Chapter two thousand three hundred and forty-three heavy losses
"Who are you two?" Tian Wenwen looked at Basuid and Yang Jing who were walking over with confusion on his face.
Although he knew Mo Yang, he did not know Basuide.
A hint of helplessness flashed across the faces of Basside and Yang Jing. There was also a circle among warriors.
Obviously, there is only one person in the entire Momen who is qualified to deal with Tian Wenshu, the sect leader Mo Yang. But Ba Suide, Yang Jing and others are obviously far from qualified.
Therefore, they and Tian Wenwen had never even met.
This is also the reason why Yang Jing did not go to Tian Wenshu when Yang Jing was entangled by Luo Qing.
But at this moment, seeing Ye Chen actually starting to fight Luo Qing for her own sake, Yang Jing could no longer hold back, so she could only mention Mo Yang's name, and came over to negotiate with Tian Wenshu, hoping that Tian Wenshu would take Mo Yang's face into consideration
Come on, give Ye Chen a hand.
At the very least, this fight above must be stopped.
"I am Ba Suide of the Momen. This is Yang Jing of the Momen. Senior Brother Tian, we met you once before when you met with Mo Yang, the leader of the Momen. The Blood-Hand Sword Emperor Ye
Chen Nai is our friend, can Senior Brother Tian help and prevent Luo Qing from taking action?" Yang Jing glanced above with a worried face and said anxiously.
"Oh." Hearing that Yang Jing and Ba Suide came here for Ye Chen, Tian Wenwen said with a faint smile on his face, "I understand what you two mean, but whether it's the Ugly King Luo Qing
This Bloody Sword King is also a well-known master in this sea area. If I interfere in their fight at will, wouldn’t I be underestimating the two of them."
While talking, Tian Wenwen smiled and looked at a group of Star God messengers on the side: "Brother Shi Ang, what do you think? Should I intervene in the fight between the Chou King and the Bloody Hand Sword King?"
"Of course not." Shi Ang, who was wearing the robe of the Star God, said with a smile: "Although we are all human warriors, as warriors, we should have the determination to fight to the death. Right now, since the Ugly King and the Bloody Sword Emperor
A fight has already begun, and of course we outsiders cannot interfere."
After Shi Ang finished speaking, Tian Wenwen looked at Yang Jing and Yang Jing with a smile, shrugged and said: "You two, you have heard it, I really can't help you with this matter."
Yang Jing and Basuid looked ugly. As Shinto warriors, they couldn't tell that Tian Wenwen and these Star God messengers were just watching the fun.
In other words, they appeared here simply to see Ye Chen's misfortune.
Right now, Ye Chen is being suppressed by the Chou King, which is exactly what they want to see. In fact, what they are most looking forward to is for the Chou King to directly beat Ye Chen to serious injuries.
With this mentality, how could they help Ye Chen.
"Yang Jing, don't beg them anymore. These people obviously have a grudge against Ye Chen, so there is no way they will help Ye Chen." Basuide sighed and pulled Yang Jing aside who was still planning to plead with Tian Wenwen to intervene.
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Looking up at Ye Chen and Luo Qing, who were fighting each other, Basuid shook his head and sighed: "Now, we can only look at Ye Chen himself."
The battle between Ye Chen and Luo Qing had already attracted the attention of all the warriors on Yingluo Island.
In fact, many warriors already felt that it was a bit inappropriate for Ye Chen and Luo Qing to fight at this moment.
However, most of these warriors are of average strength. Without sufficient strength, they have no right to speak and are not qualified to intervene in the fight between Ye Chen and Luo Qing.
Even the flower king Bai Lan, who had been challenged by Ye Chen, was also among the crowd at the moment, frowning as he looked at Ye Chen and Luo Qing above.
"The Blood-Hand Sword King's strength is even worse than mine. If he meets Luo Qing, he may be in bad luck this time." Bai Lan muttered in his heart, then shook his head and looked elsewhere.
He had no friendship with Ye Chen or Luo Qing, so he was naturally not interested in fighting between them.
Over Yingluo Island.
The figures of Ye Chen and Luo Qing kept intertwining.
Luo Qing used Luo Qing's Luo Sheng Quan with all his strength, and his fierce fist power almost enveloped the entire surrounding space.
What was even more astonishing was that from the force of his fists, there were screams one after another.
These screams reached Ye Chen's ears, causing his soul to tremble continuously, as if he was about to leave his body.
"Luo Qing, the Dragon Transformation Pond is about to open. We are also human warriors. If we are damaged, it will reduce the overall strength of our human warriors, so I think we should just stop here." Ye Chen said calmly.
Although he was confident that he could defeat Luo Qing, at this moment, he was not willing to be cruel.
At present, the human warriors are already at a disadvantage in this sea area. Warriors like Luo Qing who possess magical light will definitely be the backbone in the next battle to snatch the Dragon Pearl.
Therefore, no matter who Ye Chen or Luo Qing is injured at this moment, it will weaken the strength of the human warriors.
However, although Ye Chen's idea was good, Luo Qing's response was a sneer from Ye Chen.
"Isn't it too naive to want to give up at this time? Bloody Sword Emperor Ye Chen, I might as well tell you that today I will not only defeat you, but also kill you here."
A cold murderous intent erupted from Luo Qing's body.
At the same time, pieces of fine scales appeared vaguely on Luo Qing's hands. Luo Qing's hands and arms were already extremely weird, but now with these scales, they looked like the hands of a demon.
boom!
This punch filled with murderous intent struck Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's expression finally changed.
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude." After giving in again and again, but in exchange for this result, Ye Chen felt annoyed and never held back.
The King's Holy Sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand, and the sharp sword light streaked through the void, directly cutting Luo Qing's punch in half.
Moreover, this sword light only dissipated slightly, but it still slashed directly at Luo Qing.
Facing Ye Chen's sword, Luo Qing's expression changed drastically.
"Impossible, how could this happen?"
With a look of panic on his face, Luo Qing raised his arms and used the special arms he had developed from practicing Luo Shengquan to barely block Ye Chen's sword. However, Ye Chen had already struck out with a second sword.
"True Fire Sword."
The sword shadow filled with hot aura instantly passed by Ye Chen and struck Luo Qing's body.
Luo Qing's hands and arms were directly cut with hideous wounds by Ye Chen's sword, and large drops of blood flowed down from Luo Qing's hands and arms.
The blood turned out to be purple in color, not the bright red color of normal people.
His arm was severely injured, and almost half of Luo Qing's strength was lost.
With a frightened look on his face, he no longer dared to face Ye Chen head-on. He suddenly turned around and fled towards Yingluo Island below.
Ye Chen's face was cold, and he looked down at Luo Qing who was running away in embarrassment. With the King's Holy Sword in his hand, he slashed out again without haste.
Above Yingluo Island, endless sword shadows instantly filled the space.
Luo Qing's figure was almost instantly enveloped by the shadows of these swords.
puff!
However, before Luo Qing's figure was completely crushed by these sword shadows, a figure soared into the sky on Yingluo Island and rushed into the countless sword shadows. It disrupted the sword shadows that Ye Chen had slashed out.
Luo Qing, who had been severely injured, was dragged out of it.