On stage, off stage.

The feeling is always different.

For the disciples Chengtian below, I want to watch jokes, just like the local bun who entered the Houmen family. Although he didn't say it, many people were looking forward to making some fools and could talk a few words by the way.

But most people are expecting it.

After all, can the person who kills Ye Lingxuan with one sword be ordinary?!

Of course, most people are in a mood and are always in a state of uncertainty.

Yun Chegai was overwhelmed by all the geniuses, and it was hard for anyone to match his abilities. He was more or less looking forward to whether someone could pull this peerless first person down from the altar.

But, paradoxically, I was worried that this secular emperor would slap the sect in the face and tell them with facts that the sect could practice hard, subdivided, and deep, and could not do anything.

In the court, everything is plagued by, and the world is bound to beat you, the disciples of the sect.

However, I felt that my thoughts were too complicated, and everyone shook their heads and pressed them down again. Fortunately, they didn't think about it. They all looked at the ring and waited until the final conclusion was finally made.

Yu Shu is more nervous than anyone else.

His own men are obviously invincible, but they are underestimated. They always think that they can teach these people a lesson and let them know the depth and strength.

"After today...!"

Yun Che stared at Chen Chujian, about to speak nonsense.

Chen Chujian interrupted casually, "If you come up just for a nonsense, then you should shut your mouth just now."

Fight, not fight, a happy word.

Clean and neat.

With a arrogant challenge, standing on stage, who can hear so much nonsense about you?

Worship Point from Gongsun Wan'er +30

Worship Point from Yueqing Language +40

Worship Point from Xiao Ling'er +30

...

The eyes of women from various sects below cover brilliant colors.

They can't think so much.

Whoever slapped in the face or covered the head has nothing to do with them. They only care about who is more amazing.

Very simple, but much more realistic.

"good!"

Compared with Chen Chujian, Yun Che also believes that he is indeed a bit artificial.

He said "Okay", and his momentum rose sharply.

The true energy of the third level of the Spirit Sea was like a vast sea, bursting out, sweeping across the audience, rolling up cold winds, forming a frenzied and terrifying storm, and the bombarding void buzzed.

Many geniuses were shocked in the audience.

Especially for those who have challenged Yun Che just now, what is hard to hide is shame.

Compared to the previous showdown.

Only then did Yun Che show his true strength.

Before, I had never tried my best to fight them.

Oh, it's a winning person, I'm disdainful.

A defeated person is frustrated and humiliated.

Elder Zhu nodded secretly and affirmed Yun Che's talent, because in terms of the thickness of the true essence, it is enough to show that Yun Che's dantian has been broader than others and has stronger potential.

Being the first person is well deserved.

Chen Chu didn't move, but Yun Che moved.

The fist seal was like a dragon, mixed with dragon roar, and a giant dragon shadow hovered up from him, soaring into the sky with his movement.

In an instant, the fist turned into a dragon's head, causing the void to twist, and smashed the door of Chen Chu's meeting from the air.

The speed is extremely fast and the fist is heavy and fierce.

This is the middle-grade spell of Chengtian Sect, the Dragon Breaking Fist.

Sky.

What many people pay more attention to is that a fist print was also smashed in the sky.

If you don't pay attention, you will definitely lose.

Chen Chujian raised his hand and slapped it away, like sweeping away dust. The dragon's head collapsed and the fist exploded. All the madly domineering momentum were all covered.

Yun Che wanted to retreat.

But the slap was countless times faster than his punch, swept across his arm, bringing a wind, and blasted across his face violently.

Slap in the face and fall down.

Bang.

So loud, just.

Yun Che's face tilted and his momentum was stagnant.

rub!

Yun Qianshang, who sat firmly as Mount Tai, suddenly stood up, like a sharp sword that had been sharpened for many years.

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, and their breathing stagnated for a moment.

Boom.

The fist marks falling from the sky were blocked by a layer of "squeaking" lightning shield.

If a heavy hammer hits the gate, it makes a thick echo.

Yun Che's momentum stagnated for a moment, and then suddenly rose a few more pieces.

Falling in the valley, the wind and clouds are in full swing.

"Chengtian's sword."

When Yun Che shouted, his body was like a sword mountain, like a summoned by a peerless sword immortal, and sword energy left his body.

The sharpness and unstoppable are circling in the ring.

It was like returning to the sheath, and it was nailed from all directions toward Chen Chujian.

Several layers of thunder covers were released on Chen Chujian.

This is the heavenly emperor's aura of the "Heaven Emperor's Sutra".

Chen Chushen didn't know how powerful he was, but Yu Yunche's humble tricks were hard to hurt at all.

Chen Chujian's hand was not retracted.

After slashing across Yun Che's cheek, it suddenly turned back.

Yes, I still want to smoke.

Yun Che's warm face suddenly became sharp, and the sword energy rushed out of his body and strangled the hand.

However, when the hand brushed by, the sword energy was completely destroyed.

Just like you are so arrogant, what's wrong? I brush my sleeves and the world is peaceful!

For Wang Jian, Youya, Yushu and others, they were not surprised. Before, He Ming Linghai's first level magic weapon was still broken by a blink of an eye, let alone a sword energy.

But Fu Tian and others were so shocked that they were sweating.

Bang.

It's crisp again.

But this time, Yun Che not only had his face tilted, but also staggered back, and his left and right faces were slapped, which was considered to be Yu Shu's request.

It's rare to be silent.

Yun Qianshang's fist was clattering, and a trace of ferociousness and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Today is his son Yun Che, the day he entered the marquis's door, and no one can destroy it?! No!

Yun Che's face was burning and painful.

On the other hand, Chen Chujian still held the sword sheath with one hand, and his body and feet were still moving. He defeated him twice with just one hand and slapped him twice.

shame!

Yun Che's heart hurts more than his face.

Worship Point +30

Worship Point +50
To be continued...