well!

Seeing this, Duan Chongyu and others sighed deeply. Ye Chen, after all, could not pass the second round of the dynasty battle?

"Who said just now that Ye Chen had never lost?"

Looking at Yang Tuo standing in the void, Duanmu Yu couldn't help laughing wildly and glanced at Fang Han with disdain. It was a foolish person, with his strength as Ye Chen, who wanted to break through the siege and win the twelfth seat, was simply a fool.

Fang Han's face was covered with a cold look, and he stared at Yang Tuo.

Nie Feng and Xiao Xiao were also full of incredible expressions. Ye Chen failed to pass the second round of the dynasty battle. They could not accept this result and could not believe it at all.

The crowd present had different expressions on their faces, but more were regretful. However, at this moment, Yang Tuo in the void trembled violently, and he spurted blood on the sky, and then slowly fell from the air.

Duanmu Yu's laughter stopped at this moment, and the crowd was also watching the scene in surprise.

Da da!

Suddenly, a subtle sound of footsteps came out from the broken stone door. Then, a slightly thin figure slowly walked out in the sunlight, and finally stood under the eyes of the crowd.

"Prince Duanmu, I have never lost all the way."

The figure walked out of the stone gate, stood in the void, looked up at Duanmuyu not far away, but the faint voice was filled with unparalleled confidence, which made the crowd burst into shock, making Duanmuyu's face flushed and his heart twitched wildly.

The entire space was in a short period of dead silence.

Even a person like Ling Tianchou was staring at the figure in a daze. Ye Chen, hasn’t he been killed by Zhu Hao? How could he still walk out of the Cliff of Jueqing safely?

Apart from that, what happened to Yang Tuo?

Could it be that Ye Chen defeated Zhu Hao in the first battle, and then defeated Yang Tuo in the third battle?

Confusion, full of doubts, filled Ling Tianchou's mind, making him look a little crazy.

He could hardly believe that Ye Chen could defeat two powerful men of the Saint Dao in the early stage of the Ninth Heaven of True Dao and win the last seat with his cultivation level. It was so shocking. It was simply like a dream and could not believe it at all.

There was still silence in the void, and even Duan Chongyu and others were in a daze. Immediately, a look of ecstasy suddenly surged out from the depths of their eyes. Ye Chen was so hateful that he had to be so enchanting at the last moment.

The crowd looked at the slimming figure walking out of the stone gate, and his heart was filled with jealousy. This time, the Qinwu Dynasty actually occupied four major seats and became the biggest winner of this dynasty battle.

Such a thing has not happened for many years, with twelve seats accounting for one-third. The rise of the Qinwu Dynasty seems to be a foregone conclusion.

"I'm so sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Chen slowly walked to the crowd, smiled, and scratched his head awkwardly. This battle was too difficult, almost infinitely close to the brink of death. Fortunately, Ye Chen understood the essence of "The Great Seal of the Holy Soul" before he could defeat Yang Tuo and win the last seat.

"You kid will also feel embarrassed?" Nie Feng rolled his eyes, walked forward, and punched Ye Chen in the chest.

In front of him, Bi Yao's eyes were filled with tears. She retracted her body and hugged Ye Chen directly, making Ye Chen's gaze slightly condense. Then, she gently put her hands on her hands and comforted her softly: "I worry you."

While talking, Ye Chen did not notice Xiao Xiao in the crowd.

I saw a trace of crystal tears on her face, but she did not rush up like Bi Yao, but looked at Ye Chen from afar and smiled with a hint of relief. Ye Chen, he was not dead, that was enough.

Rumble!

Without any warning, halos bloomed above the sky of Jueqing Cliff.

Inside the halo, figures flashed and finally fell steadily in front of the crowd.

These people are all genius young men who participated in the second round of the dynasty battle. Although they did not get a valuable seat, they saved their lives in this battle. They all looked at the blue sky and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

"Fang Yi!"

"Watch the chess!"

"Zichuan!"

Ye Chen saw the three people in the crowd at a glance, and walked up quickly with joy.

The four of them looked at each other and then hugged each other tightly. Sometimes living is already a thing worth congratulations.

Almost all the people from the Qinwu Dynasty walked forward, their faces filled with ecstasy. Some of them came from the Tianyuan Sect, some from the Lin family, and some were from the Yuhua Sect themselves, with different forces, but they were like family members, congratulating and cheering each other, without the intrigue at all.

Duan Chongyu, Wu Zhenzi and Lin Shitian stood not far away, and looked at the harmonious scene in front of him, and nodded with relief. The three major forces were able to put aside their views and sincerely congratulate them together. In the future, one would be in trouble, and the other two would definitely help them with all their strength.

Such a relationship is sincere and even more precious.

And all of this is because of Ye Chen. He is like a bond that closely connects the three major forces, and forms a whole regardless of you and me.

"It is a great blessing to have disciples like Ye Chen in Yuhua Sect. If I had known this, I would have asked Ye Chen to join Tianyuan Sect no matter what. You must know that I would have to let Ye Chen join Tianyuan Sect. You must know that I am his first teacher. His achievements in the Yuan Formation have a military medal." Wu Zhenzi frowned and looked at Duan Chongyu beside him.

"The master leads the door, and it depends on one's personal practice. Ye Chen is very talented in the Yuan Formation Way, but he is even stronger in the Way of Soul. If it weren't for my earnest teachings, he would definitely not be able to beat Yang Tuo. My military medal is heavier than yours, and much heavier." Duan Chongyu rolled his eyes and said.

"I don't like to listen to your words. If I hadn't given the Soul-Surfing Network to Ye Chen, it would be unknown whether Ye Chen could survive the Nine Feather Phoenix. Moreover, I forged the Thunder Flame Bow for him, and the two Hongmeng Spirit Treasures were selflessly given to him. In terms of military merit, I am heavier than both of you." Lin Shitian was not willing to be lonely and immediately said.

The three most prestigious saints of the Qinwu Dynasty, the three old men, fought for a junior, and made the crowd's eyes frozen. They looked at each other and remained silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Does your face hurt?"

Fang Han looked at Duanmu Yu and coldly spit out a word, which made Duanmu Yu tremble all over his body in anger. He was no different from a wild beast now, crazy, gloomy, and full of killing.

But in the end, Duanmu Yu still held back. Even if he took action now, he would not be able to kill Ye Chen. Instead, he would ruin his life. He only hoped that in the third round of the dynasty battle, he could face Ye Chen and then kill him upright.

Unlike Duanmuyu's rage, the faces of the Zhu family were filled with anxiety in the crowd.

They were walking through the crowd, as if they were looking for something, but at this moment, all of their pupils suddenly shrank and they were stunned.

In their sight, among the piles of dead bodies, they appeared a familiar figure, Zhu Hao.
Chapter completed!