Chapter 327

How strong is leaf dust?

People frown and think hard, but they can't get the answer at all. If they know that ye Chen hasn't done his best at this time, they will faint in fear.

In fact, at this time, ye Chen was fighting with his mighty glass body, without using a shred of mana.

"Boom!"

In the boiling sea of internal forces and the overwhelming attack, ye Chen's body shook, directly smashed the void, and even smashed a big hole in the guard array of Xiao's house. At this time, he has shown the body of glass with blue hair and divine appearance, absorbing endless energy. Countless palm wind, sword spirit, knife wheel Roaring, but not to the leaf dust, three feet around the body, was shot out of thin air.

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, ye Chen went against the trend and dashed into the ocean of energy like a long rainbow.

"Bang!"

The colorful sea of boiling internal power was born into the flesh by Ye dust, and he ran into a long road to the sky. You can see that he was like a God coming down to the earth. He was not afraid of any attack. He broke through the tide of energy and came to the martial saints in an instant.

"Not good!"

At this time, even Xiao Fu's pupil shrinks. The other martial saints were even more furious. Everyone did not expect that ye Chen's body would be so strong.

"Bambooboobam --"

In a flash, ye Chen collided with seven or eight martial saints. It even includes Xiao Fu, who is hidden. However, any martial Saint suffered a lot in the face of Ye Chen's powerful body and infinite power.

Most of the people were hit by Ye Chen's fist, and some of them were weak and even hit by Ye Chen.

"What a strong body. Even if it was a demon monk in the western regions who was killed by the master, his kung fu of Vajra was not so exaggerated."

Even Xiao Fu retreated dozens of Zhang in the air, and was frightened. He had already stepped into the half step divine realm, otherwise how could he claim to be equal to Qiu Lingyun. But at this time, in the face of Ye Chen's strength, I feel like a mantis's arm in a chariot.

Xiaofu's baqin magic skill is famous for its magnificence, but Xiao Fu can't even take ye Chen's attack.

"Come again!"

Ye Chen laughs, wantonly frivolous, he is like the God of heaven, like a tiger into the sheep, rushed to the people. One blow and one foot, all hit a martial Saint vomiting blood retrogression.

"Kara --!"

The heaven reliant sword handed down by the love destroying master Taizu was directly smashed by Ye Chen, spitting blood at his mouth, and retreated for more than 100 meters, almost lying on the ground.

"You are too weak."

Ye Chen flicks his finger and knocks Yuanzhen back. Then he collided with Xiao Fu three times in a row. Xiao Fu was defeated again, and his breath rolled unsteadily. He retreated to the back of the array, adjusting his breath and shouting:

"set up the array, don't fight alone!"

When it was agreed that ye Chen should join hands to fight ye Chen, the group had already practiced a set of eight wasteland and Six Harmonies formation. At this time, they each occupied one side, and their breath was connected. Every time they made a move, two or three martial masters joined hands at the same time. Their power was greatly increased, and each attack was comparable to half step spirit state.

"Even if the ants hold up a group, they are just ants."

Ye Chen shakes his head and sneers. With one fist and one foot, he looks like a giant beast in the vast land. His strength is so powerful that he can see the sound of rolling thunder in the void, just like a dragon flying across the sky, which is daunting.

In a flash, ye Chen fought with the eight martial masters one after another. Even if the martial saints joined hands, they were all moved by Ye's Qi and blood. Even the bones in his body were shaken by it. It felt as if they were shaken apart.

"What kind of martial arts has this guy practiced? How can he feel that his whole body is brute force, which is much more exaggerated than the spirit state?"

People looked at each other with astonishment. Although China has not been a strong God for a hundred years, but hundreds of years ago, there were still records of ancient books when Tianjiao was in full swing and the martial gods were fighting for each other.

According to reason, in addition to the unique genius, ordinary martial god is invincible when facing three martial masters at the same time, and has a slight advantage when facing four martial masters, and there is no chance that the five will win.

Today, there are eight martial saints here. Even if the eight pigs are put there for you to kill, they will make people sweat all over the body, isn't it? Why is this leaf dust still so calm and calm, even breathing without a little bit of shortness?

At the end of the day, the eight masters of martial arts, together with countless rays of light and internal power, became one, and the power was terrible to the extreme. Even if the true state of God is here, we have to retreat three points.

But ye Chen still just raised his fist and swung it out!

"Boom!"

I saw the void burst, the sun and the moon churning, and countless Qi and internal forces spread in all directions like a huge wave. One after another, they blocked the void around them, forming the battle field of Xiao's house guard, which was turbulent. Even the six swords of Canglong, which controls the array, are shaken by Qi and blood.

As for the eight martial saints, they were shot back in the air like cannonballs, and their blood gushed wildly.

Although Tian Xingzi, the weakest in cultivation, has a double break in martial arts, it can't be used at this time. He can't bear the power of terror. Even though he has swallowed two healing elixirs in succession, he still has more than one breath decline and is obviously suffering from heavy damage."It's terrible."

Everyone was terrified. At the moment, Xiao Fu was in a state of great fear. He could not stop the waves. He didn't expect that ye was so strong.

"It's time to end."

Leaf dust shook his head, showing disdain on his face.

With his current cultivation, these so-called strongmen of holy land can not attract Ye Chen's attention. That is to say, Xiao Fu can barely make it, but it is not much better than Qiu Lingyun. What's more, he doesn't have Qiu Lingyun's belief that he will never be defeated, and his fighting power is much weaker.

So saying, leaf dust with the expression of loss of interest, suddenly body shape a flash, disappeared in the middle of the air.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Fu's face changed, but he only had time to remind him. He saw a martial saint's body, which was hit by a train, and his blood gushed out. Although he was forced to dodge the crucial point at the critical moment, he still looked in a hurry to the extreme.

"Boom!"

At this time, the voice sounded, and ye Chen's figure appeared 100 meters away from the martial saint. He had just hit a martial saint with a blow.

"Let's do it together!"

Xiao Fu roared. This time, he didn't dare to keep his hands. His Qi and blood were boiling like fire. The old man, who had always been kind and kind and never killed others, drew out his sword for the first time.

At this time, he set foot on the sky one step at a time. The long sword in his hand was like a white training in the sky. He chopped down violently. He had already used the Xiao family's Tianwen sword technique!