Ximen Kong opened and closed suddenly, his eyes were frightened, countless thunderbolts burst out in his eyes, and bursts of explosions suddenly came from the sky, but it did not affect the mysterious artistic conception at all. The body was shocked, and the eyes were suddenly clear, seeing this scene, his complexion changed greatly, looking at the golden ancient seal, the terrifying breath continued to erode his mind, cold sweat broke out, and then let out a sound of the tiger, the long knife in his hand was full of thunder, rumbling, the figure flashed in the air several times in a row, the thunder crossed, and the body of the dragon shook into the sky, towards Ye Chen, slashing away!

"Lei Hua Falling Knife Technique!" The ancient long knife thundered and roared, and as soon as the knife went down, the endless thunder sea fell head-on with the long knife towards Ye Chen, this knife seemed to be descending from the sky, and the power was unstoppable!

Ye Chen's face was calm, not showing joy and sorrow, the ordinary sword slowly stabbed out, the power of the world was hidden in the golden ancient seal, a sword returned to the basics, at the moment of collision with the long knife, there was a loud bang, deafening, and then, the waves of true qi swept the heavens and the earth, during which the sound of snorting continued, after half an hour, the thunder light faded, and the power of the world lasted forever.

Ximen Kong was covered in blood, a strange light flashed in his eyes, the thunder light fled, one dodged away a hundred steps away, Ye Chen smiled, a dodge, chasing closely, Ximen Kong's dragon scales gradually faded, restored the human body, lifted the thunder dragon transformation, his eyes were incredible, faintly with a little despair, and muttered.

"How is it possible! The Thunder Dragon Transformation and the self-created Thunder Hua Falling Knife Technique are just a draw!"

At this time, the clouds left, the wind and smoke were clear, revealing the white figure inside, Ye Chen was in a white shirt, not stained with vulgarity, and one golden ancient seal after another around his body exuded divine brilliance, constantly rotating, with a beautiful smile on his face, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, the Tao was natural, like a fairy descending to earth.

Ximen Kong stared at it, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he said with a sense of understanding: "I see, it's a formation!"

Before the collision just now, Ye Chen laid out a defensive formation with one hand on the way to escape. The word extinguishing sword technique, with Ye Chen's current cultivation, cannot be controlled at all, once it is used, it will only be himself shocked to death by the aftermath, so in the process of escaping, stepping on the mysterious and obscure formation, and constantly making up one defensive formation after another around him, in this way, Ye Chen has no worries, and can use the word extinguishing sword technique without any scruples!

"I lost. In the void, Ximen Kong's face was lost and depressed, and his wild and uninhibited face was bloodless and his eyes showed despair.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help laughing, causing Ximenkong to look at him strangely, Ye Chen ignored it, and immediately untied the formation around him, stared at Ximenkong, and slowly spoke:

"Brother Simon, I also admire your heroic posture very much! Why don't we take some time to talk about it?"

Ximen Kong suddenly smiled and said, "That's nature, Brother Tian." My cave is in the south of the valley, waiting for you at any time!"

"I don't know if Brother Simon can still see the fighting method below?" Ye Chen asked, pointing to the battle platform.

"No, after watching these battles, you will only lower your comprehension of the Fa. This fight has helped me a lot, and I want to go back and understand it soon. Ximen Kong shook his head, his eyes rekindled the fighting spirit, and the whole person became invisibly energetic.

Peerless geniuses have their own Dao in their hearts, and they will not learn from other Dao methods!

Ye Chen's green robe waved, under the operation of the Dan Sutra, the pale green light swayed out, and the divine thought moved, and it was immediately poured into Ximenkong's body, and the pale green true qi flowed like a torrent through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the limbs were hundreds, and in a few breaths, Ximenkong Fangcai's injury had been healed intact as before!

Simon did not show joy and sorrow, his thick eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes sometimes revealed excitement and excitement, feeling the power in his body, as if he was thinking and understanding.

The next moment, Ximen didn't have time to greet him, and the thunder was gone, a hundred miles away.

Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction, building a foundation with the mid-term battle of concentrating, this kind of record is enough to make himself proud!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen's face suddenly calmed down, his toes were a little on his toes, and he slowly fell, and the crowd below invariably gave Ye Chen a place, no one dared to talk about it, even the invincible legend in their hearts Ximen Kong had been defeated by Ye Chen, and these people naturally didn't dare to go against Ye Chen again!

Some of the people who had been against Ye Chen before were even more frightened, their eyes were panicked, their steps were slightly open, as if they were preparing to escape, and some female cultivators who thought they were extraordinary were also throwing flattering eyes at Ye Chen, affecting their hearts, seeing this scene, Ye Chen's eyes were as calm as the sea, and they ignored everything!

"Are you done competing?" Walking in front of Liao Yun and Zhong Kui, Ye Chen's expression was also casual.

"Not yet. Both shook their heads.

After speaking, the three of them were silent, all watching the battle on the stage, Ye Chen did not worry about the game between Liao Yun and Zhong Kui, Liao Yun had an epiphany because of himself, among these monks, he must be the best, and Zhong Kui's unrivaled brute strength, as well as the Xuantie rod, was enough to make Zhong Kui sweep the audience!

Soon there were two more people on the stage.

The two on the stage glanced at each other, and they both saw a little helplessness in each other's eyes. Then, the two of them agreed, shouted in unison, the power of the whole body was boiling, and they slashed at each other with a scimitar, blushing and thick-necked, as if each knife was trying their best, but the knife technique was unruly, like a little ruffian fighting on the street, holding a scimitar and driving the indiscriminate slashing, not much higher than the secular warriors!

However, in the time of a stick of incense, the two people on the stage had already divided the winner and loser, a knife flashed, and a monk flew out of the ring and fell to the ground, life and death are unknown!

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen's eyes were overjoyed, although there were more than 1,000 inner disciples of Huazong this day, there were few who could really take it to the table. The winner is the king and the loser is the loser, and the consequence of the law of the jungle is that there are so many top monks, and the others have nothing to do except for cultivation and ruthlessness!

Shu Mountain and Tianhua Sect are just the opposite, there are thousands of outer disciples, but there are only about a hundred disciples in the inner door, except for the two peaks of the Taishang Elder, each peak is a vein, Ye Chen belongs to the Tongtian one vein, the number of people is three, Tianmad, Yun Bufan, Ye Chen.

And the most prosperous number of people is the Zhong Xiu lineage, that is, the Zhong Yunxiu line inherited by Yang Man, followed by Xiao Rin's dustless line, as well as the phantom sword and Wansheng two pulses, which are the five veins of Shushan.

The number of disciples is not large, but all of them are elites, and one is ten!

The Shu Mountain skills inherited by the outer disciples are all adapted and simplified versions, which are far from the inner gate inheritance, which is why Ye Chen would be so surprised when he used the real Shu Mountain sword qi when he was chased and killed by the Yang family!

Ye Chen and the three of them also watched unhurriedly, the monks on the stage were not high, but they all had the courage to fight and die, so every battle was either dead or injured!

Battles in the ring start and end non-stop. One day the sun rises, and it is also unconscious, and the remnant sun is like blood.

Finally, after a battle, the presiding elder said aloud:

"Meng Haoran is in the same vein Liao Yun, yes, Gongsun Ming is in the same vein, Shen Tuhong!"

Everyone was silent, and then there was an uproar, and there couldn't help but have a bit of banter in their eyes, and there were many discussions! The matter of Shen Tuhong's broken arm was already known to everyone in the entire Tianhua Sect, even if Gongsun Ming suppressed it a little, he couldn't bear the crowd.

"This Liao Yun doesn't know how to cultivate, but he actually faced the three major disciples Shen Tuhong!"

"Don't forget, that Shen Tuhong was cut off by Tianchen a few days ago, and this Liao Yun may have picked up a big bargain!"

"Yes, I can see the tragic appearance of Shen Tuhong that day, one arm is bloody and gone, and I can't pick it up when I take it back!"

Hearing everyone's words, Liao Yun was not shocked, and when he was about to take the stage, Ye Chen's words came, which caused Liao Yun to pause, and then his eyes turned into a raging battle intent and monstrous killing intent, and the hatred of the sword that day was vivid!

"We, Meng Haoran, are in the same vein, and we must not lose!"