On stage, off stage.

The feeling is always different.

For the Chengtian disciples in the audience, they want to see jokes, just like the soil bun entered the Houmen family, although they don't say it, how many people are looking forward to it, how many people are looking forward to it, how many foreign appearances, and by the way, they can joke about it.

But for most people, it's expectation.

After all, a person who slashes Ye Lingxuan with a sword can be ordinary?!

Of course, most people are always in a mood that is always in a state of flux.

Yun Che covered the geniuses, overwhelmed, it was difficult for anyone to match the ability, and he was more or less looking forward to whether someone could pull this peerless first person down from the altar.

However, the paradox is that he was worried about this secular emperor, so he slapped the sect in the face, and told them with facts that the sect can cultivate a fart by cultivating, cultivating, and cultivating deeply.

In the court, he is riddled with all things, fetters of red dust, and he still hangs and beats you sect disciples.

However, feeling that their thoughts were too mixed, everyone shook their heads and pressed down, but fortunately they didn't think about it, they all looked at the ring, and waited for the final conclusion of the coffin.

Yushu was more nervous than anyone else.

My own man, who is obviously invincible, is underestimated, and always thinks that I can teach these people a lesson and let them know the depth and depth.

"...... after today!"

Yun Che stared at Chen Chujian, and was about to open his mouth to talk nonsense.

Chen Chujian interrupted casually, "If you came up just for a nonsense, then you should have shut your mouth just now." ”

War, no war, a happy word.

Clean and neat.

Swaggering challenge, stand on stage, who listens to so much nonsense from you.

+30 worship points from Gongsun Wan'er

+40 worship points from Viet Ching language

+30 worship points from Xiao Ling'er

......

The eyes of the women of the following sects are covered with brilliant colors.

They can't think about it that much.

Who slaps and covers the top of their heads, it has nothing to do with them, they only care, who is more amazing.

It's simple, but it's much more realistic.

"Good!"

Compared with Chen Chujian, Yun Che also thinks that he is indeed a little pretentious.

Say 'good', and the momentum rises sharply.

The True Yuan of the Spiritual Sea Triple was like a Han Sea, boiling and exploding, sweeping the entire audience, rolling up a cold wind, forming a frenzied and terrifying storm, and the bombardment of the void hummed.

In the audience, many geniuses were shocked.

Especially for those who have challenged Yun Che just now, it is difficult to hide the shame.

Compared to the previous duel.

Only at this moment did Yun Che show his true strength.

Before, I fought with them, and I didn't go all out at all.

Oh, what a winner, dismissive.

The defeated are humiliated and humiliated.

The elders who watched nodded secretly, affirming Yun Che's talent, because, in terms of the degree of true yuan, it was enough to see that Yun Che's dantian was wider and had stronger potential than others.

To be the first person is well deserved.

Chen Chu didn't move, but Yun Che moved.

The fist mark was like a dragon, mixed with the dragon's roar, and a huge dragon shadow hovered up from him, and as he moved, it rushed down into the sky.

In an instant, the fist turned into a dragon's head, and the void was distorted, smashing Chen Chu's door in the air.

The speed is extremely fast, and the punches are heavy.

This is the medium-grade spell of Chengtian Sect, the Broken Dragon Fist.

Sky.

Many people pay more attention to the fact that in the sky, there is also a fist mark smashing down.

If you don't pay attention, you will be defeated.

Chen Chujian raised his hand and slapped it away, like a sweep of dust, the dragon's head collapsed, the fist print exploded, and all the domineering momentum was also suppressed.

Yun Che wanted to retreat.

However, the slap, countless times faster than his punch, swept across his arm, bringing up a gust of wind that swept violently across his face.

Slap, by the way.

Syllable.

So loud and crisp.

Yun Che's face was crooked, and his momentum froze.

Rub!

Yun Qianyan, who sat firmly like Mount Tai, stood up suddenly, like a sharp sword that had been sharpened for many years out of the sheath.

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, and their breathing stagnated for a moment.

Bang.

The fist marks that fell from the sky were blocked by a layer of 'scurry' lightning shield.

Like a hammer striking a gate, it makes a deep echo.

Yun Che's momentum stagnated for a moment, and then suddenly rose a few more times.

Falling into the valley, the wind and clouds are great.

"A sword from the sky. ”

Yun Che drank it, his body was like a sword mountain, like a peerless sword immortal summoning, and one after another sword qi left his body.

Dao Dao is sharp and unstoppable, hovering in the ring.

It was like returning to the sheath, from all directions, all of them were nailed to Chen Chujian.

On Chen Chujian's body, several layers of thunder cover were released.

This is the Heavenly Emperor Qi of the 'Heavenly Emperor Sutra'.

Chen Chujian didn't know how strong he was, but Yu Yunche's humble tricks were not hurt at all.

Chen Chujian's hand was not withdrawn.

After slicing across Yun Che's cheeks, it suddenly folded back.

Yes, still want to smoke.

Yun Che's warm face was suddenly sharp, and the sword qi rushed out of his body, strangling this hand.

It's just that with the hand brushed, the sword qi was all annihilated.

Just like you are awe-inspiring, what's the matter, I flick my sleeves, the world is safe!

For Wang Qian, Youya, Yushu and others, it was not surprising, before, He Ming Linghai was holding a medium-grade magic weapon, but it was still broken by a snap of his fingers, not to mention sword qi.

However, Fu Tian and the others were sweating in shock.

Syllable.

It's crunch again.

Only this time, Yun Che not only had a crooked face, but also staggered back, and he was slapped on the left and right cheeks, which can be regarded as accepting Yushu's request.

It's rare to be silent.

Yun Qianyan clicked with his fist, and a touch of cruelty and murderous intent flashed in his eyes, today, it is the day when his son Yun Che enters the Hou Gate, and no one can destroy it?!

Yun Che, who was fixed, had a hot face and pain.

On the other hand, Chen Chujian, with one hand, was still holding the scabbard of the sword, and his body and feet still did not move, and he defeated him with one hand and slapped him twice.

Disgrace!

Yun Che's heart hurts more than his face.

Worship +30

+50 Worship Points

Worship Points +60

......

Everyone's eyes locked on Chen Chujian, and the mocking expression before turned pale and bitter.

In the subtle, dead and oppressive atmosphere, except for the wind still whirling, no one dared to speak, because anyone could feel the coldness and murderous intent brewing in the void.

No one wants to touch this powder keg.

"Chen Chujian, I really underestimated you. ”

Yun Che touched his cheeks, because he had the qualities of a genius, he didn't roar angrily, but the few words almost gritted his teeth, which also showed how humiliated and angry he was.

Everyone watched in preparation for him to fly up the branches.

But it became a stage for Chen Chujian to slap him.

How can you be willing!

Kill!

The killing intent was difficult to hide, Yun Che's eyes burst out with two rays of mysterious light, and nine 'jade seals' were suspended and densely covered with magic patterns, releasing blazing black light, and a layer of black clouds rolled up in the sky above the ring.

One after another, the spiritual pressure was abruptly pressed.

The ring cracked.

The impact of the falling valley reverberates, endlessly.

"Spiritual weapons. ”

Fu Tian, Yang Changfeng and the others let out an exclamation, and hurriedly urged the huge True Yuan shield to envelop and protect the disciples who were crushed and crooked next to them.

"Who dares to laugh and be proud in Chengtian?! Chen Chujian, you can't either!"

Yun Che was sharp, coldly reprimanded, and stepped forward.

The nine 'Xuan Seals' suddenly turned into black light and converged, forming a black array above Yun Che's head, and the aura of heaven and earth in all directions was frantically absorbed.

Step by step, the momentum on Yun Che's body soared by one point.

Cultivation is also soaring.