Chapter 1210

"Rubbish!"

"Is it called Tianjiao?!"

Looking at the cold stars like a dead dog trampled by Xiaohei, there was a sudden silence in the ninth floor of Juxian building.

Many people have a dull face.

That's Leng Xingchen, the disciple of the leader of Yijian Pavilion. He understood the meaning of seven swords when he was young. It can't be overemphasized by the genius of swordsmanship.

It's totally different from the three people who were defeated by Hu Fei.

However, he was smashed by Xiaohei's unarmed sword. What's more, he was trampled on the ground with one foot?

Seeing this scene, Lin Lan is sluggish. Lin Yiyi covers his lips with his hands, and the smile on Wei Zheng's face, who silently watches the play, solidifies.

"Ah!!!"

Cold star shouted, his face was close to the ground, which almost made his face deformed.

He was the young genius of yijiange since he was a child. He was proud of his father, regarded as an idol by his peers and respected by his peers.

But now in the face of many Tianjiao, he is trampled on the ground like a dog!

How can this not make him angry.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

He was crazy. He broke out in the top martial arts King's accomplishments. His body immediately surged with terrible sword Qi, just like a dense flying sword, he chopped all the way to Xiaohei.

"Waste dare to struggle!!!"

Small black eyes a cold, raise hands to resolve the former's fierce offensive, and then again increased the strength of the feet.

"Boom..."

In the eyes of all people, cold stars are directly stepped into the ground by his feet.

In an instant, the blood of the gurgling scarlet filled the room, vaguely visible, the cold stars had been trampled into a pool of rotten meat.

Dead silence, the whole audience is dead silence!

It's a personal disciple of the leader of Yijian Pavilion of Zhongzhou University. The peerless Tianjiao of Yijian pavilion has been trampled to death!

Even the spirit will be preserved in the future!!!

No one spoke, only one eye in convulsion, as if in digestion such shock.

Hu Fei spits blood and laughs!

It's obvious that Xiao Hei's strength has been known for a long time. It's like killing an ant to fight against Xiao Hei, a group of ancestors, to kill a cold star.

Hu Lei's face was startled. He didn't dare to look straight at Ye Chen and Xiao Hei. He was shocked.

He thought that ye Chen and Xiao Hei's master and servant were not strong enough, and they were even ready to watch a good play.

But the sight frightened him.

Leng Xingchen's strength is not lower than that of him. The former was trampled to death by one foot. What if he was replaced?

Lin Lan and Lin Yiyi have been speechless for a long time. They seem to be shocked by this scene and fall into the battle between heaven and man.

"Who else is not satisfied?"

Ye Chen glances at the whole audience.

No one speaks!

Even when his eyes swept over, many people immediately subconsciously dropped their heads.

Feng Wu, known as one of the three heroes of the troll sect, has a brilliant eye, but he still doesn't dare to fight.

Aoxing, the true disciple of wuliangzong, was afraid to fight!

The pupil of Yin Sihai, the descendant of dangkong Island, contracted violently, but he chose silence after all!

Because Xiaohei is just a servant and tramples the cold star to death. How powerful is Ye Chen's master?

No one can bet!

"Hahaha!"

Xiaohei can't help sneering at her: "when Tianjiao sees me, she looks down. That's what you call pride?"

"Let's go!"

Ye Chen shook his head calmly.

He wanted to make use of today's so-called mountain and river feast to find out the unparalleled news.

But he was disappointed.

"OK..."

Xiaohei grins, and his breath is restrained. He recovers his simple and honest appearance again. He goes to pick up Hu Fei and wants to keep up with him.

No one dares to stop!

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly shouted: "wait!"

But Wei Zheng, who never spoke, stood up and stared at Ye Chen's three men with cold eyes: "you will not let go of Yijian pavilion until you kill the disciples of Yijian Pavilion."

Ye Chen looks at him directly: "you want to avenge him?"

Step out, little Hatton!

Seeing this, Wei Zheng was shocked, and then stepped back two steps uncontrollably.

Among the eyes of all the people, ye Chen and his three left slowly, and there was no more words for those present.

Looking at the back of Ye Chen's departure, Lin Lan's complexion is incomparable: "does he really know the priest sister?"

At first, when he saw that ye Chen had no breath, he said he knew mu Caiwei and thought that the former was a toad trying to eat swan meat.

However, tonight's experience proves that she has lost her sight. This ordinary young man has a servant who fights Tianjiao without blinking.

"Brother Wei, you are the host, and you started the party tonight."

Tianjiao said angrily, "now Brother Leng is dead, do you just sit by and watch the murderer go?"

Wei Zheng's eyes narrowed and sneered: "you can rest assured that as long as this person is still in the Xiaoyao City, he will pay the price."

When it comes to this, his eyes are cold and stormy: "don't forget that lengxuanyuan, the sworn brother of lengxingchen, is one of the top ten in the list of mountains and rivers..."

As soon as the words came out, people were moved by them, and Hu Lei, who had been in a state of panic, also laughed.

In the top ten of mountain and river list, apart from mu Caiwei, the future saint of yaochi holy land, there are no monsters of wusheng level.

Outside the Juxian building, Hu Fei refused Xiaohei's help and said with guilt, "Lord, I'm ashamed of you tonight!"

He is very clear that he was not the opponent of cold star at his peak, but the latter was trampled to death by Xiao Hei. The gap is not generally large.

"No harm!"

Ye Chen smiles lightly: "I value your mind more, tonight you passed my examination, later you can follow me."

"Thank you very much, Lord!"

Hu Fei, with a trembling figure, fell to his knees and was full of ecstasy in his eyes.

He is very clear about what ye Chen means, which means that from now on, Hu Fei's life will change dramatically.

"This is the elixir for healing."

Ye Chen points to a bullet, and two bottles of pills fall into his hands: "one can help you regenerate your broken arm, the other is to recover your internal injury."

……

At midnight, the holy land of yaochi, the purple lotus peak, a purple light and shadow fell from the peak.

"Congratulations to the master

Qi Qi, one of the disciples of zilianfeng, knelt down on one knee and the voice shook the whole mountain.

In front of them, there stands a woman in white. She has bright eyes and bright teeth. She looks like a lotus in water. She is very beautiful.

Heran is the elder of Zilian, the leader of Zilian peak in the holy land of yaochi. The whole holy land of yaochi is one of the few jiuzhuan wusheng.

She stood there, dressed in white and moving with the wind. Her beauty was as beautiful as the most exquisite amber. It was hard to imagine that a girl who had lived for thousands of years was like a flower girl.

Elder Zilian looked down and looked at all the people quietly. After a few seconds, he said coldly, "what about Lan'er and Yi'er? Why don't you see them? "

One of the disciples went up to Gong and said, "go back to the peak master, younger martial sister Lin, they are going to the mountain and river banquet."