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Chapter seven hundred and eighty ninth victory

After killing the thin middle-aged man, Ye Chen stood still and did not help anyone because there was no one on his side who needed help.

Jin Wanshuang versus Shi Shaobao, Jin Wanshuang still had a slight upper hand.

An indifferent young man versus a middle-aged scribe. Both of them are swordsmen. If Ye Chen goes to help, he will make the indifferent young man unhappy.

As for Lin Yuxuan, forget it. This person is extremely arrogant, how can he accept help from others.

The twin brothers were eccentric and unpredictable, so it was better not to get involved rashly. As for the woman in yellow, Ye Chen felt that it was her opponent who needed help. It was undoubtedly an unnecessary step for him to go up, and Murong Qingcheng also occupied it.

The upper hand suppressed the young woman. Thinking about it, the battle will be resolved after a while.

Finally, the battle between the old man in Vicissitudes and the old man in raincoat seems a bit confusing. The style of old man in vicissitudes is fast, accurate and accurate. The style of old man in raincoat is the same as his clothes. It is weird and inexplicable. Sometimes it is better to attack in a straight line.

He insists on an arc. Sometimes when he needs to fight hard, he retreats with all his strength. When he needs to retreat, he attacks with all his strength. In short, it cannot be speculated with common sense and cannot be understood with normal people's thinking.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Chen turned around and looked at the high-grade spiritual stones piled up into a hill in the center of the palace.

This staggering amount of high-grade spiritual stones can be preserved for endless years, and is directly related to the formation below. If Ye Chen guessed correctly, this formation should be called the Spirit Locking Formation, which can lock spiritual energy in the formation.

Don't let it escape.

In addition to the effect of locking spiritual energy, the Soul Locking Formation also has powerful defensive capabilities. As soon as the energy surging back and forth in the palace hits, it will be immediately unloaded by the power of the formation and cannot shake it at all. However, the locking formation

After all, the spiritual formation is not a formation specifically used for defense. It has been impacted countless times. It has become somewhat unstable and the light is flickering.

Ye Chen didn't dare to break the formation to collect the high-grade spiritual stones. He was afraid that once the formation was broken, the high-grade spiritual stones inside would be blasted to pieces by the energy attacking from all directions. More than 500 million high-grade spiritual stones would be blasted to pieces.

He himself will never forgive himself.

Therefore, even though he has nothing to do now, he can only watch from the sidelines and cannot do anything.

"Four Symbols of Heavenly Swordsmanship!"

"Destroy the Infinite Sword!"

The duel between two great swordsmen attracted Ye Chen's attention. The middle-aged scribe and the indifferent young man each used their killing moves, preparing for a showdown of life and death. The middle-aged scribe's killing move implied four images. They were wood.

The mysteries of gold, the mysteries of fire, and the mysteries of water. Of course, these four mysteries are not integrated. They are separated and complement each other. Four swords are waved in a row, sealing all the escape routes and approaches for the indifferent young man.

The smell of extinction, and the killing move of the indifferent young man, combines the profound meaning of earth and the profound meaning of gold. It has the heavy weight of earth and the sharpness of gold. It does not require much change. Once the sword is thrust out, gods and ghosts cannot escape. Follow

The middle-aged scribe went away with his flaws.

"Awesome, any one of these two people has the strength to compete with me. Without using the Kyouka Destruction, it is almost impossible for me to defeat them. Even if I use the Kyouka Destruction, I only have a 70% chance of defeating them.

Defeat them."

Ye Chen's mind was racing, analyzing the strength of the two men and comparing them with his own.

It was too late, but it was too soon. The two people's killing moves collided with each other between the lightning and flint, and then exploded into thousands of cold stars. Even Ye Chen couldn't know what happened inside for a moment.

Can make inferences based on the trajectories of thousands of cold stars.

puff!

The cold star disappeared, and a stream of blood spurted out seven or eight feet high. The middle-aged scribe's head was raised, and there was a hideous sword mark on his neck. His throat had been cut, and his spine was strangely broken, making him unable to support it.

The weight of the skull.

In a duel of killing moves, the middle-aged scribe died first.

Ye Chen looked in the direction of the indifferent young man.

The injuries of the indifferent young man were very serious. For ordinary people, this was already a fatal injury. His left and right chests were pierced respectively, and a deep sword mark was cut on both thighs. The blood was flowing wildly.

Squirt, the whole person seemed to have turned into a bloody man, covered in blood.

"One dead and one seriously injured, this is a duel between swordsmen!"

Ye Chen sighed.

Clang!

After killing the middle-aged scribe, the indifferent young man's body went limp. His sword was stationary on the ground, and he knelt on his knees, vomiting blood. His hair was wet with sweat and blood. At this time, let alone a half-step king, he was even a half-step king.

A strong person in the Star Realm can easily kill him.

The injuries on his legs and right chest are not fatal, but the injuries on the left chest are very fatal. If it were not a little bit off, his heart would definitely be pierced and he would die. It can be said that he

To survive, he must be lucky. This middle-aged scribe is definitely the most terrifying swordsman he has ever encountered, and there is a possibility of killing him.

"Die!"

At this moment, a huge lion claw suddenly attacked the indifferent young man. The huge lion claw was golden and sharp, and the owner of the lion claw was naturally the Lion Shaobao who transformed into his true form. It turned out that the Lion Shaobao and Jin

After Wan Shuang's hard work, they all flew out upside down, and the position where Shi Shaobao flew out happened to be where the indifferent young man was. Seeing that the indifferent young man killed the middle-aged scribe and was seriously injured himself, Shi Shaobao took advantage of it.

A claw was swung out, intending to kill him.

The indifferent young man didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes, let alone swing his sword to resist. If there were no accidents, his death was already destined.

Clang!

An accident happened, a long sword blocked the lion Shaobao's claws.

It's Ye Chen.

"you wanna die."

Lion Shaobao's huge lion head spoke human words and glared at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, "We are enemies. Since we are enemies, we cannot let you get what you want."

Ye Chen's answer was a roar. Lion Shaobao twisted his body and swung his other paw towards Ye Chen, with a golden light like lightning.

"go back."

Ye Chen held the sword with both hands. The black thunderball condensed on the blade and exploded instantly, flying away the lion Shaobao and causing dozens of strands of golden hair to fly.

Boom!

After regaining his true form, the lion's claws were the hardest part of the Lion Shaobao. Ye Chen's sword did not hurt him, but when he flew into the air of the palace, a silver figure shot out and hit him with a punch.

His chest made a sound like a big drum.

After throwing this punch, Jin Wanshuang did not take any advantage and immediately retreated to avoid Shi Shaobao's counterattack.

Sure enough, after suffering a powerful punch, Shi Shaobao secreted a lot of blood from his mouth and nose, but the first thing he did was not to temporarily avoid the blow, but to fight back ferociously. Under the pain, Shi Shaobao's counterattack was more powerful than his full-out attack.

Much crazier.

It's a pity that Jin Wanshuang would not give him the opportunity to take advantage of him.

The counterattack failed. Lion Shaobao flew backwards in the air and landed on the ground with all four paws. There was a small fist mark on his chest, bleeding from all his orifices, and serious internal injuries.

If it weren't for the fact that he is a genius of the Golden Lion Clan, with the most noble blood in his body, he is the top grade, and his body is extremely powerful. Even if he doesn't die with this punch, he will still be seriously injured. But his strength is almost the same as Jin Wanshuang, and he has enough time.

Under the circumstances, he was sure of defeating Jin Wanshuang, but now that he was injured, he would definitely be no match for Jin Wanshuang.

Turning his head to look at the others, Shi Shaobao fell silent.

Except for the old man in raincoat, who was able to do it with ease, the others either met their opponents and it was difficult to tell the winner, or their opponents were as unpredictable as the old man in raincoat, and the situation was not as good as he imagined. If this continues, they will be annihilated by their opponents one by one.

"retreat."

Lion Shaobao roared and rushed towards the teleportation array.

Swish!

As soon as Shi Shaobao finished speaking, two people came over. One was a pale young woman, and the other was a masked man covered in blood. These two people encountered very powerful opponents. The young woman's opponent was Murong Qingcheng.

With extremely fast speed and mysterious dark martial arts, the masked man's opponent, Dalba, is a monster that cannot be killed physically, so they have long thought of retreating.

"We're about to retreat, hey, you guys are pretty good, and the old man won't play with you anymore." The old man in the raincoat shuttled through the rain, his figure erratic, shook off the vicissitudes of the old man, and flashed away in the direction of the teleportation array, transforming into countless

Shadow.

The middle-aged woman saw something was wrong and left the bearded man behind.

The white-faced young man was unlucky. His retreat route coincided with the bald fat man. The bald fat man's Qinggong was too strong. Dalxiong did not hit the bald fat man. Instead, he struck the white-faced young man with an axe, splitting him in two from head to toe.

, blood splattered.

Seeing that the enemy was fleeing, Jin Wanshuang and others did not take action to stop them. As the saying goes, if you push the opponent to a desperate situation, you will inevitably face the opponent's counterattack. Everyone is equally powerful.

At least some casualties will be added.

"let's go!"

The teleportation array has been activated, the light is flashing, Shi Shaobao said coldly.

The masked man said: "There is one more."

He looked at the bearded man.

Shi Shaobao shook his head, "He won't survive."

At the last moment, the woman in yellow became more serious, transformed into a stream of light, and wrapped around the bearded man, like a big yellow snake.

Gala!

The big man with the beard made a continuous sound of popping beans from his body. As soon as the woman in yellow left, his body went limp and lay on the ground like a pile of meat.

In one twist, all the bones in the bearded man's body were shattered.

The strength of the woman in yellow shocked everyone.

Buzz!

The teleportation array flashed with light, and Shi Shaobao and others disappeared into the palace.

"I owe you my life."

The indifferent young man said to Ye Chen.

"He is also my enemy." Ye Chen sheathed his sword.

"One thing comes back to another, I will return this life to you." As he said that, the indifferent young man sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds.

Ye Chen smiled calmly and moved closer to the others.

The silver luster on Jin Wanshuang's body faded. He looked at everyone and saw the middle-aged woman and the yellow-faced man. He couldn't help but sigh slightly. The ten people he invited were all masters, but when he met the same elite,

Death and injury are inevitable.

Fortunately, more of the enemy died. Ten came when they arrived, but only six remained when they left. Four died, which was double their number.

This war was won, but only miserably.

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