Chapter 222

"Come again." Ye Chen waved his fist and made another move.

"I don't believe..." The white wing roared and shot one after another, either fist shadow, or palm print, or defense shield.

However, these are nothing in Ye Chen's eyes. They are swept all the way. No matter what kind of secret method he uses, he can't block Ye Chen's bloody fists.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the backward white wing was grabbed by Ye Chen with an arm, and then suddenly swung it around and smashed it on the battle platform. The hard platform was smashed by him into a man shaped pit.

Poof!

White wing a mouthful of old blood spurt more than three Zhang high, before waiting for breath son, the body has left the ground.

Bang!

There was another loud noise. Bai Yi's internal organs and six internal organs were moved, and his bones and meridians were broken. Even if this war was not dead, he had to lie on the hospital bed for three or five months.

"Send you to heaven." With Ye Chen a wolf howl, faint white wing, was thrown out of the battle platform.

Wow!

The heads of the four sides of the warfighter are raised again, and their eyes follow the figure of white wing.

Bang!

Soon, there was a loud noise outside the venue. A huge stone was smashed into powder by Bai Yi's falling body.

"Well, another one." It was quiet in the meeting place, and it took a long time for someone to react.

"NIMA, the last one to win. It's a strange world." When the first voice rings, the four sides rise and fall one after another, and there are continuous sounds.

At the moment, everyone may no longer dare to look down on Ye Chen.

If ye Chen was in the knockout round, it was Ye Chen's luck. If he won against Xue Yin, it might be a fluke, but what about this time? The fourth true biography of Zhengyang sect has been disabled. Is this also luck? Is this a fluke?

If the answer is no, maybe everyone has underestimated this person Yuanjing from the beginning. His strength is qualified to be one of the nine true stories of Hengyue.

"I have to talk to this boy sometime." On the seat, Zhuge old man felt out that pouch again, and deeply vomited a cigarette ring. Then he said earnestly, "we must take it back to study."

"Won white wing? As for you? " Bi you can't help but glance at Zhuge old man.

Smell speech, Zhuge old man can't help but side head, "Bi you ah! You are too proud of your heart. Do you dare to say that you can beat white wings in Renyuan? Do you dare to say that you can last nearly four hours under the attack of avatar? Can't! Also, don't forget that your blood is much stronger than ye Chen. You and her talent, from this battle, are doomed to lose all their power. "

As soon as she said this, biyou pursed her lips and could not help being silent. She said that she did not dare. If she was against Bai Yi in Renyuan state, she would surely lose.

On the other side, the disciple of Zhengyang sect has already carried back Bai Yi, who died of fainting. He is really hurt. The whole person has been knocked down and even his mother can't recognize him.

"Asshole." Cheng Kun, on the high seat, once again smashed the table beside him and looked coldly at Ye Chen of the battle platform. The zhenzhuan disciple who worked hard to train was beaten and disabled by another Yuanjing.

"Don't look at me. It's no use looking at me." Ye Chen twisted his neck, "it's not that I'm too cruel, it's your disciples of Zhengyang sect who can't help fighting."

"You..." Ye Chen's words made all the disciples of Zhengyang sect stand up suddenly, with cold eyes and vicious faces almost pierced by Ye Chen's body.

"If you don't accept it, come up and fight." Ye Chen's voice is sonorous, and his voice is shaking the sky.

"I will not destroy you." Don't say, there was a Zhengyang sect disciple killed, and it was a sneak attack from behind.

In other words, the competition is not over yet.

Zheng!

The long sword clangs like a rainbow in the air, and it comes to Ye Chen's head.

No one can react to this scene. Actually, some people dare to kill on the stage, and they still attack secretly. It is a unique skill to kill, which is against the rules of the three big matches.

"Damn it." Yang Dingtian and they suddenly got up.

"It would be a good thing to kill Ye Chen with one sword." Cheng Kun on the high seat gave a sneer in his heart.

Although the time is short, Cheng Kun can still order to stop it, but he has not, and he has also thought of a comprehensive way. If ye Chen is killed, it is very important to put the disciple who attacked Ye Chen to death. It is really worthwhile to exchange that disciple for ye Chen's life.

Poof!

Soon, the battle platform spattered with blood. The disciple's sword was matchless, but he did not pierce Ye Chen's head, but pierced Ye Chen's shoulder. Obviously, at the last moment, ye Chen escaped the inevitable blow.

"I'm not timid." Ye Chen sneered. For a moment, his true Qi burst out and broke the sword that pierced his shoulder. Then he stretched out his hands and grasped the wrist of the disciple of Zhengyang sect.Bang!

The next second, the disciple of Zhengyang sect was severely thrown on the battle platform by Ye Chen. The disciple vomited blood and almost all his internal organs were vomited out, and the whole person was broken.

"That's enough." Seeing the disciple miss, Cheng Kun suddenly burst into a violent drink.

"Cheng Kun, your disciples of Zhengyang sect are really lawless." Yang Dingtian glared at Cheng Kun. "If ye Chen didn't react quickly, I'm afraid my hengyuezong disciple would die under the sword of your Zhengyang sect disciple."

"Don't worry, Yang Daoyou. I will give you an explanation." Cheng Kun snorted coldly and looked at the battle platform with cold eyes. "If you let him go, Zhengyang sect will definitely impose sanctions on him."

Ye Chen did not move, but looked at Cheng Kun with great interest, "dare to ask the Lord Zhengyang, how do you plan to deal with him?"

"What should I do with you?" Cheng Kun snorted coldly.

"Tell me, of course." Ye Chen sneered at Cheng Kun, "if I didn't react quickly, I'm afraid I'd been killed. As a victim, do I have no right to know how to punish this person?"

"You..." When Cheng Kundun was silent, he had no idea that ye Chen would be so difficult to handle, so he would not let go.

He had already thought that even if his Zhengyang sect disciple failed, he, as the leader, would severely punish that disciple in order to make an example. However, as for how to punish, the lighter the better, at least not to let that disciple lose his life. Because this is Zhengyang sect, he believes that the four sides will not make him look bad.

However, what he never thought of was that ye Chen was the first to hold on to this matter, which made him rather embarrassed.

"I'm not the one who makes trouble for nothing." Ye Chen opened his mouth again and shrugged his shoulders. "Let's be peaceful. This disciple was kicked by a donkey in his brain, which made a big mistake. If the leader of Zhengyang didn't comfort me with two small coins, it would be a thing of the past."

"What if I don't give it?" Cheng Kun stares at Ye Chen, and his eyes are full of cold light.

"That's easy!" Ye Chen spread out his hand, and then the other hand had already grasped the disciple's wrist.

Poof!

Blood spatter suddenly, ye Chen even took the face of the whole audience seriously and tore off one arm of the Zhengyang sect disciple.