"Senpai!"

"Ye Chen, the old man does have an unfulfilled wish, but he can't achieve it himself!"

"Senior, please speak, as long as I can do it, I will definitely fulfill this wish for you with my own hands!" Ye Chen nodded heavily. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old war slave's face sank, and his eyes burst out with strong hatred and killing intent.

"Back then, the Yanyang Sect killed the old man's entire family, leaving me alone, they forced me into a war slave, if it weren't for me to understand the secret of the withered sacrifice in a desperate situation, I would never have survived today!"

"Damn! the people of the Yanyang Sect are too cruel!" Ye Chen's face turned cold, and there was murder in his eyes.

"The old man has always wanted to demolish this death arena with his own hands, but unfortunately in order to wait for the opportunity for the survival of the withered sacrifice qi, he can only endure it again and again. After seeing you, the old man thought that he could devour the Netherworld Qi so that the power of the Withering Sacrifice Qi could be greatly increased, but the old man found out that he was wrong. The key to the continuation of the withered sacrifice qi lies with you, not the old man!"

"Senior, what you can't do, I'll do it! I'll tear down this death arena for you!" Ye Chen said resolutely.

The old war slave nodded and smiled, greatly gratified.

"When your strength is enough in the future, you will dismantle it for me, and if possible, step on the Yanyang Sect for me and let out a bad breath!"

"Seniors, don't worry, the Yanyang Sect also has a big enmity with me, even if you don't say it, I will take action against them! In fact, today, I came to provoke, but I didn't expect to meet my seniors. ”

"Since this is the case, I am relieved, I can go with peace of mind!"

The old war slave smiled, his gaze gradually began to drift, and his breath began to decay rapidly.

"I smell a blade, it's not in vain!"

"Wen Yifeng!" Ye Chen silently wrote down the name.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the dome, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, since you want to demolish this death arena, why wait for the future, I will bring this wish to come true!"

"Huh?" the old war slave's eyes moved, and he nodded slowly with the strength of his dying moment.

The next moment, Ye Chen rushed up to the sky with the old war slave, turning into a purple gold light and rushing to the dome of the death arena!

"Hey, what is he going to do?"

"Does he want to escape?"

"No! he's going to break through the dome!"

"Oh no! stop him!"

A few furious shouts rang out, but it was too late.

Bang!

After an earth-shattering bang, the dome of the death arena was instantly broken by Ye Chen, and Ye Chen flew up with the old war slave and broke through the dome of the death arena to reach the sky.

The sky is blue and cloudless!

The sunlight shone obliquely, hitting the pale face of the old war slave, and also reflected Ye Chen's figure into a dazzling gold!

"The old man's life is enough!" the old war slave had a satisfied smile on his face, and the last breath slowly dissipated.

Ye Chen threw him up, raised his palms together, and the netherworld qi and the withered sacrifice qi spit out wildly, enveloping the old war slave.

After a while, the two breaths were quickly withdrawn, but the body of the old war slave had already turned into a little spiritual light and floated into the void, dissipating between heaven and earth!

Six figures rose into the sky and firmly surrounded Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, you destroyed the dome of the death arena, do you want to run?"

"Ye Chen, you are going to die today!"

"Come on!"

These people are all martial artists in the death arena, and they are considered to be at the level of fighters, but they all have the cultivation of the tenth layer of the Spirit Marrow Realm.

Ye Chen shook his head and sneered when he heard this, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Run? Ye didn't think about running, someone is indeed going to die today, but it's not me, it's you!"

Before the words fell, Ye Chen's face turned cold, and he turned into a golden light and burst out.

In an instant, several golden figures flashed at the same time, attacking several martial artists in the death arena in no particular order.

Bang bang bang bang......

In the furious roar, the bodies of the six warriors suddenly collapsed, turning into a large rain of blood and throwing down.

"The competition is not over yet, how can Ye run away?" Ye Chen roared wildly, and his body swooped down.

With a powerful coercion, he fell from the broken dome of the death arena!

Rumble!

It was another powerful True Yuan fluctuation, and the entire Death Arena began to crumble!

"You guys go first, I still have some things to do!" Ye Chen transmitted to Feng Qiuhan and the others.

"Ye Chen, let's go with you!"

Feng Qiuhan, Ao Yingnan, Yue Yan and others expressed their common advance and retreat.

"No, if you stay here, you can only pull me back, and go back!"

Ye Chen didn't hesitate to say that, and the aura around him surged wildly, blasting out Dao palm prints towards the wall of the death arena.

"Oh no, the arena is going to collapse, let's go!"

"Damn! Is Ye Chen crazy?"

"Get out of here!"

Although everyone was a martial artist and was not afraid of the collapse of the death arena, they were still a little afraid of Ye Chen's crazy actions.

Who knows if he will kill people indiscriminately when he starts to go crazy?

No one wants to take such a risk, after all, there is only one life, who would take their life to play with such a madman!

Soon, many spectators poured out of the death arena like a tide, and some even flew out of the big hole in the dome and left the death arena far away.

"Damn, kill him for me!" Before the spectator seat at the top of the Death Arena collapsed, several middle-aged men from the Yanyang Sect flew down and began to give orders.

At the same time, the steward of the angry death arena also waved his hand again and again, and the war slaves who commanded several other rings surrounded him.

"Ye Chen, dare to come to the death arena to smash the field, you are really impatient!" The manager of the death arena scolded sharply, and his body was full of murderous energy.

It seemed that he couldn't wait to devour Ye Chensheng alive now.

However, he was afraid of Ye Chen's strength, but he didn't dare to make a rash move, so he could only stand behind and command a few war slaves to besiege Ye Chen.

Although several war slaves were reluctant and a little afraid of Ye Chen's strength, they still had to make a move because of the threat of the manager.

Although the death arena has collapsed, the sect of the Yan Array Sect is still there, how can the war slaves who know the back of the death arena dare to refute the command of the steward?

Perhaps seeing that these war slaves were still a little hesitant, the steward shouted violently and made his own conditions.

"Hurry up and give me a shot, whoever kills Ye Chen first will be free!"

"Huh?"

"Kill!"

"I'll come first!"

When several war slaves heard this, they immediately fell into ecstasy, and rushed to shoot at Ye Chen.

In an instant, several powerful attacks slammed into front of Ye Chen, almost leaving him with nowhere to hide.

"It's a good time!" Ye Chen snorted, and his palms thundered out like lightning.

Thundered!

One after another thunder flame palms blasted out, and in an instant, the thunder and flames in the void were dazzling and surging wildly.

The two war slaves who rushed to the forefront were killed by Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.

"Kill!"

"If you kill him, you can get rid of the Yanyang Sect, and if you kill him, you will be free!"

The remaining few war slaves are still fearless to attack with death, after all, for them who face the threat of life and death at any time, the temptation of freedom is too powerful!

They were powerless to resist the oppression of the entire Yanyang Sect, so they could only target Ye Chen. (To be continued.) )