"Ye Chen?"

"Yin Zhiping?"

Seeing Ye Chen coming to the stage in no particular order, the sensation suddenly caused a stir among the people.

Needless to say, Yin Zhiping was the first disciple of the Precepts Hall. He had already stepped into the True Yang Realm with one foot and was definitely one of the top ten disciples in the outer sect.

Ye Chen, his appearance attracted everyone's attention.

This intern disciple who came from somewhere has not stopped for a day since he came to Hengyue Sect. He provoked two of the three main peaks of the outer sect, and they have been attacked all the way, and there are many disciples who have been crippled by him.

"You will never achieve the right result if you kill too much." Su Xinyue was still saying this hateful words in the audience.

Compared to her, people like Qi Hao and Tang Dynasty who were defeated by Ye Chen were also frightening and scary, and those like Ge Hong and Qingyang Zhenren had already become extremely gloomy.

"This time is wonderful." Many people have already sat down, looking at the stage with their eyes lit up.

"Yin Zhiping has plotted against Ye Chen more than once. It would be strange if he didn't fight to the sky and the earth was dark."

"Yin Zhiping stepped into the True Yang Realm with one foot. No matter how strong Ye Chen is, can he still be able to do it?"

"Others may not be able to do it, but Ye Chen may do it."

The audience was surrounded by voices of conversation. Before the war started, the atmosphere was pushed to a climax. Even the unruly young man sitting next to Ye Chen couldn't help but open his eyes and glance over.

On the clouds, Zhao Zhijing, the head of the Precepts Hall, had already gently stroked his beard. The eyes in his eyes were unquestionable, that was the disciples he taught, no one could defeat.

"Junior sister, is he Ye Chen?" Daoxuan Zhenren glanced at Ye Chen below and looked at Chu Xuan'er again.

"Who else can cause such a sensation on the scene?" Chu Xuan'er smiled whispered, and couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, and murmured, "Little guy, it's not that simple to be my disciple!"

On the battle stage, Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping were in a long battle. Before the war started, their momentum was rising. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Yin Zhiping's mouth, "Ye Chen, when you meet me, you are destined to be sad."

"Maybe it's your sorrow." Ye Chen sneered and looked at Yin Zhiping with his momentum, not weak at all.

"Ye Chen, fuck him."

As the Xiong Erlang howled in the audience, Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping moved in no particular order.

Xuanguang Seal!

Thunder Palm!

When they came up, the two of them used secret techniques one after another.

boom!

With one blow, the two of them retreated. Every time they took a step back, they would say that the bluestone slab under their feet showed cracks.

"I underestimate you." Yin Zhiping sneered and immediately formed a seal with one hand.

Suddenly, with him as the center, the spiritual energy in the world became restless, and condensed into sword shadows at the fastest speed. The number was so large that it made people's scalp numb.

"Flying Fairy in the Swords." With Yin Zhiping's squeal, the sword shadows roared and formed a scattered circle, like a strong wind and a heavy rain, shooting wildly towards Ye Chen.

"Tiangang Sword Formation." Ye Chen had already moved. He took out the Chixiao Sword with his hand and waved it to the extreme. With him as the center, the sword shadows flew and arranged and gathered together to form a sword formation that protected him in the center.

pound!

pound!

pound!

Soon, the sound of metal collision sounded, and Yin Zhiping's sword-moving immortal sword shadow violently hit Ye Chen's Tiangang Sword Formation.

In this second move, the two of them used such a huge mysterious technique, and the eyes of the disciples below were shining.

"This sword formation is similar to the stick formation that the tiger kid used before!" Zhenren Daoxuan stroked his beard.

"Good boy, it's not simple!" Chu Xuan'er smiled sweetly.

Buzz!

There was a buzzing sound from the stage, Ye Chen's Tiangang Sword Formation was broken, and Yin Zhiping's sword-moving immortal sword shadows were all shaken away.

"This time I'm going to do it." Ye Chen shouted loudly, swinging the Chixiao Sword, pointing at Yin Zhiping from afar.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Suddenly, the Tiangang Sword Formation that had just been broken gathered again, but it was not defense, but attacking the Sword Formation. There were too many sword shadows flying, which made people feel numb to see.

Xuanguang Shield!

Yin Zhiping had quickly formed seals with both hands, and a sudden spiritual light gathered in front of him, and then condensed into a thick shield armor to protect him behind him.

pound!

pound!

pound!

There was another continuous sound of metal impact, but this time, Ye Chen was attacking, and Yin Zhiping was defending.

The mysterious shield condensed by Yin Zhiping seemed to be very strong, so that Ye Chen's Tiangang Sword Array could not break it.

Seeing this, Ye Chen came with a mysterious step, and the true energy in his body flowed rapidly and poured into his fist.

break!

With a loud roar, Ye Chen shook the mountain and punched hard on the mysterious shield.

Click!

A crisp sound rang out, and Yin Zhiping's strong mysterious shield was shattered by Ye Chen's punch. Even though he was shocked, he was so shocked that he retreated.

"It can actually break the Xuanguang Shield." Yin Zhiping retreated quickly, his face a little gloomy.

"Duanshan Finger." As he retreated, he kicked the ground suddenly, and his body turned into a rushing forward, and his finger pointed at Ye Chen.

puff!

A blood hole was poked out on Ye Chen's shoulder in an instant.

"Give me a finger back." Ye Chen raised his hand, poured his true energy into his fingers, and pointed in the air and poked a blood hole into Yin Zhiping's body.

kill!

war!

Each move has its own victory or defeat, and the two fought together again.

pound!

Bang!

Boom!

On the battle stage, such sounds were endless, and the eyes of the disciples watching the battle were shaking left and right with Ye Chen and Yin Zhiping's battle.

"The ninth level of Qi Condensation, this combat power is too...." On the clouds, Daoxuan Zhenren sighed.

"From the two senior brothers, who will win?" Chu Xuan'er looked at Daoxuan Zhenren and Feng Wuhen, the master of Yujian Peak.

"It's hard to say!" Zhenren Daoxuan stroked his beard and pondered, "But I think the chance of Yin Zhiping is higher, after all, one foot has already stepped into the True Yang Realm."

"I prefer that little Ye Chen." Feng Wuhen, who has always been taciturn, spoke.

boom!

There was another roar on the stage, and the two of them refused to give in. They stood on one side and launched a secret technique to bombard each other.

Xuanguang Seal!

Thunder Palm!

Cangshan Technique!

Mountain Shaking Fist!

This showdown was absolutely amazing. The battle was over 100 rounds, but it was impossible to decide the outcome.

"Come on." Just as Ye Chen stopped, he was like a fierce tiger who was going down the mountain. His qi and blood were rolling and his fighting spirit was high. After fighting for so long, although his true energy decreased rapidly, it became more and more fierce, as if he was tireless.

boom!

boom!

There was a constant roar, and he fought with great moves along the way.

"What kind of freak is this guy?" At this point in the battle, Yin Zhiping's face was so gloomy that he was beaten and retreated. His body was churning and he kept coughing up blood. Ye Chen's difficulty was far beyond his expectations.

He suddenly flashed back and took out a big knife, and then his true energy poured into it. The big knife instantly shone with lightning, and lightning covered it.

"That's..." Many true disciples were shocked in the directions below the stage, and they really wanted to know what secret method Yin Zhiping was going to use.

"Thunder Slashing Sword Technique." With Yin Zhiping's roar, a sword light that was three feet long slashed down in the air.

Seeing this, Ye Chen suddenly stood still, flipped his hands and took out Tianque, clasped his hands tightly, and stood in front of him.

pound!

The terrifying sword light slashed on the sky.

Click!

It was vaguely visible that Ye Chen's legs bent down, the bluestone slab under his feet was trampled and cracked, his arms were shocked and his body was even more filled with blood, and then a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"What a domineering secret technique." There was a burst of surprise below. If it were them, they would definitely not be able to stop Yin Zhiping's attack.

"It's not as simple as being able to be the first disciple of the Precepts Hall!"

"You can actually block the Thunder Slashing Sword Technique. Ye Chen, you really surprised me!" Qi Yue's face was full of surprise, as if she had known the domineering nature of Yin Zhiping's Thunder Slashing Sword Technique.

"Isn't you dead?" Seeing Ye Chen standing still hard, Yin Zhiping's face suddenly became vicious.

Ye Chen is like a young strongman who can't be beaten. Until now, he has not even used his unique skills to become famous, which makes him crazy.

"Come again." Yin Zhiping said coldly, swung the big sword again, trying to use the Thunder Slashing Sword Technique again.

"I suffered a loss once, do you think I will give you a second chance?" Ye Chen's cold voice came.
Chapter completed!