Everyone in the audience had solemn faces at the same time.

Ji Wusheng, He Xiao, Huiqing Shitai, several peak powerhouses in the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, the momentum around them exploded at the same time.

"Brother Tian." There was a glint in the dark eyes.

Yao Le'er's poisonous body exploded, and her whole body was covered with black gas, just about to rush forward.

That's when it happened.

The fire in front of him suddenly rolled, and a figure within it slowly walked out.

Bai Lu and the others were shocked, and their bodies subconsciously froze.

Caused by the gaze.

Ye Wentianren carried one hand, and the other arm was raised, and there was a wisp of inky black gas spinning in his palm.

"Whew!"

"Whoop......"

The flames around were absorbed in an instant.

The originally hot air is a little cooler.

"That's it?"

"Do you have any other means?" Ye Wentian shook his palm, the power around him dissipated, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

The strength of this product is okay, and it can be regarded as a martial arts powerhouse.

It's just that the attack methods are a little monotonous.

Overall rating: Average.

"You ......"

"Impossible!"

"What kind of truth is this, how can a congenital child absorb Chen's Danhuo?" Chen Xuanshuang's eyes trembled, and his brain was buzzing.

Ye Wentian smiled.

This so-called Danhuo is essentially a kind of supreme power, but the difference is that it is cultivated by martial artists.

The power is not small, but it is far less than his own yin and yang.

In other words, the person in front of him is not pure, and the real Dan Realm boss should have more strength than these.

"Child, you're lucky this time."

"Chen can't kill you, I hope you will have this luck next time." Chen Xuanshuang's body was restrained, and he glanced at the person in front of him.

"Witch, go."

Let's talk about it.

Chen Xuanshuang turned around

, that is, to prepare to leave.

The means he is proud of can't kill this son, which proves that he really can't kill this time.

At this point, I can only leave first.

See this scenario.

Bai Lu and Ji Wuming were all relieved.

This mission, with no danger, can be regarded as a successful completion.

"Let's go?"

"Where are we going?" Ye Wentian's face was stunned, the other party wanted to kill him, and after being defeated by himself, he put down his cruel words and left?

How can this be true?

If you are not defeated, you will be afraid that it will be cold a long time ago.

"Huh? Junior, don't you don't know how to lift, Chen ......" Chen Xuanshuang even paused, his face full of displeasure.

He didn't finish his sentence.

"Whew!"

“……”

Ye Wentian's figure suddenly stood in front of him.

Still carrying one hand.

The other hand instantly clenched into a fist and slammed it down.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

A terrifying blast echoed.

Chen Xuanshuang's body trembled, and the whole person was directly blown away, he was already injured, and he slammed on the ground, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Boy, you dare!" Chen Xuanshuang felt the killing intent in the opponent's fist, and this son wanted to kill him.

Ye Wentian's eyes were cold.

"I, Ye Wentian, act in the sky, only think and don't want to, I don't dare to say anything." Ye Wentian's eyes have been decided.

He doesn't care what the other party's identity is.

The worst result is that it is a big deal to go back to the village and call people.

He will kill this person in front of him.

"Master, the old man is blocking him, you go first." The high priest of the Wumen Gate flashed forward, and the momentum around his body climbed, and a rich miasma appeared and rolled.

The momentum is good.

"Stand in my way?"

"You're not enough." Ye Wentian did not hesitate, and the fist was condensed again, and he would be the most lacking

It is spiritual power, and the terrifying power is constantly condensed in the fist.

The spirit is shining and flickering.

Bai Lu and Ji Wuming gathered their eyes, the expressions on their faces changed, and the scene in front of them suddenly felt familiar.

Just now, they were the ones who stood in the way.

Don't wait for a few people to react.

"Bang!"

"Boom."

The fist blade in front of him fell, and the terrifying anti-shock wave swept in all directions.

The high priest of the Wumen didn't last more than half a second, and the whole person was smashed into the ground, and the majestic spiritual power shook a small pit on the ground.

The man in the pit is dead.

"One punch to kill!"

"This power?"

"White Pavilion Master, could it be that Mr. Ye has really achieved the Vajra physique?" Master Huiqing's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Bai Lu shook his head slightly.

"Without a vajra physique, that's Li Xuanyuan's nonsense to fool the extraterritorial martial artists, this place of spiritual eyes is actually a liquefied small spirit stone vein."

"That's all." Bai Lu spoke bluntly.

Li Xuanyuan had already informed you of this matter before.

It's just that a few people around him saw Ye Wentian's outburst and unconsciously associated with King Kong's physique.

Master Huiqing nodded slightly, and the shock in her heart was still unsettled.

Look ahead again.

After Ye Wentian's punch, he didn't pause at all, and rushed straight to Chen Xuanshuang in front of him.

"You, damn it." Ye Wentian muttered.

"Whew!"

“……”

The fist fell.

Chen Xuanshuang's body exploded with momentum, blocking with his backhand, and the tumbling spiritual power formed a defensive barrier in front of him.

Orange-red flames spread and covered.

"Buzz!"

"Bang ......"

The muffled sound echoed.

Ip Mantian smashed down with a punch.

Chen Xuanshuang's figure is all around

The air shook, and the body couldn't help but take two steps back, but the defense didn't shatter.

"Boy!"

"You don't want to get an inch, do you really think that Chen is afraid of you?" Chen Xuanshuang withstood the power of terror, and his eyes were gloomy.

"You're afraid, what are you running?"

"Break it for me!"

Ye Wentian was too lazy to talk nonsense, mobilizing the power of extreme yin in his body, and the inky black qi shrouded his fist.

Suddenly press down!

"Click!"

"Boom."

The defense shattered instantly, and the punch smashed steadily on Chen Xuanshuang's chest.

The strength was so strong that it directly shattered its internal organs.

Chen Xuanshuang's figure stepped backwards with a quick face, the blood in his mouth continued to gush out, he felt the state of his body, the emotions on his face suddenly disappeared, and the whole person became extremely calm.

"Today's events, Chen wrote them down."

"Ye Wentian, from now on, you and I will not die, and I, Chen Xuanshuang, will definitely kill you." Chen Xuanshuang's eyes were calm, and he spoke in a loud voice.

Ye Wentian ignored the person in front of him, and raised his hand to gather spiritual power.

"Buzz!"

"Imperial Gas."

"Whoosh ......"

Hundreds of qi swords condensed.

Feeling that the defense of the people in front of him had dispersed, Ye Wentian did not hesitate any longer, and his finger fell suddenly.

A hundred qi swords, tearing the air.

The next moment, it had already penetrated Chen Xuanshuang's chest.

"Poof!"

"Heh......" Chen Xuanshuang spurted blood, and the expression on his face did not change much, but he just glanced at Ye Wentian deeply and chuckled.

Immediately afterwards, his body fell straight to the ground, and he died of exhaustion.

"Haha, haha, Mr. Ye is mighty!"

"Well killed!"

“……”

He Xiao, Ji Wuming a few people, unconsciously flashed a little fanaticism in their eyes.

A few people behind him walked forward.

Only Sword Pavilion Bailu took a look

Chen Xuanshuang's corpse frowned unconsciously, and his face changed uncertainly.