The long knife pressed against Yechen's silver spear, but such a long knife with invincible momentum before was blocked by the silver spear raised by Yechen, making everyone feel a little unreal.

The blade is only a short ten centimeters away from Yechen, and as long as it advances another ten centimeters, it can split Yechen's head.

But this distance of ten centimeters was blocked by the silver spear, so that the long knife could not fall.

The corners of Yechen's mouth turned up slightly, and he looked at Yu Bashan with a playful smile, and smiled cruelly: "Old dog, do you only have this little strength?"

Yu Bashan's face was full of shocked expressions, he never thought that his full force blow would be blocked by Yechen, and looking at it, it didn't seem to be difficult.

"The old man let me see what is called knife technique. Yu Bashan said coldly, turning into layers of sword shadows and slashing towards Yechen.

Yechen smiled coldly: "At the beginning, your son said the same, but he still died under my silver spear. ”

The bodies of the two flew up at the same time, constantly colliding in the void, the silver power overflowed, and the stalagmites were constantly shattered, and the entire cave was ravaged wildly.

Countless people subconsciously dodged, the power overflowing from the battle between the two was too strong, and if one was not careful, there was a danger of falling.

The silver spear kept swinging, dissolving all the knife techniques that had been chopped over, so that the long knife could never get into Yechen's side.

"Is this still a Martial Emperor? How can it be so powerful. Someone said in a shocked tone.

"It's not a Martial Sect, it's better than a Martial Sect, how could Yechen be so perverted, how did he cultivate. ”

"Look at his marksmanship, his marksmanship is actually very calm, Yu Bashan's knife skills were actually pressed down by Yechen's silver spear, oh my God, that's an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and he is not as good as a young man in terms of swordsmanship. ”

"It's incredible!"

"To kill Yechen, we must join forces, and when the time comes, we will compete for the spoils of war!" someone shouted, and the rest of the people waited silently, nodding silently and tightening the weapons in their hands.

The battle between Yechen and Yu Bashan looked even more intense.

"How is it possible, how is this possible. Although it still seemed to be evenly matched, Yu Bashan's face was full of shocked expressions, and he found that his sword technique did not have the slightest chance in front of Yechen's silver spear, and it seemed that the battle was fierce, but in fact, it was because Yechen had been resisting and had not launched an active attack.

The knife technique that he is proud of can't even take the slightest advantage.

This scene is terrible.

"No, we must fight quickly, otherwise so many people are eyeing me, and I will have to consume a lot of strength to win by fighting. Yu Bashan snorted coldly, and the long knife rolled up and slashed towards Yechen.

This is a royal martial art.

Yu Bashan, who was only a first-order martial sect, had never learned a higher-level martial art at all, and this blow was the limit of his strength.

The sword swirled, turning into a huge long knife phantom, slashing towards the night.

With the blessing of Wu Zong's power, the power of the blade was far from being comparable to that of his son Yu Tianqi.

Under the shroud of the sword, Yechen shook his head gently: "It's too weak." ”

The silver spear of the night shone brightly, and it stabbed forward fiercely.

Sect-level martial arts, Rainbow Meteor Spear.

Countless spears stabbed forward like a meteor shower, breaking through the power of Yu Bashan's sword, and then landed on Yu Bashan's body.

It was like a dense bullet shooting on Yu Bashan's body, and his body was immediately blown away, flying upside down all the way, breaking the stalagmites that were not hundreds of meters high.

"Boom!" In the end, Yu Bashan's body fell into a stone forest, compressing countless stalagmites.

This scene shocked countless people.

The master of the Martial Sect was unexpectedly defeated by a Martial Emperor-level Yechen.

Yechen stood in the air with a gun, looking out in all directions, and for a while everyone dared not approach.

"Very strong!" said an old man in the distance, and the voice came from a place in the air.

As his voice appeared, countless people felt a slight peace of mind.

This is another Martial Sect, Yechen can defeat one Martial Sect, but can he defeat two? Then, there are so many Martial Emperors and Martial Kings next to him.

Countless people turned their eyes to this old man of the Martial Sect to see what he would do next.

"Damn!" Not far away, a loud shout sounded, and Yu Bashan broke open the stalagmite pile, and for a while, countless stalagmites flew out of the air, causing great damage to the cave.

Immediately, Yu Bashan flew up from the ground, staring at Yechen viciously with a pair of cannibalistic eyes.

The old man of Wuzong looked at Yu Bashan from afar, and said lightly: "This son is not something we can defeat alone, let's go together, let's go together, and only then can we have the hope of victory." ”

"Okay!" Yu Bashan nodded fiercely, and then said in a deep voice, "If he doesn't die in the end, I'll cut him off." ”

"No problem!" said the old man of the Martial Sect lightly.

The old man of the Martial Sect looked at Yechen condescendingly, and said lightly: "Young man, you are still very calm, I don't know where you got the courage, or you don't know at all, how terrible it will be for the people here to unite." ”

"Oh, let's all go together, it's just enough to save me time. Yechen sneered and looked around, with a deep sneer, "All the people who stayed today, don't even think about leaving alive." ”

"Since you dare to be so big, how can the old man not satisfy you? The old man of the Martial Sect said loudly.

"Kill!" roared countless people. Led by the two Martial Sects, the Martial Emperor masters followed, and the Martial King rushed in the last column, at this moment, they were all confident that they would kill Yechen, so they didn't want to use long-range attacks, once people were far away, then all the benefits would not be obtained, and only if they were close, they would get something.

In an instant, countless people flocked to Yechen in a dense manner, their respective powers emanating, causing the entire cave to shake due to the fluctuation of power.

Yechen looked down at his hands, palms facing up, and two clusters of blue flames danced.

The flames beat like living elves in the palms of Yechen's hands, as if dancing a beautiful dance.

Yechen lowered his head and said in a low voice that only he could hear: "Use your lives to test my true strength." Flame the Hell, Ignite ...... for Me"

As the black pressed enemies around him, the blue flames in Yechen's palms suddenly swept away, and the two Martial Sects were the first to bear the burden, wrapped in blue flames, and their faces changed greatly.

The blue flames continued to spread like a ferocious tide, and the masters of the Martial Emperor level screamed and wailed in the flames, trying their best to resist the invasion of the blue flames.

As for the Martial King, he didn't have time to scream in the flames, so he was silently burned into nothingness, leaving not even a trace of it.

(End of chapter)