"Look, I know, it must be the boy in purple." The palace of heaven and earth is already full of noise.
"There was Yin Zhiping in the commandment hall in the front, and then there were Yangfeng JiangHao and Tianyang peak Xie Yun. In this resurrection competition, we met the purple clothes of Diyang peak. Which one is not the top ten true biography disciple? The road of Ye Chen is also very rough."
"You know what? It's bad luck."
"Resurrection games can be met, I have nothing to say." On the cloud, daoxuan shook his head helplessly.
"Luck is part of strength." Chuxuan'er whispers and smiles, but she is not under pressure. She is full of confidence in Ye Chen's strength.
Below, listen to the discussion around, ye Chen has slowly stepped onto the stage.
However, he did not expect to meet the purple shirt who also participated in the resurrection competition. Such a dramatic scene was quite agreeable to him. At least, his suffocation could be vented.
If you look at the purple shirt and Qingyang immortal in the cloud, you can hardly see the extreme.
In the two battles before ye Chen, they were obvious to all that they could defeat Yin Zhiping, the first disciple of the discipline hall, and even defeated Jiang Hao, the first true disciple of Renyang peak, with serious injuries. Ye Chen's strength was absolutely above the purple shirt.
Now, when I met Ye Chen on stage, she almost suffered from internal injury. Even playing the resurrection game, I could meet Ye Chen. This luck is not too good.
"Come on! Let's forget the old and the new. " Glancing at the cloud of Qingyang immortal, ye Chen this just saw to the purple shirt under the stage.
"Arrogant." See ye Chen that provocative eyes, purple shirt gas does not play a place to, a pat seat jumped on the stage, come up can't help but say big moves.
The wind and the wind roar!
With a roar of purple shirt, a purple light hurricane appears, sweeping the remnant clouds, roaring toward Ye Chen.
Ye Chen sneers, Danhai Qi rushes out, Chixiao sword appears in the hand at the first time, splits out a sword awn, that sweeps the purple light hurricane to be split by his sword.
Dark light print!
Ye Chen, who has just split the purple light hurricane, encountered a dark light handprint taken by the purple shirt.
Run thunder!
Immediately shot, ye Chen strong kill forward, a record of overbearing run thunder palm and purple shirt hard regret.
Boom!
The palm and the seal collide, and the sound of thunder explodes. The front is hard to resist. The purple shirt is downwind. It is shocked to snore and retreat.
Shake the mountain!
Ye Chen, like a fierce tiger, seems to not want to give the purple shirt the opportunity to react, and he is a mountain shaking fist.
Purple clothes see, real gas rolling, crazy into the palm of the hand, in front of the body condensed out a aura shield armor.
Pound!
Click!
The sound of this kind is not in any order. The aura shield armor just condensed from the purple shirt is smashed by Ye Chen's fist. The purple shirt, which has just stabilized her figure, is roared back again.
"You are far from Yin Zhiping." A sneer, ye Chen a tiger rushed to kill near.
Seeing this, Zishan would rather resist Ye Chen's fist, but also quickly retreated out. Knowing Ye Chen's bullying in close combat, he naturally would not be too close to Ye Chen, otherwise he would be beaten by pressure and unable to raise his head.
Sword, flowing rock!
Zishan's reaction was not slow. As soon as she withdrew, she bit her finger and pressed it on the platform.
Click!
Click!
Suddenly, the battle platform hummed and trembled, and a stone sword suddenly flew out of the platform and went straight to the leaves.
"Look down on you." Ye Chen takes a step back. The Chixiao sword in his hand is clanging. He is dancing quickly. The defensive sword array of Tiangang takes shape in an instant.
Pound! Pound! Pound!
The sound of metal collision came immediately, and the stone sword suddenly flew out hit the sky Gang sword array and was blocked.
Lingxiao sword formula!
The purple shirt launched an attack again, and the hand was a secret skill. The spirit sword clanged in his hand and was covered by the sword awn. A sword pierced the air like a sword rainbow, lingering with thunder. It was really fierce and incomparable.
Hum!
Ye Chen turned his hand and took out the sky Que and blocked it in front of him.
Pound!
There was a sharp metal collision again. Although Ye Chen blocked the sword in the sky, he was also shaken back half a step. If the que sword was not thick and hard, he would be hurt by the sword rainbow.
Pound! Pound!
The two men fought together in a moment. Their body methods were mysterious. Their swords clanged and their palms kept secret. On the stage of the battle, they played like a raging fire. After a hundred moves, they did not win or lose.
"Purple clothes are likely to fail." A disciple below made such an assertion.
"Even the strength is stronger than his Yin Zhiping lost to Ye Chen, his defeat, there is no suspense."
"It's all life."
Along with the comments from the audience, although the war between the two on the stage is still white hot, it has become tragic.
The purple shirt is not as good as Yin Zhiping, but many secret methods emerge in endlessly. Ye Chen was once tired of dealing with the blood, and he almost got hit by the purple shirt several times.
However, compared with Ye Chen, Zishan's mentality is more in a mess. Her whole body is full of fist prints and footprints, and there is a forest of blood holes on her chest, which is hit by Ye Chen's Yang finger.Ah!
When the battle came to nearly 200 moves, the purple shirt let out a roar, and he began to fall behind.
"No waste of time with you." After ye Chen splits out a sword, Dan Hai's real Qi rolls out madly, and then pours into the palm of his hand, and the low voice of the Dragon sounds quickly.
"He's going to use that domineering trick again."
"I don't know if the purple shirt can stop it."
See ye Chen want to move big moves, purple shirt naturally will not fall behind, his palm has been covered by aura, the true Qi of the elixir field was more than half taken away by him, otherwise consciousness may block Ye Chen's move.
However, just when ye Chen was about to play Kang long, he frowned fiercely.
He clearly felt that a violent Qi was raging in his body, pounding his bones and meridians, so that his rolling Qi gathered in the palm of his hand also collapsed because of the violent Qi.
Poof!
On the spot, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which shocked the spectators.
"This What's the matter with that? "
"Well, how could you spit up blood?"
"How do I feel that ye Chen's true Qi has become confused."
Poof!
In the four directions of surprise, ye Chen vomited blood again. The violent Qi in his body had already broken one of his meridians, and even his bones could not bear to break several pieces. What's worse, because of this violent genuine Qi, his whole body's real Qi was in chaos and it was difficult to condense.
"Baogu Dan." Xu Fu, watching the battle from the cloud, squinted slightly, as if to see where the problem of Ye Chen was.
"Is this boy crazy?" Wanbao Pavilion elder giant sea dark scolded.
"You dare to use such a powerful secret skill after eating the bone breaking pill. Isn't it for death?" Zhou Dafu, the elder of Lingqi Pavilion, frowned.
"Younger martial sister." Taoist immortal frowned and looked at Chu xuan'er.
"How could I give him Baogu Dan?" Her pretty eyebrows twisted together, and Chu xuan'er's face became ugly for the first time, as if she knew the tyranny of baogudan.
On the cloud, there may be only three people with a strange smile. They are Ge Hong, Zhao Zhijing and Qingyang immortal, as if they had known Ye Chen would have a problem.
"Die!" The ferocious roar of purple clothes has been heard from the battle platform.
Although he did not know why Ye Chen's body suddenly had problems, how could he let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
It was originally intended to fight with a big move, because ye Chen's real Qi was in chaos, and the big move also broke down. Compared with Ye Chen, his genuine Qi gathered reached the extreme, and he hit the top with a bang.
Poof!
Fresh blood splashed all over the battle platform, ye Chen flew out on the spot and forcefully carried the purple shirt. His whole body was bloody. When he fell on the battlefield, he was a pool of blood.
"What happened." Staggering from the battle platform to get up, ye Chen eyes red, covered with blood.
"How could I have such a violent force in me."
"It's not the power of the devil."
"It's a plot against me." For a short time, ye Chen immediately found the root cause, and his thoughts were flying. All he could think of was that during that time when he was seriously injured and fell asleep in Qiankun Pavilion, someone must have moved his hands and feet.
"Who the hell is it?" Spit blood again, ye Chen eyes covered with cold light.
He can clearly feel the violent Qi in his body, which not only disturbs his true Qi and can not let him gather strength, but also collides randomly in his body, as if to burst his body.
Zheng!
The sound of swords starts, and the purple shirt on the opposite side kills again.
Ye Chen forcefully moves his body to block with Chixiao sword case, and dodges with fast shadow and thousand illusions.
However, he was in poor health. His body method speed decreased and his footwork was disordered. Almost every step he took, there would be a sword mark on his body. At the moment, the crisis scene was even worse than the fight with Jiang Hao.