Chapter 70 Taking Turns

puff!

Another mouthful of blood was spit out, and the disciple was knocked out, flying out of the battlefield like a sandbag, smashing the ground out of a big hole.

"This... is this defeated?"

"This is too... too fast!" The disciples who were watching the battle obviously hadn't reacted.

They didn't see the splendid mystic arts and secret techniques they imagined, and to be more precise, they didn't have time to display them, and Ye Chen defeated the two true disciples of Renyang Peak one after another.

"Ye Chen, you really deserve to die." On the other side of Ren Yangfeng, another disciple rushed up.

"Yellow Mountain Seal." This disciple is smart, knowing that he is not Ye Chen's opponent, and coming up is a big move.

"I've been killed in the real Yangjing realm, and I'm still afraid of you being a bear child?" Ye Chen was extremely strong, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He smashed the Yellow Mountain Seal with his left hand, and smashed the disciple with his right hand. groaned back. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest Computer: https://

"Body-binding vine technique." During the reversal, the disciple quickly pinched his handprints with both hands.

Immediately, there were many vines on the battlefield, entangling towards Ye Chen like a snake. This disciple is a monk of the wood attribute, otherwise he would not be able to perform this body-binding vine technique.

Zheng!

Ye Chen turned his hand and took out the Scarlet Heaven Sword, and then stepped on the mysterious pace of Speedy Shadow Thousand Illusions. With one sword, he cut off the entangled vines. He killed the disciple in three or two steps, and Ling Tian slashed with one sword. down.

"Tu Dun." Seeing this, the disciple swooped into the ground.

"Get out." With a sharp drink, Ye Chen waved his arm and smashed the mountain directly on the battlefield.

boom!

The battle platform rumbled, and the disciple who had just escaped into the ground was so shaken that it flew out.

Ye Chen was extremely fast, like the wind, and before the disciple landed, he was caught by his leg.

Next, is his usual specialty.

boom!

With the sound of rumbling, the disciple who was caught by his leg was thrown to the ground by Ye Chen. Like the disciples who were thrown before, he almost vomited out of his intestines.

"Another... Another one." Under the stage, many people sighed, as if they were no stranger to Ye Chen's sturdy smashing.

Zheng!

Zheng!

As two sword beams shot onto the stage, a younger brother from Diyang Peak came up.

lb!

lb!

Ye Chen drew his sword very quickly, smashed the two sword beams, and then quickly backed away, because the disciple actually spit out smoke, and the smoke billowed, covering the battle stage and obscuring the sight of the audience watching the battle.

lb!

bang!

hum!

I could only hear such noises coming from the battle platform shrouded in smoke. Needless to say, it was Ye Chen and the disciple who were fighting fiercely. starter

"This is a mist of phantom smoke, I don't know if Ye Chen can break it."

"I heard that the phantom smoke and mist has caused many disciples with extraordinary cultivation to suffer great losses."

"real or fake."

boom!

As a roar came from the battlefield, the discussion under the stage was stopped.

Then, a figure covered in blood flew out, and by the time he landed, he had fainted.

"Yeah, don't look at it, Ye Chen fell to half to death again.

"

Soon, the phantom smoke dissipated, and Ye Chen's figure appeared on the stage.

"Injured." Xiong Er saw a blood gully on Ye Chen's back and a sword mark on his shoulder at a glance.

"Drain him to death." The disciple of Diyang Peak moved, as if he didn't want to give Ye Chen any time to react.

The war resumes.

This disciple of Diyang Peak is stronger than Ye Chen imagined, and the most important thing is that he has a variety of secret techniques, which makes him hard to guard against.

After the disciple was thrown to the death, many wounds appeared on his body.

"Kill!" A true disciple of Renyang Peak rushed forward, and the shot was a big move.

Next, the true disciples of Renyang Peak and Diyang Peak kept rushing to the battlefield.

All of them are ruthless, and they don't leave any room for it. They are all big killer moves, and the further back they are, the stronger they are, and all kinds of secret techniques emerge one after another.

Although Ye Chen has the strength of leapfrog battle, he can't stand so many people taking turns in battle. Every time he defeats a true disciple, there will be a lot of blood marks on his body, and the robe he wears is dyed bloody.

"If you keep fighting like this, you will be consumed to death sooner or later." Xiong Er clenched his small fists and gritted his teeth.

war!

The whole place was filled with Ye Chen's sonorous voice.

He was full of energy and blood, like a little strong who couldn't be beaten to death. His vitality was extremely tenacious. He beat up several true disciples along the way, but he was still alive and well.

what…..!

what……!

Compared with Ye Chen, the faces of the disciples of Diyang Peak and Renyang Peak were much uglier.

They are all Tianjiao disciples of each peak, and they have high hopes. Which one is not the best, which one is not the best, but is beaten by Ye Chen in the condensing state.

The battle situation here has long been passed on to Renyang Peak and Diyang Peak.

"Trash, it's all trash." Ge Hong was furious. It was the true disciple he trained by himself, but he was knocked down by a condensed Qi, which made him angry.

The real Qingyang was not much better. Hearing the disciple's report, he was also furious. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectations. He began to doubt whether the decision to let the real disciple leave the customs ahead of schedule was right.

Compared with Ge Hong and Qingyang real people, Zhong Laodao's expression on Tianyang Peak is very wonderful.

There was a tree with a crooked neck on Tianyang Peak, and he sat there with his hands on his back, cursing and swearing, "I've been practicing Taoism for a hundred years, I'm really blind, a condensed Qi realm! What a talent!"

I have to say, he can see it.

Although his disciples had something to do with Ye Chen, he still taught them well, at least he didn't engage in conspiracies, and he wasn't as petty as Qingyang Zhenren and Ge Hong.

Now it seems that his decision is still very correct. If the disciples are allowed to fight with Ye Chen, God knows how many will come back standing.

"A sin!" Zhong Laodao covered his old face, his heart ached!

boom!

On Fengyuntai, a disciple of Diyang Peak was thrown by Ye Chen again, so that even his own mother couldn't recognize it.

"This is the first number." The disciple in the audience asked subconsciously.

"It's the fifteenth time." Someone sighed.

"The true disciples of Renyang Peak and Diyang Peak were more than half maimed by Ye Chen!"

"But I don't think Ye Chen is much better."

Hearing this, many people looked towards the battlefield.

There, Ye Chen's consciousness was dripping with blood, and the wounds were so many that he couldn't bear to look directly. He almost fell on the battlefield several times, and the two peaks took turns to fight. Really a little lacking.

"Boy, go, if you fight again, there will be an accident." Xiong Er hurriedly reminded the audience.

Ye Chen nodded, he knew his own physical condition, if he fought one after another, and if he kept fighting, he would most likely die on this stage.

What's more, the previous duels were all true disciples from the fifth to seventh levels of the Human Origin Realm, and most of the remaining true disciples were from the eighth level to the ninth level of the Human Origin level, and there were even two. One foot has stepped into the real sun.

Although he believed that he could still be at the eighth level of the Primordial Realm alone, he would have to pay the price of blood, and he couldn't afford it.

With that in mind, he turned around.

However, there was already a disciple on Diyang Peak.

The disciple had a feminine face and held a Lingyu fan. He looked polite, but he had two acerbic lips, and he was even smeared with rouge gouache, which is only used by women. Is this guy a bitch?

"Xu Kang, it's polite here." The disciple in Ziyi didn't start the fight on the spot, but first reported his name, and he didn't forget to bow his hands to Ye Chen.

However, everyone may not have discovered that at the moment when he handed over, a silver needle that was not as thick as a hair had been shot out by him. Although Ye Chen was extra prepared, he was still hit.

Soon, the poison carried by the silver needle quickly dissipated in Ye Chen's body.

Then, his body turned black with the silver needle as the center, and the speed of the spread caught him off guard.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Chen's body stumbled and almost fell.

"The duel between the wind and the cloud, how dare you use poison." Staring at Xu Kang coldly, a cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.