"Tianyang!"

Looking at the scene of his own grandson Xue Tianyang's death, Xue Qinglan's eyes immediately turned blood-red, and a wave of murderous aura erupted in his body, he was like an angry lion, looking up to the sky and roaring, wanting to tear Bingcang Mountain apart and avenge Xue Tianyang.

Feeling Xue Qinglan's angry eyes, Bing Cangshan's face was calm, without revealing a trace of panic, and he endured the power of Qi Luck to pour his body, and soon condensed a complete Qi Luck Spire.

"Why Xue Qinglan, you can't afford to lose!"

Bing Qingchuan slowly stood up, looked at Xue Qinglan, who was furious and furious, and said unceremoniously.

"Bing Qingchuan, believe it or not, the old man has destroyed you all. ”

Xue Qinglan exuded a terrifying aura that was suffocating, staring at her blood-red eyes, looking at Bing Qingchuan in the realm of the fourth-level Reverse Beast King, and said murderously.

"You are so majestic in the Ethereal Mountain, if you lose, you will slaughter my Ice Palace, I have never seen such a domineering force, you really think that you can do whatever you want, and affect the life and death of the major sects in the Northern Spirit Domain. Bing Qingchuan sneered, unceremoniously accused, grabbed Xue Qinglan's speech disease, and deducted a big hat from him.

"You ......"

Hearing Bing Qingchuan's counterattack, Xue Qinglan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

"Qinglan, calm down, don't fall for the trick. ”

Xue Tianchi knew that once Xue Qinglan made a move, Ethereal Mountain would become the target of everyone, and the situation would be even more dangerous, so he hurriedly comforted Xue Qinglan, who was on the verge of going berserk, and calmed him down.

"Bing Qingchuan, your Ice Palace disciple is obviously stronger than Tianyang, but he deliberately killed him, if they are all as vicious as you, what is the point of this martial arts. Xue Piaoling said with a gloomy face.

"Deliberately a killer? Bing Qingchuan sneered and said: "Bingcang Mountain only has the realm of the fifth-level Xuan Beast Sect, but Xue Tianyang is the peerless king, such a big gap in strength, how can he deliberately kill him, should you find a good excuse for messing around." ”

"Okay, Sect Master Xue, this time we are here to meet the martial arts, not to come to see you to quarrel on Ethereal Mountain. Mang Hanche showed a cold smile, slowly stood up, and sneered: "The skills are not as good as people, if you die, you will die, if my Snake Valley disciple dies, I will never talk to you like this, and I will not forgive." ”

"Okay, good, Bing Qingchuan, Mang Hanche, you guys are good. Xue Tianchi, whose face was gloomy and tried his best to restrain his emotions, slowly stood up and said, "Huiwu continues." ”

Looking at the three opposing forces, the Sword Ling Daoist, the head of the Qian family and others smelled a trace of unusual breath.

"Morrowind, give me a killer, all the Ice Palace, Snake Valley disciples, there is no mercy for killing. Xue Tianchi transmitted the voice to Ye Chenfeng on the side, and said calmly: "Kill all the disciples of their two major forces, and return to the Ethereal Mountain Whatever you want, I will satisfy you." ”

"Okay, they've got it to me!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded calmly, jumped forward, and crossed directly from the stands to the competition platform, waiting for his opponent.

"Qinglu, that kid is not simple, his physical strength is terrifying, you must not be careless, try your best to kill him, you really can't use poison. ”

Mang Hanche looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was standing upright, with a domineering air of self-refuge, thinking of the scene where he regretted the thunder with his body, and solemnly admonished.

"Don't worry, Great Elder, he will definitely die. ”

With a confident smile, Mang Qinglu summoned a strange snake with two wings on its back and a dazzling golden light, stepped on its wide back, and flew towards the tournament platform.

"Mutant soul beast, this reckless green soul beast is afraid that it has reached the level of a first-level reverse beast king, when did the strength of the disciples of Snake Valley be so strong. ”

Feeling the terrifying green soul beast, the entire stand was in an uproar.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, the smile on Mang Qinglu's face became even stronger, he stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and looked at the arrogant Ye Chenfeng with cold eyes, waiting for the game to start.

"Buzz!"

Just as Ye Chenfeng and Mang Qinglu were fighting each other, a piercing sword roar spread through the Nine Heavens, and Jian Chen, the first disciple of Sword Valley, stepped on a heavenly long sword that exuded the aura of a big chest, and flew to the martial arts platform with great sharpness.

"Jian Chen, I didn't expect me to compete with him at the same time. ”

This time in the Tiangu City Martial Arts, only two people aroused Ye Chenfeng's interest, one of them was Bingcang Mountain, who had just killed Xue Tianyang in seconds and seemed to have only a fifth-level Xuan Beast Sect realm, and the other was Jian Chen.

As for the two who deliberately concealed their strength and reached the reckless seal of the second-level Reverse Beast King in their true realm, Bing Ziqi, Ye Chenfeng did not take it to heart.

With Ye Chenfeng's current strength and heritage, it would only take a few minutes to kill them.

Jian Chen's opponent was Bing Mingye, a master of the sixth-level Xuan Beast Sect of the Ice Palace, in addition to cultivating the Ice Palace's inheritance soul technique and soul skills, he also inherited the mantle of a master who cultivated Hehuan Dao by chance.

In order to cultivate and accelerate the improvement of strength, Bing Mingye harmed many young and beautiful women, enjoying their wonderful bodies while cultivating Hehuan Dao.

Originally, Bing Mingye wanted to show his strength in this Tiangu City martial arts meeting, but he didn't expect that his first opponent would be the favorite to win the championship, Jian Chen, and his whole heart was cold for most of the time, and he was ready to symbolically resist Jian Chen's few moves, and admit defeat.

"Game on!"

With the sound of snow drifting, the fifth and sixth rounds of the competition began.

"Whew!"

The Eight Fierce Sword, the inferior celestial weapon in Jian Chen's hand, slashed through the void, and an extremely thin sword light pierced through the void, stabbing at Bing Mingye's throat at a speed exceeding several times the speed of light.

"Not good!"

Bing Mingye didn't expect Jian Chen's sword speed to be so fast, beyond his reaction speed, and when he wanted to dodge, it was too late, so he tried his best to resist.

However, the difference in strength between them was too great, and the power of the acacia that Bing Mingye gushed out was pierced by a sword that was like a bamboo.

"Poof!"

A cloud of blood splashed, Bing Mingye's throat was pierced by a sword dust, and the sword momentum gushing out of the Eight Fierce Swords shattered his head and soul, killing him instantly.

The next moment, the power of rolling luck was like a stream, surging from all directions, submerging into his body, condensing the tower of luck.

"It's too strong, the strength of this sword dust is too strong, Bing Mingye, who majored in Yin and Yang Dao and reached the realm of the sixth-level Xuan Beast Sect, was actually killed by him with a single sword. ”

Witnessing the scene of Jian Chen's killing of Bing Mingye in seconds, almost everyone was impressed by his strength.

"Click! This sword dust dares to kill my Ice Palace disciple. ”

Looking at Bing Mingye's corpse with a hole in his throat and a broken head, Bing Qingchuan's face was pale, and his eyes spewed out thick anger.

The joy of Bingcang Mountain's killing of Xue Tianyang disappeared in an instant.

Bing Mingye is different from Bing Cangshan and others, he is a genius cultivated by the Ice Palace with great effort, and he also represents the future of the Ice Palace, and his death has hit the Ice Palace hard.

Just when everyone was surprised by Jian Chen's strength and there were many discussions, Ye Chenfeng made a move.

"Boom!"

Ye Chenfeng stepped out, and a muffled thunder sounded under his feet, and the powerful force was like thousands of troops galloping, making the incomparably hard martial arts platform tremble violently.

"What!"

Feeling the powerful sense of oppression surging from Ye Chenfeng's body, Mang Qinglu suddenly had a feeling of suffocation, and his dark green pupils instantly widened, quickly fusing soul beasts and improving his strength.

As his strength continued to rise, Ye Chenfeng's forward-leaning body suddenly conjured up an afterimage, which instantly appeared in front of him, and the power of the spirit bead in the Shenmen acupoint exploded, blasting out a punch at his chest.

"Triple Snake Mark!"

Feeling the terrifying nature of Ye Chenfeng's punch, Mang Qinglu's hands twisted rapidly, and instantly hit a triple spirit snake-like shape, overlapping together, blending energy handprints to resist.

But when the triple snake seal hit Ye Chenfeng's fist that compressed its strength to the extreme, reaching three million catties, it shattered like glass.

With one punch shattering the triple snake seal, Ye Chenfeng's fist was undiminished, and his powerful fist slammed into Mang Qinglu's chest, shattering the top-grade earth weapon armor on his body, and blasting him into the air with one punch.

"Bang!"

When Mang Qinglu's uncontrollable body hit the energy shield outside the martial arts arena, the furious fist power exploded through his body, turning into a cloud of minced flesh and scattering it all over the ground.

The top genius of Snake Valley, who was almost in the realm of a peerless king, was blown up by Ye Chenfeng with a punch and died in Huangquan.