Chapter 440: Grandmaster of Baoding Town

Rumbling, the void trembled, and there were bursts of ringing, and a hill the size of a house came across the sky.

Master Wu Ya's gaze was fixed, although a thunder ball condensed out of the palm of his hand again, but he did not dare to fight against it. If you want to smash the mountain with one palm, you must at least have reached the level of Xiaocheng with the five thunder palms of Tiangang. He is still a little short of the fire now.

However, the speed of the mountains flying in was so fast, they came across the sky and were suppressed, he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

However, he was not too worried, because directly in front of him, something like a big sun was flying through the sky at a very high speed, the golden light was shining brightly, and the speed was several times faster than the mountain thrown by Chen Tianhe. A striking light trail was pulled out from the night, and it flew there in an instant.

Boom, the dragon pattern Lihuo cauldron thrown by Ye Tian collided with the mountain top thrown by Chen Tianhe, making an earth-shattering sound, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens.

In an instant, the top of the mountain crumbled and rocks fell like rain, but the Dragon Wen Li Huo Ding was unscathed, only the lingering brilliance dimmed slightly.

Not far away, Chen Tianhe went crazy, and overturned another mountain without dying. The cracks in his copper-cast iron-like body became more obvious, like countless gullies criss-crossing on the body surface, and blood seeped out, making one's heart palpitating. He overdrawn the limits of his body time and time again, his body was almost unable to bear it, and he might burst at any time.

His eyes were as red as blood, and his face was ferocious like a ghost, like a demon king coming to the world. At this moment, he was full of hatred and murderous intent, and he could no longer care about himself.

Of course, he had no choice. This is a life-and-death duel, if he dares to relax for a moment, death will come.

Boom!

His tiger's body shook violently, and the Baji "Shake" formula was activated, and a small hill weighing more than 100 tons was lifted up.

"Ah, if I don't kill you, I, Chen Tianhe, swear not to be human!"

The sky-shattering roar shocked Jiuxiao!

When he shook his body again and was about to throw the mountain, he suddenly let out a scream like a slaughtered beast, and the mountain not only failed to throw it, but pressed against him.

The rock under his feet couldn't bear the pressure, and it cracked with a bang, leaving a big hole. The entire mountain is traversed by cracks and may collapse at any time. His body was more thoroughly cracked, the blood flowed like a river bursting its embankment, and it couldn't stop, as if he was being mutilated, bloody and cruel.

On the top of the mountain he lifted, a huge tripod was pressed across it, which added infinite pressure, so he couldn't throw the top of the mountain, but was suppressed by himself.

Ka Ka Ka!

The sound of bones cracking.

Puff puff!

The sound of blood splashing from the flesh.

...

"Ah, I don't!" Chen Tianhe roared like a wild beast, fighting the danger of his body exploding, and destroyed the Baji "shaking" formula to the extreme.

Sure enough, there were some effects, and the mountain was lifted up a little bit.

"Huh?" Not far away, Ye Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if a little surprised.

"This can't be suppressed to death, then I will put more pressure on you."

He stretched out the index finger of his right hand, tapped it lightly, and a beam of brilliance flew out, hitting the Dragon Wen Li Huo Cauldron.

In an instant, the brilliance of the cauldron's body shone brighter, making it even more dazzling, and its volume swelled even further.

"Ah!" Chen Tianhe screamed again, and the mountain that he lifted up fell down again.

His body was distorted unbelievably, with broken bones and tendons,

Blood flowed profusely, already pushed to the limit.

"Ah, Ye Xiao'er, you are too deceitful, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!" Chen Tianhe's eyes were red and he roared angrily.

He is a grand master of the generation, with a net worth of billions of dollars, and one person dominates the other, but he ended up like this today. I can't help but make people shed a handful of bitter tears!

"As a person in martial arts, don't you think it's ridiculous to say these words? Just now you said that you killed more people than I ate rice. Haven't you ever wondered if those people would let you go if they were ghosts? ?”

Chen Tianhe was startled suddenly, and seemed to realize something.

"Why bother, just give up if you can't bear it!" Ye Tian persuaded.

"Forget it, hunt geese all day long, and be pecked by geese in the end! Today, I, Chen Tianhe, admit defeat!" Chen Tianhe's tone relaxed, and he was about to give up.

Just at this moment, a roar came over:

"Where is Ye Xiaoer? Come out and die!"

Accompanied by the sound, four figures appeared in the field, Yan Xiaobai, two servants of the Yan family, and a golden armored corpse.

When the two servants of the Yan family were thrown out of the bus by Ye Tian, ​​they both landed on their heads sadly. Now they look like big-headed dolls, with their upper body, especially their heads, wrapped in three layers of bandages. On the outer three floors, there are living walking mummies.

Ye Tian beat up two servants of Yan's family, and Yan Xiaobai came for revenge. His father Yanhan didn't come, but he brought the golden armor corpse.

As soon as he came to the arena, Yan Xiaobai was stunned all of a sudden. He saw Ye Tian, ​​real Wu Ya, and Chen Tianhe.

"Chen Chen……"

He was stunned in shock, before he could finish his sentence, there was a loud bang, Chen Tianhe's physical body finally collapsed, and it shattered like porcelain. The top of the mountain and the Longwen Lihuo cauldron were suppressed together, and with the sound of heaven and earth cracking, Chen Tianhe turned into flying ash, and even his soul was probably crushed.

"Young master, it's him, you have to be the master for us!"

"Made, I'm going to kill you!"

The two young servants of the Yan family seemed a little careless, their enemies were extremely jealous when they met each other, their eyes were fixed on Ye Tian, ​​and they were about to go up and beat him up with the corpse stick in their hands.

"I'm sorry to bother you. We didn't see anything in fact." Yan Xiaobai was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat, he turned around and was about to leave.

Even Chen Tianhe, who was ranked fourth on the grandmaster list, was killed, how could he, Yan Xiaobai, dare to act fiercely?

Although the golden-armored corpse of their Yan family is a warrior with the fighting power of Wuzong, it can only be compared to the early and middle period of Wuzong, and the existence of the late Wuzong like Chen Tianhe is simply incomparable.

"Young master Yan didn't even say hello when he came, could it be that he looked down on me, Ye?" Ye Tian said with a light smile.

He flipped his palm, and the dragon pattern flew towards the fire treasure cauldron at a very high speed, it became smaller and smaller, and when it landed in his palm, it was only the size of a palm, the aura was hidden, the magic was not obvious, it was simple and unadorned, no different from ordinary tripods.

"ah!"

A scream came out.

A servant from the Yan family swung a stick to kill Ye Tian, ​​but was slapped away by the palm of the real Wu Ya.

The person landed right in front of Yan Xiaobai, with a blood hole in his chest, he was already dead.

Another servant from the Yan family shrank his pupils in fright, and ran away.

This time Ye Tian made a move, and with his fingers like a knife, he slashed in the air, and a blazing white knife light that pierced the sky and the ground came out, carrying the cold murderous aura of withering everything, and slashed down obliquely.

Pooh!

The knife cut into the servant's right shoulder, and cut out from the left hip, and the man was split in two.