In the smoke and dust, Jin Mang and his qi flew wildly, and the hideous killing intent filled the space.

Lu Chuanfeng took a few steps back, clenched the right arm of the Cold Fire Demon Sword, trembling slightly, his whole body blood and qi rolling, his face pale, and Ye Chen's body remained motionless, and his golden armor was draped, like a god of war descending to earth.

In this collision, it is obvious that Ye Chen is superior.

Lu Chuanfeng looked at Ye Chen, his eyes were gloomy, and he said indifferently: "I didn't expect you to have a mutant elemental body, but if you think that I only have this ability, then you are very wrong." ”

Between the words, Lu Chuanfeng's eyes widened, and a gray-black flame actually rose from within his eyes, and the flame was extremely cold and full of strange aura.

"Dead"

With his hands clapping, Lu Chuanfeng's eyes stared at Ye Chen, and the gray-black flame turned into a fierce wave of flames, endless, and unavoidable.

"I didn't expect Lu Chuanfeng to directly use the Eye of Yan Huo, it seems that his killing intent has been decided. ”

The crowd secretly said in their hearts, looking at the gray-black flames, all with a deep sense of jealousy.

Seeing the fierce flames, Ye Chen's toes moved, and his body turned into a flying snowflake, as fast as a frightening wave, scurrying and jumping in the waves of fire, like a peerless dancer.

"Stupid!"

However, Lu Chuanfeng sneered, and his eyes suddenly spread out a circle of ripples.

In an instant, the fierce waves of fire in the sky turned into giant palms of flames, as if they had already known Ye Chen's movement trajectory, and pounced in advance, the speed was extremely fast, and the scorching wave swept by, and even the hard black stone had a tendency to melt.

Ye Chen was startled, and a punch blasted out, and the golden dragon behind him roared out, blasting all the flame giant palms into nothingness.

"It's dangerous. ”

Ye Chen looked at the dissipated flames, his heart trembled, but as soon as he recovered his breath, a strong wind swept behind him, and when he turned around, a pair of gray and black emotionless eyes were imprinted into his field of vision.

"That's the end of it, Yan Huo's heart!"

With Lu Chuanfeng's words, the space was silent, and a demonic flame lotus flower suddenly emerged from Ye Chen's body, and the lotus began to seep out a strange blood, and the fireworks were terrifying.

"This Ye Chen, who was actually completely locked by the Eye of Yan Huo, was dead. ”

Lu Chuanfeng had a dark smile on his face, as if he had seen the tragic picture of Ye Chen turning into a corpse.

The Eye of Yan Fire was born by Lu Chuanfeng, and it was a kind of innate pupil technique.

Different from Dugu Yang's Black Flame of Destruction, this gray-black flame is a shadowless and formless heart fire.

Those who have a fire in their hearts are born from their hearts and have nothing to hide.

As long as he is stared at by the eye of Yan Huo, the other party will give birth to a heart fire, and every word and deed, every move, will be scorched endlessly.

And as Lu Chuanfeng, who controls the fire of his heart, he can easily grasp Ye Chen's traces, body methods, illusions, and even the bewildering trap formation, in his eyes, they are all useless.

Ye Chen glanced at the flame lotus flower on his body, his body moved slightly, and a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow hit like a wave, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

"How is it? The taste of being burned by the fire of the heart is painful, isn't it?"

Lu Chuanfeng was full of smug contempt for Ye Chen, behind him, fierce flames were roaring wildly, gushing out, and at the same time, on Lu Chuanfeng's body, the cold sword qi was entwined there, like a wild python that chose people to devour, watching its prey.

The entire blackstone arena is like a world of flames.

However, Ye Chen's face was still calm, his eyes were shining with brilliant golden light, and the surging battle intent was even stronger, as if he was going to tear this piece of sky into pieces.

"Murderous Powers"

A soft cry sounded in his heart, and a cyan light poured out, wrapping Ye Chen's hands, and behind him, a proud tiger roared thousands of miles and trembled.

Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes, his hands actually made a buzzing sound, and under the surprised gaze of countless people, a pair of cyan tiger claws emerged, and the fierce wind swept through, as if cutting the air into countless pieces.

"Ye Chen, don't you understand?"

Lu Chuanfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, looking at the hideous cyan tiger claws, and laughed wildly: "The strongest thing about the eye of Yan Huo is that it can make the opponent fall into the endless torture of heart fire, even if you close your eyes, you can't escape the pain, even if you are unparalleled in martial arts, you don't want to show it." ”

Click!

A crisp sound came out, and the gray-black flames in the sky were all torn apart, making Lu Chuanfeng's eyes tremble.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Chuanfeng exclaimed, and in his eyes, a figure that was extremely fast turned into a cyan streamer.

The wind, howling, tiger claws, tearing through the air with a cacophony.

At that moment, Ye Chen seemed to be transforming into a mighty tiger, moving forward, rushing towards Lu Chuanfeng, unable to stop.

Seeing this scene, the crowd trembled.

The flame lotus flower that represents the heart fire still appears on Ye Chen's body, which shows that the heart fire has not disappeared, and is still burning Ye Chen's body.

But even so, Ye Chen's speed is still as fast as a frightening wave, the tiger claw in his hand, the roaring golden dragon behind him, a dragon and a tiger, destroying the withering and decaying, destroying everything, as if no one is in a realm.

"What a terrifying young man, his heart is burning and he can't bear the pain, he actually treats it as nothing, lets his heart burn his body, and doesn't even make a muffled snort, how strong is his willpower?"

Hu Yangtie gasped, even if he faced the endless burning of his heart, he would feel afraid from the bottom of his heart, but at this moment, Ye Chen used his actions to prove what will and tenacity were.

Qinglian Sword Song!

Seeing Ye Chen come over, Lu Chuanfeng came back to his senses from his sluggishness, his hands trembled, and his endless qi went crazy again, turning into a sword qi lotus flower, trying to stop Ye Chen.

"Does it work?"

Ye Chen's eyes became cold, his hands waved suddenly, and behind him, a huge cyan tiger shadow flashed out, and at the same time, the hundred-meter golden dragon also exuded endless dragon power, the golden light flashed, and the aura of destruction swept through the entire space.

Dragons, look down on the world.

Tigers, roaring mountains and forests.

A dragon and a tiger, rushing around the body, Ye Chen at this moment, his long black hair was blown up and down by the strong wind, his eyes were like knives, like swords, full of fierce domineering meaning.

"Broken"

The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the sword qi lotus flower that blocked in front of Ye Chen collapsed violently, and the endless sword qi flowed wantonly in the ring, reflecting Lu Chuanfeng's extremely frightened face.

"You want to kill me?"

Lu Chuanfeng looked at the approaching killing intent, gritted his silver teeth, and a set of hideous black armor appeared on his body, and above the armor, a thick black mist was filled.

"It's another ground-level spiritual treasure. ”

When the crowd saw this, they all let out a sigh.

Originally, Lu Chuanfeng used the Cold Fire Demon Sword, and he had already taken the lead, and now he used a set of armor to defend, so he didn't think about a fair decisive battle at all.

He just wanted to win and kill Ye Chen on the spot.

However, Ye Chen's face was still indifferent, and a few words came out of his mouth.

"Deadly Shadow Kill!"

In an instant, his body turned into a phantom, the dragon form dissipated, the tiger shadow was annihilated, and only an extreme black light appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Ye Chen's figure appeared ten meters behind Lu Chuanfeng, and on his arm, a string of hot blood quietly dripped on the black stone, bringing a bloody aura.

This blood did not come from Ye Chen.

That was Lu Chuanfeng's heart's work.

The crowd's minds shuddered, and their eyes froze there, barely believing their eyes.

In the ring, Lu Chuanfeng stood alone, the Cold Fire Demon Sword was still clenched in his hand, and the gray-black Yan Fire was also constantly rolling, however, in his heart, there was a void.

At the moment when the pitch-black armor appeared, everyone thought that Ye Chen's attack would be disintegrated and Lu Chuanfeng would achieve the final victory, but Ye Chen proved his strength with silent actions.

One hit, just one hit.

Pierced through the ground-level spirit treasure and tore Lu Chuanfeng's heart at the same time.

Fang Han, his eyes were full of surprise, this set of armor was called Black Demon Armor, it was ranked as a ground-level spirit treasure, and its defensive power was particularly amazing, enough to withstand the full force of the Yuangang Realm powerhouse.

But Ye Chen actually pierced such a set of armor alive.

Yang Qizhi stood up, the smile on his face froze, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, the Cold Fire Demon Sword, the Eye of Yan Fire, and the Black Demon Armor given by Fang Han, so many hole cards, they couldn't resist Ye Chen's footsteps.

Burst!

Lu Chuanfeng spit out a mouthful of blood, his knees were weak, and the whole person fell to the ground, panting heavily, his eyes became particularly confused, looking at Ye Chen, who was standing proudly, he felt like an ant, humble and insignificant.

"You lost. ”

Ye Chen turned around and looked at Lu Chuanfeng expressionlessly.

Because of the continuous burning of his heart, blood continued to escape from his pores, which looked extremely terrifying, but Ye Chen did not fall, he just stood there, his back was like a gun, and his eyes were full of tenacity and pride.

"Impossible, this impossible, how can you be so strong? Are you a human or a ghost?" Lu Chuanfeng couldn't bear the taste of failure, he roared hysterically, looking crazy.

If he loses to the master of the inner door, Lu Chuanfeng has no complaints.

But today, he lost to Ye Chen, a newcomer who had just entered the Feather Transformation Sect for less than two months.

This newcomer is not as good as him in cultivation, not as good as him in martial arts, not as good as him in martial arts, not as good as him in terms of spiritual treasure, not as good as him, and in almost any aspect, Lu Chuanfeng has a great advantage.

However, the final loser was him, Lu Chuanfeng.

The fist roared, Ye Chen slowly stretched out his fists, and the killing intent in his eyes filled the heavens and the earth.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's die. ”

The body flashed by, like a phantom, and in an instant, it came to Lu Chuanfeng's body.

Lu Chuanfeng stared at Ye Chen, his face was like earth, he was defeated this time, he was completely defeated, from now on, no matter how hard he cultivated, it would be difficult to surpass the person in front of him.

He had lost the sense of resistance.

"Stop!"

When Yang Qizhi threw that punch from Ye Chen, his body stood up, Yuan Gang was raging, his body rushed directly towards the ring, as fast as a streamer, and at the same time, an incomparably strong Yuan Gang condensed into a palm and slapped towards Ye Chen.

Rumble!

Yuan Gang's palm collapsed instantly, Ye Chen's body took more than ten steps back, his throat was fishy, and a few mouthfuls of blood immediately spurted out.

In the fierce fight just now, he was seriously injured, and just now, Yang Qizhi suddenly made another move, which caught Ye Chen off guard, and he could only forcibly resist to save his life.

Ye Chen, who was standing in the middle of the ring, slowly raised his eyes and landed in front of him, looking at Yang Qizhi, his eyes were full of endless killing intent and coldness.

Feeling Ye Chen's indifference, Yang Qizhi felt a sense of contempt, and shouted angrily: "Bold Ye Chen, Lu Chuanfeng has lost his ability to fight just now, why are you still killing the killer?"

"It's really ridiculous, why can't I kill him?" Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his proud body stood up again, his back straightened, looked directly at Yang Qizhi, and said with a smile: "The battle of life and death, never die, I want to kill Lu Chuanfeng, it is natural, no one can stop it." ”

"Hehe, such a domineering boy. ”

On the stand of the Heavenly Burning Pavilion, the inner gate elder wearing a robe stood up, his face full of contempt: "Although this is a battle of life and death, you and Lu Chuanfeng are originally from the same door, and if you say kill, you will kill, what is the difference between this and cold-blooded beasts?"

"Elder Zhong is right, between the same sect, there is no deep hatred, if you win, just stop it, Fang is the true character of a chivalrous man, but you are a kid, your hands are full of blood, and your killing intent is strong, if you continue to stay in the Feather Sect, I don't know how many killings you will create, and I also ask Elder Yang to clean up the portal to set an example. ”

It was the inner door elder of the Houtu Pavilion who spoke, and when he saw that Ye Chen was going to kill Lu Chuanfeng, he secretly said in his heart: This son is a demon and will be killed, and he must not stay.

"A bunch of stuff. ”

Ye Chen smiled coldly, making the two elders' faces flush, and they scolded angrily in unison: "Bold boy, how dare you insult me?"

"What about insulting you?" Ye Chen was not afraid, looked directly at these two people, and said loudly: "This place is the Yuhua Sect, and you are just spectators who came to watch the battle, since you are a spectator, you should keep your mouth shut and sit quietly on the wooden chair, what does it matter if I want to kill Lu Chuanfeng?"

The two elders were so angry that their chests were tight, but they heard Ye Chen say: "Just now, I fought fiercely with Lu Chuanfeng, he first took out the Cold Fire Demon Sword, and then used the Eye of Yan Huo, it can be said that he had the intention of killing, why didn't the three of you stop it before, and now I want to kill Lu Chuanfeng, but you jumped out one by one?"

Hearing this, Yang Qizhi and the three of them were speechless, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.

Ye Chen's face sneered even more: "Why? Speechless, why don't I answer for you, the three of you have grievances with me, if I am killed by Lu Chuanfeng, you will clap your hands and laugh loudly, but you didn't expect that Lu Chuanfeng actually lost to me, so you just took action to stop it, and even reversed black and white and put me to death, am I right?"

"Full of nonsense!"

Yang Qizhi immediately retorted, his eyes full of threat.

However, this statement has no deterrent effect.

The battle of life and death, never to die, that is a matter of course, Yang Qizhi first intervened to stop it, and then the ghost talk continued, covering Lu Chuanfeng's heart, which was obvious and disgraceful.

The two elders of the Houtu Pavilion and the Heavenly Burning Pavilion reversed black and white in an attempt to frame Ye Chen, but Yang Qizhi not only did not defend it, but also revealed a threat, such an act was chilling.

How can such a person be convinced and trusted?

The disciples of the Imperial Sword Hall, one by one, were full of sighs, and the people of the Yang family, all of them had gloomy faces, they lowered their heads, and their faces were full of annoyance, this Lu Chuanfeng, one after another, was losing face one after another, and he was simply ruining the prestige of the Yang family for a hundred years.

Feeling the cold gaze of everyone, Yang Qizhi actually had a feeling of betrayal and separation, he gritted his teeth, blocked in front of Lu Chuanfeng, and shouted angrily: "Ye Chen, as long as I am here, you don't want to touch Lu Chuanfeng's cold hair today." ”

Yang Qizhi knew that in such a situation, he had to save Lu Chuanfeng's life no matter what, so that he could be appreciated by the second prince, make a comeback, and regain his prestige.

Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, his voice was as calm as an ancient well, and said, "Since you have said everything to this point, then I have to kill you too." ”

In the next moment, he slowly took out the Thunder Bow.

Bend the bow and arrows, and the wind and thunder surge.

Ye Chen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, in those golden eyes, a wisp of demonic purple brilliance flashed by, and the killing intent once again filled the audience. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Invincible Literature from Little White Face" for free for the first time.