The terrifying power was suppressed in the air, Fan Zichen snorted coldly, slapped it with one palm, and the violent true qi directly smashed the heaven-turning seal, and then looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy face.

Ye Chen's strength still exceeded his expectations, this true qi was not inferior to him, and he didn't look like he had just joined the grandmaster, and even looked like a strong person who had been a grandmaster for more than ten years.

Even if you cultivate from your mother's womb at a young age, you shouldn't be so strong.

"If that's all you have, you'd better die. ”

Ye Chen said indifferently.

"Junior, don't be arrogant. ”

Fan Zichen shouted angrily, his five fingers were together, his palm turned into a blade, and he slashed towards Ye Chen in the air.

The huge sword qi surged out, with unrivaled energy, instantly tearing through the space and slashing towards Ye Chen.

"What a strong knife intent. ”

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, a flash of battle intent flashed in his eyes, a heroic laugh came out of his mouth, and the golden divine blood in his body rolled for a while, swinging out with a punch towards the sword qi.

With a bang, the thunder exploded in the void, and this punch was like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, shocking, and directly collided with Fan Zichen's sword qi.

Boom, a loud bang exploded on the way to the sky, and the terrifying energy rushed in all directions, and the stone steps made of white jade were directly razed into ruins, and countless stones splashed and flew in all directions.

Fan Zichen's face changed slightly, and his body involuntarily took a step back, while Ye Chen only shook slightly, not taking a step.

The first time the two of them fought, it was Ye Chen who had the upper hand, which made Fan Zichen's face gloomy to the extreme.

"Senior Brother Fan turned out to be a disadvantage?"

"Senior Brother Fan has been practicing knives for decades, and this sword qi has to avoid its edge even if it is us, this junior is not afraid at all?"

At this time, at the end of the road to heaven, Zhang Daoyuan and his party were full of astonishment.

Fan Zichen's strength is also in the forefront of Longhu Mountain, especially the Longyuan sword technique, which is powerful in Huaxia.

Even if he advocates Dao Yuan to Shangfu, he will not be too inferior, and now he can't beat a junior?

At this time, Fan Zichen's face turned red, and his eyes were full of humiliation.

He is a dignified elder of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, he has been a grandmaster for more than ten years, and he is actually in the same relationship with a junior in his twenties, and the quality of Ye Chen's true qi is obviously higher than it.

What's even more terrifying is that his sword aura has no effect on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's physical strength still exceeded his expectations.

"How can you be better than me. ”

Fan Zichen let out a low roar, merged his palms, and swung at Ye Chen vigorously, and a sword qi with a full length of dozens of zhang flashed out of thin air, slashing towards Ye Chen like a long rainbow through the sun.

"It didn't work for me. ”

Ye Chen sneered, a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his palm as white as jade, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and swung it out with a volley.

The white fist was extremely condensed, directly crushing Fan Zichen's sword qi, and then blasted into Fan Zichen's chest.

"I didn't expect you to force me to use this knife. ”

Fan Zichen's face was extremely gloomy, he took out a blood-colored long knife from his back, and held it hard with his right hand, a dazzling red light emanated from the knife body, and the piercing sound of the knife suddenly sounded.

Fan Zichen swung in the air, and the surging sword qi directly shattered Ye Chen's fist strength.

"I didn't expect the dignified Elder of Dragon and Tiger Mountain to use such a bloody long knife, it seems that under your knife, a lot of unjust souls have died. ”

Ye Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the long knife in Fan Zichen's hand, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Old man, this Longyuan knife is all slashed by demonic people like you. ”

Fan Zichen said with a hideous expression.

"Longyuan knife, your knife is also worthy of the word Longyuan?"

Ye Chen sneered.

"You'll know if you're worthy of it. ”

With the Long Yuan knife in his hand, Fan Zichen's momentum reached the peak, lying on the knife with both hands, and slashing towards Ye Chen.

The blood-red sword flashed through the void, and in just a blink of an eye, Fan Zichen had already opened up a full eighteen paths one after another.

Eighteen blood-colored sword qi echoed each other, and it turned into a sky-high sword qi, enveloping Ye Chen in it.

"Silence. ”

Ye Chen clenched his right hand into a fist and slowly swung out a punch.

The invisible breath of death blew around Fan Zichen, and the gloomy aura made him tremble subconsciously, and his eyes were full of horror.

A thick breath of dead silence blew through, and the entire space seemed to be frozen, and eighteen sword qi in a row were slightly stunned, and then shattered violently.

"How is it possible, what kind of martial art is this, it can actually break my sword qi. ”

Fan Zichen roared in horror.

"This question, you can leave it underground and ask Lord Yama. ”

Ye Chen sneered, the blood qi in his whole body surged, the golden blood bloomed with glow, and the muscles in his whole body swelled slightly.

This was the first time that Ye Chen had released the power of the divine body with all his might.

"Old thief, punch me. ”

A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he let out a long roar, his body bent slightly, like a long-dormant divine dragon, suddenly rose into the air, and slammed into Fan Zichen with a punch.

There was a roar in the void, and the entire space shook, and the howling hurricane rolled up thousands of white clouds and exploded with a bang.

"Not good. ”

Fan Zichen's face changed, and he subconsciously put the Long Yuan knife in front of him, and a trace of blood suddenly lit up.

Ye Chen let out a long roar and slammed his fist into the back of the Long Yuan Knife.

With a click, the Long Yuan knife shattered in response, and Ye Chen's punch hit Fan Zichen's chest unabated.

With a bang, Fan Zichen's body flew upside down and hit the stone steps directly, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain, that's just it. ”

Ye Chen said indifferently.

Fan Zichen got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, felt the qi and blood churning in his chest, and the severe pain made his face change a little.

"I didn't expect you to force me to such an extent, I must let your soul fly away, and you will never be able to live forever. ”

Fan Zichen roared, the breath of his whole body skyrocketed, his hands pinched, and the whole person exuded a fierce aura.

"It is a thunder law, and it is as urgent as a law. ”

Fan Zichen's face was extremely solemn, he snorted in a low voice, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and the terrifying aura gathered towards Fan Zichen, and the originally clear sky suddenly sounded a thunderclap.

"This is the secret of Longhu Mountain, the Zhengyi Thunder Law of the Ancestral Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling. ”

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

As the aura in Fan Zichen's body became stronger and stronger, pieces of purple thunderclouds actually condensed above Ye Chen's head, and faintly, a trace of electric light swam among the thunderclouds, and a trace of suppressed aura shrouded Ye Chen's body.

(End of chapter)