Chapter Ninety-Five: When the Enemy Meets, His Eyes Are Red

"Ye Chen?"

"Yin Zhiping?"

Seeing Ye Chen coming to power in no particular order, the Quartet suddenly set off an uproar.

Needless to say, Yin Zhiping was the first disciple of the Discipline Hall, and he had already stepped into the True Yang Realm with one foot, and he was definitely one of the top ten disciples in the outer sect.

And Ye Chen, his coming to power, attracted everyone's attention.

This intern disciple who came out of nowhere, since he came to Hengyue Sect, he has not stopped for a day, the three main peaks of the outer gate, he provoked two, all the way over, and there are not a few disciples who were disabled by him.

"If the killing intent is too heavy, you will not be able to achieve a positive result in the end. Offstage, Su Xinyue still said this hateful word.

Compared to her, people such as Qi Hao and Tang Chao who were defeated by Ye Chen had hideous and terrifying faces, and like Ge Hong and Qingyang Zhenren, their faces had already become extremely gloomy.

"This time it was wonderful. Many people were already sitting upright, looking at the stage with bright eyes.

"Yin Zhiping has calculated Ye Chen more than once, it's strange that the sky is dark if he doesn't fight now. ”

"Yin Zhiping has stepped into the True Yang Realm with one foot, no matter how strong Ye Chen is, can he still do it?"

"Others may not be able to, but Ye Chen may be able to. ”

All around the stage, there was a lot of talking, and before the war started, the atmosphere was pushed to a climax, and even the unruly young man who was sitting next to Ye Chen couldn't help but open his eyes and glance at it at this moment.

On the clouds, Zhao Zhijing, the first seat of the Discipline Hall, had already stroked his beard lightly, and the gaze in his eyes was undoubted, that is, the disciples he taught, no one could defeat.

"Senior sister, is he Ye Chen?" Dao Xuan Zhenren glanced at Ye Chen below, and then looked at Chu Xuan'er.

"Who else can cause such a sensation on the scene. Chu Xuan'er smiled softly, couldn't help but glance at Ye Chen, and muttered, "Little guy, if you want to be my disciple, it's not so simple!"

On the battle platform, Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping were far away from each other, and they had never started a war, and their momentum was already climbing. A playful smile appeared on the corner of Yin Zhiping's mouth, "Ye Chen, when you meet me, you are destined to be sad." ”

"Maybe it's your sorrow. Ye Chen sneered and looked at Yin Zhiping, his momentum was not weak at all.

"Ye Chen, him. ”

With the howl of the two wolves in the audience, Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping moved in no particular order.

Xuanguang Seal!

Thunder Palm!

When they came up, the two of them used secret techniques one after another.

Rumble!

With a hard blow, the two of them retreated, and every time they took a step back, they would say that the bluestone slabs under their feet were cracked.

"Underestimate you. Yin Zhiping sneered, and immediately sealed it with one hand.

Suddenly, with him as the center, the aura between heaven and earth became restless, and it condensed into sword shadows at the fastest speed, and the number was so large that it made people's scalps tingle.

"Edgeworth Flying Immortals. With Yin Zhiping's soft scream, the sword shadows roared one after another, connecting into one piece, like a violent wind, like a torrential rain, and shot towards Ye Chen frantically.

"Tiangang Sword Formation. Ye Chen had already moved, turned his hand and took out the Chixiao Sword, and swung it as much as he could, with him as the center, the sword shadows flew out, arranged and converged with each other, forming a sword formation, protecting him in the center.

Pound!

Pound!

Pound!

Soon, the sound of metal colliding sounded, and Yin Zhiping's Imperial Sword Flying Immortal Sword Shadow violently impacted Ye Chen's Tiangang Sword Formation.

This is only the second move, and the two of them used such a huge occult technique, and the eyes of the disciples below were shining.

"This sword formation is similar to the stick formation used by the tiger baby boy before!" Dao Xuan Zhenren stroked his beard.

"Good boy, it's not easy!" Chu Xuan'er smiled.

Airplanes!

There was a buzz from the stage, Ye Chen's Tiangang Sword Formation was broken, and Yin Zhiping's Imperial Sword Flying Immortal Sword Shadow was also scattered.

"This time it's me. Ye Chen drank sharply, and the Chixiao Sword waved, pointing at Yin Zhiping from afar.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Suddenly, the Tiangang Sword Formation that had just been broken gathered again, but it was not a defense, but an attack Sword Formation, and there were too many flying sword shadows, which also made people's scalps tingle.

Xuanguang Shield!

Yin Zhiping had already quickly sealed his hands, and there was an aura in front of him that suddenly converged, and then condensed into a thick shield armor, protecting him behind him.

Pound!

Pound!

Pound!

It was the sound of continuous metal crashing again, only this time, it was Ye Chen who attacked, and Yin Zhiping who defended.

Yin Zhiping's condensed Xuanguang shield seemed to be so strong that Ye Chen's Tiangang Attack Sword Array couldn't break it.

Seeing this, Ye Chen stepped on the mysterious footwork, and the true qi in his body flowed rapidly and poured into his fist.

Break!

With a loud roar, Ye Chen shook the mountain and slammed his fist the Xuanguang shield.

Click!

A crisp voice sounded, and Yin Zhiping's sturdy Xuanguang shield was shattered by Ye Chen's punch, and Rao is he was also shocked and retreated.

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

"Broken Mountain Finger. In the process of retreating, he kicked the ground suddenly, and his backward body suddenly turned into a forward rush, and a finger pointed at Ye Chen.

Burst!

Ye Chen's shoulder was instantly poked out of a bloody hole.

"Give you a finger back. Ye Chen raised his hand, his true qi poured into his fingers, and a volley finger poked a blood hole in Yin Zhiping's body.

Kill!

War!

One move has its own victory and defeat, and the two fight together again.

Pound!

Bang!

Bang!

On the battle platform, such voices were endless, and the eyes of the disciples watching the battle were shaking from side to side with the figures of Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping fighting.

"The ninth weight of condensation, this combat power is too ........ On the clouds, Dao Xuan Zhenren sighed.

"Judging by the two senior brothers, which of them will win. Chu Xuan'er looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren and the main wind of the Imperial Sword Peak.

"It's hard to say!" Dao Xuan Zhenren stroked his beard and groaned, "But I think that Yin Zhiping has a better chance, after all, one foot has already stepped into the True Yang Realm." ”

"I prefer that Ye Chen baby. Feng Wuxi, who has always been a man of few words, spoke.

Rumble!

There was another roar on the stage, and the two of them did not give in to each other, each standing on one side, and launched a secret art against each other.

Xuanguang Seal!

Thunder Palm!

Cangshan Technique!

Shake the mountain!

This duel is absolutely amazing, and after more than 100 rounds of fighting, the winner has not been decided.

"Come on. As soon as he stopped his body, Ye Chen was like a tiger on the mountain, his blood was rolling, his fighting spirit was high, he had been fighting for so long, although his true qi was rapidly decreasing, but he was fighting more and more fiercely, as if he was tireless.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The roar continued, and he made a big move all the way.

"What the hell is this boy? "At this point in the war, Yin Zhiping's face was gloomy and scary, he kept retreating after being beaten, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and he kept coughing up blood, Ye Chen's difficulty was far beyond his expectations.

Suddenly dodging back, he turned his hand and took out a big knife, and then the true qi rolled into it, and the big knife instantly bloomed, and thunder and lightning covered it.

"That's ........ In a few directions under the stage, many True Transmission disciples were shocked, wondering what secret method Yin Zhiping was going to perform.

"Thunder slashing swordsmanship. With Yin Zhiping's roar, a three-zhang long sword slashed down in the air.

Seeing this, Ye Chen suddenly stood still, turned over his hand and took out Tianque, clasped his hands tightly, and lay it horizontally in front of him.

Pound!

The terrifying sword slammed into the heavens.

Click!

It can be vaguely seen that Ye Chen's legs were bent, the bluestone slabs under his feet were cracked, his arms were shaken and painful, and his body was even more tumbling with qi and blood, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What a domineering secret technique. There was an exclamation below, if it were them, they would definitely not be able to block Yin Zhiping's blow.

"Being able to be the first disciple of the Discipline Hall is not as simple as saying it!"

"You can actually block the thunder slashing technique, Ye Chen, you really surprised me!" Offstage, Qi Yue's face was full of surprise, as if he had already known the domineering of Yin Zhiping's thunder slashing technique.

"Not dead yet?" Seeing that Ye Chen was still standing upright, Yin Zhiping's face suddenly became ruthless.

Ye Chen is like a little strong who can't be killed, and until now, he hasn't even been able to defeat Ye Chen with his famous skills, which makes him feel crazy in his heart.

"Come again. Yin Zhiping snorted coldly, and slashed the big knife again, wanting to perform the thunder slashing technique again.

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