"Boy, your swordsmanship is indeed very strong, but against me, it is still too tender!" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, waved the long sword in his hand, and instantly slashed out a sword ray, colliding with Zhao Fan's sword light.

"Boom!"

Two terrifying sword lights exploded in the void, and endless power raged.

Zhao Fan took a few steps back, but Ye Xingchen did not move.

"How is that possible?" Zhao Fan's face was embarrassed.

"Zhao Fan, you still don't admit defeat?" Ye Xingchen looked at Zhao Fan.

"Don't think!" Zhao Fan gritted his teeth.

Ye Xingchen shook his head: "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" "

After saying that, Ye Xingchen's wrist flicked, and suddenly a fiery red sword shot towards Zhao Fanbiao.

Zhao Fan shouted, holding the long sword in both hands, struggling to resist this fiery red sword.

"Sneer......"

These fiery red swords were so powerful that they instantly pierced through Zhao Fan's body protection qi and pierced into his muscles.

"Ahh

Zhao Fan screamed miserably, and hurriedly used his true qi to expel the sword qi on his body.

On his body, black smoke came out of the punctured skin, which looked shocking.

"Senior Brother Zhao Fan, we're here to help you!"

"Senior brother, let's help you together!"

Seeing this, several young disciples took action one after another, and one by one they used their mastery to attack Ye Xingchen.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Xingchen's eyes widened, and a majestic force surged, and his body instantly turned into an afterimage, blasting towards these young disciples.

These young disciples were suddenly struck by lightning, and they vomited blood and flew out, falling to the ground, and their whole bodies convulsed.

"What a strong force!"

Zhao Fan's face was full of shock, he knew that he had underestimated Ye Xingchen's strength.

With that move just now, although he blocked a sword ray from Ye Xingchen, he felt extremely sore all over his body, even his internal organs seemed to be trembling, and a sharp pain spread from his limbs and hundreds of bones throughout his body, and he felt that his meridians seemed to be broken, and he couldn't mobilize any vitality at all.

"Boy, what kind of magic are you doing? Together, we will be able to suppress you. Zhao Fan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and shouted.

"You don't deserve any tricks I can use, and if you don't stop there and continue to provoke me, I don't mind abolishing you." Ye Xingchen said indifferently.

"Damn, I don't believe you dare to kill me!" Zhao Fan's face was embarrassed, but he knew in his heart that Ye Xingchen's words were not false, if he hadn't relied on his own realm to be higher than Ye Xingchen, he would have been killed by Ye Xingchen a long time ago, how could it be his turn to be arrogant?

His heart began to struggle.

Is it to be desperate?

No, if he tried his best to defeat Ye Xingchen, he would also be scolded by his ancestor and master, and he didn't want to bear this charge. But if you don't work hard, you can only be captured, and you will become a defeated general under Ye Xingchen, and you will not be able to raise your head in the sect in the future.

At this time, the other three had already besieged it, no matter what Zhao Fan decided, they would not stop attacking Ye Xingchen.

After all, people in his sect fight with outsiders, and they have to help no matter what.

"Since you won't stop, then don't blame me for being rude!" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly and threw a punch.

The fist wind roared, like a wild dragon roaring.

"Bang!"

The punch smashed into the chest of one of the disciples.

"Poof!"

The disciple's mouth spurted blood, and his body was like a cannonball, and it was swept out by Ye Xingchen's fist wind.

Another disciple was also knocked to the ground by Ye Xingchen's punch, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

When the remaining disciple saw this scene, his face changed suddenly, and he no longer confronted Ye Xingchen at all.

It's a pity that Ye Xingchen has noticed him a long time ago.

"Boom ......"

Ye Xingchen's figure shook, instantly stopped in front of him, and slapped it out with one palm.

This disciple was so frightened that he didn't dare to react at all.

Ye Xingchen slapped him with a palm, and his whole person was blasted out by Ye Xingchen and smashed into the trees in the distance.

And Ye Xingchen, before he could get up, stepped on his chest again, so that he couldn't even move, and then Ye Xingchen slapped him on the cheek.

This disciple was slapped to the ground by Ye Xingchen, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was swollen, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

Ye Xingchen snorted coldly: "Didn't you say that you wanted to abolish me?" Come on, now I'll let you abolish me, I wonder if you still have the courage to do so? "

The disciple who was abolished by Ye Xingchen had been completely humiliated at the moment, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, where would he have the courage to talk to Ye Xingchen again? He hurriedly begged for mercy: "Ye Shaoxia! Spare your life. "

"Humph! Good! I'll spare you, I hope you don't help the abuse next time... Yes!!! "

Ye Xingchen originally had no intention of killing at the Heaven and Earth Gate, after all, all this was caused by a misunderstanding, as long as his innocence was proven, everything would naturally be fine.

However, at this moment, Zhao Fan suddenly came out of the shadows and hammered Ye Xingchen in the back of the heart with a punch!

"Poof!"

Ye Xingchen spat out a mouthful of blood violently, and his whole body fell to the ground, slamming heavily on the ground.

"Boy, is this your attitude towards our sect disciples? You're so daring! You can't escape even if you plug in your wings today! "

Zhao Fan stood aside, with a hideous sneer on his face, looking at Ye Xingchen, he felt that Ye Xingchen would definitely die today.

His heart was full of happiness, he wanted Ye Xingchen to kneel on the ground and wail, he wanted to look at Ye Xingchen's sadness, he wanted to make Ye Xingchen worse than dead.

Zhao Fan looked at Ye Xingchen, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe......" Ye Xingchen suddenly smiled bitterly, his eyes were cold, he looked up at Zhao Fan, and said slowly: "It turns out that you have been waiting for this moment for a long time!" I didn't expect that a sect like Tiandimen would have such a despicable disciple! "

Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, Zhao Fan was slightly stunned, and then laughed, he looked at Ye Xingchen mockingly, and sneered loudly: "Boy, are you confused?" When did I become mean? It's your own stupidity. "

"I think you are really despicable and shameless, you used to pretend to be a saint, and now you have finally revealed your true nature!"

Ye Xingchen shouted angrily.

When Zhao Fan heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he stared at Ye Xingchen, and said coldly: "Ye Xingchen, I warn you, it's best not to challenge my patience, otherwise, I don't mind sending you to the West Heaven!" "

"Huh...... Send me to the West Heaven? "

Ye Xingchen smiled disdainfully, his eyes were full of disdain, he looked at Zhao Fan, and said indifferently: "Then I have to learn something, I hope you don't let me down!" "

"Boy, you're forcing me to make a move, it's no wonder I'm going to do it!"

Zhao Fan was furious when he heard this, he stepped out and slammed into Ye Xingchen with a punch, the speed was extremely fast.

Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank, and he punched out, colliding with Zhao Fan's fist.