Ye Chen looked at the yellow-shirted young man who came in an instant, and did not dodge.

The slender fingers glowed white again, and slapped a palm at the figure.

"Boom!"

There was a loud earth-shattering sound, and the disciples watching from a distance all felt a little shaky, and they couldn't even stand on their feet!

The disciples couldn't help but be dumbfounded, what kind of strength is this Ye Chen?

was able to compete with a true disciple who had reached the Xuanzhao period without falling behind.

It doesn't look like the breath is very strong, and it's just around the foundation building period, how can it be so powerful?

It's a demon!

Countless onlookers couldn't help but think of it at the same time.

No wonder he can be favored by the Great Elder, it is really not comparable to ordinary disciples!

You must know that as a monk, if you want to fight beyond the ranks, you need not only strength, but also a combination of chance and fortune!

If you don't have the advantages in all aspects, if you want to reach the point of fighting beyond the ranks, it is simply two words:

Dream!

On the trial platform, the two were separated by several feet, and their pupils were full of light, and they could faintly see beams of light shooting out along their pupils.

"Huh!"

The yellow-shirted young man shouted, and his bundled hair instantly flew away, dancing wildly in the air.

"I killed someone in the sect, and I still dare to fight back?"

I had long felt that this guy was not worthy of his name, how could such an ordinary and infamous disciple be the personal disciple of the Great Elder?

If it weren't for the fact that the reputation of the Great Elder could only be limited to monks below the Xuanzhao period, because of his identity, he would have dealt with it a long time ago!

It's good now, you kill yourself!

No wonder me!

"Not only did you kill your fellow disciples, but you also continued to commit murder without repentance, such a cruel person, we Lingxuan faction, we will never allow such a person to exist!"

"Suffer death!"

The yellow-shirted young man shouted, the blue light in his pupils flowed, and an invisible force burst out from his eyes, shooting straight into Ye Chen's eyes.

"What is this?"

Ye Chen's face changed, and he faintly felt that there was a force approaching him, but it was elusive!

I want to dodge, but it's too late!

That invisible blue light instantly shot into Ye Chen's eyes, and Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately recovered.

Not affected in the slightest.

"You!"

On the contrary, the yellow-shirted young man on the opposite side changed his face greatly, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

"Who the hell are you?"

The yellow-shirted young man's face was full of disbelief, he never thought that with his powerful spiritual cultivation, he shot into Ye Chen's eyes, not only did not hurt him by half a point, but was also devoured in an instant.

It hurt my heart all of a sudden.

In an instant, the aura of the yellow-shirted young man suddenly languished.

The countless disciples who were watching were even more surprised.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that the blue light emitted by the yellow-shirted boy is the spiritual consciousness that evolves in the mind of a monk after reaching the foundation building period.

The wonderful use of spiritual knowledge is not only a substitute for human eyes, but also the ability to observe everything in detail.

The powerful can use spiritual sense as an attack weapon to kill people invisibly.

Obviously, the yellow-shirted young man was ready to use his spiritual sense to kill the criminal Ye Chen, but he didn't know why he was injured so lightly all of a sudden.

In everyone's cognition, no matter how strong Ye Chen is, his physical body and cultivation are better than the yellow-shirted boy, and he will not be much stronger than him in terms of spiritual sense.

Perhaps it can be said that it is still a question whether or not there is a spiritual consciousness derived!

This guy is always unexpected!

"Alas!"

Countless disciples sighed, they were also cultivators from the Mortal Realm, why was the difference so big?

What's the difference?

It's a world of difference!

"Dare to play tricks?"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, although he didn't know what the specific blue light was, he also knew that it was done by the yellow-shirted young man in front of him.

This kind of thing, Ye Chen hates the most!

"Humph!"

Ye Chen stepped on the sky, and in an instant, he picked up one of the feet of the yellow-shirted young man as the head wheel.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the yellow-shirted boy was thrown to the ground all of a sudden, full of meat and vegetables, and little stars were bubbling in his eyes.

"You!"

Before he could say anything, Ye Chen kicked him in the ass again, and flew high dozens of feet away again.

"You are presumptuous!"

The yellow-shirted young man was furious, his mind recovered slightly, and he instantly turned around from the air and swooped down towards Ye Chen.

"Good time!"

Ye Chen looked at the yellow-shirted young man who rushed and smiled, slammed a little on the stage, instantly rushed up more than ten meters high, and punched the yellow-shirted young man.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the two separated again,

"You!"

The figure of the yellow-shirted young man in mid-air suddenly fell straight down, as if his spiritual power could no longer support his consumption!

"Soul Interceptor!"

The yellow-shirted boy is breathing fire in his eyes!

Thousands of precautions, I still fell for this trick!

The yellow-shirted boy's hair had been shattered and draped over his head, messy, and he couldn't even see his face clearly.

Ye Chen, who was on the other side, also slowly stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his body, as if the person who was fighting against the yellow shirt just now was not him, and he couldn't see it at all.

"Are you arrogant?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

Aren't true disciples amazing?

That's it!

With his own strength alone, he obviously can't help the yellow-shirted boy in front of him!

The only way to do that is, the Soul Interceptor!

It is said to be a spiritual skill that can cut off the meridians and block the operation of spiritual power!

Obviously, this guy has been tricked!

"Humph!"

Ye Chen, with a cold snort, moved the sky and stepped on it again, and it came in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Ye Chen's every punch and palm hit the yellow-shirted young man's body, but the invincible fist seemed to hit a pile of iron.

"You also specialize in body alchemy?"

Ye Chen was stunned, there were so many disciples of the sect, but in his own cognition, there were not many who had really cultivated!

"Humph!"

The young man in the yellow shirt was very aggrieved.

He obviously cultivated several realms higher than him, but at this moment, he was pressed and beaten by Ye Chen!

The gap in absolute strength can only be made up by skills, but it cannot be completely made up.

The yellow-shirted young man whose realm was much higher than Ye Chen was not to be outdone, and he raised his fist and bombarded.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

A yellow figure flew up from where the two were fighting, accompanied by a scream.

Obviously, it was the figure of the boy in the yellow shirt!

The yellow-shirted boy wanted to cry without tears, he could be crushed by his strength, but he ended up like this!

The tens of thousands of disciples who were watching were in an uproar, and no one thought that the yellow-shirted young man who had just crushed Ye Chen's strength would become so fragile in an instant!

It's just incredible!

How the hell did this kid do it?

Outside the trial ground, a woman in pink frowned slightly, looked at Ye Chen's white hands in the distance, and fell into deep thought.

"Huh, this kid is a soul hand?" The woman in pink seemed to think of something at once, and her crisp voice was very beautiful.

Ye Chen on the trial platform smiled, his expression was hideous, and he quickly stepped forward and hugged the yellow-shirted young man.

"Bang!"

A fist hit the yellow-shirted young man's forehead, and an egg-sized bag instantly bulged.

The aura in Ye Chen's body had been almost consumed in the blow just now, and although he was a little weak, his physical strength was still there.

"Pong"!

The yellow-shirted young man was ruthless, raised a kick and kicked Ye Chen's left chest, kicking Ye Chen more than two meters high at once, rolling a few times before falling down, and falling to the ground with a click.

The yellow-shirted young man was a little glad that all his cultivation was temporarily sealed by the soul interceptor, but fortunately he had practiced alchemy, otherwise, I am afraid that he would end up like the two purple-shirted disciples just now!

It's a pity that Ye Chen's cultivation of Taiyi is obviously much more advanced than that of the yellow-shirted boy!

Ye Chen turned over, hugged the yellow-shirted boy, and rubbed his knee against the yellow-shirted boy's back.

The yellow-shirted young man raised his hand and pulled Ye Chen's right arm to the point where he almost dislocated.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Knock knock!"

"Ahh

"Ahh

The two roared at each other, you came and went in the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, the clothes on the body had long been torn to pieces, and the swords on the back of the yellow-shirted young man were used as sticks and beaten, completely forgetting that the two of them were cultivators, immortals in the mouth of mortals!

Seeing that all the disciples in the audience had a feeling of pain from afar.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, as soon as the yellow-shirted young man raised his hand, a faint aura shroud manifested from his hand, and the effect of the soul amputation hand finally passed!

"What are you going to do with me?"

The yellow-shirted young man brushed his messy hair, and looked at Ye Chen, who was also blue and swollen on the ground, with a mouth full of blood but still looking at himself laughing, and his palm full of spiritual power was split with a palm!

Ye Chen's expression moved, and his figure instantly moved a few meters away, and he stood up from the ground all of a sudden.

After a thousand tempering, the body has already reached the point where it can move at will, and there is no problem in dodging for a while.

"Heh, your physical strength is so strong?"

The yellow-shirted young man was furious, even if he recovered some of his cultivation, it was still difficult for Ye Chen to fall.

This demon!

Could it be that this is all cultivated by the Great Elders?

Thinking that he had been cultivating for several years, he was not as good as a personal disciple who had just started, and the yellow-shirted boy had a feeling of wanting to kill for no reason!

"Ahh

The yellow-shirted young man roared, and the long sword shot out like lightning.

"Hey!"

Ye Chen calmed down and punched out a flat punch.

"Bell!"

A sound of gold and iron rang out, and the long sword let out a wail, and instantly reversed and turned back.

"You're damned!"

The yellow-shirted young man's eyes were about to split, and he stroked the trembling long sword, and his spiritual power continued to enter the sword.

The pea-sized notches on the long sword made the yellow-shirted young man feel like his heart was about to break!

This is a weapon that has accompanied him for many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is his own Taoist companion!

Ye Chen also took a few steps back, his face full of cold smiles.

Even if the spiritual power in his body is not enough to suppress the other party, how can it be so easy to let himself fall like this?

"If you're not convinced, then come on!"

Ye Chen said with a sneer, his eyes full of disdain.

The yellow-shirted young man in front of him, although he is called the righteous voice of the sect and avenges his fellow sects, but the desire in his eyes, with Ye Chen's perennial humiliation and calculations of others, how can he not see it?

"If you want to get it, you have to have the corresponding ability, you are still too weak!"

Ye Chen looked at the yellow-shirted young man and said flatly, but the smile on his face made the yellow-shirted young man even more annoyed.

"Then let you see my true strength!"

The yellow-shirted young man's long sword was raised high again, and all the spiritual power in his body gathered into the long sword.

For a while, the light on the long sword was dazzling, emitting a sword light that was more than ten zhang long, and slashed at Ye Chen's head.

"Take it, boy!"