Wang De casually pinched a transmission note, said a few words, and then shot towards the vicinity of the Xianmen Arena. The transmission note flew into the crowd and issued an order to the three generations of disciples of the Feng faction to drive down Ye Chen, the fiftieth guardian.

In this group of reference monks, dozens of third-generation disciples of the Feng family unexpectedly received orders, glanced at each other, nodded secretly, and looked towards Ye Chen, who was in the fiftyth position on the arena, their eyes showed fierce colors.

As a subordinate of the Feng faction, they have been cultivated by the Feng family and enjoy a lot of benefits, and they must unconditionally obey the instructions from above, even if such orders harm their own interests, they must obey.

It doesn't matter why it's directive, it's about achieving the goal.

A tall, thin figure of a young monk in the middle of them was pushed out. The young monk held an earth spirit knife in his hand and jumped onto the small fighting platform in the fiftieth place of the arena. This cultivator was at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Period, and among them he was in the middle to low, so he went up first to try Ye Chen's depth.

If Ye Chen's strength was average, they didn't need to make a big deal and waste manpower.

"In Xia Lu Qiang, please advise!"

The tall and thin monk said coldly.

"Ye Chen, please advise!"

Ye Chen was waiting for someone to come up to challenge, and when he saw a monk on the stage, he immediately returned the salute. vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the other party, and his tone was very blunt. However, this is the big test of Xianmen, they are all competitors, and he didn't think too much about it.

The tall and thin monk snorted lightly, held the Earth Spirit Knife in both hands, stomped on his feet, and strode towards Ye Chen, who was a hundred feet away.

Ye Chen blessed himself with a wind resistance technique, took out a wind spirit knife from the storage bag, and prepared to engage in battle.

The tall and thin monk rushed to Ye Chen in dozens of big steps, "Drink!" Loud and slashed out, and several yellow blades more than three feet long shot out from the blade and slashed towards Ye Chen.

Bang!

The tall and thin monk displayed a set of sword techniques that opened and closed widely, and the speed of the knife was not fast, but it was extremely fierce and calm.

The most bizarre thing is that with each slash, the yellow shadow of the knife leaves a trail of sand and dust in the air. After a few knives, more layers of sand and mist appeared in the air, intertwined.

The tall and thin monk's sword technique was unhurried, and a layer of sand mist filled his body within ten zhang, like a wild sand storm.

"What kind of knife technique is this?!"

Ye Chen was a little surprised, he didn't know what kind of sword technique it was, the combat skills of the Heavenly Void Immortal Sect, he didn't have much contact.

"Wild Sand Knife Method!"

The tall and thin monk didn't want to say more, he snorted coldly, and the yellow sword mangs stepped up to attack Ye Chen.

Ye Chen grasped the Wind Spirit Sword tightly, and he wanted to get close to fight the tall and thin monk. But as soon as he touched the sand mist in the air, he immediately felt that his body was condensed, as if he had been wrapped in a layer of sand and stones weighing thousands of pounds by the sand mist, and his steps were difficult.

At this moment, his wind control technique actually failed, and he lost his advantage in speed.

Ye Chen couldn't help but be surprised.

"Wild sand!!"

The tall and thin monk roared with joy, and suddenly erupted, and the earth spirit knife in his hand slashed out wildly. In the blink of an eye, he slashed out seven or eight slashes, enveloping Ye Chen and all the surrounding directions, filling a large area of sand mist.

Everywhere the sand and fog shrouded, it was all heavy and stagnant.

"Whirlwind Slash!"

Ye Chen suddenly shook the Wind Spirit Knife in his hand, and in an instant, nine sharp pale red knives all around his body shot out, forcibly cutting through the sand mist, and attacked the tall and thin monk, forcing the tall and thin monk to abandon the attack and defend.

The tall and thin monk did not dodge or dodge, nor did he parry Ye Chen's attack with his sword technique, but instead attacked Ye Chen with all his strength.

"Boom!"

The two of them exchanged injuries for injuries, and they shook hard. One touch is the point, and there is no winner or loser.

Ye Chen immediately waved his knife, and a pale red manga cut through the layers of sand mist, and one dodged, breaking away from the shroud of the sand mist, and reaching dozens of zhang away. He glanced down at a crack cut by a knife on the chest of the high-grade robe, and a faint bead of blood.

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly felt a chill, and he looked at the tall and thin monk.

The tall and thin monk was also slightly wounded.

For a moment, a doubt flashed through Ye Chen's mind, "This tall and thin monk didn't just come up to challenge the ranking! The monk who participated in the big exam would not be willing to let himself be hurt in order to be able to maintain his position in the Immortal Gate Arena. Every monk has a second chance, provided they don't get seriously injured. Otherwise, if you are seriously injured, even if you have a chance to challenge twice, you will not be able to rush to the top 100! As soon as you get on the field, you will not hesitate to lose both, which is very abnormal. ”

A small burst of cheers erupted in the crowd of monks under the nearby arena.

Ye Chen couldn't help but glance at the monks in the direction of the audience. I saw that there was a small group of dozens of monks looking at him, mocking something loudly, cheering for that Lu Qiang, with extremely obvious malice towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen couldn't help frowning.

When did he offend this group of three generations of fellow disciples?

After he came to Tianxu Immortal Gate, he was close to Zhu Haomin, Jiang Zhi and other monks at first, and then went to the Nanhu mining area, and rarely had contact with other monks. It is simply impossible to offend a group of fellow monks.

Could it be that someone is behind it?

The tall and thin monk held the Earth Spirit Knife, but he was very satisfied with the result of the two injuries, and said with a wild smile on his face, "This is your strength? That's it! I really don't understand why Uncle Wang deliberately ordered us to drive you down." ”

"Uncle Wang, are you talking about Uncle Wang De next to Deacon Feng?"

Ye Chen's tone became cold. He couldn't think of anyone else except Wang De.

"You don't need to know this! your strength is about the same as mine, and I am only below average among a group of three generations of disciples under Uncle Wang. Regardless of this victory, you will soon be ousted from power and lose your chance to take the top spot. ”

The tall and thin monk sneered, and swung his knife to attack Ye Chen again.

"Just you?"

Ye Chen sneered, turned around and ran quickly, not getting close to the tall and thin monk at all.

The strength of the soil system is that it has thick defense, and its weakness is its slow speed. The earth-based primary attack spells are only earth arrows, but the defensive spells are stone skin and earth shields. To put it bluntly, the Earth Monk has strong defense and weak attack.

Wind monks fight with other monks, if they don't have hand-to-hand combat skills with their opponents, other monks won't be able to catch up at all.

Ye Chen used the Wind Resisting Technique and quickly walked around the fighting platform, leaving the tall and thin monk behind easily. At the same time, he raised his hand, sacrificed two fireballs and two pale red wind blades, and quickly shot towards the tall and thin monk chasing behind.

"Fireball!

Call!

The tall and thin monk was slightly shocked.

The wind blade and the fireball shot at the same time, and he hurriedly swung his sword to resist.

Burst!

He swung his knife to block two fireballs, but the remaining two wind blades sliced through his cheeks, tearing out two faint streaks of blood several inches long. The speed of the wind blade was fast, and the wind blade released by Ye Chen was extremely tricky, attacking him from different directions, making it difficult for him to parry.

Fortunately, the stone skin of the tall and thin monk was able to resist the wind blade strongly, and the tearing wound was very small, and some blood beads were oozing.

"Damn!"

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with Ye Chen, and his sword technique couldn't attack an opponent dozens of zhang away, the tall and thin monk couldn't help but curse, and released one after another earth arrow spells, blasting at Ye Chen.

But the wind monks and the earth monks, the result of the spell bombardment is obvious.

Ye Chen's dodging ability far surpassed that of Lu Qiang.

Fireballs and wind blades kept hitting the tall and thin monks, but none of the earth arrows could hit Ye Chen.

Bang!

Rumble!

A series of several feet of wind blades hit Lu Qiang's body from various tricky angles, cutting his cheeks and arms all over with blood.

Because of the stone skin, the wind blade brought small injuries, which looked very scary, and it was actually not a lot of injuries for a monk with a stone skin technique at the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

It's the fireballs that really deal the heavier damage.

A single blow can cause a lot of injuries. It keeps accumulating and getting more and more serious.

The fighting, which was only beaten but could not fight back, made the tall and thin monk extremely angry.

The tall and thin monk carried the Fire Spirit Knife and desperately chased Ye Chen on the small fighting platform of hundreds of zhang, roaring unwillingly.

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Boom!"

The tall and thin monk was indiscriminately bombarded by thirty or forty wind blades and more than a dozen fireballs, and his injuries became more and more serious, and finally he spurted out a large mouthful of blood and fell on the fighting platform.

A burst of light shrouded the small fighting platform, teleporting Lu Qiang out.

The monks in the audience who were with Lu Qiang were originally laughing and mocking loudly, but they quickly fell silent, watching Lu Qiang being seriously injured by Ye Chen.

Not a serious injury, but a little by little.

Ye Chen only used a few of the most basic spells, the Wind Resisting Technique, the Wind Blade and the Fireball Technique, to drag Lu Qiang to death.

For Qi Refining Stage cultivators, if they are not comparable to the Beginner Combat Technique, then only the Beginner Spell can be used. It is not surprising that a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi refining period was defeated by his opponent's beginner-level spells.

"Change to a stronger one!"

"This guy is a wind and fire monk, mainly spells. Let's get another Wind Monk up and fight him! Let's see what else he can do this time!"

Dozens of third-generation disciples of the Feng faction were furious. Soon, another cultivator majoring in the Wind Department among them jumped onto the fiftieth small fighting platform and continued to fight with Ye Chen.

After a stick of incense.

The wind cultivator tried to catch up with Ye Chen with his speed advantage, but he was hit by one of Ye Chen's ice picks, and his speed slowed down, only to be killed by Ye Chen's continuous ice picks and fireballs.

A group of third-generation disciples of the Feng family shouted angrily, "Change people! ”

Ye Chen fought with them unhurriedly.

His heart flashed with anger, but his expression was unusually calm.

He has a stronger killer feature.

But he didn't.

He used the most basic spells to maintain a slight lead. Give them hope for the three generations of disciples of the Feng faction, and let them keep coming up to challenge. Seriously injured them one by one, and lost the opportunity to continue to seize the ranking of the Xianmen Grand Exam.

In just one hour, among the dozens of disciples of the Feng family, more than ten monks had been defeated by Ye Chen's men, and all of them were defeated by Ye Chen's endless primary-level spells.

(To be continued)