'Roll' Ye Chen's sound was like thunder, and it resounded, giving people a domineering and boundless feeling, as if the person in front of him was the godless master who could shatter the sky, which was an invisible potential.

In mid-air, the heart of the young white-headed boy in a state of leaping jumped inexplicably, making his body slightly unstable. However, in an instant, he recovered, and after feeling the aura of the early Yuan Rank emanating from Ye Chen's body, he laughed silently, revealing two rows of teeth.

The palm fell, and it coincided with the palm slapped by Ye Chen, attracting the attention of the audience.

"Hehe, this kid really doesn't know life or death, he dares to break into the city with such a little strength, who gave him confidence." A Yuan Rank Sixth Heaven cultivator sneered.

"That's it, he's dead." On the side, there was a young man who echoed.

"The end is already sealed." Another cultivator said, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Send him back to the West." The Xuan-rank cultivator who had been sitting raised his eyelids at this time, glanced at Ye Chen and said, there was a slight annoyance between his words, it was because he actually trembled involuntarily because of Ye Chen's roller. This made him feel very unhappy, so he had already decided to let Ye Chen return to the West.

"Hehe, we don't have to make a move, Lao Bai's palm can give him half a life." Another said.

In the City Gate Cave, more than 100 people including Yang Song, who had finished dealing with the three miscellaneous fish, were also nervously watching the confrontation between Ye Chen and the young white-headed youth. For them, Ye Chen was their last hope, if Ye Chen lost in this encounter, then they would be really desperate, or at that time, a large part of them would take the initiative to withdraw from this duel trial.

"It must be fine." Yang Song clenched his fists and cheered himself up in his heart, compared to others. He was the one who was most nervous about the outcome this time. Although Yang Song usually behaves very arrogantly, strongly, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, these are actually just a cover for his self-protection, he has his pursuit, he has his persistence. Stepping into the world of cultivators was the most important thing in his life. For this he can give everything.

Everyone fell into a brief silence because of the first duel between Ye Chen and this young white-headed youth.

There was a faint layer of invisible ripples spreading in the air, turning into a wave of air and sweeping in all directions, blowing over the trialists who were caught off guard on the defending side.

A bloodshot rain fell in the sky, falling on the ground and turning into points of light. Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of them, some of them showed disbelief, while others, such as Yang Song and others, showed ecstatic looks.

In the duel with two palms, the side that spurted blood due to defeat was not Ye Chen, but the young white-headed youth. And the body of the young man with a white head flew in mid-air for several weeks before he landed in embarrassment, and on the other hand, Ye Chenmo said that his body did not even move the corners of his clothes.

"You...... Damn, you hide your strength. The young white-headed young man stared at Ye Chen with bloodshot eyes, and his heart was full of anger.

Ye Chen's eyes swept over the embarrassed young white-headed youth, and said lightly, "Idiot."

"If you seek death, I will kill you today." The young man with a white head wiped away the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth. Said viciously.

"You don't have a chance." Ye Chen kindly reminded him.

"What?" The young white-headed young man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a slight clicking sound. Even if his complexion changed drastically, he was a little afraid to look at it.

"Thank me, so that you don't have to experience the feeling of death, and others may not." Ye Chen glanced at the rest of the cultivators with deep meaning.

"Damn, shit, shit." The young bald man said three damned. But there was nothing he could do to stop the shattering of the counting crystal, and he was powerless to return to the sky. When the light of teleportation came, the young white-headed young man was moved to this sword domain dueling arena under this irresistible force, and all his battle points were obtained by Ye Chen, making Ye Chen's total battle record reach four thousand one hundred and fifty-one. It's a little closer to the hundredth.

Ye Chen's face was still as calm as at the beginning, he took a few steps forward and gave way to the city gate, correspondingly, those who were guarding this city gate, including the Xuan-rank cultivator, all involuntarily took a few steps back, being oppressed by Ye Chen's momentum.

"Boss, you are so powerful, I decided, I Yang Song will follow you in the future." Yang Song excitedly walked to Ye Chen's side and shouted.

Ye Chen's face was strange, he really couldn't put the current Yang Song with the image of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard that intercepted him at the beginning, the contrast between the front and back was too great.

"I'm only bringing you into the city, and you're up to the rest." Ye Chen had to clarify, otherwise with these hundreds of people following, his speed would undoubtedly be greatly slowed down. For Ye Chen now, time is the most important thing.

When Yang Song heard this, he didn't show the same disappointment as the others, he had already made up his mind in his heart to hug Ye Chen's thigh, even if it was a stalker.

"Don't get carried away, boy." Maybe it was because he was taken by Ye Chen's momentum twice that the young man of the Xuan Rank felt humiliated, and he could no longer remain calm at the moment, his face was gloomy, and he took two steps, and said Sen Ran.

"Brother Chen is going to make a move, that kid will definitely lose." A yellow-haired young man breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Boss, be careful, this is Chen Xuanwu of the Wu Chen Alliance, a person from the Chen family who cultivates the family." Yang Song reminded with some concern.

"Chen Xuanwu?" Ye Chen suddenly felt that the name seemed to be a little familiar, showing a thoughtful expression, and after a few seconds, Ye Chen finally remembered the source of this familiarity.

"Chen Xuanwu, right? Chen Xuanwen or Chen Xuantong, who are they? Ye Chen spoke.

"That's my brother and cousin." Chen Xuanwu said proudly, he couldn't help but have a sense of superiority in his heart, and when he thought about it, Ye Chen mentioned that these two people must have been shocked by his two elder brothers.

"Oh." Ye Chen replied lightly, and there was no scene of Ye Chen's overtures to him as Chen Xuanwu imagined.

"That's all." Chen Xuanwu felt that he had been provoked in the most serious way.

Ignoring Chen Xuanwu, Ye Chen whispered to himself: "The three brothers of the Chen family are really destined for me, it's just that, they have bullied two, and it is only fair to let the three of them take turns again." ”

Although Ye Chen's words were light, Yang Song beside him was close enough, so he listened to it all, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of blood, excited to the extreme, he believed that Ye Chen would not be untargeted, this must be true.

"Look for death." Chen Xuanwu was furious, and he was about to launch an offensive.

At this moment, Ye Chen raised his head, looked at everyone proudly, and said domineeringly: "You can't do it alone, you can go together." Ye Chen pointed to all the cultivators here.

…… (To be continued.) )