This was the first time that Ye Chen had unreservedly vented all his momentum, and the terrifying momentum swept the heavens and the earth, and the howling hurricane blew in the compound.

"Damn, this Ye Chen, why is his strength so strong. ”

Ji Rui, who was standing in the distance, narrowed his eyes, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

As the son-in-law of the Ji family, although Ji Rui has never seriously practiced ancient martial arts, he has an extremely obvious feeling for the breath.

The momentum that Ye Chen is now exposed is even stronger than Zu Yu.

As a peer, Ye Chen surpassed him so much, and Ji Rui, who thought he was the pride of the sky, was jealous.

"Brother Yang, let's do it together. ”

Zu Yu squinted, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately slapped towards Ye Chen.

"Your opponent is me. ”

Kaneki narrowed his eyes, a sharp look flashing in his eyes.

"Draw the sword. ”

Jin Mu let out a low sigh, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and suddenly drew his sword.

Silver sword light shot up into the sky, and fierce sword intent filled the surroundings.

Zu Yu's heart suddenly rose a sense of life and death crisis, and he immediately broke off, twisted his body, and slapped the sword light in front of him with one palm.

With a bang, sparks flew everywhere, Zu Yu involuntarily took a step back, and a trace of blood splattered out from his palm and dripped onto the ground.

"Such a powerful sword qi, who are you?"

Zu Yu's face changed, and he looked at Jin Mu with a solemn face.

"Haidong Sword Sect, Jin Mu. ”

Jin Mu said indifferently.

"Jin Mu, you are the Han Sword Saint Jin Mu, I didn't expect you to come to Huaxia. ”

Zu Yu frowned, his face suddenly changed, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"It's down there. ”

Jin Mu said indifferently: "You are not my opponent, why don't you and I just watch from the sidelines, how about it." ”

Now it's a bit of a problem.

Zu Yu's face was extremely gloomy at this time.

The name of the Korean Sword Saint, Zu Yu is like thunder.

This is the strongest grandmaster in Korean swordsmanship, and among the grandmasters, he is also a top-notch existence.

Between the grandmaster and the grandmaster, the difference in strength is still extremely obvious.

Those who have just entered the grandmaster have a very shallow use of the aura of heaven and earth, and their strength is slightly weaker, which is called the early stage of the grandmaster.

And a kendo master like Kaneki has studied kendo to the extreme, and has reached the strength of the late stage of the grandmaster.

Compared with Zu Yu, he is obviously weaker.

"Han Sword Saint, he actually spread wild in my Huaxia, whether it is your opponent or not, you will only know if you have fought it. ”

A trace of evil flashed in Zu Yu's eyes, and he stepped out in one step and slammed into Jin Mu with a punch.

"Stubborn. ”

Jin Mu waved the water cold sword and fought with Zu Yu.

Although Zu Yu had a slight advantage, Jin Mu couldn't take Zu Yu in a short period of time, and the two of them fought together.

"I actually invited the Han Sword Saint, but it's a pity that he can't save you. ”

Yang Herong said with a calm expression: "Today you will die." ”

"It's not certain who will save whom. ”

A cold color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he took a deep breath and hid on the ground.

The marble-paved ground suddenly trembled, as if trampled by a giant of the wilderness, and the fine cracks spread like spider webs in all directions.

With this momentum, Ye Chen's body was like thunder, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of dozens of meters and appeared in front of the drought.

"Roar. ”

The drought fish roared lowly, feeling the extremely strong crisis, and the muscles all over his body swelled, like a balloon that had been blown up, and suddenly grew half a meter taller, and his sharp claws grabbed towards Ye Chen.

"Die. ”

A touch of killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the power of flesh and blood was urged to the extreme, and a fist and a palm collided together.

There was a bang, as if two mountain peaks collided together, and there was a sound of steel colliding at the scene, and countless energy qi was wildly escaping towards the surroundings.

I only heard a roar, and the office building, which was originally a few years, was directly razed to the ground by this momentum.

Fortunately, Fang Yuqi, Hou Zhou and others had already withdrawn from the office area, watching the battle not far away from afar.

"It's so strong, it's like making a blockbuster movie. ”

Liang Xuan swallowed his throat, his eyes full of horror.

Even Ji Rui was extremely nervous.

If he couldn't kill Ye Chen today, he would be in danger.

I only heard a miserable scream from the smoke, and Ye Chen's fist directly penetrated the claws of the drought, and then slammed into the chest.

The blood-red scale armor cracked inch by inch, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound, and Ye Chen's strength followed the wound and directly blasted into the body of the Drought Fish.

The drought fish screamed, and a roar came out of his mouth, and he was directly blasted out by Ye Chen's punch, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"The flesh is so strong. ”

Ye Chen frowned, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

With the punch of his demigod body, he was only seriously injured, and he didn't even blow up the drought, which was a bit unexpected by Ye Chen.

It is worthy of the legendary fiercest thing, even if it is injured, it is still so strong.

"Dry. ”

Yang Herong's face changed, and he said with a calm expression: "You dare to hurt my drought and look for death." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Herong let out a low roar, his hands appeared glazed, and he slapped straight at Ye Chen.

"Glass hands? I'm not born with it. ”

A touch of indifference flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he also slapped it lightly with his palm.

With a bang, the terrifying pressure spread from Ye Chen's palm towards Yang Herong's arms.

The glass-colored palm slammed, and there was a broken sound, and the originally indestructible glass-colored hand was instantly shattered by Ye Chen.

Yang Herong screamed miserably, his body retreated rapidly, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"You...... How can you be so strong. ”

Yang Herong was not shocked.

Half a month ago, Ye Chen was still an ant slaughtered by Yang Herong at will.

Unexpectedly, in just half a month, he became a strong man who crushed him.

The gap between the front and back is really staggering.

"Suffer death. ”

A strong killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and his footsteps moved slightly, and he was about to kill Yang Herong.

At this time, the drought roared lowly, and a thick blood mist bombarded towards Ye Chen.

"Your trick is useless to me. ”

The blood and qi in Ye Chen's body were boiling, and the qi and blood were surging like ocean waves, and the Immortal Xuan Gong was urged by him to the extreme, and he directly repelled the drought with one punch.

Then his body moved, and he instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and appeared in front of Yang Herong.

"Silence. ”

Ye Chen punched out, and the heavens and the earth rolled upside down.

Like an immortal descending to earth, with a hint of ancient charm.

The terrifying aura of silence blew through Yang Herong's body in an instant.

With a bang, Yang Herong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was almost blasted through his body by Ye Chen's punch, and slid on the ground for dozens of meters before stopping.

"You're so weak. ”

Ye Chen's eyes were shining, as if a god had descended from the earth, and he shook his head and sighed.

(End of chapter)