Chapter 106

Kill!

With a hysterical roar, purple shirt like a devil general rushed to, separated by a palm seal howling, want to knock down Ye Chen again.

War!

This time, ye Chen didn't dodge to retreat, but strong to kill on the front.

Since the fury of the true Qi was refined, although he was hurt everywhere, the breath in his body has become stable. The domineering resilience of wild physical training also makes his fighting power recover slowly under his constant hard support.

Although his combat power recovery is less than 50% and his whole body is only half alive, he has the capital to deal with purple clothes.

Boom!

One hit hard regret, ye Chen was beaten back.

Thunder!

On the other side, purple shirt comes again.

Shake the mountain!

Ye Chen, who has just stabilized his body, does not retreat, but advances instead. He blows a fist at the mountain, and his belief in winning makes him fearless.

After the war, both of them were crazy.

Ye Chen, who stands up again, looks like a lion who has been sleeping for thousands of years and wakes up. Although he has lost all his strength, he is extremely strong. His body is still running in the wild. The pain of tearing his body makes him forget the pain, and some just attack and attack again.

Dark light print!

Run thunder palm!

Jing Xiao Jian Jue!

Tiangang sword array!

Once the fight started, the two began to fight each other.

Poof!

Poof!

The war was bloody again.

This time, not only Ye Chen is injured, but Zishan is also constantly injured. The only reason is that ye Chen's attack is to exchange his life for his life. If he hits Ye Chen with one blow, he also suffers from ye Chen's palm. If he stabs Ye Chen, he will get Ye Chen's sword in the next moment.

"Ye Chen's body is like this, or so deadly play." There was a lot of surprise below.

"You said, the body is so bad, how bad can it be?"

"Even if he wins this war, he is mostly disabled."

Roar!

Roar!

I don't know when, there was a roar from the battle platform.

Yes, ye Chen used his domineering close combat again. Every part of his body became a fighting weapon. Every time he took a hand, he would be accompanied by the deep and vigorous roar of fierce beasts.

Ah.

The roar of purple shirt resounded through the audience. Standing on the upper hand, he was on the suppressed side at the moment. He could feel that although the breath of Ye Chen was weakening, the terror of war was rising fiercely.

Such tenacious vitality makes purple shirt crazy. A person who has been knocked down by himself again and again, but he has stood up again and again. It is the first time in his life to meet such a difficult person.

If you look at the three disciples who have been drinking in the sky before, their faces are all green at the moment.

Looking at their master, his face also became extremely gloomy from his playful smile. Ye Chen stood up again, and this was a naked beating on their face.

"It's disgusting to ignore the antiphagy of Baogu pill." Gehong has fierce eyes and gnashing teeth.

"What kind of Freak is this kid?" Zhao Zhijing also hated the itchy teeth.

"Why can you stand up when you are so hurt?" Qingyang immortal's face was white, and his fist in his sleeve was even more clasped.

Looking at the changing faces of the three people, daoxuan real man, their heart is unprecedented refreshing.

"Younger martial sister, his existence reminds me of a person." On one side, the wind has no trace to say a word intentionally or unintentionally, the words are quite profound.

"What elder martial brother said is Dao Huang." Taking back her eyes from the battle platform, Chu xuan'er looks at the wind without trace.

Hearing this, Feng Wuji nodded gently, "Ye Chen's temperament is too similar to him, and they are equally gifted. If it comes to the achievements of his youth, there are three schools in the first Hall of the great Chu, and only the little child named Ye Chen can compete with him. In the battle of Guyuan in Dongling, the nine elders of the bloodthirsty Hall who were killed by him alone were defeated, worthy of the name of the sword emperor."

"I just don't know if the man who looks down on the world is still alive." Chuxuan'er sighs and mentions Dao Huang. In addition to awe, her beautiful eyes are full of admiration.

"It's the end of the last straw." Chu xuan'er pondered, the wind was silent.

Hearing this, Chu xuan'er looked at the battle platform below in a hurry.

On the battle platform, ye Chen is staggering, and his purple shirt is shaking.

Here comes the scene of Ye Chen's and Jiang Hao's war. They are exhausted and have no real Qi to mobilize. They are unable to perform any kind of metaphysics.

But Rao is so, two people also stagger toward each other, do not use the true spirit, some only the most primitive hand to hand, you give me a punch, I give you a slap, you kick me, I give you a leg.

Boom!

With a hard blow, the two fell to the ground.

On the one hand, purple clothes and hair, full of ferocious eyes, like evil spirits.On the one hand, ye Chen's blood and bones are drenched, and the battle spirit is still there, like a Shura.

At the moment, everyone held their breath. Although such scenes had been seen in the battle between Ye Chen and Jiang Hao, it was still eye-catching when we looked at it again. The battle has reached the present and the real beginning is now.

Under the attention of the public, the purple shirt stood up unsteadily and pulled out the sword which was inserted obliquely beside her.

On the other hand, ye Chen also staggered up and drew out the blood stained Chixiao.

Kill!

War!

With the roar and hissing, the two men each hold their swords and shake to kill each other step by step. Behind them are a series of bloody footprints.

At the moment, everyone's heart is in the throat.

Under the attention of the public, the distance between the two is less than a Zhang. Under the attention of the public, they have raised the sword in their hands.

Poof!

Poof!

Blood spatter after another, purple shirt a Sword Pierced Ye Chen's body, ye Chen a sword stabbed through purple shirt's chest.

At the moment, everything is quiet.

On the battle platform, the two men were still, like two stone statues.

Quiet!

It's so quiet!

Everyone held their breath and looked at the battle platform.

After all, someone moved on the platform.

That is Ye Chen, difficult to lift the bloody arm, powerless to push away the purple shirt, purple shirt pedal pedal back, finally do not want to fall of the body, but still lying on the battlefield.

"No It's impossible .。” A word didn't finish, purple shirt's mouth then gushed blood, staring at Ye Chen's eyes, also gradually became fuzzy, soon fell into a faint.

On the battle platform, ye Chen staggered for a moment, but he didn't fall down. He still had the sword on his body. He was covered with blood and his long black hair covered half of his face.

Such a scene, shocking, he seems like a statue in general, so standing there, never fell down.

"What kind of person are you?" Murmuring words, Qi Yue's face was a little pale, and her expression could no longer be described by words. How could she think of her despised interns and challenge her shocked bottom line again and again.

"The first in the outside world, you deserve it." Xie Yun, who has always been unruly, murmured softly, and his face was no longer intoxicated.

"If we are in the same realm as him, we will surely lose." Huo Teng and Xiao Jing all feel inferior to each other. A seriously injured disciple of Ningqi state can play only 50% of his combat power, but he has defeated a zhenzhuan disciple who has stepped into the Zhenyang realm one by one. They think that if they were, they would definitely not be able to do it.

"Why, why." Those disciples who had a grudge against Ye Chen were gnashing their teeth one by one, and their faces were ferocious and twisted. Ye Chen's current combat record made them unable to see any chance to turn the tables.

"If you think too much about killing, you will never get the right result." Su Xinyue's breath becomes fluctuating and fluctuating. The evaluation of Ye Chen is still that sentence. She, who is superior, can't tolerate Ye Chen being superior to Qi Hao.

"Ye Chen, won again." I don't know who, murmured.

This is an extremely bloody duel. It was originally a no suspense ending, but it was attacked by Ye Chen Jedi. He gambled on all he had, and won fair and aboveboard, but he also won tragically and tragically.

"Are we old?" Da Da Hai and Zhou FA Fu are murmuring to themselves.

"My God! Are you still punishing me for my wrong choice that day Zhong Laodao hung his head and stopped his feet. He covered his heart fiercely. His heart is called a pain!

"In his new year, he will surely lead a new era." Daoxuan real man stroked his beard with a sense of relief. "This time, I saw the dawn of a new era."

"It's impossible. It's impossible." Gehong and Qingyang immortal eyes blood red, face can be described as ferocious.

Ye Chen's rising step by step has once made them regret, but they are so high that they can't tolerate others challenging their dignity, and even more can't tolerate their own looking away. Even at this point, they don't want to admit that their choice on that day was wrong, and they don't know whether it's regret or anger, so that they can win the killing opportunity of Ye Chen.

In the sound of discussion, a gust of wind blows over the battle platform, and ye Chen, who is still standing, finally falls to the sky, but is held in his arms by Chu xuan'er, who comes here.