"This young man actually possesses the True Dragon Martial Spirit." Ye Chen was a little surprised. People who possess the True Dragon Martial Spirit possess endless dragon power in their every move and gesture, and their strength far exceeds that of ordinary strong men. Moreover, this young man in golden robe is very powerful against the True Dragon Martial Spirit.
The use of it is also extremely subtle. It is far better than Fang Li. With one blow, he easily killed the strong man of the Cold Spirit Tribe. It is so strong.
"Sister Baguio, what's wrong with you?" Ye Yao's voice came, a little urgent.
Ye Chen looked back and saw that Baguio's face turned pale, her breathing was rapid, she couldn't even stand still, and she seemed to faint at any time.
"It's okay." Baguio waved her hand, even she herself felt a little weird, and said: "I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of dizziness in my heart just now, and the Netherworld True Dragon Martial Spirit in my body was also a little uncomfortable.
My control seems to be bursting out of my body."
"Martial spirit is not under control?" Ye Chen's eyes solidified slightly. Martial spirit comes from the depths of the cultivator's soul. Its essence is the soul. His own soul is not under his control. It has to break out of the body. How can he survive?
Weird, he had never heard of it.
It didn't take long for Baguio's face to return to normal, and he said softly: "It's okay now. I guess the fight just now was too fierce and it was a little affected."
"When I get back, I'll ask Mr. Xue to take a good look at it for you." Ye Chen was still a little worried, but there were too many people here, and it was inconvenient for Mr. Xue to come out, so he had to go back and talk.
At this time, the golden-robed young man over there had withdrawn his True Dragon Spirit, and his aura was still domineering, making the strong men of the Cold Spirit Clan look angry. Ye Chen had already made them murderous, and now
Another domineering young man has arrived. If he doesn't take action, I'm afraid the Hanling Tribe will never be able to gain a foothold in Binghua Continent.
"All take action, swear to kill this person." These people roared in unison, their bodies flashed, and terrifying cold air erupted, and they rushed towards the golden-robed young man crazily. The cold light filled the air, and even the moonlight was frozen, and the entire space became
It has become a world of ice and snow.
"You trash can still want to kill me?" The young man in gold robe sneered again and again. He raised his hand and a spear appeared in his palm. The head of the spear showed a golden color. As he waved it, it was like a golden wheel coming, and it went straight towards him.
Got the crazy crowd.
Puff puff!
The spear light was as sharp as a blade. The moment it came into contact with the cold air, it penetrated through the cold air as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. It penetrated the bodies of those strong men of the Cold Spirit Tribe with great accuracy. Some of them even wore sturdy clothes.
Heavy armor, without exception, was stabbed to death with one shot.
Accompanied by wailing sounds, the strong men of the Cold Spirit Tribe fell from the mid-air and died one by one. Their faces were filled with fear before they died. They couldn't believe that they died like this, and it was difficult to rest their eyes in peace.
"Hua Chenyang, all the bastards around you are dead, take action, let's have a hearty battle tonight!" After killing all the strong men of the Hanling Tribe, the young man in golden robe once again invited Master Chenyang to fight.
"You and I have traveled thousands of miles to come to Binghua Continent with the same purpose. A battle is inevitable in the end. If we fight to the death now, I'm afraid we will only benefit some people." Young Master Chenyang pointed at the gentle young man beside him, and his tone was somewhat
Weird and strange.
"After I fight you, I will naturally invite him to fight. I want to fight both of you." The young man in gold robe still refused to give up.
"Madman!" Mr. Chenyang was a little impatient and ignored the golden-robed young man. His figure flashed and flew towards Ye Chen.
"Hua Chenyang is nothing more than that, a guy with a false reputation." The young man in gold robe mocked. Seeing that Master Chenyang was still unmoved, his face turned gloomy and he wanted to take action, but he thought of what Master Chenyang just said.
Then it stopped again.
"When I get the treasure, I will fight with you again." After the words fell, the figure of the young man in golden robe disappeared and left.
At this time, Young Master Chenyang walked slowly in front of Ye Chen, looked him up and down, and said in a cold tone: "You have good strength, but it is impossible to kill eight strong men. It seems that you are behind
There are also strong people helping me, so I have a lot of background.”
Young Master Chenyang knew Ye Chen's cultivation. In the early stage of the Second Heaven of the Holy Path, no matter how talented he was, he could not easily kill eight strong men from the Hanling Tribe. He felt that Ye Chen had sought help from others to survive.
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"Whether I have a strong person to help me or not, what does it have to do with you?" Ye Chen sneered, making Master Chenyang reveal a sneer.
"Ants are just ants. You have to step half-foot into the gate of hell to realize how humble you are." The hot woman was as sinister as a snake, her eyes fixed on Ye Chen. She still remembered the scene in the restaurant and wanted to do it with her own hands.
Kill Ye Chen.
"The famous Hua Chenyang refused other people's invitations to fight, just to bully others and gain prestige." A voice full of sarcasm sounded. The speaker was the gentle young man who had never spoken. This made Ye Chen feel
After being stunned for a moment, this gentle young man took the initiative to help him for the second time, and even did not hesitate to offend Mr. Chenyang.
"This son is domineering by nature and has verbally abused me. This has nothing to do with his strength. It is purely for his personal dignity. Brother Qi, please don't interfere." Mr. Chenyang replied lightly, with a hint of resistance.
"Be kind to others when you win them, Hua Chenyang, I know very well what kind of person you are." The gentle young man's tone also became a little gloomy, and at the same time he also made his position clear. This Ye Chen, he has helped.
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"Okay, since Brother Qi must help him, then I will take a step back for your sake. If he can block one of my moves, then the grudge between me and him will be wiped out."
After saying that, Young Master Chenyang directly released the Burning Sun Martial Spirit. The hot breath pressed down and actually melted the ice that had not melted for thousands of years in the Tianshuang Mountains. At the same time, it also oppressed Ye Chen's body, as if he could feel it at any time.
They will burn him to death.
"Shameless guy, who is domineering?" A trace of anger flashed across the eyes of the gentle young man. This Hua Chenyang took action as soon as he said it, without giving others time to prepare. It seemed that what he said was destiny, and everyone was destined to do it.
To comply.
If he hadn't stopped him just now, Hua Chenyang would definitely have taken action without any scruples and wanted to kill Ye Chen here.
"I gave him a chance to live, but he didn't seize it because he was incompetent. Death is not a pity for those who are incompetent." Young Master Chenyang responded coldly, finding a justifiable reason for his action.
"It's not a pity to die." Ye Chen smiled faintly, his eyes turned as dark as ink, and said coldly: "Then I want to see how you can kill me with one blow."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Mr. Chenyang felt that he had been underestimated. The Fierce Yang Martial Spirit was trembling, and every ray of light contained the power of the Extreme Sun, pressing towards Ye Chen, making him feel like he was facing him.
It felt like a real scorching sun, the space was being burned, and it even started to crack with tiny cracks.
However, Ye Chen did not have any intention of quitting. On the contrary, he felt that his whole body was getting excited. He had such a strong spirit power and such a strong opponent. Only when he faced such a strong person could he feel comfortable and be able to inspire his own strength.
potential.
"Come on, let's have a good fight!" Ye Chen shouted in a low voice. He suddenly felt that his head was empty, as if he had entered a strange state. His palm suddenly shot out, and the Black Devouring Martial Spirit bloomed, but it did not shoot out.
It was floating above his head.
The dark brilliance was churning, and the Black Devouring Martial Spirit seemed to be burning. It suddenly disappeared under the attention of everyone, and in its original position, a demon lotus, a nine-petal demon lotus, appeared.