But Li Mingyang had taken this opportunity to float back more than ten meters away, and he felt something scraping in front of him, like an invisible iron plate falling from in front of him, and the ground more than ten meters in front of his toes sank steeply for nearly a meter, the ground cracked, and the turbid smoke and dust were pressed down before they rose.

The stirred wind blew Li Mingyang's hair upside down, but his heart was like falling into an ice cave, Ye Chen's unreasonable force crushed down, he couldn't resist it at all.

His name as a Lifeless Sword Saint means that his supernatural swordsmanship has become transcendent, but in terms of cultivation, he is the worst of all the great grandmasters, and in the face of other grandmasters, he can easily defeat him with his transcendent swordsmanship, but in the face of Ye Chen, a pervert who shatters the void with his strength, he is a little powerless.

"It's too perverted to step on a horse, I can't even shoot through my eyelids and I fart!"

Seeing Ye Chen's punch again, the furious column of qi directly plowed the ground into a U-shaped groove that was ten meters long and half a meter deep, he directly withdrew and floated back more than ten meters, stretched out his hand and shouted:

"Stop fighting, I'll admit defeat!"

Ye Chen clenched his fists for a moment, a trace of hideousness appeared in his eyes, and said:

"You haven't decided yet, you haven't lost!"

Li Mingyang was keenly aware of the killing intent in Ye Chen's eyes, and secretly cursed a pervert in his heart, saying:

"I was just entrusted by someone to come here, and I don't want to care about the grievances between you and Wuxi."

"Hahahaha..."

Ye Chen laughed and said coldly:

"If you want to kill, you can kill, if you can't fight, you want to leave, I, Ye Chen, am really so easy to bully?"

After speaking, the fist that was clenched shook and directly blasted out, and the violent pillar of qi crossed the air, and the void twisted and rippled like folds.

Li Mingyang's face fell on the spot, and he snorted coldly:

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to do it, isn't he afraid of you, really I can't kill you?"

As soon as the words fell, a white light suddenly lit up in his eyes, and a little cold light appeared in his pupils, it was a small sword light, and as he opened his mouth and spit lightly, a dazzling white light flew out of his mouth, and disappeared at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

Ye Chen only saw Li Mingyang open his mouth and spit out, the void in front of him was cut through a black straight line, shooting towards him as fast as lightning, the speed was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly even with his current perception and reaction, he only felt a flower in his eyes, a pain in his chest, and a sword light directly passed through his chest, bringing a slip of blood light to erupt from his back.

"Flying swords?"

He reacted quickly and turned around quickly, clenched the big fist of the sand bowl in his right hand, and smashed it down hard.

"Boom!"

A layer of milky white sonic boom clouds exploded violently on the fist, and black lightning pulsed around the fist, and if you looked closely, it was not lightning, but a small crack formed by the void that he shattered, which looked like black lightning.

The power of his punch had reached the level of the Shattered Void, and under his restraint, the power was confined to a small area, and the power was more concentrated and terrifying, but the power of the flying sword was faster, as he expected, it pierced through his chest and then circled and then shot back, and he punched out just right.

"Boom!"

A deafening loud bang exploded, and the fist with green muscles collided head-on with the flying sword, as if a comet was hitting the earth, and a ring formed by terrifying air pressure spread vertically around the two of them, this force was so great that under his feet, a deep crack three or four meters deep was blasted out, and as the ring expanded, it extended to nearly ten meters away, and a violent hurricane swept through, and the fist-sized stone was blown into the distance.

In the wind, Ye Chen's figure shook, and he snorted and stopped his body without taking a step back, but the raised fist was constantly dripping with blood, and the flying sword was gone, not far away Li Mingyang's face was pale and terrifying, looking at Ye Chen's eyes as if he was looking at a monster, and the transmission to the Heavenly Absolute Monk was directly roaring and roaring:

"You're watching a play on a horse, don't you do it yet?"

After speaking, he took a deep breath, two points of sword light appeared in his eyes again, and when he opened his mouth, another dazzling sword light flew out as fast as lightning.

And at the same time, the Heavenly Absolute Monk finally moved, he took a deep breath of extreme pain, the look in his eyes fell like a tide, and once again incarnated into the indifferent and ruthless state of the Buddha's golden body, his five fingers were folded together and pinched into a huge golden fist, spanning a distance of more than ten meters and slamming down.

The two Great Masters of the Advent used their kung fu to press the bottom of the box at the same time, Ye Chen did not have the slightest fear in his heart, but instead had a heroic spirit that soared to the sky, and turned to face the Heavenly Absolute Monk without thinking and laughed and punched out.

The dazzling sword light cut through the layers of space and disappeared in a flash, the speed was really fast and terrifying, so he chose to face the Heavenly Peerless Monk instead of blocking this sword qi, he only had time to twist his body slightly to avoid the vital point, the muscles of his whole body tightened, and he felt a pain in his body, and the flying sword pierced his body again.

But this time he was prepared, comparable to Shenjin's muscles squeezing with all his strength, and the power contained in it could be clamped into pieces of paper even if it was a hundred refining steel, although the flying sword was extremely sharp, but when he was prepared, it only pierced the back muscles, but it couldn't pass through.

At this moment, the Buddha who had no idea from the heavens thundered down from the sky, Ye Chen didn't care about the flying sword that was constantly shaking in the muscles of his back, mobilized all the strength of his body, and merged into the raised fist with resolute intent and burning battle intent, and slammed it into the fist without looking back.

"Click!"

It was like opening the heavens and splitting the earth, and it was like the heavens and the earth cracking, in the shock and gaze of the surrounding more than a dozen Buddhist masters, the Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai, and the great masters of the Daomen, the earth between Ye Chen and the Heavenly Absolute Monk began to crack, and the two indescribable forces collided head-on, and even the earth could not bear it, and a crack on the ground between the two separated at an extremely fast speed, extending to the left and right, and in less than two seconds, it turned into a crack that was nearly a meter wide, more than 100 meters long, and could not be seen in depth.

And this is not the end, a few seconds later, the earth shook and intensified, and there was a rumbling sound from the depths of the huge crack, as if the earth dragon was about to roar up from the depths of the earth, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, the earth on Ye Chen's side began to sink slowly, and the crack slowly widened and lengthened.

In less than thirty seconds, the width of the crack had exceeded ten meters, and Ye Chen realized that the consequence of the two of them fighting with all their strength was that Shengsheng had broken the mountain peak where the Three Treatises Sect was located in half, and the half of the mountain where he was was located was cracked and slid down from the main peak.

In the distance, a large number of birds in the mountains and forests were startled and crashed around in panic, some flew into the distance, some hovered in the air and chirped, and pillars of smoke rose into the sky, like the end of the world.

Looking at the ugly expressions of the Buddhist monks, Ye Chen wiped a handful of blood on his chest, the wound burst with all his strength just now, plus the sword of the lifeless sword saint Li Mingyang, he was not lightly injured, this is still his physique is too strong, in exchange for someone else being pierced through the chest by a sword, or a sword that can shatter the void pierces the chest, and he who has already died can not die again.