As soon as the news came out, the inner gate became agitated. Many disciples who didn't want to cultivate themselves had already run to the Fengyun platform. If a disciple of the outer gate who had just entered the inner gate wanted to fight with Qi Yang Gan, who was the eighth member of zhenzhuan, naturally attracted many people's attention.

Soon, the inner door wind cloud platform was full of people, the scene was very spectacular.

"Come and make room for me, elder martial brother." In the crowd, bear two twists fat body, Leng is no face no skin squeeze in.

The disciple subconsciously took a look at Xiong Er, the corner of his mouth suddenly pulled, and his eyes clearly read: how can you grow so fat.

"Come and make room for me, elder martial brother." Soon, Xie Yun also crowded up.

"It's still crowded. Is there any space left here?" The disciple's face darkened when he was pounding.

"There's always a squeeze." The voice rang out, and then a big hand came in. Huo Teng had the cheek to pick it in. He was stunned to squeeze the inner disciple out of the crowd.

"Grandma, ye Chen is finally down the mountain." After squeezing the disciple out, Xiong Er swore and said, "I dare not go down the mountain these days, for fear of being pulled to stew by those bastards."

"I'm not the same. Those sons of bitches are stuck at the foot of Yujian peak all day, waiting for me to go down the mountain." Xie Yun is very narcissistic pursed hair, "fortunately elder brother is tactful, just don't go down the mountain."

"Don't say anything. I've never been so subdued." Huoteng is also full of complaints, look at the posture also did not dry to walk down the mountain.

During the discussion, more people gathered under the Fengyun stage. The inside three floors and the outer three floors were full of human figures. Ye Chen's enemies also came. Qi Hao, Yang Bin and Kong Cao also arrived.

Naturally, ye Chen's friends in the outer gate, such as Qi Yue, he Wang Lin and Xiao Jing, all came, and they squeezed together with Xiong er.

"Do you think ye Chen will win?" Xiao Jing looks at the other people.

"80% will." Xie Yun touched his chin, "this boy is a thief, he never fights unprepared battles."

"Elder martial brother Qi, beat him up." As soon as Xie Yun's words fell, there came the hiss and shouts of the sea tide. All of them were the inner disciples who had made friends with Qi Yang. Of course, most of them were robbed by Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, beat him down." Xie Yun and they naturally won't let Ye Chen's momentum go down. Several living treasures gather together, and they are howling and earth shaking. Their voice is not weak at all over Qiyang.

In this way, before the war began, there was a strong smell of gunpowder.

On the stage, ye Chen and Qi Yang have already stood on both sides. Ye Chen is nothing, but his eyes always stare at the crescent pendant on Qiyang's neck, sometimes touching his chin.

But Qi Yang, smile that call a cruel, gnashing teeth hate can't tear up Ye Chen now.

Xu Shi's anger can no longer be suppressed. When Qi Yang even saved his opening remarks, he stepped down and went straight to Ye Chen. His figure was as fast as the wind. His hand was a secret skill, and his finger was very sharp.

Seeing the situation, ye Chen immediately moved and stepped on the mysterious footwork. The shadow behind him kept on, avoiding the attack of Qi Yang.

"You don't have to go back if you're on the Fengyun stage today." A finger did not hit, Qi Yang immediately roared, palm seal roared, swept across the air.

"That's a big voice." Ye Chen sneers, Bahuang one punch strong attack.

Boom!

The fists and palms collide and roar, but the result is surprised. Qi Yang, who is in the real Yang state, is actually retreated by Ye chenzhen.

"This There was a lot of surprise under the stage.

"The front is hard to regret, unexpectedly shocked the Qi Yang of the true Yang state." Kong Cao's eyes were full of disbelief.

"The boy's progress is too frightening." Bear two their eyes also stare round, "this just a few days did not see where!"

On the stage, Qi Yang, who was defeated by a move, could not help but be shocked. He could clearly feel the terror power contained in Ye Chen's fist, which was still hidden above him.

He can not accept, a move was shocked back, so proud of his face suddenly become hot, angry him, his hands quickly pinch the fingerprints, as if to display the secret of terror.

"Will I give you a chance if I take you for granted?" The cold sound is sharp. Ye Chen rushes forward like a wild lion. His body method is mysterious and the shadow is constant. He kills him in an instant. He bullies Qi Yang, and raises his hand with a fist. Sheng Sheng interrupts Qi Yang's formula.

Qi Yang's face was grim, but he had to step back.

"Run, run?" Ye Chen does not give Qiyang a chance at all. A ape jumps with the profound meaning of tiger attack and keeps up with Qiyang's steps.

Roar!

With the roar of a beast, ye Chen is like a beast in the form of a fierce beast. The fierce fighting starts instantly. The feet, knees and shoulders are used together. Every joint of his body becomes a fierce weapon. He pushes back with Qi Yang.

"It's the same way again." There was such a sound under the stage.

People who have personally experienced Ye Chen's aggressive fighting skills dare not feel natural. As for the inner disciples, most of them are shocked to see ye Chen show his fierce heart for the first time. Especially when he sees Qi Yang in the real Yang state defeated by Ye Chen, his face is even more wonderful.Ah!

Qi Yang's furious roar has already sounded on the battle platform. Although he has heard Ye Chen know a kind of close combat for a long time, he always thinks that it is exaggeration by others and never pays attention to it.

Now, by testing his own example, he really understood the hegemony of this set of fighting skills.

But, after all, he was the eighth disciple of Hengyue zhenzhuan. He quickly found out the countermeasures. After being beaten by Ye Chen, he quickly retreated out, turned his hand and took out a killing sword. His spiritual power was infused into it. He recited the secret method and pointed to Ye Chen from afar.

"Yu Jian Lei Jue." With Qi Yang's roar, the sword shudders. In a moment, there are swords with thunder and lightning shooting at Ye Chen, and the number is not generally huge.

Tiangang sword array!

Ye Chen's body whirls, and Chixiao sword is also offered at the same time, waving very close, forming the defensive sword array of Tiangang.

Pound pound pound!

Qi Yang's thunder and lightning sword light continuously collides in the sky Gang sword array, wiping out the bright spark.

"For me." Ye Chen, who is steady, waves the Chixiao sword and points to Qi Yang in the distance. Tiangang sword array changes into an attack sword array in an instant.

Pound pound pound!

It was another fierce collision. The gorgeous sword suddenly covered the battle platform, and the two people's Taoist robes showed the split holes one after another.

"The eighth true story of Hengyue is not so simple as to say." When he competes with the sword array, ye Chen can't help but sigh and marvel in his heart. Qi Yang's terror is not comparable to ordinary real Yang.

Compared with Ye Chen, Qi Yang is even more shocked. As the eighth true biography of Hengyue, he is also the master of Qi family and Hengyue. Since childhood, he has been soaked in countless miraculous drugs. All the way, he has been piled up with miraculous herbs, which makes his strength natural and terrifying.

But now, under the absolute suppression of cultivation, he failed to win Ye Chen in the first time. Instead, he ate the shriveled one after another. In a sense, he had already lost.

Think of here, Qi Yang Mou Guang a fierce, waving a long sword, the spirit of indoctrination among them, the hand is a big move.

Seeing the situation, ye Chen does not show weakness, and the domineering metaphysical skill confronts and goes up.