Chapter 157: The Tiger Descends the Mountain, Two Five Finger Mountains
The arrival of the two Xihai was not noticed by everyone present.
Ye Chen glanced up at the two of them, then lowered his head and began to paint seriously.
"Brother Li, it's him!"
Xihai looked at Ye Chen with a cold face.
"He's the one who made you fall for it? How wasteful you are. ”
Li Huang glanced at Ye Chen with disdain.
A god in the ordinary crowd can be strong enough to be there.
Xihai glanced at Li Huang in annoyance, but he didn't go back.
After all, he still wants Li Huang to help him deal with Ye Chen.
And even if he falls out, he is not Li Huang's opponent.
You must know that he is only one step away from the middle god.
"It's your misfortune to meet me, your life is mine."
Li Huang said proudly, and a pair of sledgehammers appeared in his hand and swung it towards Ye Chen.
This hammer is not only aimed at Ye Chen, but also countless living beings.
And everyone present did not see this scene, if Ye Chen dodged.
Then everyone present will die in Huangquan, and the death is unknown.
But Ye Chen didn't react to this, he began to draw the last king character for the tiger to go down the mountain.
"The picture of the tiger descending the mountain is good."
Ye Chen chuckled, after the last stroke.
The tiger in the painting suddenly let out a roar, and then rushed out of the drawing paper and tore at Li Huang.
This scene frightened everyone present, who couldn't believe their eyes.
The tiger in this painting actually appeared in reality.
That roar shook their hearts, as if they were facing a legendary god.
They tried to escape, but found that they couldn't move.
It turned out that this place had been bound by Li Huang's divine realm.
They are not even saints, and how can they struggle in the realm of the gods.
And the tiger over there rushed towards Li Huang and slapped directly on the swinging giant hammer with one paw.
Li Huang was directly slapped back, only to feel that his arms were numb.
"How is this possible?"
Li Huang was shocked in his heart.
The tiger that appeared from the drawing paper was able to block his hammer.
"I'm going to give it my all."
Li Huang roared angrily and swung the sledgehammer again, surrounded by flames.
Immediately after, a huge golden phantom appeared behind Li Huang.
The phantom also wielded a sledgehammer and swung it at the tiger.
The tiger was not to be left behind, and a roar turned into a sound wave attacking Li Huang.
The sound wave hit Li Huang's ears, causing Li Huang to be in a trance.
It was as if he had gone back to the past, and a god had wantonly humiliated him, but he was powerless to refute it.
When Li Huang recovered, a tiger claw appeared in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, Li Huang was directly slapped away by this claw, smashing the ground into a deep pit.
This scene stunned Xihai, the helper he asked didn't have the power to fight back in front of Ye Chen?
"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go together!"
Li Huang rushed out of the pit in embarrassment, looked at Xihai in annoyance and scolded.
He's being beaten here, and you're watching the excitement when it's over?
Xihai also came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly came to Li Huang's side.
"It's really endless."
Ye Chen sighed and put the tiger into the painting, and then he waved his hand.
Two golden giant palms slapped directly at the two of them.
The two hurriedly tried their best to resist, but one move hit the giant palm with one move, but it had no effect.
They tried to hide, but found themselves with nowhere to run.
No matter how they escaped, the Giant Palm was always getting closer and closer to them.
This palm slapped heavily on the two of them, and directly slapped back the two who had fled tens of thousands of miles.
The giant palm turned into a five-fingered mountain and suppressed the two of them in it, sealing their cultivation.
"Seniors spare their lives."
Li Huang hurriedly begged for mercy.
He really regretted it to the extreme, you must know that Ye Chen is so powerful, he didn't dare to come to find trouble if he was killed.
But where in this world is there any regret medicine to take?
"Let's reflect on it here."
Ye Chen put the picture of the tiger descending the mountain between the two Wuzhi Mountains, and flew away.
As long as Li Huang and the others break free, then the tiger will wake up and stop it.
The huge Broken Bridge City now has two more five-finger mountains that press the gods.
For this reason alone, Broken Bridge City will be famous among the many cities in the radius.
Ye Chen left Broken Bridge City and came to the mountains and forests outside the city.
Ye Chen came to the mountains and forests, intending to catch a few game meat to fill his stomach.
At this moment, there was a commotion in the mountains and forests in the distance.
A girl with a disheveled hair limped away, her white dress already tattered and turning gray.
The girl is a saint, but Ye Chen looked at her cultivation and found that her cultivation was not stable.
This shows that the girl is only a newcomer to the sainthood and has not yet had time to consolidate.
But why was she so in such a panic? Is it being hunted down?
Sure enough, the next moment, three veteran saints rushed over.
A saint skillfully slapped a palm, directly slapped the girl out, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Run, why don't you keep running?"
A man with a scar on his face let out a menacing roar.
"You set fire to the door, aren't you afraid that my master will come back to settle accounts with you!"
The young woman had been seriously injured and knew that if nothing happened, she would die with it.
"Reckoning? Your master has already died on the battlefield, and there is no one to save you if you cut your throat here. ”
The man said with a smug face.
If this Xuantian Sect Sect Master didn't die, they would naturally not dare to be so presumptuous.
But the sect master of his family has broken through the gods, while the sect master of the Xuantian Sect has already hung up.
In this way, they have nothing to fear.
"Impossible, impossible, how could the master die."
The young woman looked hesitant, unwilling to believe what the man said.
Her master is a god, but he wrote to her not long ago.
"Let's go down and meet your master!"
The man with the scar carries a large knife and wants to cut at the woman and harvest her life.
At that moment, a discordant voice sounded behind them.
"How do you know there's going to be no one to save her?"
Ye Chen patted the scarred man's shoulder, which scared the three veteran saints enough.
"Who are you, why did you attack me and so on!"
The scar man looked at Ye Chen solemnly and said.
With their skills, they didn't even notice Ye Chen's figure.
Even if Ye Chen wiped their necks, wouldn't they die in vain.
"Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, Amitabha."
Ye Chen said with a compassionate face, and by the way, he dragged a word of Buddha's head Zen.
Don't talk about this thing, it's really enjoyable to say it, and it's very annoying.
"You'd better not interfere in my arson door, or I'll be welcome."
The Scar Man threatened in a low voice.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't see through the bottom of the leaf dust, they would have gone up to kill the leaf dust a long time ago.