In the sky, Ye Chen raised one hand, and his fist wrapped in golden flames was placed an inch away from Mo Wencang's door. The elders or disciples of Xuanyuan Hall who were watching the battle all had dull faces.
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"You lost!"
Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, and his shallow words spread in the void. The people around him who were in a daze just came back to their senses, with a look of horror on their faces.
From the time the two of them fought to the present, there were not even ten rounds, but Ye Chen, with one defense and one attack, completely destroyed Mo Wencang's methods, and now he even punched Mo Wencang.
Face door.
The disciples around him didn't know the truth, but the elders who were in the hall just now knew very well. Ye Chen personally admitted that his strength was only a third-grade golden elixir, while Mo Wencang was a real ninth-grade golden elixir.
In front of a ninth-grade golden elixir, a third-grade golden elixir is like an underage child. Logically speaking, this is simply a unilateral crushing.
However, Ye Chen managed to receive Mo Wencang's palm without causing any damage. Instead, he punched Mo Wencang so that Mo Wencang had no time to react or dodge. This completely overturned everyone's perception of the difference in strength between the golden elixir stage.
Fighting across different levels, where the inferior overcomes the superior, is something that is rare and almost non-existent in the world of immortality where the level of power is strict and the gap between the strong and the weak is huge.
But now, Ye Chen used the ironclad facts to teach everyone a new lesson.
Ye Chen paid no attention to the expressions of others and just looked at Mo Wencang with indifferent eyes.
Just now, he did not activate the Heaven-Devouring Immortal Body, but used the power of his physical sublimation after cultivating the Heaven-Devouring Immortal Body, stamped the void, and borrowed the power of the counter-shock to explode at a speed exceeding ten times the sound, making Mo Wencang unable to escape.
Can be avoided.
Mo Wenchang's face was dripping with cold sweat at this moment. He could clearly feel the blazing temperature and manic fluctuations near Chi Chi. He himself was also an immortal cultivator who cultivated his physical body. His physical body was already infinitely close to the innate Tao body, but even so
Even with his physical strength, he felt a destructive aura, and his body trembled slightly.
He asked himself that he had no confidence that he could withstand this punch! "Damn it, what kind of freak is this kid?
A third-grade golden elixir can actually unleash such a terrifying attack?"
He felt heavier and heavier in his heart, but when he thought of the gambling fight that Ye Chen had mentioned before, his heart immediately sank.
Under the witness of countless elders and disciples, if he bows his head and admits defeat, wouldn't it mean that he, the current master of Xuanyuan Palace, has lost to a young boy who has just arrived at Xuanyuan Palace?
Especially after losing, he would be deprived of the title of palace master and lose his current status and reputation, which was even more unbearable for him who valued fame, wealth and reputation.
It took him a thousand years to secure his position as the master of Xuanyuan Palace. How could it be ruined by an outsider who had just arrived?
When he thought of this, his heart skipped a beat and he said in a deep voice: "Am I defeated?
Why?"
"Do you think this punch can hurt me?"
Although he looked dissatisfied, many elders could detect a hint of sternness in his tone.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, was not sloppy and just smiled lightly.
"Yeah?"
Without any pause, his punch continued forward, but changed its direction. Instead of hitting Mo Wencang's face, it hit his chest.
Mo Wenchang didn't expect Ye Chen to be so decisive. He immediately mobilized his whole body's true power and acted on his body surface. He asked himself, with the strength of his ninth-grade golden elixir's true power and physical strength, he should be able to resist Ye Chen.
This punch.
"boom!"
The fist containing golden flames hit Mo Wencang's chest. Wherever the golden flames passed, Mo Wencang's extremely powerful real defense was like a window made of paper, being easily poked.
break.
Mo Wencang felt a sharp pain in his chest, a strong burning and stinging sensation spread throughout his body, and a surging force rushed him hundreds of feet away, leaving a long trail of air in the sky.
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"Pooh!"
Mo Wencang stepped hard on the void with the sole of his foot, and then he was able to stop himself. The next moment, he directly put his palm down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with some broken internal organs.
"How can it be?"
His pupils couldn't help trembling, and he felt it was unbelievable that with his physical strength and protective power, he was still severely injured by Ye Chen's punch.
The golden flame was not only blazing in temperature, but also seemed to be able to ignore his real defense and penetrate it.
The unforced fist strength contained in this punch penetrates directly into the body and reaches the internal organs.
He couldn't figure it out anyway, how could a mere third-grade golden elixir have such combat power?
But just as he was thinking, a figure quietly landed in front of him, and the fist wrapped in golden flames stood in front of his face again.
"Do you want to take the second punch?"
Mo Wencang raised his head in shock and met Ye Chen's eyes. What he saw in these eyes was the indifference of contempt for all living things.
After a moment, the current master of Xuanyuan Hall lowered his proud head and spoke three words with difficulty! "I lost!"
These three short words caused the entire Xuanyuan Hall headquarters to fall into silence, with no one speaking.
Only the young man wrapped in golden flames stood proudly in the void, and his voice echoed down.
"After this battle, if Mo Wencang is no longer the master of Xuanyuan Hall, he will be expelled from Xuanyuan Hall immediately!"
"From now on, I will be in charge of Xuanyuan Palace. Anyone who violates this rule will suffer the same fate as him!"
On this day, Ye Chen used iron and blood methods to completely suppress the entire Xuanyuan Palace. No matter whether they were opposed or agreed before, no one had any objections and they were all convinced.
This is a world where strength is respected! And after witnessing Ye Chen's defeat of Mo Wenchang, all the disciples of Xuanyuan Hall will feel a different kind of ecstasy in their hearts.
They know that the dawn of Xuanyuan Palace has really arrived. With a strong monk who can defeat the ninth-grade golden elixir, after today, Xuanyuan Palace will once again have the capital to compete with the five great sects! Return to the main hall
, Ye Chen still firmly takes the throne this time, but no one is even remotely dissatisfied. Everyone who looks at Ye Chen has a little more awe in their eyes! Feng Hou stared at this young man who was born on the same earth as herself, feeling in her heart
Secretly sighing, Huang Di's eyes were still as vicious as before thousands of years ago, yet he was able to find such a peerless monster.
"Son of God, what should we do next?"
Feng Hou smiled and said: "Now Xuanyuan Hall, from the elders to the disciples, are all waiting for your orders!"
Hearing Feng Hou's slightly teasing address, Ye Chen just smiled faintly, and then fell into thinking.
He was considering whether to directly declare war on the five great sects in the name of Xuanyuan Palace, but in this way, Xuanyuan Palace would go from darkness to light, but he knew very little about the five great sects.
He doesn't know how much foundation the five great sects have, how many strong men there are, and what level of strong men there are. Although he has absolute confidence in his own power, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can conquer everything.
Which of these sects of cultivating immortals that have been entrenched in the same star for thousands of years will be a fuel-efficient lamp?
While Ye Chen was meditating, there was a commotion outside, and then, a ball of light shot out, reaching directly in front of Feng Hou, turning into shining traditional Chinese characters, as if they were a message.
Feng Hou glanced at him, and his pupils, which had always been calm, suddenly shrank.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Chen turned his head and looked, and the other elders also cast their gazes towards Fenghou.
After the words of light in front of Fenghou dispersed, he looked at Ye Chen, and there was a hint of heaviness in his voice.
"It's a message from our intelligence disciples outside Xuanyuan Hall!"
"In the Northern Wasteland, there is a ruins of Nascent Soul, which is about to be born!"