Chapter 105

Poof!

There is blood splashing on the battle platform, which is particularly dazzling.

The sword of purple shirt splits on Ye Chen's shoulder, but can't cut off Ye Chen's arm, but is stuck by that hard bone.

Bang!

A kick opened the purple shirt, ye Chen stumbled back.

"You're not dead this time?" Roar sound rises, purple shirt pounces again, palm is covered with thunder and lightning, a palm hits in Ye Chen's chest.

Poof!

Ye Chen again spurts blood to retreat.

"Dead."

"You die for me."

"Why are you still alive?"

Purple shirt ferocious face, again rushed up, crazy general, thunder palm one hand after another hit Ye Chen's body.

Poof!

Poof!

Ye Chen is injured one after another, the blood stops the tumbling and vomiting, and the regressive figure can't stop the crazy attack and explosion of purple shirt.

In such a scene, people watching the war can't bear to look directly at it.

"Younger martial sister, if you continue to fight, you will be killed." At the moment, Rao is Taoist immortal can't bear to see again, had to move his eyes to the body of Chu xuan'er beside him.

The light of Chu xuan'er's beautiful eyes became bright and dark, and her heart seemed to be struggling in her eyes.

She knew that to stop the war strongly at this time was undoubtedly to make ye Chen admit defeat. She knew that it was more cruel to let Ye Chen admit defeat than to kill him. However, it was the disciple she recognized. It was really heartbreaking to watch him die.

"You're really good at giving the master a problem!" About the hesitation, let always calm calm she did not know how to do.

"He is a stubborn little guy, and his faith is also obsessive. Once a person like him determines something, he will bet everything, even his own life." The wind, which has always been silent, murmured.

Chu Xuan was silent, but several times she wanted to get up, she was oppressed.

At the same time, Xu Fu stroked his beard, which seemed to be wandering for a certain decision.

"Say ye Chen's identity as an alchemist?" Xu Fu murmured to himself that he understood the importance of an alchemist, and knew that if Immortal daoxuan knew the identity of Ye Chen's alchemist, even if Ge Hong opposed it, he would intervene strongly.

But what about the consequences?

What Xu Fu is struggling with is the consequence of doing so. Although he has not been with Ye Chen for a long time, he knows Ye Chen's temperament. He is a stubborn child, and he also has his own pride. He will never let the sect cherish his talent and force him to stop the confrontation because of his status as an alchemist.

"In that case, it might be worse than killing him!" Xu Fu murmured again, lost in thought.

Compared with a few of them, Ge Hong, Qingyang Zhenren and Zhao Zhijing had a cruel smile.

They really hope Ye Chen doesn't admit defeat, because in this way, Zishan can kill people on the stage without being punished by the clan. The past gratitude and resentment let them enjoy the following war. Every time ye Chen is injured, it is a rare pleasure for them.

Poof!

On the stage, the ferocious purple shirt pierced Ye Chen's body again with a sword, and then he knocked him out three or four feet away.

"This time, it's hard for him to get up again." I don't know who's next.

"It's so hurt that I can get up."

"But even so, he is proud enough. Even if he loses, he will not lose face."

"You're not dead this time?" On the stage, purple shirt breathes heavily, but it is ferocious smile.

The comments come and go quickly, and the bloody battle platform becomes dead silent. All eyes, without exception, look at the battle platform and freeze on the bloody figure.

"Ten." I don't know who yelled, breaking the silence of the scene.

"Damn you." Seeing this, Xiong Er took out the mace on the spot and rushed to Diyang peak, but was stopped by Qi Yue.

"Nine." The next sound was especially loud. The disciples of Diyang peak all stood up, holding their arms high and shouting. They did not forget to cast a provocative look at Xiong er.

"Eight." This shout, the momentum is particularly powerful, because renyangfeng's disciples also stood up.

"Seven." The loud voice became a sea tide, and the disciples of the commandment hall joined in one after another.

The practice of renyangfeng, diyangfeng and commandment hall is very obvious. It means counting down Ye Chen. If you count one ye Chen, you mean that he has lost the competition. It also means that he has lost the qualification to enter the inner door. What's more, it means that ye Chen is only deceiving himself when he gambles on everything.

"Let's kill them and hit them!" Bear two is screaming under the stage.

However, huoteng and they didn't move. Their faces were gloomy and frightening. If Dabi was allowed to kill and beat people in the past, would it take until now?

"Six." In the silence, renyangfeng, diyangfeng and the disciples of the commandment hall once again yelled at each other's throat. Their grim smiles made them wish they could not rush onto the stage and tear up ye Chensheng."Five."

"Four."

"Three."

The three disciples roared louder and louder.

Oh!

At the moment, too many people sigh. He thought that he could easily break into the inner door with his strength, but he did not think that the world would change, which made him frustrated again and again. What's more, he was plotted in the most critical World War I, and he was defeated miserably after fighting everything.

It's not as good as heaven.

Too many people secretly sigh that the nature of this word makes people.

On the stage, the purple shirt chin is raised high, as if enjoying the countdown sound. He seems to be a set of ten thousand dotes in one, and the evil spirit of the three families can be regarded as being given out by him. He has a feeling of flying.

In the air, Chu Xuan has already stood up, only waiting for the last moment to rush onto the platform to help Ye Chen heal.

"Two." The high pitched voice of the three disciples rose to the highest level and resounded through the outer door of the whole Hengyue sect.

"Aren't you very good?" Not in a hurry to count down one, the disciples of Diyang peak drank bitterly.

"Stand up and fight again People Yangfeng's disciples are also reckless to vent their anger.

"It's a big joke if you don't die." The disciples of the discipline hall roared hysterically.

At the moment, the disgrace is like a dirty person.

In the cloud, the immortal daoxuan looked at the ugly faces of renyangfeng, diyangfeng and the commandment hall. His face suddenly became gloomy and gave a cold glance at Ge Hong's three people. "Three, are the apprentices you bring out? This is the cultivation?"

"Elder martial brother daoxuan said that they just expressed their feelings." Although they were preached, Ge Hong and they still showed a playful smile.

"Mislead people and children." The silent wind has no trace, the clear words are cold and chide, leaving no affection for the three people.

"Winning is the king." The three glanced at the wind without trace, and gave a cold rebuke one after another.

"My apprentice, even if he loses, he will lose openly." Although Ye Chen lost, she didn't want her apprentice to suffer from all kinds of scolding. He was not a sinner. Why should he be censured.

However, just as she was about to go down the cloud, her jade feet were still in the air, for the bloody figure on the battle platform below stood up.

"This ..。” Looking at the dazzling scene, Chu xuan'er subconsciously covered her slightly opened Jade mouth.

"This kid..." At the moment, both daoxuan immortal and Xu Fu could not help but stand up and looked down with horror, and their eyes fixed on the bloody Ye Chen.

"How could that be possible." Ge Hong, Qingyang Zhenren and Zhao Zhijing all of a sudden, their faces full of shock.

Good!

Good!

Below, there has been a wave of applause.

Compared with them, renyangfeng, diyangfeng and the disciples of the commandment hall look extremely ugly.

"It's possible, it's impossible." Obviously, the purple clothes on the stage stand out and can't believe this scene.

"I bet everything. Why do you let me lose?" With Ye Chen's hoarse voice sounded, he slowly raised that bloody face, still bleeding eyes, revealing the light of faith in victory.