In the Tianshen Pavilion, more than a dozen figures quickly passed by, making constant noises in the air, and landed directly on the martial arts field.
This group of people were naturally the talented young men of the Tianyan Dynasty. They all looked forward with excitement on their faces.
"Where is Ye Chen? Get out of here!"
Qin Pojun caught his eye, opened his mouth, and his words exploded like thunder.
Just a moment later, figures flickered and appeared in the void, standing there, staring at the many young geniuses of the Tianyan Dynasty with cold eyes.
"You are so brave, you actually dare to break into Tianshen Pavilion."
The person who spoke was Fang Yi.
As the third prince of the Qinwu Dynasty, he represents the majesty of the Qinwu Royal Family. Now, someone directly stepped into the Tianshen Pavilion to cause trouble for Ye Chen, completely ignoring the power of the Qinwu Royal Family. This made him lose face.
Put it away, he immediately shouted coldly.
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, tell Ye Chen to get out."
Qin Pojun's eyes fell on Fang Yi, and he turned away immediately without paying much attention to him.
He knew that Fang Yi's cultivation was only in the middle stage of the eighth level of the True Dao. Although his aura was strong, it was not sharp, and he could not be Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen?"
Everyone in the Qinwu Dynasty's eyes narrowed slightly. They had all heard about Ye Chen's killing of Yin Heng. These talented young people in front of them should have come to seek revenge from Ye Chen, especially when Fang Yi saw Zhang Ye's figure.
At that time, I immediately realized it.
The arrogant young man in front of him was probably provoked by Zhang Ye, so he became so arrogant. He even dared to break into the Tianshen Pavilion and vowed to fight Ye Chen.
Seeing no one answered, Qin Pojun looked at Zhang Ye, only to see Zhang Ye said with a faint smile: "Ye Chen is a famous cultivation madman. It's already late now. He is probably practicing hard. We
It's better to just leave and don't bother me any more."
Hearing Zhang Ye's words, Fang Yi's face suddenly darkened. Now that Qin Pojun was full of fighting spirit, Zhang Ye actually asked him to leave. This would not only fail to dissuade Qin Pojun, but would actually provoke Qin Pojun.
dissatisfaction.
Sure enough, just as Zhang Ye finished speaking, Qin Pojun took a deep breath, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and he spat out a stream of thick true energy.
"Cowardly Ye Chen, get out of here!"
The true essence was accompanied by billowing majestic sounds, covering every corner of the Tianshen Pavilion, and rippling with echoes. Even the ground began to tremble. Not to mention the Tianshen Pavilion, even the entire Luoyan City was also affected by this.
Shrouded in a majestic voice.
Bang!
In the Tianshen Pavilion, a figure flew up to the sky. His figure was slightly thin, and his facial features were as sharp as a knife and an axe, showing a sense of fortitude. His eyes were exuding a bit of coldness at the moment, and he looked at the group of people.
figure.
Finally, he slowly calmed down, raised his head, and said coldly: "Who are you?"
There was a chill in Ye Chen's voice. During the hard training, he was most afraid of being interrupted by others yelling. If he was practicing normally, it would be fine. It would only make the warrior's energy and blood boil. But if he was suddenly hit by someone when he was making a breakthrough,
If it is broken, it can range from vomiting blood and causing injury to severe damage to the foundation. The consequences are very serious.
This Qin Pojun simply had the heart of a wolf and a tiger, and his methods were very cruel.
"Are you Ye Chen?"
Qin Pojun looked up and down, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "No wonder you can kill Yin Heng, your aura contains the chaos of ice and fire, yin contains yang, yang contains yin, your strength is indeed very strong, but
Except for you, everyone else is obviously a notch behind. Unfortunately, I thought the Qinwu Dynasty was so powerful, but it turned out to be a false alarm."
"That's right. Only two people have stepped into the ninth level of the True Dao, and their auras are very unstable. They are far inferior to our Tianyan Dynasty."
Another person echoed, causing the crowd in the Qinwu Dynasty to narrow their eyes.
These two people sang and sang together, but they didn't take them seriously at all, especially Qin Pojun. On the surface, he was praising Ye Chen, but his tone was full of disdain, with a hint of contempt.
"Qin Pojun, you are a little blind. Among the geniuses of the Qinwu Dynasty here, several of them have fought against Ye Chen. Their strength is not weak. If you hold contempt,
It’s definitely not going to end well.”
Zhang Yepi smiled but turned to face the crowd of the Qinwu Dynasty and said calmly: "This person is called Qin Pojun. He has an arrogant personality. Please don't take it to heart."
Qin Pojun raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing Zhang Ye's words, with a strong sense of ridicule on his face, which made the crowd in the Qinwu Dynasty look very ugly.
"Those who practice swordsmanship tend to be domineering, but the so-called domineering does not mean to look down on others or despise others. You see that you are carrying a broken sword behind you, so you must be a swordsman, but what you do is really to the sword.
Xiu is put to shame."
Leng Luoxue walked out slowly, with a cold expression on her face, and faintly uttered a single word.
Qin Pojun's eyes flashed with a cold look, and he exuded a domineering sword force. He rushed towards Leng Luoxue, but Leng Luoxue was not afraid at all. He looked at him with the same eyes, and the cold air roared from his body, freezing the ground.
There is thick white frost.
"Today I just want to cause trouble for Ye Chen, but now it seems that some people are eager to die."
Qin Pojun sneered, rose into the air, flicked his arm, and unsheathed the broken blade. A thick bloody aura emanated, as if the air had become extremely solid.
This broken blade was stained with rust, and the blade showed a frightening blood-red color, as if it were a vampire monster that wanted to devour people's blood.
"You are going to die." Leng Luoxue responded coldly, stepped out, and came to Qin Pojun. The long knife was already tightly held in his hand, filled with a billowing cold air, and the sword was full of energy.
The two stood in the void, their bodies not moving, but the sword energy had already penetrated their bodies, tearing apart and making bursts of sound that made the crowd hold their breath.
Phew!
At this moment, Qin Pojun moved.
His body jumped out directly, slashed with a knife, and a bloody knife light appeared in the space.
Seeing this, Leng Luoxue's face showed no expression, his body trembled, and he rushed out. He clenched the long knife in his hand, and the cold air condensed into substance, and he struck towards the bloody knife.
Boom!
The sword lights collided in the void. Leng Luoxue's sword lights contained the power of frost and could freeze everything. But at this moment, his face became extremely ugly. At the moment when the sword lights collided, he felt that Yuan Hai was trembling, giving birth to
A strong feeling of fear.
Retreating, Leng Luoxue took more than ten steps back. When he lowered his head, he saw that his hands were trembling, and the tiger's mouth had cracked open, leaving traces of blood.
On the other hand, Qin Pojun's face remained as usual, seemingly unaffected. He put the broken blade on his shoulder and said in a casual tone: "Is this all you have?"
Leng Luoxue's face suddenly turned pale. He clenched the long knife again. A cold air spread over his body, condensing into an ice crystal phoenix in the void.
The sword glow flickered, and in the void, cold air roared, and the ice crystal phoenix turned into thousands of haloes, converging on the long sword, filling the sword glow with a terrifying coldness.
"Go to hell!"
Leng Luoxue's palm suddenly swung out, the sword light pierced the air, and even the space became stiff. The energy of the world shattered into ice crystals, trying to cover the world.
"Jugglery."
Feeling the terrifying coldness of the sword's light, Qin Pojun sneered.
He held the broken blade up unhurriedly, his eyes suddenly condensed, and immediately, a burst of blood burst out. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, a bloody head appeared in the crack of the broken blade.
The head opened its mouth wide and swallowed the sword light in one mouthful.