Fei Lie's pupils shrank, and billowing flame spiritual energy surged out.
But he didn't expect that Zhao Lun would dare to suddenly attack. In addition, he was far away from Ye Chen and Zhao Lun at this time, so even with his Supreme Realm cultivation, he was caught off guard.
He could only pray that Zhao Lun would not kill him, otherwise the Huo Ling Sect would lose a peerless genius, and even if Zhao Lun was cut into pieces, he would regret it.
When Dugujie saw it, his expression suddenly changed, and he was ready to rescue him. The dignified elder of the Holy Land actually attacked his disciple. Don't be so embarrassed!
Zhao Lun didn't care about that much at this time, he stretched out his palm and grabbed Ye Chen.
If this catch hits, even with only the physical force, Ye Chen's bones can be crushed. He is three realms higher than Ye Chen. Isn't killing the tempered body like killing a chicken by cracking the ground?
Today he was determined to destroy Ye Chen, and the Huo Ling Sect would not dare to do anything to him afterwards, because the Wind and Thunder Holy Land was standing behind him.
"Little boy, you are in doom today!"
Zhao Lun aimed at Ye Chen's arm. As long as he crushed his hands and exploded, Ye Chen would be half disabled.
Ye Chen had been mentally prepared for this. The moment Zhao Lun took action, he retreated backwards. However, while his speed was not slow, Zhao Lun's speed was even faster.
"Baby, it's useless!"
Zhao Lun laughed evilly and immediately caught up with Ye Chen, grabbing Ye Chen with his palm.
However, just when his arm was about to catch Ye Chen, a dark crack suddenly opened in the space between him and Ye Chen, and a flaming spear, mixed with an overwhelming heat wave, stabbed out from the void.
At the same time, a huge dragon roar resounded across the sky!
Zhao Lun was shocked. He couldn't stop his hand in time, and his palm directly collided with the flame spear.
This flame spear is naturally the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear!
It was once a genuine imperial-grade divine weapon, and even though its power has been greatly reduced now, its sharpness cannot be competed by just the Earth Splitting Realm monks.
puff!
There was no pause at all, and the gun tip instantly pierced Zhao Lun's palm.
The severe pain in his palm made Zhao Lun wake up instantly. He saw the tip of the spear stabbing him between the eyebrows, which frightened him so much that a layer of white sweat broke out on his forehead.
"withdraw!"
Zhao Lun didn't have time to think too much. When life and death were at stake, he stepped on the ground with all his strength and flew backwards.
But Ye Chen didn't intend to stop there. He grabbed the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear and stabbed him again.
"How can this kid control the Fire Spirit Sect's treasure?"
Zhao Lun exclaimed in his heart.
Naturally, he had heard about the origin of the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear, but he also heard that since the Fire Spirit Heavenly Emperor ascended, no one could control this magical weapon.
But what's going on now?
A young man in the Body Tempering Realm can actually control an Emperor Grade Divine Weapon?
If it weren't for this life-and-death situation, he might have been confused.
"No matter what the reason is, just die!"
After a moment of stalemate, Zhao Lun's heart changed, and he slapped the gun tip with his palm, deflecting the attack direction of the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear. Then he flew up with his kick and swept towards Ye Chen's waist.
At this time, he had already gone all the way and sneak-attacked a young man in the Tempering Realm, but was injured by him instead. If this was spread, he would not be able to show off his old face without being laughed to death by his colleagues in the Wind and Thunder Holy Land.
So this time, he didn't hold anything back at all. He swept the arc between his legs, and the force was so great that it compressed the air.
"Ye Chen!"
Dugujie and Fei Lie rushed in with all their strength, but they were still a step too late. They could only watch Zhao Lun's legs kick towards Ye Chen.
The two of them could naturally tell that Zhao Lun had murderous intentions and used all his strength in this attack!
Dugujie even closed his one eye, unable to bear to watch Ye Chen being cut in half.
However, the next moment, the sound of broken flesh and bones did not come, but a low bell resounded throughout the entire Fire Spirit Sect.
clang!
Dugujie and others quickly looked around, only to find that Ye Chen was standing there intact.
Around it, there is actually a layer of illusory and simple bell shadow, covering it completely.
At this time, Zhao Lun was hopping on the spot with his left foot, holding his right foot with both hands and wailing. The expression on his face was distorted, as if he was suffering from boundless pain.
"What, what's going on?"
Dugujie was stunned and looked at the sect leader Fei Lie on the side.
Fei Lie kept mumbling, and the expression on his face kept changing, and finally answered: "He kicked the big clock and it went up..."
"..."
"This Zhong Ying..."
Dugujie didn't even have time to tease and ridicule, but discovered a rather terrifying problem. What exactly was the bell jar outside Ye Chen, and how could it withstand the full blow of a strong man in the Earth-shattering realm?
Although he already had the answer in his mind, it was still unbelievable!
"You guessed it right, this is another treasure of our Fire Spirit Sect... the Fire Spirit Bell!"
Fei Lie grinned and nodded with difficulty.
"How could this kid let Huo Lingzhong take the initiative to protect him?" Dugujie took a deep breath.
You must know that the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear and the Fire Spirit Bell, two treasures for offense and defense, are the legacy of the Fire Spirit Heavenly Emperor. No one has ever been able to control them, not even the ancestors of the past generations, but now they are all
Appeared on Ye Chen...
This is simply unbelievable!
"This kid also took away the Fire Spirit Bell?" Dugujie said in disbelief.
Fei Lie gave a bitter smile and said: "I think he has recognized his master..."
"hiss…"
Dugujie had a toothache, "I really don't know what happened to this kid Ye Chen. Why is he so perverted?"
"He's a bit perverted..." Fei Lie nodded in agreement.
"..."
But now in the battle circle, Ye Chen wants to make you sick while you are sick!
The holy fire dragon spirit spear in his hand was flying up and down, falling flowers were in colorful colors, dancing like pear blossoms, and the shadows of the spear in the sky were constantly greeting Zhao Lun's vitals!
While poking, he muttered:
"Lame old dog, if you provoke me, I will stab you to death!"
"Ouch? Still want to run? Where to run!"
"Old guy, die!"
"..."
Zhao Lun was facing a hail of gunfire, and because he had injured his hands and feet, he had no choice but to run for his life and begged for mercy again and again.
Ye Chen's attacks were like a tidal wave, one after another, and there were dragon spirits watching eagerly beside him. If he continued like this, sooner or later he would be stabbed into a honeycomb...
But Ye Chen had no intention of holding back at all. The other party was going to put him to death, so would he still show mercy?
For a moment, Ye Chen and Zhao Lun were in hot pursuit, while the other fled, leaving everyone on both sides stunned.
There were disciples in the Wind and Thunder Holy Land who wanted to rescue him, but when he thought that even Elder Zhao Lun was no match for him and that he would not be stabbed to death by a gun instantly, he could only watch blankly.
Seeing how the usually majestic Elder Zhao Lun was wailing like a bereaved dog, they felt for the first time that the clothes of the Wind and Thunder Holy Land on their bodies were a little dull, as if they were being pierced by light.