The old man frowned slightly when he heard the words, "Sword cultivators are different from others. There are very few in number. If there is such a young sword cultivator in such a remote place, then the old man's life will be in vain."
Obviously, he didn't believe it.
Sword intent is the most difficult thing to comprehend in all artistic conceptions.
At the same time, it is also the artistic conception that can most enhance combat power.
Every sword cultivator is a treasure of all major forces.
They represent hope and the future.
"Ye Chen, draw your sword!"
Lin Wudong laughed wildly, and his figure was as fast as lightning.
From his palm, a burst of crimson aura suddenly burst out, like a wave of flames, burning towards Ye Chen. The temperature was really too terrifying, and the void was continuously distorted.
As soon as he makes a move, it is a killer move.
All the practitioners who watched around felt as if a round of sun was born in front of them. The scorching breath almost evaporated all the moisture in the air, making their mouths dry and their blood coagulated.
Really deserves to be a half-step holy land!
Ye Chen didn't draw his sword, but raised his hand to concentrate his strength, and punched him brazenly.
The fighting power is surging, rolling up the remnant clouds.
The burning sensation of all the flames was suppressed at this moment.
"Da Dao Boxing!"
Ye Chen's fist streaked across the sky, bursting out with terrifying power.
The wave of flames collapsed in one fell swoop!
Boom!
The residual power of the fist still lingers for a long time, as if a meteorite has landed in the world, it is unparalleled.
Between lightning and flint, Lin Wudong also punched out his fist, colliding with Ye Chen.
A mighty force, like a vast ocean, completely crushed the ring under their feet.
Such a situation caused all the sect masters present to change their colors.
With this punch, there is no winner!
"It's really rare for such a young man at this age to possess exaggerated and terrifying combat power and a tyrannical physique like a dragon. If he can be accepted into my God of War Palace, he will definitely have one more talented person!"
The eyes of the middle-aged man flashed brightly, and he made no secret of his admiration for Ye Chen.
At first, facing Lin Wudong, he didn't even say a word.
After Ye Chen's talent, he was completely moved.
"This kid is fast, but he may not be able to have the last laugh."
The old man snorted coldly when he heard the words.
A flash of shock flashed in Lin Wudong's pupils.
He felt his fists go numb, as if he had bumped into an ancient chariot head-on.
Could this Ye Chen be a barbarian?
His strength is so great that it can no longer be guessed by common sense.
It's no wonder that Su Aoxue was blown away by his punch, even if he was himself, it was difficult to block this back-to-basics punch.
"Fight against the dragon!"
Immediately, Lin Wudong let out a long whistle, and made a seal with his hands in front of him.
A long black dragon circled and criss-crossed around him, the light was dazzling, and after a brief explosion, it rushed towards Ye Chen viciously.
There are not a few copies of Xuanpin Kung Fu in the entire Hundred Kingdoms, but Lin Wudong is at his fingertips.
Woohoo!
The black long dragon was extremely ferocious, and burst out a dragon chant that shocked the nine heavens. Its body swept across the void, suppressing the aura of heaven and earth until it crackled.
Just one blow, showing infinite offensive, indescribable.
"Xuanpin Gongfa, but mediocre!"
Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, and the blood of the wild ancestor dragon rose in his body, flowing through his limbs and bones at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, his aura was strong, like a dragon Xiaocang.
Daoquan, once again demonstrated!
In front of Ye Chen, a vacuum of spiritual energy appeared, and his fist set off a gust of wind out of thin air, carrying a shocking killing intent, smashing the sky and ten places!
The 100-meter long black dragon was shattered inch by inch by this huge force from head to tail.
The sound waves exploded, forming a vast mushroom cloud.
In the arena, tens of thousands of practitioners couldn't help but show horror.
This breath is too terrifying.
Lin Wudong felt a little embarrassing after two consecutive moves were resolved by Ye Chen with his fists.
This waste has really become some climate!
"Lin Wudong, Lin Wudong, the most powerful man in the Hundred Kingdoms, is this your method? It's really so funny."
leafChen looked calm, but there was a flash of contempt in his eyes.
"Boy, did I give you face?"
Lin Wudong laughed back in anger, he stretched out his hands suddenly, pinching different spells.
Several runes floating in the void were held in his hands. After several combinations, they actually formed a miniature magic circle full of mysterious energy.
"Raise your hands in formation?"
Seeing this, the old man was quite pleasantly surprised, "Unexpectedly, he is still a formation master?"
Ji An's expression was dignified. He was a spirit rank formation mage, but it was obvious that Lin Wudong's attainment in formation formation was much better than his own, at least he should have reached the profound rank.
There are even rumors that Lin Wudong actually comprehended the sword intent!
Sword Intent, Array Master.
Such a tyrannical, Ye Chen, may not be an opponent!
As soon as the miniature magic circle came out, the light immediately enveloped a radius of 100 meters.
Ye Chen's eyes went dark, the sky collapsed, and his legs seemed to sink into a swamp.
Every step taken requires a lot of effort.
"This formation is called the Mountain Moving Formation, and it is a type of spirit formation."
Inside the cauldron, a mysterious woman's voice sounded, "He can raise his hand to form a formation, obviously he is a Xuanpin formation mage, I advise you to make a quick decision and don't get too entangled with him. The longer it takes, the easier it is to make mistakes.¡±
"Ye Chen, your time of death has arrived."
Lin Wudong had a sinister smile on his face. For him, this battle was just a personal show.
He will try his best to show all the things he is proficient in.
The more so, the more resources you can get after entering the God of War Palace.
"A mountain-moving circle?"
Ye Chen looked natural, he raised his hand slightly, and moved a few times.
Later, it was discovered that the so-called mountain-moving circle was nothing more than that.
The impact on oneself is so small that it can be ignored.
Boom!
Lin Wudong punched from the air, forming a brief darkness between the sky and the earth, as if the sun, moon and stars were all in his hands, and the air waves crushed them, shaking the four directions and being unstoppable.
This set of exercises was obtained from the ruins of the ancient tomb.
It's called Sun Moon Fist Print!
"Is it a mysterious skill again?"
Ji An gritted his teeth slightly, holding a breath in his heart, never daring to relax.
If Ye Chen faced others, Ji An would not be nervous, but this time the opponent is Lin Wudong!
"A mere spiritual circle wants to suppress me, Lin Wudong, why are you so naive?"
Ye Chen's body suddenly moved.
His fighting spirit surged wildly all over his body, and he rose from the ground, using his body as a weapon to suppress the void.
Boom!
Lin Wudong's fist seal was shattered in one fell swoop.
"It's impossible, my mountain-moving circle, why didn't it suppress you in any way?"
In his horror, his pupils shrank violently.
Although it is only a spiritual formation, it can definitely suppress the space-shattering profound realm stably, it's just that the suppressing power may be greater or lesser.
But Ye Chen, how could he look suppressed in the slightest? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com