Burst!

Another mouthful of blood spat out, and the disciple was completely knocked away, flying upside down from the battle platform like a sandbag, smashing the earth out of a big hole.

"It's... Is this a failure?"

"It's too... It's too fast!" The disciples watching the battle in the audience obviously hadn't reacted yet.

They didn't see the gorgeous occult arts and secret methods in their imagination, and to be more precise, they didn't have time to perform them at all, and they were defeated by Ye Chen one after another, and the two true disciples of Renyang Peak were defeated.

"Ye Chen, you really deserve to die. "On the side of Renyang Peak, another disciple rushed up and killed.

"Huangshan Yin. "This disciple is smart, he knows that he is not Ye Chen's opponent in close quarters, and he will make a big move when he comes up.

"The old man of the True Yang Realm has been destroyed, and he is still afraid of you being a bear child?" Ye Chen was extremely strong, not retreating but advancing, his left hand smashed the Yellow Mountain Seal with a palm, and his right hand shook the mountain with a punch to beat the disciple and retreated.

"Bondage Vine Technique. In the process of retreating, the disciple quickly pinched his handprints with both hands.

Immediately, there were many vines on the battle platform that broke through the ground, like swimming snakes, winding towards Ye Chen, this disciple needless to say that he was a monk with a wood attribute, otherwise he would not be able to perform this body-binding vine technique.

Zheng!

Ye Chen flipped his hand and took out the Chixiao Sword, and then stepped on the mysterious steps of the Shadow Thousand Illusions, cutting off the entwined tree vines with one sword, and killed the disciple in three or two steps, Ling Tian slashed down with a sword.

"Soil escape. Seeing this, the disciple swooped into the ground.

"Get out. With a loud drink, Ye Chen waved his arm, and shook the mountain and smashed it directly on the battle platform.

Rumble!

The battle platform trembled, and the disciple who had just escaped underground was shocked and flew out.

Ye Chen's speed was extremely fast, like the wind, and before that disciple could land, he was caught by his leg.

Next, it's his usual trick.

Rumble!

With a rumbling sound, the disciple who was grabbed by the leg was thrown to the ground by Ye Chen, and like the disciples who were thrown before, he was so broken that his intestines were about to vomit out.

"Again... Another remnant. In the audience, many people sighed, as if they were no longer surprised by Ye Chen's fierceness.

Zheng!

Zheng!

As the two swords shot head-on to the stage, Diyang Peak had a younger brother who came up.

Pound!

Pound!

Ye Chen took out his sword extremely quickly, slashed the two sword rays, and then retreated sharply, because the disciple actually spat out smoke from his mouth, and the smoke billowed out, enveloping the battle platform and obscuring the sight of the audience watching the battle.

Pound!

Bang dang!

Airplanes!

I could only hear that on the battle platform shrouded in smoke, there was a constant sound like this, needless to say, Ye Chen and that disciple were fighting.

"This is a mist of phantom smoke, I don't know if Ye Chen can break it. ”

"I've heard that the phantom smoke and mist have caused many disciples who have cultivated to be extraordinary to suffer a lot. ”

"Really, fake. ”

Rumble!

With a roar on the battle platform, the conversation stopped from the audience.

Then, a figure covered in blood flew upside down, and by the time it hit the ground, it had already fainted.

"Yes, you don't have to look at it, you were half killed by Ye Chen. ”

Soon, the phantom smoke and fog dispersed, and Ye Chen's figure appeared on the stage.

"Hurt. Xiong Er saw a blood gully on Ye Chen's back and a sword mark on his shoulder at a glance.

"Kill him. The disciples of Diyang Peak moved, as if they didn't want to give Ye Chen the slightest time to react.

The war resumed.

This disciple of Diyang Peak was stronger than Ye Chen imagined, and the most important thing was that he had a variety of secret techniques, which made him unguardable.

By the time the disciple was knocked half to death, he had multiple scars on his body.

"Kill!" One of the true disciples of Renyang Peak pounced, and the shot was a big move.

Next, the true disciples of Renyang Peak and Diyang Peak continued to rush onto the battle platform.

They are all ruthless, leaving no room for anything, and they are all big killer moves, and the people who go further are stronger, and all kinds of secret techniques are endless.

Although Ye Chen has the strength to fight at the next level, he can't stand so many people taking turns to fight, every time he defeats a true disciple, there will be a lot of blood marks on his body, and the Taoist robes he wears are dyed blood.

"If you continue to fight like this, sooner or later you will be consumed. Xiong Er clenched his small fists and gritted his teeth.

War!

The audience was full of Ye Chen's sonorous voice.

He is full of blood and blood, like a little strong who can't be killed, his vitality is extremely tenacious, and he has disabled several true disciples along the way, but he is still alive.

Yes.....!

Yes......!

Compared to Ye Chen, the faces of the disciples of Diyang Peak and Renyang Peak were much more ugly.

They are all Tianjiao disciples of various peaks, and they are pinned on high hopes, which one is not the best, and which one is not a cultivator who is not overpowering Ye Chen, but they are beaten all over the ground by Ye Chen of the Qi Condensation Realm.

The battle situation here has long been rumored to be on Renyang Peak and Diyang Peak.

"Waste, it's all waste. Ge Hong was furious, it was the true disciple he had personally trained, and he was actually overwhelmed by a condensing qi realm, so how could he not be angry.

Qingyang Zhenren was no better, hearing the disciple's report, it was also thunder and anger, Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectations, and he began to wonder if the decision to let the true disciple go out of the customs in advance was right.

Compared with Ge Hong and Qingyang Zhenren, Tianyang Peak's Zhong Laodao's expression was very exciting.

There was a crooked neck tree on Tianyang Peak, and he sat there with his hands in his hands, scolding endlessly, "Lao Tzu has cultivated for a hundred years, he is really blind, a condensing realm!

I have to say, he can see it.

Although his disciples also have something to do with Ye Chen, he still teaches well, at least he doesn't engage in conspiracy and tricks, and he is not like Qingyang Zhenren and Ge Hong.

Now it seems that his decision is still very correct, if he allows the disciples under the seat to find Ye Chen to fight, God knows how many can come back standing up.

"Evil!" Zhong Laodao covered his old face, and his heart hurt!

Rumble!

On the Fengyun Platform, a disciple of Diyang Peak was so smashed by Ye Chen that he couldn't even recognize his mother.

"This is the first few. The disciples in the audience subconsciously asked.

"Fifteenth. Someone sighed.

"The true disciples of Renyang Peak and Diyang Peak were more than half disabled by Ye Chen!"

"But I don't think Ye Chen is much better. ”

Hearing this, many people looked at the battle platform.

There, Ye Chen's consciousness was drenched in blood, and there were so many wounds that people couldn't bear to look at directly, and he staggered several times and almost fell on the battle platform, and the two peaks took turns to fight, and Rao was carrying Danhai, and he was also a little lacking in the true qi consumed.

"Boy, let's go, if you fight again, something will happen. Xiong Er hurriedly reminded in the audience.

Ye Chen nodded, he knew his own physical condition, he would fight one after another, and if he continued to fight, he would most likely die on this battle platform.

What's more, the previous duels were all true transmission disciples from the fifth to seventh levels of the Human Yuan Realm, and most of the remaining true transmission disciples were from the eighth level of the Human Yuan Realm to the ninth level of the Human Yuan Realm, and there were even two of them who had already stepped into the True Yang Realm.

Although he thought that he could still fight the eighth level of a person's Yuan Realm, it was a price to pay for blood, and he couldn't afford to fight.

With this thought in his heart, he was about to turn around.

However, on the side of Diyang Peak, there was already a disciple who came up.

The disciple had a feminine face, holding a spiritual jade fan, and looked polite, but he had two sharp lips, and his face was even coated with rouge gouache that only women use.

"In Xia Xu Kang, this is polite. The purple-clothed disciple did not start the fight on the spot, but first reported his name, and did not forget to arch his hand to Ye Chen as he spoke.

It's just that everyone may not have noticed that at the moment he gave up, a silver needle that was not as thick as a hair had been beaten out by him, although Ye Chen was extra vigilant, but he was still hit.

Soon, the poison carried by the silver needle quickly dispersed in Ye Chen's body.

Then, his body, centered on the silver needle, turned black, and the speed of its spread caught him off guard.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Chen's body staggered and almost fell.

"In the duel of wind and clouds, you dare to use poison. Staring at Xu Kang coldly, a cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.