After all, since Ye Chen entered Tianyun City, his performance was so eye-catching that the vast majority of the local martial artists in Tianyun City were overshadowed by it.

Such a character, if he is allowed to develop, then what is it?

Where are the faces of the local warriors of Tianyun City going to go?

Therefore, except for a few people who greatly admired Ye Chen, most people were looking forward to Ye Chen's defeat or even being hit hard.

What they couldn't do, they didn't want to watch an alien martial artist, especially a junior at the third level of the Linghua Realm, do it.

Why did an outsider steal everyone's attention, and why did he shine in Tianyun City?

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, Han Jinlong roared wildly and rushed towards the purple gold dragon.

A pair of arms pierced the purple gold dragon's forehead like two divine spears!

"Hmph!" At this moment, the purple gold dragon suddenly let out a cold snort, and the huge dragon body suddenly rose up.

Han Jinlong's face sank, and a strong killing intent welled up between his eyebrows.

"Hmph, do you want to run, it's not that easy!"

Han Jinlong laughed wildly, his body accelerated suddenly, and he was about to blast towards the head of the purple gold dragon.

However, the next moment, his face changed suddenly, and he found that he was wrong, and he was ridiculously wrong!

The purple gold dragon did not escape, after the huge dragon body was raised, the thick waist suddenly twisted, and the terrifying dragon tail threw out a purple gold divine light in the void and suddenly pumped down.

"Shhh

The power of the purple gold dragon's claws was already unbearable, and if such a terrifying attack fell on him, there would be absolutely no good results.

However, at this moment, he had no time to dodge, so he had to roar wildly and blast away towards the dragon's tail.

"Jiaoshen Arm!" Han Jinlong roared again, and two terrifying auras erupted from a pair of arms!

Thundered!

The dragon tail of the purple gold dragon twitched down wildly, and in one fell swoop, it slammed into Han Jinlong's arms.

A furious loud bang followed, and a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation suddenly rose in the void.

The dazzling purple-gold light suddenly brightened, almost making it impossible for everyone to look at it directly.

Violent spiritual power fluctuations swept through most of the square, making everyone feel extremely depressed.

Many powerhouses at the peak of the Linghua Realm changed their faces because of this.

The guard master beside the Seventh Prince looked solemn, and hurriedly pulled him to the side.

The two masters beside the fifth prince changed their faces, and hurriedly used their spiritual power to protect this prince from being attacked by spiritual power fluctuations.

"What a strong strength!" Fifth Prince Zuo Tianpeng took a deep breath, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"If such a person can be used by me, why worry about not being able to achieve a big deal?" Zuo Tianpeng shook his head and sighed, sighing with emotion.

He couldn't help but ponder, it was better to find a way to subdue Ye Chen.

When the two guards next to him heard this, they couldn't help frowning, but the other party was a prince, and what ideas they had was not something for the two of them to interfere with.

However, Zuo Tianpeng's appreciation of Ye Chen still made these two people quite scruples, and they both had killing intent in their hearts, and they all had killing intent towards Ye Chen.

While everyone was shocked, there was one person who stood proudly all the time, as if this level of spiritual power storm had no effect on him in the slightest.

This person is Meng Tianlun!

He stared at Ye Chen with a strange light, but there was no emotion in his heart, and he was moved by his momentum of sweeping thousands of troops!

"Okay, very good! It is worthy of being a person who has been in the army!" Meng Tianlun secretly applauded Ye Chen's performance, and nodded again and again.

Ye Chen's performance made him appreciate it a lot, and there was no shortage of such characters in his army, but his cultivation qualifications were not as high as Ye Chen's.

Before the furious loud noise dissipated, a figure rolled and fell down, and it was Han Jinlong!

At this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed, his clothes became tattered, and his cultivation aura was even more fluctuating, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of losses.

Roar!

In mid-air, the purple gold dragon let out a furious dragon groan again, its huge waist swirled for a while, and the light suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, Ye Chen's true body appeared, turning into a purple-golden light and floating down, and appeared in front of Han Jinlong in a slight flicker.

Han Jinlong shouted angrily, and suddenly jumped to the ground, and the killing intent around him increased instead of decreasing.

He didn't want to accept the end of defeat like this, he wanted to show his strong strength in front of the Seventh Prince, how could he be willing to lose like this?

"Ye Chen, you die!" Han Jinlong bit the tip of his tongue and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as his arms swept through this mass of essence blood, all of them melted into the essence blood at an incredible speed.

The next moment, the current violent aura suddenly rose, making everyone present change their faces!

"What a horrible breath!"

"This aura is not weaker than a top-level spiritual weapon at all!"

"Didn't you say you couldn't use the magic weapon?"

"You can see clearly, Han Jinlong's own arm is not an additional magic weapon!"

"This ......" The man's eyes jumped, and he had nothing to say.

Feeling Han Jinlong's violent and murderous aura, Ye Chen's face sank, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

The other party obviously wants to use the strongest killing move, and if he is not careful, he is likely to suffer a loss this time.

Of course, he couldn't let the other party use this kind of attack on him, his face sank, and he burst into the air with an angry shout.

Rumble!

The void twisted violently, and a purple-gold martial soul phantom the size of ten zhang suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen seemed to be wearing a ten-zhang purple gold battle armor, and his body exuded an extremely majestic momentum.

This momentum made those powerhouses at the peak of the Linghua Realm couldn't help but have an urge to worship.

In the audience, only Meng Tianlun always maintained a strong composure, but his eyes became brighter.

"What a Ye Chen!" Meng Tianlun took a deep breath, his eyes shining brightly.

As soon as the Purple Gold Martial Soul Phantom was in full bloom, Ye Chen's figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Jinlong.

"Purple Gold Divine Fist!" Ye Chen shouted violently, and his right hand blasted out wildly, smashing on Han Jinlong's arms in one fell swoop.

Han Jinlong roared wildly, and before he could unleash his biggest killing move, he was forcibly suppressed by Ye Chen.

The rumbling spirit yuan fluctuations followed, and Han Jinlong's body shook violently, but he didn't want to give up yet.

He frantically urged the spirit yuan around his body, forcibly resisting Ye Chen's attack, but under the oppression of the purple gold martial soul phantom, he didn't have much power to fight back at all.

Ye Chen's fist gushed out a steady stream of terrifying power, coupled with the terrifying aura released by the Purple Gold Martial Spirit, directly suppressed his Spirit Yuan riot.

With a violent roar, Ye Chen's right fist suddenly spit out a terrifying purple gold light, and finally shook Han Jinlong out in one fell swoop.