"Huh!" A figure covered in blood was teleported to the entrance of the Tianwu Pagoda, and suddenly countless lines of sight were condensed on this person.

"It's Wu Xuan. "The warrior of the Blackwater Dynasty, a voice came out.

"Deacon Yue, although I didn't pass the seventh layer this time, I also insisted on six moves in the hands of the young saint, it's enough!" Wu Xuan's face was a little proud.

But he found that many warriors looked at him a little strangely, and he wondered: "What are your eyes, what's wrong?"

A martial artist said: "Senior Brother Wu, in the Tianwu Tower, there is still one person on the seventh floor." ”

"What?" Wu Xuan was shocked, his eyes looked at the seventh layer of Tianwu Pagoda, and saw that there was still a light on the seventh layer, proving that there was still one person in the seventh layer.

Liu Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yue Shuang with a smile, and said, "Yue Shuang, the first to come out is Wu Xuan, you lost." ”

Yue Shuang's face changed, and he said: "Liu Qingyin, don't be complacent, although Wu Xuan was eliminated first, he insisted on six moves in the hands of the young saint, Ye Xingchen may not be able to do it, and who wins and who loses is not certain." ”

"Hard mouth, then we'll wait and see!" Liu Qingyin smiled.

The seventh floor of the Tianwu Pagoda.

Ye Xingchen's real war boy king is immortal.

"The fist technique I just performed was only learned from the Martial Saint, not my real martial art, since you want me to go all out, I'm not welcome. "The young king is immortal.

The young king made a move, this time he was not a fist, but a five-finger pinching seal, and a brute dragon rushed out.

This is his first move in the Nine Dragons, the Brute Dragon Seal!

As soon as it was printed, hundreds of brute dragons rushed out, the black scales were lifelike, flashing with jet-black metallic luster, and the horns of the brute dragons were also black, but there was a crystal luster.

"Roar!"

Hundreds of brute dragons flew out, roaring in anger and deafening.

This is a sonic attack, and you can clearly see the ripples of air in the space, spreading out in all directions.

"Ahh

Ye Xingchen also roared, his voice was magnificent, and he used sound waves to sound waves.

"Boom!"

The gray mist in the space was churning, as if it was opening the heavens and the earth, this was a terrifying sight, if it weren't for the Heavenly Martial Tower's fifth-order superior formation guarding, it would have been shattered a long time ago.

"Bang!"

Hundreds of brute dragons stretched out their extremely sharp dragon claws and grabbed Ye Xingchen's head.

Ye Xingchen stretched his body, and the Great Sun True Qi and Taiyin True Qi in his body were poured into his hands respectively, and then his body shook, and he came to the first brute dragon and punched out.

"Poof!"

He smashed the first brute dragon to pieces with a single punch, turning it into an aura and dissipating it.

And then the second, and the third......

In just a dozen breaths, Ye Xingchen smashed hundreds of brute dragons with both fists.

In the seventh layer of space, a sea of energy swept in all directions, making the space tremble and almost collapse.

At the same time, the seventh-layer formation operated, extracting the spiritual energy in the underground spiritual veins, urging the stability of the seventh-layer space, and after a long while, the trembling space stopped.

Ye Xingchen and the Young King Immortal fought against each other, not at all like two half-step phase realm martial artists, but like two small heaven realm martial artists fighting, full of power and destructive power.

"Smack!"

The Young King Immortal slapped out with a palm, a purple storm erupted, and a huge palm fell from the sky, as if coming from the extraterritorial world, and slapped towards Ye Xingchen.

The big purple palms and ten fingers trembled, like ten purple dragons dancing wildly, this scene was very scary.

This is the second move of the Young King's Immortal Nine Dragons, the Purple Dragon Great Mudra.

Ten purple dragons, attached to the palms of their hands, as thick as a water tank, roared and deafening.

"Bang!"

Ye Xingchen is still a strong dragon elephant palm, the fourth type of ancient elephant galloping into the sky, an ancient barbarian elephant, galloping towards the sky, suppressing the void.

"Boom!"

The palms of the two collided together, and in an instant, it seemed that hundreds of lightning bolts were roaring, and the sound broke through the entire space.

In the distance, the gray mist was surging, and it was like two gods opening the world.

"Bang!"

Ye Xingchen became more and more courageous the more he fought, and he took the initiative to make a move, his sword intent urged, and the five styles of "Tianwei Sword Technique" were displayed.

In an instant, the sword in the space was like the sea, the sword thunder was in the sky, the sword rain was like a curtain, the sword wind was like a knife, and the sword mountain was like an ancient giant god, all of which appeared.

The light contained in the immortal eyes of the young king became more and more brilliant, like two suns, and the momentum on his body became more and more powerful and heavy, like an ancient sacred mountain, crushing the eternal sky.

The fighting instinct of this remaining spiritual will was finally stimulated by Ye Xingchen.

"The third move of the Nine Dragons, Flame Dragon Fire!"

A huge body, a giant dragon with a red divine flame beating all over his body appeared, a huge body, about 100 zhang long, the crimson scales were lifelike, and a pair of dragon eyes actually blinked, like a real ancient dragon resurrected and descended into the world.

"Bang!"

The Yan Dragon turned over, and the entire space trembled violently a few times, as if it couldn't withstand its earth-shattering power and couldn't trap its true dragon will.

"Boom!"

One of Yan Long's claws grabbed Ye Xingchen, like a piece of sky pressed down, making people full of trembling and wanting to break their hearts and galls.

It's just that this blow, many high-level martial artists in the Law Phase Realm can't catch it.

Ye Xingchen's eyes became more and more blazing, and the whole person was shining, as if he was a god, he mobilized the great sun and Taiyin true qi in his body, his hands were closed, the true qi was one, the sun and the moon were brilliant, and he kept rotating and greeted him.

"Boom ......"

The sun and moon true picture kept rotating, yin and yang reincarnated, dissolving the power of the fire dragon, resisting until the end, the sun and moon true picture dissipated, and the huge fire dragon body, the light was much dimmer.

"Bang!"

Ye Xingchen seized the opportunity, and the fourteen acupuncture points in his body opened, and the infinite essence and blood qi fused into powerful energy, making him punch out, and the void shook like a picture.

"Smack!"

Ye Xingchen's fist collided with Yan Long's huge claws, and the energy was monstrous, sweeping in all directions.

"Poof!"

There were countless spiritual qi rushing into his body, and the scorching aura burned his internal organs, Ye Xingchen's heart moved, and the yin and yang copper furnace swallowed these spiritual qi, refining them all, and replenishing his own consumption.

At the same time, he spewed out a mouthful of yin and yang fire, colliding with the flame of the Yanlong, making a "snort" sound.

There weren't too many energy fluctuations, but this contained terrifying power, and once it exploded, the entire seventh layer of space was in danger of being destroyed.

Yin and Yang Fire is worthy of being one of the most mysterious and powerful flames in heaven and earth, in the collision of the two flames, it gradually devoured the flame of the Yan Dragon, became stronger, and the color of black and white became more obvious, and finally the black and white flame swallowed the entire Yan Dragon, burning the aura clean.

"You still have yin and yang fire in your body, it seems that your chances are not small, if you are a contemporary, you must be one of my strong opponents. The Young King Immortal didn't make another move, the light on his body dimmed a little, obviously the three moves just now consumed too much of his spiritual will.