Text Chapter 435 Chapter 435

Chapter four hundred and thirty fifth death

The news of Chen Lei and others is almost inquired, and in this hall, the vast majority are some strong people with strange temperament and loners. They walked out of the hall one after another to watch the excitement in front of the Xuanyuan Wuhui competition site set up here, and they happened to also visit this immortal island.

This immortal turtle island has magnificent scenery, towering ancient trees, horned dragon-like vines, waterfalls and flowing springs, auspicious animals galloping, and auspicious birds dancing.

On the Guixian Island, there was a lantern festival at this time, which was full of joy and a lively and auspicious atmosphere.

Long live the birthday of the ancestor of the immortal turtle, but the most important thing on the island of the immortal turtle is the most lively day in the past few hundred years.

And some of the strong people who came to celebrate the longevity of the ancient ancestor of the turtle fairy, most of them brought a few young disciples from their sect to increase their knowledge.

And these young disciples, who can be brought out by the elders in the clan, must be the ones who are usually loved by the elders and have extraordinary talents.

These young disciples are all eyes above the top, arrogant and domineering.

However, on Guixian Island, these people should have also been told by their elders that they should not easily cause trouble. Therefore, even if there are some contradictions, they are very restrained. On the arena, a showdown.

At this time, on the arena of Xuanyuan Wuhui, there are two young strong men, who are fighting, and the scene is very intense.

Chen Lei and others crowded into the crowd and looked towards the ring.

At this time, on the ring, two teenagers, both of whom were extraordinary in appearance, exuded a powerful aura, and fought fiercely.

One of the youngsters was short, but extremely strong. His bronzed skin shone with a metallic luster. Every move would make a violent sound of breaking through the air, with unparalleled power.

The other boy was handsome and extraordinary, with long flowing hair, making him look unrestrained and unrestrained, with a strange charm.

And this young man, with his movements like lightning, made a sinister and cunning attack, and every blow must be aimed at the opponent's vital points, very sharp and vicious.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, this incomparably handsome young man's body changed, and four identical figures suddenly appeared on the ring. The figures swayed around for a while, causing the bronze-skinned young man's eyes to dazzle.

I saw a figure bullying him in an instant, and a finger was placed on the bronze-skinned youth's throat. Immediately, the bronze-skinned youth's eyes bulged, his hands caressed his neck, and he slowly fell down.

The handsome young man swayed with a smug smile on his face, and said, "Who else dares to come up and fight this son?"

This young man, called Yang Yichen, is a closed disciple of a Deputy Holy Master in an overseas holy place. Some time ago, he had been in retreat and practiced, and he missed the grand gathering in Xuanwu Cave Mansion. Come to Turtle Immortal Island to experience.

Yang Yichen's strength is indeed extraordinary. Now that he has won in consecutive battles, including the bronze-skinned youth who was defeated by him just now, he has won nine games in a row. As long as he wins one more game, he will be able to win the preliminaries of the Xuanyuan Wuhui. The qualifications of the seeded players will directly participate in the Xuanyuan Wuhui qualifiers.

Seeing Yang Yichen standing on the ring to challenge, all the teenagers under the ring shook their heads one by one, and no one made a sound for a long time.

This Yang Yichen's strength is really too strong. He has won nine games in a row so far, and every game is easy and comfortable. I am afraid that even seven to eighty percent of his strength will not be used.

None of the many young powerhouses present felt that they were Yang Yichen's opponents.

Therefore, when these people saw Yang Yichen's eyes slowly sweeping over, they couldn't help lowering their heads, not daring to meet Yang Yichen's eyes.

After all, if Yang Yichen felt that he was provoking him and caused unnecessary misunderstanding, it would be troublesome.

Yang Yichen slowly glanced at the young disciples under the ring, like a king inspecting his subjects. He was very satisfied when he saw that everyone didn't dare to meet his gaze. Yang Yichen enjoyed the feeling of being aloof and awe-inspiring.

However, when his eyes fell on Chen Lei, he couldn't help but stop.

In Chen Lei's eyes, there was not the kind of cautious, fearful, and submissive emotions in the eyes of others, but very calm and even indifferent, as if he did not take Yang Yichen in his eyes at all.

Yang Yichen was instantly angry, which made him feel the provocation of his majesty. There are still people under the pressure of his eyes, who behave so indifferently. For such people, he must teach him a lesson and let him know what it means to surrender.

Thinking of this, Yang Yichen stretched out his hand, pointed at Chen Lei, and said, "Come up to me, I want to fight you."

Chen Lei saw that Yang Yichen actually chose himself as his opponent, and when he saw Yang Yichen's angry expression, he immediately understood what was going on.

This Yang Yichen's mind is too small, but his eyes are indifferent and casual, without the reverence and submission in the eyes of other teenagers, this Yang Yichen is about to fight himself.

To be honest, Chen Lei was not willing to take on the challenge. Just as he was about to wave his hand to refuse, Yang Yichen said again: "Boy, don't dare to come up. If you don't agree, I have a hundred ways to prevent you from getting out of the immortal island."

Seeing that Chen Lei didn't want to come up, Yang Yichen actually threatened him directly.

Chen Lei frowned, this Yang Yichen's words were too arrogant, he sneered: "Boy, if you ask your grandfather to come up, does your grandfather have to go up, what are you?"

When Yang Yichen heard Chen Lei's words, his face was gloomy.

Chen Lei's words made Yang Yichen extremely angry, the blue veins on his forehead jumped, and he said: "Boy, don't talk or practice, if you dare to say such big things, come on stage and try, don't act like a bitch. of."

Yang Yichen is extremely handsome, but his mouth is dirty, and his words are extremely ugly and vicious.

Originally, Chen Lei didn't intend to pay attention to Yang Yichen, but this kid is too ignorant to clean up, and Chen Lei doesn't think it will cost anything to clean up Yang Yichen. He only has one thing to worry about, that is, if he hits a small one, will he? Attract the old.

Today, on this island of Guixian, there are strong people like forests, not to mention what realm the ancient ancestor of Guixian has cultivated, even in the hall where he just came, there are dozens of Martial Venerable Level 1 and 2 The powerhouses of the tiers, not to mention the several deputy holy masters of the overseas holy places, each has the strength of the seventh or eighth tier of Martial Venerable, or even the peak of Martial Venerable.

Today, although Chen Lei's strength has advanced greatly, he is still barely able to fight against the powerhouses below the fourth floor of Wuzun.

"Why, I'm scared. If you're really scared, then just kowtow to my grandfather, and I'll spare your grandson..."

In the ring, seeing Chen Lei hesitate, Yang Yichen sneered and sneered.