Chapter 95

"Ye Chen?"

"Yin Zhiping?"

See ye Chen regardless of the stage, the four sides suddenly set off an uproar.

Yin Zhiping needless to say, it was the first disciple of the discipline hall. One foot had already stepped into the Zhenyang realm. He was definitely one of the top ten disciples in the outer sect.

And ye Chen, his stage, is to attract the attention of all people.

This intern, who came out of nowhere, has not stopped for a day since he came to hengyuezong. He has provoked two of the three main peaks of the outer gate. All the way, he has beaten and disabled many students.

"If you think too much about killing, you can't succeed in the end." Under the stage, Su Xinyue is still this hate words.

Compared with her, the faces of those defeated by Ye Chen, such as Qi Hao and Tang Dynasty, are ferocious and frightening, while those like Ge Hong and Qingyang Zhenren have already become extremely gloomy.

"This is a wonderful time." Many people have been sitting upright, looking at the stage with their eyes shining.

"Yin Zhiping calculated Ye Chen more than once. It's strange that the sky is dark and the earth is dark."

"Yin Zhiping but a foot into the real Yang realm, ye Chen no matter how strong, he can still do him?"

"Others may not, but ye Chen may."

All around the stage, there were voices of conversation. Before the war began, the atmosphere reached a climax. Even the unruly youth sitting beside Ye Chen could not help but open his eyes and glance over.

On the cloud, Zhao Zhijing, the head of the commandment hall, has gently stroked his beard. His eyes are beyond doubt, that is, his disciples. No one can defeat them.

"Younger martial sister, is he Ye Chen?" Daoxuan real man took a look at Ye Chen below, and then looked at Chu xuan'er.

"Who else but him can make such a sensation on the scene." Chuxuan'er whispered a smile, but she couldn't help looking at Ye Chen and murmuring, "little guy, it's not so easy to be my disciple!"

On the stage, ye Chen and Yin Zhiping are at a distance opposite each other. Before the war, the momentum has been climbing. Yin Zhiping's mouth has emerged a cruel smile, "Ye Chen, meet me, destined to be your sorrow."

"Maybe it's your sorrow, maybe." Ye Chen sneers and looks at Yin Zhiping with a sneer.

"Ye Chen, do it."

With the two wolves howling under the stage, ye Chen and Yin Zhiping move without distinction.

Dark light print!

Run thunder palm!

Come up, two people used the secret arts one after another.

Boom!

One hit hard regret, two people each retrogress, each step back, will tell their feet under the bluestone slab treading cracks.

"Look down on you." Yin Zhiping sneered and immediately printed with one hand.

All of a sudden, with him as the center, the aura between heaven and earth was agitated and condensed into sword shadows with the fastest speed, which made people's scalp numb.

"Yu Jian Fei Xian." With Yin Zhiping's rebuke, the swords roared and moved one after another, like a gust of wind, like a rainstorm, shooting madly at Ye Chen.

"Tiangang sword array." Ye Chen had already moved. He turned his hand and took out Chixiao sword. With him as the center, the shadow of the sword flew and gathered with each other to form a sword array, protecting him in the center.

Pound!

Pound!

Pound!

Soon, the sound of metal collision began to ring. The shadow of Yin Zhiping's flying sword fiercely impacted Ye Chen's Tiangang sword array.

This is the second move, two people used such a huge xuanshu, see the eyes of the disciples below shining.

"This sword array is similar to the cudgel array of tiger boy before." Taoist priest stroked his beard.

"Good boy, it's not easy!" Chuxuan'er smiles.

Hum!

There is a buzz on the stage. Ye Chen's Tiangang sword array is broken, and Yin Zhiping's flying sword shadow is scattered.

"This time I will." Ye Chen snapped and waved Chixiao sword, pointing to Yin Zhiping.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Suddenly, the just broken Tiangang sword array converged again, but it was not a defense, but an attack sword array. There were too many flying swords, which made people feel numb.

Xuanguang shield!

Yin Zhiping's hands have been quickly printed, and there is a light gathering in front of him, and then condensed into a thick shield armor to protect him behind his back.

Pound!

Pound!

Pound!

It's the sound of continuous metal impact, but this time, ye Chen is attacking and Yin Zhiping is defending.

Yin Zhiping's Xuanguang shield seems so strong that ye Chen's attack sword array of Tiangang can't break it.

Seeing this, ye Chen came from the mysterious footwork, and the real Qi in his body flowed rapidly and poured into his fist.

Break!

A big bang on the mountain.Click!

A clear voice sounded, and Yin Zhiping's solid Xuanguang shield was smashed by Ye Chen's fist. Rao Shi was also shocked to retreat.

"It can break the Xuanguang shield." Yin Zhiping quickly retreated, his face a little gloomy.

"Broken mountain finger." In retreat, he suddenly pedals to the ground, the body of retrogression, suddenly becomes forward rush, a point of youmang points to Ye Chen.

Poof!

Ye Chen's shoulder was instantly pricked out of a blood hole.

"Give me a finger." Ye Chen raises his hand and pours his true Qi into his fingers. He pokes a blood hole in Yin Zhiping's body.

Kill!

War!

The two men fought together again.

Pound!

Bang!

Boom!

On the battle stage, such sounds can never be heard. The eyes of the students watching the battle are shaking with the figures of Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping.

"Condensing gas is the ninth, this combat power is too .。” On the cloud, immortal daoxuan sighed.

"In terms of the two senior brothers, who will win?" Chuxuan'er looks at daoxuan and yujianfeng.

"It's hard to say!" Taoist priest stroked his beard and pondered, "but I think Yin Zhiping is more likely. After all, one foot has stepped into the real Yang state."

"I prefer yechen Xiaowa." The wind, who had always been silent, said a word.

Boom!

There was a roar on the stage again, and each of them stood on one side and launched the secret arts to bombard each other.

Dark light print!

Run thunder palm!

Cangshan skill!

Rock mountain fist!

This match is absolutely amazing. After more than 100 rounds of the war, no one can win or lose.

"Come on." Just after stopping his body, ye Chen is like a tiger descending the mountain. His Qi and blood are rolling and his fighting spirit is high. After fighting for such a long time, his true Qi is rapidly reduced, but he is more and more fierce, and he is not tired at all.

Boom!

Boom!

There was a constant roar, and he fought all the way.

"What kind of Freak is this kid?" At this time of the war, Yin Zhiping's face was gloomy and frightening. He was beaten and retreated. His Qi and blood were churning and he coughed up blood constantly. Ye Chen's difficulty was far beyond his expectation.

Suddenly he flashed back, he turned his hand and took out a big knife, and then the real Qi poured into it. The sword suddenly burst into light, and lightning covered it.

"It was .。” In several directions under the stage, many disciples of zhenzhuan were shocked. They wanted to know what secret method Yin Zhiping was going to use.

"Thunder chopping formula." With Yin Zhiping's roar, a knife with a length of three Zhang was chopped in the air.

Seeing this, ye Chen suddenly stood still, turned his hand and took out the sky que. He clasped his hands tightly and crossed in front of him.

Pound!

On that day, the sword of terror fell on the que.

Click!

It can be seen that ye Chen's legs bent down, the bluestone slabs under his feet were all cracked, his arms were shocked to pain, and his blood was rolling in his body, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"It's a very domineering secret." Below a burst of exclamation, if they, is definitely unable to block Yin Zhiping this blow.

"It's not so simple to be the first disciple of the commandment hall."

"Unexpectedly, ye Chen, you really surprised me Under the stage, Qi Yue's face was full of surprise, as if he had known Yin Zhiping's thunder chopping formula.

"Still alive?" Seeing ye Chen standing still stiff, Yin Zhiping's face suddenly became grim.

Ye Chen is like an immortal Xiaoqiang. After fighting till now, he has not been able to defeat Ye Chen even with his famous skills, which makes him crazy.

"Come again." Yin Zhiping gave a cold cry and swung his broadsword again, trying to use the thunder chopping formula again.

"After a loss, do you think I'll give you a second chance?" Ye Chen's cold voice immediately came.