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Chapter 1,297 Breaking the Face
"Oh?" Ye Xingchen looked at Ma Lin with a strange look on his face, a hint of sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, cheating? He relied on wrist strength and skills to throw the dice, and didn't even use his star power. Where did the cheating come from?
Ma Lin, who had already lost his red eyes, looked at Ye Xingchen bitterly and sneered: "Junior Brother Ye, this is the Yuhua Sect. Whether you are cheating or not, I have the final say. If you are wise, you can return all the star weapons and pills.
I will pretend that what happened today never happened, otherwise..."
A majestic star power burst out from his body in an instant, shrouding Ye Xingchen, and a trace of murderous intent hovered above his head like a substance, like a hanging ax that would fall down at any time.
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When the other Yuhua Sect disciples saw Ma Lin showing off and trying to grab him, their expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously took a few steps back to prevent the matter from getting too big and involving them.
The ninth level of Xingwu?
Ye Xingchen complained slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at Ma Lin with a playful look on his face, and said, "Otherwise? What if Senior Brother Ma wants to take action in the Yuhua Sect?"
Ma Lin's expression froze. Thinking of the rules and regulations, his face became uncertain. Although the rules of the Yuhua Sect were strict, he had worked hard to save those pills and star weapons for several years.
Especially that star weapon is even more important to him.
The promotion assessment of the Yuhua Sect is so cruel that ordinary disciples dare not go there. This time, he finally got a star weapon to prepare for the promotion of the Yuhua Sect.
If that star weapon fell into Ye Xingchen's hands, everything would be in vain.
How could he be willing to do so?
"So what about the sect rules?" Ma Lin breathed heavily and sneered: "The disciples in the outer courtyard are not as good as dogs. Without the star device, I still fail the promotion test this time. I might as well be expelled from the sect. Today, if
If you don't return the star weapon, it will be useless even if I, the King of Heaven, intercede on your behalf."
Rumble!
An ice wolf star soul appeared behind Ma Lin in an instant. It was five or six meters long. It stared at Ye Xingchen with a pair of cold eyes. As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the entire room dropped sharply.
"Boy, this is your last chance. If you don't hand over the things, don't blame me for being rude." An old disciple of the ninth level of Xingwu naturally didn't touch Ye Xingchen's Xingwu five times. He only set foot in the Ascension Gate today.
The new disciples take it seriously.
"snort!"
Seeing Ma Lin tearing his face, Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, his face became gloomy, and he sneered: "Brother Ma, if you are not afraid of breaking the rules, I, Ye Xingchen, will accompany you to the end. Dice are all about luck. You can only
You win? Once you lose, you just mess around. What's the point?"
"The truth? My words are the truth." Ma Lin, who was already furious, said in a buzzing voice: "Boy, you just entered the mountain gate today. As a senior brother, I will tell you another principle of life. In our Yuhua Sect, although
Internal fighting and fighting are prohibited, but strength is the last word, and it will work no matter where it goes."
"A mere waste of the fifth level of Xingwu dares to go against me, Ma Lin? I don't care about life and death. If you want reason, wait until you are stronger than me and come back to ask for it!"
After Ma Lin finished speaking, he stared at Ye Xingchen with lightning eyes and stretched out his hand to grab his neck. A person at the ninth level of Xingwu took action as fast as lightning. Some disciples of the Yuhua Sect with lower cultivation levels had not yet reacted.
When I came over, I saw Ma Lin's ghostly figure appearing in front of Ye Xingchen.
"Get over here."
Ma Lin roared. He had been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and his hands and feet contained a domineering aura. What's more, in his opinion, a boy at the fifth level of Star Martial Arts could only do whatever he wanted under the influence of his aura.
Cut it by yourself.
"Emperor Fist."
Seeing Ma Lin rushing towards him, Ye Xingchen raised his hand and punched him directly.
Equally domineering.
"What?" When he saw Ye Xingchen, enveloped by his own momentum, not only did he take action, but he also gave a majestic punch, which made his eyelids tremble. He instantly took out a broad knife from the ring,
With a direct strike, Ye Xingchen was struck with air.
Ma Lin's sword was as heavy as a mountain. Seeing that he was going all out as soon as he took action, leaving no chance for Ye Xingchen, the expressions of the Yuhua Sect disciples around him all became weird.
If there is an occasional small friction between the disciples, the punishment according to the sect's rules is not too serious. Once someone is killed, even if he, Ma Lin, has a lot of support in the Yuhua Sect, he will probably be punished extremely harshly.
"Hey, does Ma Lin really want to kill that boy named 'Chen'?" A Yuhua Sect disciple said in shock.
The others also looked at each other for a while.
Only Ye Xingchen didn't dare to hesitate when he saw the opponent slashing at him with his sword. He ducked away in a flash, and the power of the Emperor's Fist hit the sword, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.
"This kid has so much strength." Ma Lin's eyes shrank, and a turmoil arose in his heart. In the past, he had fought against many disciples in the Yuhua Sect, and many of them were powerful at the seventh and eighth levels of Star Martial Arts.
characters, but no one can match Ye Xingchen's power.
Seeing Ye Xingchen raise his hand and punch him again, Ma Lin's eyelids trembled and he sneered: "So what if it's powerful? Our Ma family's Lingyun Sword Technique, how can a boy like you from a barren land be able to do it?"
understandable?"
Woohoo!
In an instant, Ma Lin's body was filled with sword energy, sweeping towards Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen just glanced at it and found that the amazing sword skills Ma Lin said were much inferior to the sword skills used by the seventh elder of the Ye family. A sword energy could only weigh five or six thousand kilograms at most.
Strength.
Barren land?
Ye Xingchen sneered in his heart. If the Ye family had not declined, it would have had a foundation that would even frighten the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom. Even if it had fallen to this point, the skills and martial arts left behind would not be comparable to that of other families.
Perhaps in Ma Lin's view, the sword skills of their 'Ma family' are not weak even among the aristocratic families in the capital of the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom, but when compared with the "Emperor Fist" practiced by Ye Xingchen, it is inferior.
Immediate judgment.
boom!
Seeing the sword energy sweeping over Ma Lin, Ye Xingchen did not avoid it, raised his hand and punched him. More than a dozen punches instantly shattered the sword energy, and the remaining energy fell on Ma Lin.
He only heard a muffled groan and saw Ma Lin flying backwards, with a look of horror on his face and even more fear in his eyes.
Seeing Ma Lin displaying their Ma family's sword skills and being defeated miserably by a fifth-level Star Martial boy in one round, the surrounding Yuhua Sect disciples were all dumbfounded.
Is this really the fifth level of Xingwu?
Seeing Ma Lin's pale face, everyone present felt a chill running down their spines.