With Ye Chen's palm, he slapped out.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, the river boiled and was immediately evaporated.

In the palm of his hand, the clouds quickly turned red, as if the entire river and sky had been burned.

Burning the sky, one palm can burn the sky.

Even if his current cultivation is no longer at its peak, the power he can exert is still extraordinary.

The people watching the battle around couldn't help but sweat, and a few words came to their minds.

The sea is boiled into wine!

That's right, only these words can describe the shock in their hearts, and they may not be able to forget this scene in their lives.

"Divine skill, it can be called a divine skill!" Yue Jiuzhong's eyes widened, and his lower lips trembled.

Ye Chen's image in his heart was once again raised a lot, like a god.

At the same time, the huge palm print in the air went straight to Yuan Bupo, who was running fast.

Feel the heat coming from behind you.

"Give it to me!"

Yuan Bupo punched the river under his feet, and with a loud noise, more than a dozen huge waves of more than ten zhang instantly exploded around him.

The waves all met the palm print.

The next moment.

The expression on Yuan Bupo's face suddenly froze.

Because he found that the dozen or so huge waves had not yet touched the palm print, they directly volatilized into steaming heat.

The hairs on Yuan Bupo's whole body stood up at that moment, and he roared: "No!"

"Bang!"

The palm print slammed into him, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down hundreds of meters away, and finally smashed into the bottom of the river like a cannonball.

And the place where he fell into it boiled, gurgling and bubbling, setting off bursts of blazing white waves.

There was a dead silence on the river, and everyone's faces were full of horror and shock.

Defeated!

Yuan is not ruined!

Whether he is dead or alive, he has already been defeated.

This veteran grandmaster, who has been famous for many years, was defeated by the martial arts master who everyone had high hopes for, and he was defeated by Master Ye with one move.

This moment.

Everyone's eyes looked at Ye Chen in unison.

On the boiling river, that figure stood with his hands in his hands, his sleeves flying, like a dazzling sun, so that everyone dared not look directly.

"He ...... Actually won?" Yue Susu bit her lip tightly, her pretty face shocked.

Liu Feng's eyes widened, and it was very difficult to accept: "Impossible, impossible!"

Wang Shao sat on the ground and trembled.

As soon as he thought that he had insulted Ye Chen for being a dirt bun and asked him to apologize to Liu Feng, he couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of the world.

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this time, a violent coughing sound woke everyone up, and they looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a naked, black figure emerging from the river, and half of the other party's body was scorched black, which was very miserable.

He...... Yuan Bupo?

He's not dead yet?

Don't wait for everyone to react.

I saw the black shadow rushing towards the other end of the river, and jumped more than ten zhang away in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was shocked.

Yuan Bupo actually ran away!

The dignified martial arts master actually chose to run away, this scene was really unacceptable to them.

"Yuan Bupo, you can't escape, today's Lanjiang River is your burial place!"

Ye Chen's body moved, and he quickly chased after him on the river, and his voice was extremely confident.

Feel the sound of the wind breaking.

Yuan Bupo was so frightened that he didn't even dare to turn his head back, and ran for his life with all his might.

Just a few breaths.

Ye Chen's figure appeared behind Yuan Bupo like a ghost, and Yuan Bupo turned around and punched hard.

Ye Chen also threw a punch, and after the two fists collided, Yuan Bupo's right arm was broken in response, and before he could react, the whole person was lifted into the air by Ye Chen.

"Master Ye, let me go!"

Yuan Bupo looked at him with fear on his face: "Today's matter should be the old man's fault, it's good for you to let the old man go, the old man will no longer care about the death of my disciple at your hands, and at the same time, he will give you his life savings." ”

The voice fell.

The entire river was in an uproar.

A martial arts master who was famous in Zhenhua Country twenty years ago actually said such a thing, which made them feel disdainful, but also a feeling of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox.

"I said, with a waste like you, I can destroy you with one hand!"

Ye Chen shook his head with an indifferent expression: "When you arrive at the Hades Palace, you must remember that the person who killed you is me Ye Nanmad!"

Just as he was about to pinch Yuan Bupo's throat bone, an extremely anxious voice came.

"Wait!"

The voice came from far and near.

Everyone couldn't help but look back.

I saw a figure quickly sweeping over the river in the distance, and the figure was getting closer and closer, and finally completely revealed in everyone's sight.

It was an old man in black, with a somewhat gloomy expression, and most importantly, a golden knife and sword cross pattern engraved on his chest.

"It's someone from the Martial Alliance!"

Someone's face changed, and he immediately recognized it.

Meanwhile.

Lu Tong, who was on a speedboat, immediately looked happy: "It's Elder Feng, Elder Feng is here!"

Facing everyone's awe-inspiring gaze.

The old man didn't say a word, and quickly swept to a distance of less than fifty meters away from Ye Chen before stopping, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Bupo, who was lifted in the air by Ye Chen.

"Senior brother, save me, I don't want to die!" Yuan Bupo seemed to grasp the life-saving straw.

The old man snorted coldly, then looked at Ye Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Master Ye, the contemptible Feng Kuohai, is the elder of the Wumeng, Yuan Bupo is my junior brother, and I hope you will give me a face and let him go." ”

As his voice fell.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, first, they were shocked that the old man turned out to be the elder of the Wumeng, and second, the other party turned out to be Yuan Bupo's senior brother.

One Sect and Two Grandmasters?

It's terrifying.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, and secretly shook their heads, the Martial Alliance intervened, and a martial arts master came.

Master Ye didn't dare to kill Yuan Bupo, right?

However, Ye Chen laughed: "Give you a face?"

"Yes, as long as you ......" Feng Kuohai nodded, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a click, which was the sound of bones shattering.

He hurriedly took a look and found that Yuan Bupo's throat bone had been directly pinched off by Ye Chen.

Feng Kuohai was furious: "You ......"

I have reported my identity, and the other party dares to kill my junior brother, it is simply unreasonable!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, rubbing their eyes, and thinking that they had seen it wrong.

Ye Chen threw away Yuan Bupo's body, touched the ring on his hand and grinned: "What if you kill it?"

"You...... You ......" Feng Kuohai's face was gloomy like water, and a murderous intent emanated from his body.

Ye Chen shook his head lightly: "Since you want to be nosy, then take my sword!"

The voice fell.

An ancient sword suddenly appeared on his right hand, and it was the ancient sword obtained from the ancestral tomb of the Tang family.

A sword slashed out, and the sword light was like electricity.

In the stunned expressions of everyone, they saw a golden sword light rising into the sky piercing the sky, directly dividing the entire river into two.

The whistling sword intent followed one after another like a shark with its head exposed, and it quickly attacked Feng Kuohai with a strong wind and huge waves.

"At this time, the old man doesn't care anymore!"

Feng Kuohai's face changed, and after gasping for air, he turned around and ran, eager to have two more legs.

This moment.

Everyone held their breath one after another, and their eyes converged on the emaciated figure standing on the water, their expressions were different, and a few words appeared in their minds.

The sea is boiled into wine, and a sword shines in Kyushu!

Ye Chen withdrew the ancient sword and glanced at everyone, and his indifferent voice shook the entire river.

"Nan Tu is dead!"

"From now on, my name is Ye Nanmad!"