section, just like a God and a man.

At the same time, the huge hand seal in the air went straight to yuan Bupo, who was running fast.

Feel the heat coming from behind.

"Start for me!"

Yuan didn't break a fist and hit the river at his feet. With a loud bang, a dozen waves of more than ten Zhangs exploded around him.

The waves are all in front of the palm print.

The next moment.

The expression on Yuan Bu's face suddenly solidified.

Because he found that more than a dozen waves had not yet touched the palm print, they evaporated directly into a steaming heat.

Yuan Bupo's sweat all stood up at that moment. Li roared, "no!"

"Bang!"

The hand print hit him heavily. He vomited blood and flew hundreds of meters away. At last, it hit the bottom of the river like a shell.

And the place he fell into began to boil, bubbling with bubbles and setting off white waves.

There was a dead silence on the river. Everyone's face was full of shock and shock.

Lost!

Yuan is not broken!

Whether he is dead or alive, he has failed.

This old master, who has been famous for many years, was so defeated by the martial arts experts who are highly expected by everyone. Moreover, he was defeated by master ye in one move.

This moment.

Everyone's eyes look at Ye Chen.

On the boiling River, the figure stood hand in hand, sleeves flying, just like the dazzling sun, making everyone dare not look at it directly.

"He And won? " Yue Su Su is biting her lips tightly, and her pretty face is shocked.

Liu Feng's eyes were round and hard to accept: "impossible, impossible!"

Wang Shao sat on the ground shivering.

At the thought that he even insulted Ye Chen as a local Baozi and asked him to apologize to Liu Feng, he could not help feeling a whirl of wind.

"Cough!"

At this time, a violent cough woke everyone up and looked in the direction of the voice.

Only saw a naked body, the black figure emerged from the river, the other half of the body was burnt black, very miserable.

He Yuan does not break?

He's not dead yet?

Don't wait for the reaction.

I saw the black shadow running towards the other end of the river, and in a blink of an eye, it leaped more than ten feet away.

Everyone looked shocked.

Yuan Bupo ran away!

It's unacceptable for martial masters to choose to run.

"Yuan Bupo, you can't escape. Today's billanjiang is your burial place!"

Ye Chen's figure is moving, and he quickly catches up with her step by step on the river. His voice is extremely confident.

Feel the sound of breaking wind.

Yuan Bupo's fear was so intense that he could not even return his head and ran with all his might.

Just a few breaths.

Ye Chen's figure appeared behind yuan Bupo like a ghost, and Yuan Bupo's eyes and canthus were about to crack. He turned back and punched him violently.

Ye Chen also makes a fist. After the two fists collide, yuan Bupo's right arm breaks in response. Before he responds, ye Chen mentions the whole person in the air.

"Master ye, leave me alone!"

Yuan Bu broke his face and looked at him with fear: "today's matter should be my fault. Please let me know. My disciple died in your hands, and I will give you my life savings."

Voice down.

There was a sudden uproar across the river.

A martial arts master, who was famous in China 20 years ago, even said such a thing now, which made them feel sad for the death of a rabbit.

"I said, with such a waste as you, I can destroy you with one hand!"

Ye Chen shook his head and looked indifferent: "when you come to the palace of the king of hell, you must remember that the one who killed you is Ye Nan crazy!"

Just as he was about to crush yuan Bupo's throat bone, a voice of great anxiety came.

"Wait!"

The sound is from far to near.

They couldn't help looking back.

I saw a figure quickly swept over the river in the distance. The figure was getting closer and closer, and finally it was completely revealed in the sight of all the people.

He is an old man in black with a somewhat gloomy look. Most importantly, he has a golden knife and sword crossed on his chest.

"It's the people of Wumeng!"

Someone changed his face and recognized it immediately.

At the same time.

Lu Tong's look on a speedboat immediately delighted: "it's elder Feng. Elder Feng is here!"

Face the awe of all.

Without saying a word, the old man quickly skimmed to a distance of less than 50 meters from ye Chen and stopped. He couldn't help looking at yuan Butong, who was lifted by Ye Chen in the air.

"Elder martial brother, help me, I don't want to die!" Yuan Bupo seemed to grasp the straw.

The old man snorted coldly. Then he looked at Ye Chen and said in a deep voice, "master ye, I'm Feng kuohai. I'm the elder martial League. Yuan Bupo is my younger martial brother. I hope you can give me a face and let him go."

As his voice fell.

Everyone came out in surprise. One was shocked that the old man was the elder of Wumeng, and the other was yuan Bupo's senior brother.

One and two masters?

It's horrible.

At this point, everyone can't help but look at Ye Chen and shake their heads secretly. Wu Meng intervenes and a martial arts master comes.

Is master ye afraid to kill yuan Bupo?

However, ye Chen laughs out: "give you a face?"

"Yes, as long as you..." Feng kuohai nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a click, which was the sound of bone breaking.

He hurriedly looked and found that Yuan Bu's throat bone had been pinched directly by Ye Chen.

Feng kuohai is furious: "you..."

I have already reported my identity. The other side even dared to kill his younger martial brother. How could it be!

All of us were momentarily sluggish and rubbed our eyes one after another, thinking we were wrong.

Ye Chen throws yuan Bupo's body away, touches the ring on his hand and grins: "how about killing it?"

"You You... " Feng Kuo Hai looks gloomy and watery. He has a murderous chance.

Ye Chen shakes his head gently: "since you want to meddle, then take my sword!"

Voice down.

Suddenly, an ancient sword appeared on his right hand. It was the ancient sword that he got from the tomb of Tang family ancestor.

When a sword is cut out, its light is like electricity.

In their dull expression, they saw a golden sword light rising from the sky, directly dividing the whole river into two parts.

The roaring sword is like a shark coming out of the water. It quickly attacks fengkuo sea with a strong wind and waves.

"I don't care about it any more!"

Feng kuohai's face changed. After taking a breath of air conditioning, he turned around and ran away. He wished he had two more legs.

This moment.

All people held their breath one after another, and their eyes converged on the thin figure standing on the water. Their expressions were different, and several words appeared in their heads.

The sea boils into wine, a sword shines in Kyushu!

Ye Chen takes back the ancient sword, glances at everyone, and the voice of indifference reverberates across the river.

"NaNTU is dead!"

"From now on, my name is ye nankuang!"