As for the figure of the man in white, he had already disappeared, leaving only Ye Chen.
Ye Chen resisted the shock in his heart and pushed open the door and walked in!
Thorn!
The door was opened, and Ye Chen looked around and found that there was nothing around. After a stick of incense, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Extremely young.
"I was the Iron Blood Holy King tens of thousands of years ago. You can fight with me!"
In one sentence, Ye Chen's face changed completely. He had never heard of the name of the Iron Blood Saint King.
However, beings who can become a sage king are the highest peaks of the Lingwu Continent.
This is the case with the Eternal Holy King.
He was also sure that these people were indeed the same as the Eternal Holy King!
Ye Chen used his divine thoughts to sweep the realm of the young man's phantom and found that it was only the peak of the Hunyuan realm, so he felt a little relieved.
It seems that the Iron Blood Saint King is not that strong at his age, otherwise a Saint King and a finger could crush him.
Ye Chen took out the Taoist artifact and held it in his hand. His eyes were full of fighting spirit and a hint of vigilance.
Who is the one who can become a saint king is not a peerless genius?
"Time kills the sword!"
Ye Chen raised his arm slightly, the law of time kept flowing, and a terrifying aura burst out continuously, and it was a killer move as soon as it started!
Faced with the existence of the former Holy King, Ye Chen must be careful to deal with it!
"war!"
The Iron Blood Holy King fell down with an extreme speed, and his iron fists were like the sharpest weapon in the world.
At this moment, the boxing intention burst out loud, and the sharp boxing intention made Ye Chen's robe sound.
Ye Chen frowned, and the pressure around him was pouring wildly towards him.
Clever! Clever! Clever! Clever!
The sword in Ye Chen's hand made a buzzing sound, and a sword cut through the air around him.
The spiritual energy in the body was venting wildly, and the sword light gushed out a dazzling light.
The ultimate sword!
One sword wants to kill the Nine Heavens!
The Iron Blood Holy King had no fear in his eyes, but he had a hint of excitement.
He longs for a fight!
This battle made him extremely excited, and the blood in his body couldn't help but beat.
boom!
The moment the two contacted each other, a terrifying explosion broke out, like thunder!
Ye Chen could see with his naked eyes that sword marks appeared on his iron fists with his Iron Blood Saint King, and it was only that, not even a drop of blood was flowing out.
A perverted defense!
The Iron Blood Saint King has rushed over and came to Ye Chen’s side!
Although the pair of iron fists had not arrived, the intention of the fist had already cut through Ye Chen's cheek!
bite!
Ye Chen raised his arm and blocked it with the Dao Hedao artifact in his hand.
Dingdeng!
The huge force made him unable to help but take two steps back, and the blood in his body surged.
Ye Chen looked shocked. The Iron Blood Holy King tens of thousands of years ago was so strong when he was young!
You know, his strength can already kill the peak of Hunyuan in seconds, but in front of the Iron Blood Saint King, he can't get any benefits at all, and he is even vaguely suppressed!
Ting!
When Ye Chen retreated, a phantom of a phoenix appeared behind him!
Blazing flames gushed out, and the phoenix shadow rushed to the Iron Blood Holy King like lightning!
He must win this battle, this is just the first level. There are five floors in this hall, and I am afraid that only by passing all the levels can you do it!
The Iron Blood Holy King is on the first level, but the weakest existence. If he cannot defeat it, how can he face the next battle?
Now he has no way out, only one battle!
The Iron Blood Saint King faced the figure of the Phoenix, his arms spread out and his hands suddenly grabbed both wings.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the phoenix shadow was torn into two and disappeared into the void.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but twitch his lips, tearing the phoenix with his hands. The Iron Blood Holy King was probably a physically strong man tens of thousands of years ago.
It is impossible to say that the Iron Blood Saint King is in full swing, and he can really compete with the Phoenix Divine Beast.
"I am not happy, can I fight with my body?"
The Iron Blood Saint King stared at Ye Chen with his fighting spirit. Such a battle made him unhappy at all.
Only the most primitive battle can inspire his strongest fighting spirit!
"good!"
Ye Chen agreed without any hesitation, and he had his own pride.
So what about the strong man tens of thousands of years ago? He believes that he is no worse than anyone else!
The power of the Iron Blood Holy King will not erase his fighting spirit, but will only make him stronger!
The real strong man stepped on the corpses of countless geniuses to take over!
In the battle of the same period, Ye Chen was not afraid of anyone!
His words would not bow to anyone!
Ye Chen put away the Taoist artifact in his hand, clenched his fists, and the two of them fought alone on their bodies!
"war!"
Ye Chen roared angrily, then rushed to the front of the Iron Blood Holy King.
Clenched his fists and rushed out directly, and the two of them directly used the most primitive battle!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
One punch after another, the brittle sound of the bones one after another.
Ye Chen's arms were numb, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his fists.
The flesh-colored fist had long turned scarlet, and the qi and blood in the body were constantly surging.
Ye Chen's physical strength has never been bad, but he still feels powerless when facing the Iron Blood Holy King.
boom!
The Iron Blood Holy King punched Ye Chen in the chest.
Ye Chen forced himself to endure the pain and gritted his teeth and continued to beat it!
The Iron Blood Saint King held Ye Chen's fists in one hand and suddenly raised his feet. Ye Chen was not showing weakness! The two forces collided.
The Iron Blood Holy King felt a pain and couldn't help but take two steps back.
At this moment, Ye Chen directly distanced himself from him, and his figure was a little unstable.
If he continues like this, only Ye Chen suffers, but he is not afraid at all.
Stabilize your body and rush forward bravely!
He clenched his bloody fists, and as long as he could walk, he would not give up.
Ye Chen's way, only by dying in battle, he will never admit defeat!
Ye Chen didn't even use any trump card!
The cemetery of the reincarnation, the eye of the devil, nothing is used!
He has to fight against the genius tens of thousands of years ago!
Strong willpower plays a role in this moment.
When the Iron Blood Holy King saw this scene, a trace of softness flashed through his eyes.
"Your will is not enough. The power of the body is only eternal on the surface. Even if the body dies and the will is immortal, you are an immortal existence."
The Iron Blood Holy King spoke without hesitation and punched Ye Chen in the body.
"ah!"
Ye Chen couldn't help but scream, and the punch seemed to be not only a physical pain, but also a soul trembling.
"war!"
Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his blood-red eyes were like crazy.
At this moment, he forgot what he was doing, forgot everything, and only the desire to fight was left in his heart.
You won’t survive without being crazy!
Every punch of the Iron Blood Holy King hit Ye Chen's body.
Every time I hit a punch, I have to endure the heart-wrenching feeling.
Ye Chen waved his arms slowly and slowly, and the power on his fist continued to decrease.
Chapter completed!