Chapter 142

The warriors under the stage obviously didn't expect Ye Chen's patience to be so good. This wait was half an hour.

Half an hour later, even the other martial arts masters on the stage couldn't stay still. The three talents finally stood up and burst out with a mighty momentum and a confident expression on their faces.

Pseudo martial saint!

The three elders took a deep breath and gently stroked his cheek with his hands. His old face, which was wrinkled like bark, was smooth and delicate again, making him look like a strong man in his thirties and forties.

"Is this the power of the Holy Land..."

After the three elders stroked, they looked at their hands in disbelief, and suddenly covered their faces and cried bitterly. This pass has stuck him all his life, and I don't know how many people have been stuck for a lifetime!

Compared with him, Wei Tianzheng, who is a little younger, performs a little better, but is still shaking with excitement, because Wei Tianzheng also knows that if there is no accident, he will not be able to set foot in the Holy Land in this life!

Compared with the two of them, Hu XiuXiu's performance was much better. After all, the yuan Shengdan was originally the Hu family's thing. Although it was extremely precious, it was not unused.

At this time, her apricot eyes were wide open, staring at Ye Chen, gnashing her teeth and saying, "Ye, I admit that you have a kind of talent. You really don't want to start until we are familiar with the power of martial saint."

"In a sense, I admire you very much, but one yard at a time, you killed my husband, my nephew, this is a bitter feud!"

"Today You must die

At this time, ye dust opened his eyes and said faintly, "have you finished speaking? Come up and lead to death."

Hu XiuXiu snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "I've been through the whole country in recent years. I've seen countless martial artists. I've never seen such an arrogant guy as you. Do you really think that you can fight against three puppet warriors at the same time? What's more, there are nine martial arts masters on the side

Ye Chen calmly said: "no matter how many mole ants are, they are just mole ants after all. They can't fly to the sky and become butterflies. If you want to be a butterfly, you must at least have experienced the process of breaking cocoon into butterfly. How can you have this effect just like a pill for breaking pills? "

His words made the three people who had just stepped into the pseudo martial Saint roll their eyes. The three elders raised their hands and said in a deep voice: "since you are so confident, let me understand the skill!"

With that, the green bamboo stick in his hand, as if it had been alive, went to the Three Acupoints of yechen, Baihui, shenting and Taiyang. They all said that they didn't hit people in the face, but the three elders took Ye Chen's head in a move, which was obviously ready to kill him.

Ye Chen sneered coldly, raised one hand, flicked his forefinger gently, and then flicked off the bamboo stick of the three elders. It was as if he was driving away flies.

But the three elders suddenly changed color. He stepped back a few steps quickly to stabilize his body. At the same time, a faint sense of pain spread on his hands.

When the three elders looked down, they found that their tiger's mouth was cracked, and his heart suddenly trembled. Ye Chen's instant shot gave him the feeling that he was just like a master of finger flick for decades!

"What a monster this is..."

The self-confidence of the three elders was almost shattered in an instant. Fortunately, when others saw that the situation was wrong, they all rushed forward. Among them, Wei Tianzheng, who had just become a pseudo martial saint, was eager to experience his own soaring strength.

Although seeing the three elders being repulsed by one finger, Wei Tianzheng is still full of confidence, because although the dog beating stick technique is powerful, the weapon of the three elders is an ordinary bamboo stick. How can it exert its power.

But they are different. Since they were born, the Wei family have to soak their legs in the secret formula of ancestral medicine. Since then, they have been constantly training their legs to make them as hard as steel and iron as any weapon.

Before that, Wei Tianzheng also had a discussion with the three elders. The broken bamboo staff of the other side was basically the goods that were kicked and broken by two or three feet.

At this time, Wei Tianzheng, with the blessing of the pseudo martial saint's strength, felt that his legs seemed to be transformed. The wishful golden cudgel of Qi Tian Da Sheng was enough to kill demons and Demons and be invincible!

Wei Tianzheng's thunderbolt leg, like lightning across the sky, straight to the other side's neck, but ye Chen still stood still and raised his arm.

"Dong --!"

This kicking kick was firmly kicked on Ye Chen's wrist. According to the principle, it was Ye Chen who suffered losses by using his arm against his thigh. However, the fact was that the person who had been kicked was as if nothing had happened. Wei Tian fell down from the air, holding his leg and making a pig like cry.

"My legs! My legs

The other martial arts masters who were preparing to go forward immediately shivered. They were all famous people in the lake. They knew each other well. How could Wei Tianzheng's iron legs be so domineering? Don't say it's a human arm, even a marble column can be kicked in two!

However, such a pair of weapons were abandoned by any one of the blocks named Ye. Could he become the legendary Vajra immortal?Just when they were all shocked, ye Chen was too lazy to keep his hands. The enemies in front of him were so weak that he could not even count as an appetizer before the battle of martial saint.

Ye Chen's body suddenly appeared behind everyone. These martial arts masters had no time to react. They saw Ye Chen raise his arms and blow out.

Xuanwu power!

The martial arts master in front of him had no time to look back. He was punched through the heart and vomited blood in his mouth. He could not live at all!

His eyes show deep sadness and despair, open his mouth, seems to be longing for pity, but ye Chen's expression is as cold as iron.

If ye Chen is the loser, can we expect them to be merciful and spare their lives?

Ye Chen saw too many such situations when he was fighting in Wanjie, so when he should be ruthless, he must be ruthless.

After killing one person with one fist and a second, ye Chen does not stop. He immediately uses the rosefinch to swim and comes to the next person's back. The man has not reacted from the shock, but is killed by one punch again!

In this way, ye Chen repeated the previous actions, as easy as assembly line work, and in a flash killed seven martial arts masters.

At this time, those people responded, and the remaining martial arts masters knelt down on the ground in a hurry and began to cry. They kept kowtowing and shouting:

"I'll take it, I'll take it! Please spare your life, please