In a dark and remote street, Yang Jianxing was limping away, and his martial soul was polluted by corpse qi, and he was obviously seriously injured. But he knew that if he took two more steps, he would survive.

Three years ago, he was just a beggar, but since that day, his fate has been rewritten, and he will never forget that scene.

That day, he was enjoying the shade under a tree outside the city, when a colorful glow lit up, and a bald old man appeared in front of him. Originally, he thought that the old man was a soul master, but it didn't seem to be the case, he didn't seem to know anything about the affairs of the entire continent.

Later, in the exchange with the old man, he knew that the old man was a monk, perhaps as the old monk said, there was fate in the underworld, and the old monk saw that he had extraordinary qualifications and accepted him as a disciple.

With the help of the old monk, in three years, his abandoned martial soul was actually applied, and he also cultivated to the realm of Soul Venerable, but the old monk kept saying that this was just a fusion period.

At the beginning, the life of the two was better, but because the cultivation realm was getting higher and higher, and the two had no financial support, the old monk could not show his face, so now the living expenses of the two have always relied on the money he earned from playing in the fighting arena.

For more than half a year, he has been safe and sound, but he didn't expect to meet Ye Chen's ruthless character today.

Bang bang bang! "Master, save my ......"

In the blink of an eye, an old monk opened the door, he glanced at the visitor, and looked around carefully, and only after making sure that no one was following him, he dragged Yang Jianxing into the house.

By a little light in the room, the old monk's face was revealed, and I saw that he was wearing a pale yellow monk's robe and a red robe, and he was about seventy years old, and he looked very kind.

After putting Yang Jianxing on the bed, the old monk hurriedly put his hand on Yang Jianxing's pulse and diagnosed him. After a while, he took out a black pill from his arms and fed it to Yang Jianxian.

After taking the pill, Yang Jianxing's whole face began to be rosy, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and he woke up in a daze, "Master......"

"Amitabha, disciple, how could you be injured like this?" The old monk asked.

Yang Jianxing recounted the incident to the old monk.

After hearing this, the old monk's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "I didn't expect that in this world, there are such murderous maniacs. If it weren't for the failure of the teacher, this scourge would have been removed! ”

"Apprentice, can you write down his name and characteristics?"

Yang Jian said bitterly: "That person is known as Beichen Scholar, but he has always worn a mask, and he has always worn armor during the battle, so the disciple does not know his appearance. ”

"Beichen Scholar." The old monk nodded, "It's enough to know a name and one of his characteristics." Don't venture into the Arena in the future. ”

Yang Jianxing glanced at the old monk suspiciously, "Master, why?" ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Your Uncle Wu Zen found me today, and we will leave with him tomorrow morning." ”

"Uncle Shi? I actually have an uncle? ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, "Old man Wushan is the youngest of his generation, and there are three senior brothers above me, and this Wuzen is one of them." When the time comes, find your other uncles, and then we will discuss how to deal with this Beichen scholar. ”

At this time, Ye Chen, who was in the Fighting Soul Arena, didn't know that a force had already targeted him.

Inside the Soto Arena, the 13th Arena.

"Next, let's invite the opponents of the Ning Rong group, the sword combination that has won four consecutive victories in the two-on-two soul fight, and with their strong strength, they have achieved unprecedented success in the soul venerable level competition. If they can overcome today's opponent, Ning Rong, then they will complete a five-game winning streak. Perhaps, the next time they appear in the Soto Great Fighting Arena, they will enter the Central Fighting Soul Zone, which is a great honor for the Soul Fighters. ”

A sword combo? As soon as he heard the name, Ye Chen knew that these were two characters that he didn't know, and he could only pray silently, hoping that these two people would not be too perverted.

However, judging from the names of the opposing combination, these two people should be aggressive battle soul masters. Whether it's a knife or a sword, it's all known for its attacks.

Soon, in a burst of strong cheers and applause, the sword combination ascended to the fighting spirit platform.

The two soul masters who came up, a man and a woman, both of them were dressed in hip-hop costumes. The woman was slender, looking to be in her twenties, and her fiery red hair was extremely striking. The man was very short and fat, and his whole body looked like a large ball.

As soon as they came on the stage, they actually made a set of performances in front of Ye Chen.

Knives, what kind of knives are they? Golden Wire Big Ring Knife!

Sword, what kind of sword is it? Closed Moon Shame Light Sword!

What kind of trick is it? Heaven and earth yin and yang moves!

Love, what kind of love is it? Beauty loves heroes!

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, coupled with their hip-hop rock-style movements, Ning Rongrong ran directly behind Ye Chen, at this time Ye Chen was also a little unbearable, how could he encounter this kind of strange thing every time!

He was now sure that the strength of these two people was probably not below him, Ye Chen sighed helplessly, "Rongrong, when you finish performing your soul skills, you will step down, these two people are probably not simple." ”

The frightened Ning Rongrong nodded obediently.

"Under the green wind, the Martial Soul Golden Silk Great Ring Knife, the thirty-fifth level Battle Soul Venerable!"

"In the rain in the forest, the Martial Soul Closed Moon Shame Flower Sword, the thirty-fifth level Battle Soul Venerable!"

As they spoke, the two summoned their martial souls, and Qing Feng on the left was holding a large ring knife about one meter long, but it didn't match his short stature, and his soul ring was a perfect configuration of two yellow and one purple.

The three soul rings on Lin Yu's body on the right fluctuated up and down, but her soul rings were all at the hundred-year level, and the black long sword she was holding in her hand should be what she called the Closed Moon Shy Flower Sword.

"Holy Soul Armor!" I saw a flash of brilliance, and pieces of armor appeared on Ye Chen's body, and soon Ye Chen's whole person was wrapped in a set of Longxing's armor.

"Beichen Scholar, Martial Soul Heavenly Book, Thirty-third Rank Soul Venerable"

After Ye Chen finished speaking, without giving the two of them time to react, he raised his right hand and shook it fiercely at the two, and the frozen coffin was activated instantly! With a click, the sword combination was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Rongrong, hurry!"

"Qibao turns out to have glass." The body spun around in place, and the dazzling colorful light suddenly released from her body, only to see that where the colorful light condensed, there was already a more than a foot-high colorful pagoda in the center of Ning Rongrong's palm.

"Qibao is famous, one says: force, and the other says: speed!"

The two soul rings on Ning Rongrong's body lit up at the same time, and two colored lights were released at the same time, directly enveloping Ye Chen's body.