Ye Xingchen glanced at him, ignored it, and flew past him.

"You dare to ignore me?!" Wu Ao's face turned blue and very ugly, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

He was a dignified disciple of the Martial Alliance, a genius on the Xuanyu Heavenly Pride List, but he was ignored by a Middle Heaven Realm martial artist in a remote place, and he felt that he had no face.

This is very uncomfortable for him who is proud.

"Phew!"

Wu Ao's fingers glowed, shooting out a ray of light.

Ye Xingchen's body moved sideways, and that light flew out for dozens of miles, hitting a mountain, destroying that mountain.

"Do you want to die?"

Ye Xingchen's eyes stared at him and said lightly.

Wu Biao's face was indifferent, his expression was full of arrogance, and he said: "Lingjue is good, this is just a warning for you, hurry up and clean up that fierce beast for me." ”

Wu Biao carried his hands behind his back, his breath became bigger and bigger, and his whole body flowed with majestic qi and blood, and the whole person was like a brute dragon.

"You're bold. Ye Xingchen showed a faint smile on his face.

"You don't want to?!"

Wu Ao's expression was gloomy, his eyes revealed murderous intent, and within a radius of ten miles, there were snowflakes.

"Then go to death!" Wu Biao suddenly made a move.

"Boom!"

His body broke the sound barrier, causing the air to burst into a series of rattles.

Ye Xingchen's arm shone brightly, colliding with Wu Fu's fist, and suddenly a powerful force swept through.

A little bit of a hideous and black crack appeared in the earth, dozens of mountains collapsed, and a series of void cracks appeared in the sky, blowing a cold storm of dead silence.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "......"

Ye Xingchen was also angry, and no longer kept his hand because the other party was a member of the Martial Alliance.

Both of his arms were blooming with golden light, like gold, and collided with Wu Yu's fist dozens of times, and a powerful energy storm swept in all directions, and the land within a radius of a hundred miles was completely destroyed by the two of them.

"There are some abilities, no wonder they dare to disobey my orders. The two collided one last time, and Wu Wei retreated dozens of miles, shook his arm that was a little numb, and said lightly.

Although his face was calm, he was shocked in his heart.

He has been baptized and bathed in the blood of a brute dragon since he was a child, and he has long been trained into the body of a brute dragon, and his physical strength can kill warriors in the same realm as him.

But just now, he collided with the other party with his physical strength, and he actually fell into a disadvantage.

You must know that the other party's cultivation is only seven heavenly.

"However, you're only done here, I only used my physical power just now, so let's show you what a saint-level martial arts is. Wu Biao sneered cruelly.

"Really?"

Ye Xingchen's expression was flat, and he only used his physical strength.

"Immortal Holy Fist!"

Wu Biao's whole body glowed, and the brilliant divine brilliance was like an immortal divine flame beating, extremely sacred, and there was a kind of momentum to suppress all things.

"Bang!"

Wu Biao only performed the starting style of the Immortal Holy Fist, and the aura of the four directions of heaven and earth boiled, surging one after another, and an invisible fist intent emanated, that kind of artistic conception, as if it could suppress the eight directions of heaven and earth, and the universe.

Invincible! selfless! unmatched!

The Immortal Holy Fist is the ancestor of Wu Biao, the saint-level martial arts created by the Martial Saint, although Wu Biao only got a small part, but it was enough to greatly increase his strength and show part of the martial saint's demeanor.

The fist intent displayed by Wu Biao shook the Quartet, and some of the martial artists who rushed to the Taixu Ancient Tree noticed it and were very surprised.

"It's ...... The Immortal Holy Fist created by the Martial Saint of the Martial Alliance?!" A woman with a bright white light flowing all over her body, her smart eyes showed a hint of surprise, her figure flashed, and she flew in the direction of the blooming fist intent.

"The breath of the Immortal Holy Fist of the Martial Alliance is so powerful that the energy fluctuates. Wearing a gorgeous black dress, revealing a wonderful figure, Lord Qingyin, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Immortal fist intent, the descendants of the Martial Saint?" "The little marquis of Zhentian walked on the ground, looking into the distance, his body was disillusioned, and he flew forward.

Qin Yuerou, Qin Zhen and others also felt this fist intent and flew towards the battlefield.

"Bang!"

Wu Biao unleashed the Immortal Holy Fist, and the invisible force caused the shattered stones around him to fly up and float in the air, and then those stones turned into powder under the shock of the fist intent.

"Boom!"

Wu Wei condensed his fist intent and blasted towards Ye Xingchen.

The immortal fist intent was grand, condensing a powerful force, and Ye Xingchen suddenly felt a force suppressing his true power, body, spirit, and sword intent.

"Eternal World Tree View Idea!"

Ye Xingchen immediately visualized the World Divine Tree, and the phantom of a World Divine Tree appeared in the sea of knowledge, and the blockade pressure was reduced a lot.

"White Emperor Sword, Blue Emperor Sword!"

Ye Xingchen urged the sword intent, the White Emperor Sword and the Blue Emperor Sword flew out, and the two divine swords slashed through the air one after another, bursting out with brilliant brilliance, and met Wu Fu's fist.

"When!", "When!", "......"

Wu Wei's fists were like immortals, like they were cast of divine iron, and they hit the two swords, emitting a metallic trill.

"Wow!", "Wow!", "......"

Ye Xingchen deliberately controlled the two divine swords, either striking left and right, or flying up and down, or stabbing back and forth, and actually blocked Wu Fu's attack.

"Damn. ”

Wu Biao was extremely angry, he was half a step into the Nirvana realm, but he was actually dragged by two swords.

"What kind of metal are these two swords made of, and how can they be so hard?" Wu Wei fought in his heart, the more surprised he became.

He has been baptized with the blood of a brute dragon since he was a child, and he has often bathed in various elixirs and spiritual liquids, and his physical body has been cultivated by him to the point of indestructibility, even harder than a fifth-order true weapon.

He usually fights against others, and directly uses his physical strength to smash the opponent's weapons.

But today, with all his strength, he also used the Immortal Holy Fist, but he couldn't smash the opponent's weapon, and he couldn't even leave a fist mark on it.

Moreover, the more he collided with the two swords, the force of the shock shook his hands and arms to the core.

"Fist Town, Mountains and Rivers!"

Wu Biao roared, the immortal fist intent bloomed, and the huge fist shattered the heavens and the earth, wanting to repel the White Emperor Sword and the Blue Emperor Sword.

"Wow!", "Wow!", "......"

Ye Xingchen suddenly had a whim, and manipulated the White Emperor Sword and the Blue Emperor Sword to cast the Eternal Sword.

Suddenly, I saw two mouthfuls of eternal light flashing from the void, and Wu Biao's eyes suddenly felt a chill.

Without thinking, he threw his fist forward, and then moved his body sideways.

"Dang!"

His fist collided with a White Emperor Sword, and the Blue Emperor Sword slashed at his neck, and he narrowly avoided it, and a strand of hair was cut off.

When Wu Biao saw this scene, his heart chilled, and his face became blue and purple.

He regretted it a little at the moment, he didn't listen to Li Baiyu's words, and he had to target Ye Xingchen.

Wu Biao looked around and found that there was no one, and he suddenly retreated in his heart.

"Huh!"

Wu Wei's figure flashed, and he hurriedly rushed in the direction of the Taixu Ancient Tree, wanting to enter the second layer and avoid Ye Xingchen.

"Where to go?"

Ye Xingchen roared and chased after him.

The two of them flew towards the Taixu Ancient Tree one after the other.

"Who seems to be the Wu Biao of the Martial Alliance?!"

"Is it him, he feels anxious, as if he is hiding from the pursuit?"

"It's as if someone is chasing him behind him. ”

Some people had sharp eyes, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were suddenly stunned, and their eyes were wide one by one, revealing a look of disbelief.

"The man who chased him seemed to be ...... Lord of the Great Heng, Ye Xingchen?" Qin Zhen and Qin Yuerou also came, and they were shocked when they saw this scene.

Qin Zhen swallowed the foam in his mouth, and said with a dry mouth: "The Lord of Great Heng can actually defeat Wu Wei, this is impossible?"

(End of chapter)