Zhang Ling's body-protecting energy was completely disintegrated under Ye Chen's tenth punch. The Wudang leader grunted in the air and spurted a bloody arrow from his mouth, which flew across dozens of feet.
Blue light overflowed from Ye Chen's body, and his pair of dark eyes looked particularly deep in the night sky.
The five generals below were present, and Ye Chen punched the magic in front of the five of them!
Ye Chen punched ten times in a row. Every time Zhang Ling received a punch, his blood was boiling and his body's Qi was in chaos. Finally, at the tenth punch, he could no longer take it, and his protective Qi completely collapsed.
Come.
Forced to defend himself, Ye Chen used his fists to hit him head-on. His internal organs were immediately injured, and a mouthful of blood sprayed into the sky, causing him to retreat dozens of feet.
His right hand trembled slightly and had been completely paralyzed by Ye Chen's ten blows. However, he could not understand at all how Ye Chen had such a powerful and terrifying power that could actually defeat the gods?
As we all know, in the extraordinary realm, anyone who is below the divine level is just an ant floating around, and the divine level is undefeated.
But Ye Chen has clearly never reached the divine level, but he can completely suppress him and even injure him. This kind of thing has not been done even by the Dragon King who swept through all the extraordinary beings in Asia. It is unimaginable for him.
What kind of monster is Chen?
How did he know that since Ye Chen's battle with Tang Mushan on the Lancang River and absorbing the essence of Tang Mushan's cultivation, his cultivation realm had broken through to the extraordinary realm.
What will be improved accordingly is not only his cultivation, but also his physical strength, speed, and various functions.
Previously, if Ye Chen wanted to fight against the extraordinary Divine Grade, he might have to completely release the Heaven-Eating Body. But now, even if Ye Chen does not need to release the Heaven-Eating Body, he can still stabilize the Divine Grade by relying on his pure physical body.
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Ye Chen punched Zhang Ling and injured him, but instead of pursuing him, he withdrew his fist and stood with his hands behind his back.
"Daozhang Zhang, I think there is no need to continue this battle!"
He shook his head slightly: "You should know that you can't defeat me!"
If it were anyone else, Ye Chen would have completely crushed him. He never spared an enemy, but Zhang Zhiling, he couldn't kill him ruthlessly.
Zhang Ling's pupils were slightly condensed, but he did not refute. Just now, Ye Chen punched ten times in a row. He connected with each punch with all his strength, but the result was that his body-protecting energy was scattered, and he was still severely injured by Ye Chen.
At this moment, his internal organs have been damaged and his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced. How can he defeat Ye Chen, who is so powerful?
All the energy in Ye Chen's body dissipated, as if he melted into the dark night, and only his voice could be heard loudly.
"Daozhang Zhang, you have shown great kindness to me again. Without you, Ye Lingtian might not be what he is today. Regarding your junior brother's matter, it has nothing to do with right or wrong. It is just the iron law of the jungle in the martial arts world. You should know it!"
"With the current situation, you have no hope of revenge, and I have absolutely no intention of killing you, so why not just let it go!"
"If you still want to seek revenge from me in the future, I will always accompany you!"
After he finished speaking, he paused slightly and was about to lower himself, but Zhang Ling suddenly shouted loudly.
"Ye Lingtian, stop!"
There was a cold light in Zhang Ling's eyes, and his aura was once again condensed, with no intention of giving up the fight.
"Indeed, I can't defeat you!"
"But Junior Brother Wuchen's revenge must be avenged!"
There was a trace of determination in his eyes: "For the reputation of Wudang, in this battle, even if I am shattered to pieces, I will die with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Wudang Golden Sword in the banquet hall suddenly bounced up and shot straight into the sky, and was held in his hand.
His whole body was full of true energy, which went straight from the palm of his hand to the golden sword, causing the golden sword to shine brightly. The world was filled with the cold sword intent. Several flying birds that inadvertently passed by were instantly cut into bloody foam.
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly focused, and he felt that something was wrong.
He had seen this starting position before, when he fought with Watanabe Heizo on the top of Feiyu Mountain, and Watanabe Heizo's last sword sacrifice was like this.
"Zhang Zhiling, are you going to turn your body into a sword and strike a decisive blow?"
Ye Yunlong and others all changed their expressions. They were worthy of being strong men who had practiced martial arts for many years. Although their cultivation was not as good as Zhang Ling's and Ye Chen's, they also knew Zhang Ling's intention at this moment.
They never expected that Zhang Zhiling would be so crazy that even if he risked his life and broke his body into pieces, he still wanted to die with Ye Chen.
"well!"
Ye Chen raised his head and sighed softly.
"For revenge and Wudang's reputation, is it worth it for you to do this?"
Zhang Zhiling didn't pay attention to it, his true energy was rushing wildly, and the golden sword seemed to be burned by high temperature, turning red like blood. His whole body was also wrapped in high-heat true energy, and his physical body showed signs of slight disintegration.
"Ye Lingtian, this battle has nothing to do with grudges, it is only about Wudang's prestige and reputation. As the leader of Wudang, I will never allow myself to lose at the hands of a young junior!"
"Take my sword!"
His voice was so sharp that he wanted to turn his body into a sword.
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and the light in his eyes completely dimmed. He gathered all his strength and was about to rush forward to stop Zhang Ling. At this moment, he suddenly stopped and glanced sideways at the sky.
"Amitabha!"
A shout came down from the side of the sky, and then a golden ray of light was seen sweeping across, hitting Zhang Ling, knocking his golden sword away from his hand. At the same time, the energy accumulated around him was completely shaken away.
, preventing him from taking the final step of transforming himself into a sword.
Everyone below had horrified expressions, and none of them realized what happened. Only Ye Chen could clearly see that it was a string of Buddhist beads engraved with Sanskrit.
It was this string of Buddhist beads that completely destroyed Zhang Ling's self-destructive step.
"Um?"
Zhang Zhiling originally wanted to die with Ye Chen, but he didn't expect to be stopped midway. He looked up and saw a tall and thin figure wearing a cassock standing in the sky to the side.
The golden light rolled back and fell into the hands of the person who came. He rolled up his sleeves lightly and twisted the beads slowly. He had a kind-hearted look on his face, and he was clearly an old monk with no hair.
He stepped on a nimbus and stood in the sky, like a living Buddha. With the blessing of holy light all over his body, he looked even more majestic and solemn, without being awe-inspiring.
Ye Yunlong and others below were all looking at this scene with dull eyes. They did not come back to their senses for a long time. They were all very unfamiliar with the old monk who suddenly appeared and did not know his identity.
On the other hand, Liang Longting and other five first-class generals who controlled the power looked thoughtful when they saw the old monk's appearance.
Ye Chen stared at the old monk, his fists trembling slightly, which was a spontaneous reaction produced by the body when encountering a strong opponent.
In just a moment, the old monk just shot a string of Buddhist beads out of thin air and stopped Zhang Ling from transforming into a sword. However, he asked himself that even if he personally stopped him, he could only forcefully defeat Zhang Ling's whole body's true energy, but he might not be able to do it like this.
This old monk is generally relaxed.
This old monk is definitely an extremely powerful man whose cultivation is even higher than Zhang Zhiling's. His cultivation is so strong that it may have surpassed the extraordinary level.
"Master, is it you?"
Zhang Zhiling recognized the old monk at a glance and blurted out. It seemed that he and the old monk were already old acquaintances.
"Amitabha!"
The old monk gave a shout and then looked at Zhang Zhiling.
"Master Zhang, why do you treat yourself like this? Temporary success or failure is just a fleeting moment, so why should you destroy your own life?"
"I am a close friend of your late master, Taoist Master Wu Xiang. If you destroy your life in front of me today, how will I explain to him if I die in the future?"
Zhang Zhiling woke up from a dream and suddenly broke into a cold sweat when he remembered that he had just impulsively planned to transform himself into a sword.
Thinking of the teachings of the previous head of Wudang, Taoist Wuxiang, he felt even more regretful and ashamed.
The old monk woke up Zhang Ling with one word, then moved forward and turned to Ye Chen.
"You have become famous at a young age, and you are crowned the world. You are worthy of being the undefeated emperor personally proclaimed by Tianji Tower!"
"Emperor Ye, this is the first time we meet. The old monk's name is Zhide. This box is reasonable!"