Ye Chong saw the ruthlessness that burst out of Dongfang Qingtian's eyes.

The claws were like iron hooks, tearing through the air, and a gust of wind enveloped them, constantly expanding in Ye Chong's pupils, and hitting straight at the door of his head.

In an instant, Ye Chong's right foot took a step back, his left leg arched forward slightly, and turned into a palm knife with one hand, attacking the menacing claw.

The moment his palm stepped forward, it glowed with a dazzling white light, as if it had quietly turned into a sharp blade, extremely powerful, tenacious and unhurried!

The incomparably cold Taigu Xuanyue sword intent surged forward along his palm!

Hit hard with hard.

The sword intent in the palm of the hand collided with the iron claw!

Boom!

There was a crunch.

The wrench on Dongfang Qingtian's thumb turned into dust and fell apart.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Qingtian withdrew his palm like an electric shock, put his back behind him, and stared at Ye Chong with a cloudy face.

With just a moment's touch, Ye Chong's chilling sword intent had already broken through his iron claws.

His right hand, which was behind his back, was twitching at the moment, as if it had been invaded by the cold air of a thousand years of ice.

And Ye Chong, his face was calm as usual, his right palm was quietly retracted, he straightened up, and looked at them fearlessly.

"Now, can I go?"

His tone was as casual as saying "the weather is nice today", but everyone present could faintly hear a burst of heavy breathing.

It was Dongfang Qingtian's anger, and a fight in the blink of an eye made it clear to him that he was not the opponent of the boy in front of him who was less than sixteen years old.

His face turned pale.

Rao is Wang Donglin and Wei Yang, neither of them expected Dongfang Qingtian to fall so quickly in front of Ye Chong.

Let him go?

Of course not! This only made them more jealous of Ye Chong.

This kind of jealousy is even worse for Wang Donglin, because it was he who defeated Ye Chonglou with poison tricks back then, which made Ye Chong's father become a waste man over the years.

And now that Ye Chonglou's son is so talented and his cultivation speed is so amazing, how can he not be jealous?

He just hasn't found the right opportunity all the time.

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, leaving no future troubles, this is his code of conduct.

And now, Ye Chong has just defeated Dongfang Qingtian, and the latter's identity as a secret envoy of the Chu State just allows him to take the opportunity to play.

Even if he was afraid of the power of Wu He and others, Wang Donglin didn't dare to take Ye Chong's life for a while, but it was still okay to teach him a lesson so that he could no longer pose a threat to himself.

Before Dongfang Qingtian could answer, Wang Donglin had already shown a grim smile and said, "If you speak disrespectfully to the secret envoy of the Chu State, and dare to do it, Ye Chong, do you know that your behavior will ruin my plan to defend the country, do you think that we will let you go so easily?"

Hearing Wang Donglin say this, Dongfang Qingtian's face appeared a little hideous again, and his sharp-beaked monkey cheek face twisted and laughed, "Mr. Wang, I heard that Ye Chonglou was defeated by your men back then, you won't take special care of his son because of guilt, right?"

He was reminding Wang Donglin not to raise tigers.

He thought too much.

Wang Donglin would not have been a guilty person, and he didn't want to see the enemy's son grow up so quickly.

"Big Brother Dongfang is too worried, Ye Chong, this kid dares to provoke you, my master will definitely make him pay the price!"

Wei Yang fanned the flames on the sidelines. Maybe it was that Ye Chong did not die in the belly of the black-blooded pterodactyl in the back mountain that day, but let him be rescued by the Holy Maiden, and later made a big splash, but he himself became a wasted person, such a contrast made Wei Yang suddenly feel a bitter hatred in his heart when he saw Ye Chong.

If he hadn't confirmed that Ye Chong had indeed fallen off the cliff at that time, he would even suspect that the person who had pierced his sea of qi was Ye Chong!

With every word they spoke, it seemed that they were going to decide Ye Chong's life and death, as if they didn't put Ye Chong in their hearts at all.

And Ye Chong did not show the slightest anger, he knew that it was useless to be angry at this time, and in the same way, he did not show cowardice, because no matter how cowardly he was, it would not change Wang Donglin's vicious intentions towards him.

He clearly knew that Wang Donglin might not kill himself today, but he did not rule out the possibility that he would abolish himself.

He understands the ugliness and cruelty of man, but he cannot die, let alone die. He also wanted to give himself a few more months, when he was fighting Wang Donglin to the death.

And now, he doesn't have the ability to confront Wang Donglin.

He only hoped that Qin Wuyue, who was leaving, could call Qin Bai and Lu Changyuan as soon as possible, and the moment they came earlier, he would be less dangerous.

Wang Donglin seems to have seen this.

So he didn't hesitate at all, not long after Wei Yang's words fell, when Ye Chong was about to use some rhetoric to make a while, his figure shook in place, and the next moment appeared in front of Ye Chong.

"The reason why I let that little girl go is that I am confident that I will not be able to beat you up in such a short time!" Wang Donglin's mouth hooked a stiff arc, and he reached out and patted Ye Chong's chest.

His palms were fluttering, as if he didn't have any strength, but it made Ye Chong feel powerless that was difficult to resist.

Ye Chong felt as if his body had turned into dough for a moment, and he could only be at the mercy of Wang Donglin's hands and knead.

This is coercion!

Wang Donglin, who had the strength of a heavy heaven in the underground palace realm, exuded an absolutely powerful momentum, like a mountain pressing on Ye Chong's heart.

The fluttering palm was attached to Ye Chong's chest, as if grabbing his entire heart.

It was undeniable that Ye Chong had a sense of fear at this moment.

It was a very short time, like the sand grains in an hourglass that had just flowed the size of a finger, and the fallen leaves on the ground had just been swept away by the autumn wind.

Then a burst of intense white light erupted from Ye Chong's body.

The white mangs were as flawless as the moonlight reflecting on the snow, like a layer of silver edges set on the outline of Ye Chong's body, slowly flowing and converging towards Ye Chong's chest and the palm of Wang Donglin's palm.

Ye Chong immediately saw Wang Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Xuan-level sword intent, the talent is really superhuman!"

"Today, I will destroy your sword intent!"

The momentum on Wang Donglin's body suddenly skyrocketed, like a surging river, through his palm, slamming into Ye Chong's chest.

The fluttering palm shook a slight arc.

The heavy force like a mountain smashed violently on Ye Chong's chest where his sword intent was condensed.

Click! Click!

Ye Chong heard the sound of his sternum breaking.

Immediately after that, the sword intent in his chest collapsed in all directions, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Poof!"

Ye Chong uncontrollably spurted out a mouthful of thick blood, his body was like a hammer blow, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

He tried his best to control the tumbling aura in his body, resisting the urge to sacrifice the Moon Xuan Sword, because he knew that now was not the time for him to reveal his last hole cards.

He held the ground with one hand to let himself sit on the ground, and the other hand caressed his chest, and the blood that kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth stained his green shirt red, dripping to the ground, like patches of red maple leaves.

His eyes were bloodshot.

"Mr. Wang, I see that his sword intent has only temporarily collapsed, and it has not been completely destroyed by you. ”

Dongfang Qingtian glanced at Ye Chong gloomily and said.

"Then I'll fight him until he's completely destroyed!"

Absolutely strong combat power can destroy the opponent's sword intent.

So Wang Donglin's figure swept in front of Ye Chong again, and another palm slapped down on his chest.

Poof!

Ye Chong's body was slapped out horizontally by his palm, dragging a distance of more than a foot on the ground, his clothes were worn, and his body was drenched in blood.

"Puff puff!"

Ye Chong even spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his chest had collapsed to a depth of half an inch, and his sternum was broken.

There was only blood on his face, no blood, and his eyes were foggy.

There were only a few phantoms in front of Ye Chong's eyes, and he couldn't see the faces of Wang Donglin and the others clearly, only the chaotic laughter sounded in his ears.

He kept suppressing the churning sea of qi, trying his best to alienate the chaotic aura in the meridians, and suppressing the Moon Xuan Sword that was about to move.

He kept telling himself in his heart that as long as he didn't die, as long as he wasn't abolished, he could get it back in the future!

At this moment, Wang Donglin's figure approached him again.

"The last palm, Ye Chong, you have never had a chance to comprehend the sword intent in your life, I see what talent you have!"

Wang Donglin raised his palm for the third time and slapped it horizontally towards Ye Chong.

Ye Chong was a little anxious at this moment, he wanted to hide, but found that he couldn't understand the badly injured body at all.

He knew that once this palm fell, his sword intent could really be destroyed.

At this moment, his body seemed to burst out with unimaginable strength.

He leaned to one side.

Boom!

Wang Donglin's third palm landed on Ye Chong's shoulder, causing him to roll on the ground non-stop.

The entire path covered with fallen leaves is full of Ye Chong's blood.

Wang Donglin was also a little surprised, although his third palm was a little careless, but after all, it was based on the first two palms that hit Ye Chong hard, he didn't expect Ye Chong to still have the ability to dodge.

So he immediately raised another palm, and he was bound to destroy Ye Chong's sword intent today.

It was another fierce wind, hitting Ye Chong.

This time, Ye Chong no longer had the slightest strength to dodge.

He struggled to open his misty eyes as he watched the wind-swept palm grow in front of him.

Boom!

There was a heavy muffled thud.

It's like a stick hammering the board.

Wang Donglin took half a step back, his face still unwilling.

"Wang Donglin, this is the Divine General's Academy, how can you hurt my students in my territory!"

Lu Changyuan's angry roar sounded in Ye Chong's ears.

And Ye Chong, at this time, felt that his mouth was being torn open, and a pill rolled into his abdomen, and then a warm and soft breath rose in his dantian and flowed to the meridians of his body.

"Father, Ye Chong won't have an accident, right?"

Qin Wuyue's slightly choked voice echoed in Ye Chong's ears.

"If that palm had fallen, he might have been finished, but now it's better. ”

Wang Donglin's last palm was blocked by Qin Bai, who rushed from the martial arts arena, and at this time he was leaning over to help Ye Chong convey his true qi.

In Ye Chong's ears, the sound of Lu Changyuan and Wang Donglin arguing still vaguely echoed, and his consciousness dissipated little by little.