Ye Chen's face sank, and he slapped his palms three times in a row, which barely blocked the opponent's Qinghu fist. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The mid-level martial arts are really extraordinary!" Ye Chen took two steps back to avoid the messy energy in front of him, and nodded thoughtfully.

Ye Lang frowned, he seemed to be a little disappointed, he thought that Ye Chen would be able to hurt Ye An Ye Fu so badly, and his cultivation must be a little outstanding, but he didn't expect that his performance would be so unbearable as soon as he came up.

"Hmph, it's really a waste!" Ye Lang snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Ye Chen sneered, and didn't say anything to argue, but his eyes were shining, and he looked at Ye Lang coldly, with a strong confidence between his eyebrows.

"Looking for death!" This scene suddenly made Ye Lang angry, his body shook, he stepped forward again, and his right fist was raised and smashed down on Ye Chen again.

This time, the cyan fist shadow was even thicker, and it was obvious that he had lost interest in grappling after discovering Ye Chen's strength, and was ready to crush him in one fell swoop.

The furious roar of the tiger immediately attracted many people from the Ye family to come and watch, including many of the younger generations of the Ye family, and everyone couldn't help but talk about it when they saw this.

"Qinghu Fist! Ye Lang actually made such a heavy hand, it seems that Ye Chen is dead this time!"

"To deal with Ye Chen's waste, why do you need to use such means?"

"Alas, the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs! I think when Ye Haotian was alive, Ye Chen was so beautiful? But now ......" There are also people who are upset with Ye Chen.

"What are you doing with these things about Chen Sesame and rotten grain, let's watch a good show!"

Ye Chen heard everyone's gossip, and his heart was also mixed.

However, there was no room for distraction at such a juncture, and he immediately suppressed his distracting thoughts, let out a loud shout, and slammed forward with a wind and thunder palm.

He only used fifty percent of the true yuan for this blow, but it was enough to have thousands of catties of huge power.

In the blink of an eye, three huge white palms appeared in front of him, and a rumbling thunder sounded, even faintly overshadowing the tiger roar of the Green Tiger Fist.

"Hmph, bluff!" Ye Lang's face was slightly surprised, but he didn't care in his heart, Ye Chen's exercises he had never seen before, and they must be just some flashy lower three indiscriminate martial arts.

At this moment, three white palms slapped on the cyan fist shadow at the same time, and the violent tiger roar and the dull thunder suddenly exploded, and the two forces frantically devoured each other.

The energy in front of the two of them was surging, which shocked many onlookers.

"Hmm, when did Ye Chen become so strong?"

"What kind of martial arts does he use, how come I've never seen it?"

"It looks a little bit like Ye Xiong's Covering the Sky Palm, but the momentum seems to be a little weaker!"

"Covering the sky, what are you kidding, that's a mid-level top martial art, how can Ye Chen, a waste, be qualified to cultivate?"

With the crazy hedge of the two forces, Ye Lang's complexion gradually became unsightly.

This time he made a move just now, he had used enough seven-layer skills, and he thought that he would be able to hit Ye Chen hard in one fell swoop without much effort, but he didn't want such a situation to occur.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Chen was excited, and a strong sense of confidence surged in his heart.

"The Green Tiger Fist is already a good martial art, and the Wind Thunder Palm seems to be excessive!" he took a deep breath and nodded slowly, seeing that there were more and more onlookers, he immediately decided to fight quickly.

After a while, the messy energy gradually dissipated, Ye Lang's eyes shrank, and he took a step forward and said coldly: "What kind of martial arts are you?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly: "What kind of martial arts, don't you know if you taste it?"

As soon as the words fell, he took the initiative without hesitation, and the palm of Yunzu Zhenyuan slammed out, and in the blink of an eye, five huge white palms suddenly transformed, carrying the terrifying sound of wind and thunder, rushing towards Ye Lang.

Ye Lang's complexion changed, and the corners of his eyes twitched, judging from the momentum of the five giant palms alone, it should not be underestimated.

He immediately let out a loud shout, carried the true yuan of his body, raised his arms, and blasted his two fists forward at the same time.

Roar!

A violent tiger roar suddenly sounded, and two cyan fist shadows the size of pot lids instantly condensed out, which shocked many onlookers to their ears and felt horrified in their hearts.

"Ye Lang, this kid is really good, he actually cultivated the Green Tiger Fist to such a realm!"

"Shhh...... I have the realm of the eighth layer of the Spiritual Qi Realm, I'm afraid that I won't be sure of winning against him!" a slightly chubby young man shook his head and muttered to himself with an unwilling expression.

The person who was upset about Ye Chen snorted lightly: "Ye Lang's strength is strong, but Ye Chen is not weak, you see that the momentum of this shot is much stronger than the one just now!"

"Well, that's true! It seems that it is really uncertain who will win and who will lose......"

Before the words fell, the Wind Thunder Palm and the Green Tiger Fist both slammed together, and a terrifying storm of energy suddenly erupted in front of the two of them.

This time the fight was quickly separated, and under the siege of the five white palms, the two cyan fist shadows showed signs of weakness in a blink of an eye, and collapsed violently.

The Wind Thunder Palm seemed to have no end in its might, four of the palms and two cyan fist shadows annihilated each other, and the remaining one swept past the edge and rushed forward under the cover of messy energy.

Ye Lang was caught off guard for a while, and when he saw the oncoming white palm, he couldn't help but change his complexion, he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to hurriedly take out his palm to protect his chest.

Boom!

After a loud sound, Ye Lang's body shook violently, and he involuntarily retreated backwards.

In an instant, there was an exclamation!

Without hesitation, Ye Chen jumped over the remaining storm of energy, shouted loudly, and slapped towards Ye Lang in the air.

This time, he did not use the Wind Thunder Palm, but used the Paishan Palm back, the other party had no life-and-death enmity with him, and he did not intend to kill them all.

Ye Lang stepped back a few steps, and before his body could stand firmly, a big yellow hand fell from the air.

Before he could get enough of his true yuan, he had to make a hasty move, and in the blink of an eye, the big yellow hand rushed away from his palm and slapped heavily on his chest.

Ye Lang snorted, his feet lifted off the ground, and then he fell heavily to the ground, falling into disgrace.

"How is that possible?" he struggled to his feet, his hand touching his chest, a look of disbelief on his face, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Ye Chen stretched out his arms and fell to the ground, glanced at Ye Lang coldly, but he had no intention of making another move, shook his head and sneered, and strode forward.

There was another exclamation behind him, and there was even a voice cheering for Ye Chen.

However, he will not be complacent because of this small victory, he knows that his strength is not strong enough, far from reaching the level of self-preservation.

Seeing Ye Chen walking by, Ye Lang's face was cloudy for a while, and he felt embarrassed. In this fight just now, if the other party hadn't switched to Pai Shan Zhang, he would probably have been seriously injured at this moment.

He struggled inwardly, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of intervening to stop him.

Ye Chen took a few steps forward, and he was about to walk in front of the Ye family's gate, but a cold cry suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ye Chen, leave off!" This cold drink contained a powerful momentum, which shocked everyone's hearts.