Rumble.

The violent fluctuations swept directly in the sky, and under the attack like a storm, the space was even bombarded to some turbulence.

"What kind of martial arts is this guy exacting, his strength is so terrifying!"

Sensing the fluctuations rippling from above, the faces of the people present also changed slightly, and they couldn't help but exclaim. Under that fluctuation, they all felt a great pressure.

At this time, Yuan Wu's face also changed greatly, and his eyes couldn't help but froze.

Only then did he realize that this kid who seemed to be the weakest turned out to be the most unfathomable, and this kid's various methods were so strong.

Immediately, Yuan Wu's soles stomped heavily towards the void, and the power of the raging flames exploded, bringing a rolling hurricane, and his figure was also quickly dodging.

It's just that Ye Juechen's fist was undoubtedly too fast, and after being hit by Ye Juechen a few punches in a row, Yuan Wu only felt a violent tumbling of qi and blood in his chest, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Immediately, Yuan Wu's complexion became more and more hideous, and he immediately gritted his teeth, and a majestic yuan force poured out.

"Molten Blood Network!"

However, although Ye Juechen's attack was fierce, Yuan Wu was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his figure suddenly retreated, and his palms suddenly closed.

Between the ten fingers, waves of Yuan Force pulsed at his fingertips, and then his hands quickly opened, and Yuan Li was instantly pulled away by it.

Suddenly, countless blood-colored rays of light turned into thin lines, spreading all over the world, and then directly rising against the storm, turning into a huge blood-colored giant net, which immediately shrouded in the direction of Ye Jiechen.

Swish.

On the blood-colored light net, there was an extremely strange aura, and that kind of fluctuation was like a quagmire, giving people a feeling of scalp tingling.

Laugh at.

Facing the attack of this blood net, Ye Juechen's eyes fluctuated, and he directly slammed his fist on the huge net.

Bang!

A low muffled sound came out, but surprisingly, when the Yuan Force exploded, the terrifying force failed to shatter it with a single punch.

In that strange blood net, Ye Jiechen only felt as if his fist had crashed into the quagmire, like a punch on cotton.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Sensing this, Ye Jiechen's face was also a little surprised, and then the sound of a faint smile slowly came out.

The methods of the Yuan clan are indeed a little weird, and it is no wonder that they can have a reputation above the Northern Tianzhou.

"Suffer death!"

Yuan Wu's face at this moment also set off a cold arc.

Immediately, the latter's eyes were slightly gloomy, and on the huge palm, blood and lightning were entwined, and a trace of cracks spread out on his palm, and at the same time, an extremely amazing fluctuation emanated.

"Molten Blood Shattering Heavenly Palm!"

Yuan Wu's eyes were cold, without the slightest hesitation, and his backhand was slapped with an extremely fierce palm, and the air burst open under the palm wind, making a piercing whining sound.

Rumble.

Yuan Wu's shot was extremely fast, the palm wind sounded, and the next moment, it was carrying a violent blood-light palm print, blasting towards Ye Jiechen, who was entangled in the huge net.

Seeing this, the faces of the onlookers below also changed slightly, and the offensive of that move was not weak at all.

And Ye Jiechen was entangled in the giant net, looking at this posture, if he was hit, even if he was a strong person of the Blood Condensation Realm Triple Heaven of the same class, he would inevitably fall to the point of being seriously injured.

"The battle is over!"

Seeing this, many people couldn't help but exclaim softly.

They knew that in this situation, I was afraid that Ye Jiechen would be crippled if he didn't die.

In the distance, Yun Ya's beautiful eyes were quietly watching all this, but she didn't make a move immediately.

Then.

In the huge net, Ye Jiechen glanced indifferently, but there was no panic on his face.

He stared at Yuan Wu's fierce blood-colored palm prints, and then his palm slowly spread out, and a dark power poured out from his body like a tide again.

Between the surging of Yuan Li, a palpitating fluctuation also gradually rippled out.

Then, everyone saw that Ye Jiechen raised his huge and hideous arm again.

Only this time, on top of that hideous arm, the pieces of dragon scales suddenly condensed, and finally some hideous sharp thorns grew.

"Dragon Thorn!"

Ye Juechen raised his head suddenly, his black eyes looked ahead, but he was a little more indifferent, and then his five fingers were bent, and he suddenly punched out again.

Rumble.

In an instant, the crazy dragon thorns that grew out formed a series of sharp and astonishing giants, directly penetrating the blood net, and slamming together with the attacking blood-colored giant palm.

Bang!

At the moment of impact, the entire sky erupted with a dazzling light, and then an astonishing shock wave swept out of it as if it were substance.

The surrounding air was instantly burst into ripples like cracks, and the powerful oppression caused the earth below to collapse, and the sky was full of rubble.

The dark light was shining, erupting with a terrifying power that made people palpitate, and countless eyes looked away, only to see that the huge net and the blood-colored light palm were actually destroyed in an instant.

Swish.

The light surged, the smoke was filled, and a pale blue figure suddenly broke through the blood net, and the figure appeared in the sky above Yuan Wu.

And at this moment, in his hand, at some point, a cold long sword appeared.

"It's over!"

Seeing this, the solemnity on Yun Ya's cheeks dissipated, and she murmured in her mouth.

She knew that the moment Ye Jiechen drew his sword, it had already proved that Ye Jiechen had no intention of playing with Yuan Wu anymore.

This battle will end here.

There is no one who can resist the swordsmanship of Xia Ye Jiechen.

"It seems that you are not only good at lip service, but also have some skills in terms of strength!"

Yuan Wu's face had been completely replaced by solemnity at this moment.

When Ye Jiechen held the long sword in his hand, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere between heaven and earth was completely different.

The kind of supreme sword intent that diffused made him feel slightly shocked in his heart.

If he had despised Ye Jiechen before, but now, he began to truly regard the latter as a formidable and formidable enemy.

Even he had to admit that although Ye Juechen's strength was only in the Blood Condensation Realm Double Heaven, his combat power was far superior to that of the enemy of the same class.

Immediately, Yuan Wu didn't keep it anymore, and stepped out, but his hands quickly formed a rather strange knot, and the blood light surged, bursting out from his body, dotted with stars, like stars rising.