The next moment, punches and guns collided fiercely.
Dongmen Daiyun was originally full of pride.
In his opinion, his shot could directly destroy his fist and arm, and then penetrate into his body, directly injuring him seriously!
He also carefully controlled the propriety, thinking that after piercing into his body, he would control the Xuanhuang divine power.
It would be too cheap to kill him directly.
But the next moment, his proud expression froze on his face.
On Ye Xinghe's fist, Xuanhuang's divine power exploded crazily.
With a 'boom', half of his black and yellow divine power was directly shattered, and then hit his spear.
His high-grade magic weapon spear was directly knocked out!
Looking at the black and yellow light of divine power on the surface of Ye Xinghe's fist.
Dongmen Daiyun hissed in disbelief: "You, you actually have Xuanhuang divine power, you are obviously not at the half-step Martial God realm!"
Ye Xinghe said lightly: "Tell me now, do I have this strength?"
As he continued to move forward, this punch hit Dongmen Daiyun's chest.
Seeing that this punch could kill him directly!
A look of extreme fear appeared on Dongmen Daiyun's face.
At this time, he could clearly feel that the person in front of him not only had the strength to kill him, but also had endless murderous intent!
He can really kill himself!
At this moment, he, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, felt a touch of fear and despair.
He roared: "Uncle Zhao, please save me!"
Before he finished speaking, a bright ray of light suddenly shot out from the chariot.
The evil spirit struck instantly.
It was a fleshy palm, but it was pitch black and looked extremely hateful.
With one palm shot, the situation changed.
On the palm of his hand, there is even more powerful black and yellow divine power lingering.
The person who took action turned out to be a master of the Martial God Mirror!
And Ye Xinghe sensed it very clearly.
That means there are at least three levels of Xuanhuang divine power above, which means that this person is at least a second-level master of the Martial God Realm!
There is no way I can resist it now!
After the offensive came down, a figure also flew out of the chariot.
This man is extremely tall and thin, as tall as a bamboo pole. He is wearing a blue robe and flies down like a big bird.
"This is Zhao Fengjing, a famous expert in the Zichen Chamber of Commerce!"
"I heard that he has entered the second level of the Martial God Realm and is extremely powerful!"
"Now he is finished. Even if he can kill Yang Wei and defeat Dongmen Daiyun, he cannot be Zhao Fengjing's opponent!"
At this time, there were more and more people watching, with three floors inside and three floors outside.
Even the pavilions on both sides were full of people!
Feeling Zhao Fengjing's aura, Ye Xinghe was also frightened.
"When this palm falls, I am sure of it. If I retreat, I will only be slightly injured."
But Ye Xinghe knew very well that the cultivation level of this second level Martial God Realm was definitely beyond what he could compete with now.
If he retreats, he will never have the chance to kill Dongmen Daiyun, or even hurt a hair on his head!
"If that's the case, then"
Ye Xinghe gritted his teeth and suddenly let out a wild roar. He unsheathed the nameless broken sword in his hand, preparing to withstand Zhao Fengjing's palm.
Even if I try hard to resist his attack, even if I try to get seriously injured, I still have to kill Dongmen Daiyun with the sword!
Seeing Ye Xinghe's determination, Zhao Fengjing couldn't help but his eyelids twitched wildly and he speeded up instantly.
He shouted sternly: "How dare you!"
Ye Xinghe laughed.
"Do I dare? Can't you see?"
Having said that, the nameless broken sword fell hard!
But at this moment, a drop of blood suddenly seeped out from between Dongmen Daiyun's eyebrows.
Then the drop of blood radiated brightly and turned into a blood-colored light shield, directly covering Dongmen Daiyun.
With a soft 'click' sound, the nameless broken sword struck the bloody light barrier, but was unable to penetrate it for a moment.
Ye Xinghe roared wildly, and Xuanhuang's divine power was pushed to the extreme.
"Break it for me!"
With a 'bang' sound, he cut a huge gap in the blood-colored light shield!
The nameless broken sword slashed hard on Dongmen Daiyun's chest, directly cutting a huge two-foot-long wound on his body.
Blood spurted out, almost cutting him in two.
Dongmen Daiyun was so frightened that he lost his mind and screamed miserably.
"Save me, save me!"
Zhao Fengjing's expression suddenly changed and he shouted sternly: "How dare you, rat!"
At the same time, Ye Xinghe's power was also exhausted.
And Zhao Fengjing's offensive also fell hard.
With a 'bang' sound, the palm hit Ye Xinghe's back, sending him flying directly.
With a 'wow' sound, Ye Xinghe's blood spurted out.
I felt that the black and yellow divine power on my back was almost shattered to pieces.
It was ejected directly back into his heart, causing his heart to beat wildly.
Ye Xinghe staggered to the ground, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
On his back, his clothes were in pieces, and a huge black palm print appeared.
In an instant, he was seriously injured!
But Ye Xinghe didn't care about the injury, and his heart was filled with regret.
"This sword failed to kill Dongmen Daiyun!"
Zhao Fengjing held Dongmen Daiyun in his arms and quickly reached out to stop the blood flow on his body.
Then the elixir was stuffed into his mouth for free, crushed into powder, and sprinkled on his wounds.
The wound stopped bleeding and began to heal.
But there was a sense of humiliation in being almost killed in public, and in such extreme embarrassment.
But Dongmen Daiyun roared crazily.
"Kill him, kill him!"
Zhao Fengjing said calmly: "Don't worry, young master, he can't escape today!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and suddenly the earth trembled, and a burst of cracking hoofbeats was heard.
After a while, dozens of strong men arrived riding huge monster beasts.
They were all wearing heavy armor and had a terrifying aura.
On the armor, there are two small characters written, Zi Chen.
Obviously they are the strong men of the Zichen Chamber of Commerce, and everyone's strength has reached above the half-step Martial God realm.
They surrounded the place tightly.
At the same time, in the sky, more than a dozen flying boats passed by and hovered above. There were also many powerful people on them.
In an instant, the place was surrounded like an iron barrel!
At this time, Ye Xinghe also took a few healing pills, and his injuries were quietly recovering.
After a while, 70% of his strength was restored.
He looked at everything in front of him calmly, without panic.
Zhao Fengjing looked down at Ye Xinghe.
He is an extremely straightforward person, without any nonsense, he just said lightly: "Kill!"
The next moment, those powerful men from the Zichen Chamber of Commerce slowly attacked Ye Xinghe.
Ye Xinghe took a deep breath.
"In that case, let's fight to the death!"
He knew that if he had endured today, he could have avoided all this, but he couldn't bear it!