The next moment, the "soul-breaking" fist power, which was originally in stalemate with his palm power, suddenly exploded and turned into a sharp wind blade, splitting Pan Huaiyuan's protective palm power in the air and tearing it into two pieces.
Pan Huaiyuan's pupils dilated, and the wind blade cut through his palm. The speed did not slow down, and it had already passed in front of him. Ye Chen punched out again, pushing the front fist with the back fist. The two fists were powerful, crushing the dead, like a meteor chasing the moon, gathering in the
At one point, Pan Huaiyuan's palm was completely torn into pieces.
Pan Huaiyuan had no choice but to watch as the immortal punch landed on his chest and passed through his body.
The storm dissipated, and Pan Huaiyuan stood in the field, looking as usual, as if nothing had ever happened.
Ye Chen retracted his fist and went straight back to the small courtyard. He looked at the silver scale grass in the courtyard and ignored Pan Huaiyuan. He seemed to have no intention of taking action.
The entire audience was silent, not even daring to raise a voice. No one knew what happened, but no one dared to ask more questions.
The two martial arts masters in the field did not move anymore, but everyone wanted to know the outcome of this battle!
"Who won?"
Her beautiful eyes kept returning to Ye Chen and Pan Huaiyuan, but they were still unable to discern the situation. Just now, the two of them attacked, obviously to determine the outcome with one move, but now they both stopped, which puzzled her greatly.
At this moment, her eyes suddenly focused, and she noticed that Pan Huaiyuan's expression changed, and a sickly color crept onto his face.
Pan Xing himself also spoke at this time, with a bitter tone in his words.
"'Soul-breaking'? Who created this boxing technique?"
Ye Chen didn't look back, still looking at the silver scale grass intently, but the voice had already come.
"'Soul-Severing' is one of the three unique fists that I have mastered. It's a pity that you can see this one!"
"Three unique fists?"
Pan Huaiyuan looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he was relieved.
"To achieve such martial arts at the age of less than twenty, even Ye Yunlong, Xiao Yuhuang and others are half a step behind you!"
"Fortunately, I was lucky enough to witness this punch with my own eyes!"
Pan Huaiyuan's face showed unprecedented serenity, and he smiled slightly.
"Ye Lingtian, you won!"
"Crack!"
The moment his voice fell, his body bones made countless strange sounds, and then he fell to the ground.
This martial arts master who traveled across Yunnan and Guizhou was killed on the spot!
The whole place was silent. No one thought that it would end in such a result!
Pan Huaiyuan had been talking before, but in the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground. His bones were deformed and twisted. This made everyone unable to understand, and they were even more panicked.
No matter how puzzled they were, it was an indisputable fact that Ye Chen killed Wu Zun with one strike. Wu Zun, who had been in charge of the Pan family for decades, was really dead and was killed by Ye Chen!
The moment Pan Huaiyuan's body fell to the ground, something unbreakable seemed to collapse in the hearts of all the masters. That was their perception of power.
Wu Zun is recognized as the pinnacle figure in the martial arts world. Any one of them can stand at the top and suppress one side. It has been more than ten years since Xiao Yuhuang challenged the warriors from all directions. There has been no news of Wu Zun's death.
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But now, a genuine martial artist died in front of them, killed by a single punch. No matter how tenacious they were, they could not help but be shocked.
"Wu Zun?"
Ye Chen stared at Pan Huaiyuan's fallen body, feeling disappointed in his heart.
He had long heard that the Martial Lord was like a dragon, commanding powerful power and could control life and death, influence the situation of one party and stir up troubles in the martial arts world, but the Pan Huaiyuan he met today obviously did not reach this level.
Perhaps to others, Pan Huaiyuan is already a rare strong man, but in his eyes, he is not on the stage yet, just taking it easy!
"The world only knows that Wu Zun Rulong is the figure at the end of martial arts. How do they know that Wu Zun is just the beginning of martial arts!"
He shook his head slightly, laughing at the ignorance of the world.
He has traveled all over the country over the years and has encountered hundreds of strange things. He knows very well how far away the end of martial arts is. How can a mere martial master represent the highest realm of martial arts?
There is no limit to martial arts. Only by constantly climbing can you discover new scenery.
This fight with Pan Huaiyuan allowed him to understand the strength and cultivation of Wu Zun. He had lost interest in ordinary Wu Zun.
Looking at China, the only ones that might make him shine are the "Four Wonders" headed by Ye Yunlong.
He once severely injured Xiao Yuhuang's disciple Chen Shixing with one move, but he didn't know when Xiao Yuhuang would find him. Thinking of this, he vaguely felt a sense of expectation.
Perhaps only a level master like Xiao Yuhuang could arouse some interest in him.
The expressions of the others were shocked again and again. Pan Huaiyuan was one of the seven Martial Lords among the seven clans. At this moment, he was killed by Ye Chen with a punch. Doesn't this mean that the Martial Lord standing behind them was not Ye Chen's opponent?
Moreover, when Ye Chen beheaded Pan Huaiyuan, he thanked him easily, without any disturbance from beginning to end. He obviously had some remaining strength. So how terrifying would it be if it was Ye Chen who tried his best to kill Pan Huaiyuan?
"Ye Ling Tian!"
Yao You spoke word by word and murmured softly, looking at Ye Chen's beautiful eyes without blinking, as if he wanted to keep Ye Chen's appearance firmly in his heart.
She knew that Ye Chen, who had just killed Pan Huaiyuan with one punch, had already joined the ranks of the world's grandmasters. Looking across China, there were no figures at the level of the "Four Masters" who could compare with him.
After today, Ye Lingtian's fame will once again sweep across China, and warriors from all over the world will be frightened by the news.
Just when everyone was sighing, Ye Chen suddenly looked back.
Everyone froze, as if they were being stared at by wild beasts. They didn't dare to make any rash moves, just waiting for Ye Chen to speak.
"Silver Scale Grass, do you still want it?"
Ye Chen said lightly.
"Excuse me, Ye Zhizun, I don't dare!"
The representatives of the other six families quickly cupped their hands and clasped their fists, huddled up into a ball, and knelt down on one knee in front of Ye Chen. Yao You and Zhou Yang also lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ye Chen.
Previously, Pan Huaiyuan severely wounded Elder Xue with one punch, shocking the entire audience, but Ye Chen was even more terrifying. Even Lord Wu would kill him at his will. Who dares to talk about the Silver Scale Grass issue again?
If Ye Chen gets angry and goes on a killing spree, Huajian Valley will be splashed with blood for five steps today. Who dares not to be afraid?
"I know that you all have backgrounds, and you all have a Martial Lord behind you!"
Ye Chen looked coldly and continued: "But this Silver Scale Grass belongs to me, Ye Lingtian. Anyone who dares to think about it is an enemy of me!"
"Go back and tell the people behind you that if you want Silver Scale Grass, you can come in person. I, Ye Lingtian, will accompany you until the end!"
"But they'd better remember that if they want to touch my, Ye Lingtian's things, today's Pan Huaiyuan will be their fate in the future!"
Ye Chen spoke in an understatement, but no one dared to ignore it.
If Ye Chen said these words before, they just took them as a joke, but now no one disbelieves what Ye Chen says.
Ye Chen killed Pan Huaiyuan with one punch, which is the best explanation of his strong strength. Although the families behind them have martial lords in charge, they are only half as strong as Pan Huaiyuan at most. How can they compete with Ye Chen?
"Ye Zhizun, I have no intention of offending the Dou family. I apologize to you for this matter. I will definitely be respectful to the family leader in the future. Please..."
Dou Hong, the smiling tiger, was all smiles and wanted to set up a friendship with Ye Chen, but before he finished speaking, Ye Chen glanced at him coldly and shouted loudly in his ears, shaking his blood.
Writhing, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Shut up. Within ten breaths, he will disappear in the Huajian Valley. If you are one step too late, you will be killed!"
After Ye Chen's cold words were passed down, everyone in the six families just paused for a moment, and then the sound of piercing the air rang out, and they exploded into the distance and disappeared without a trace.