Chapter 106: Towering
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kill!
With a hysterical roar, the purple shirt pounced on like a demon, and screamed with a big seal in the palm of his hand, trying to knock Ye Chen down again.
war!
This time, Ye Chen didn't dodge and retreat, but killed him with a strong force.
Since the violent infuriating spirit was refined, although his wounds have suffered everywhere, his breath has leveled off. The overwhelming resilience of the wild refining body has also allowed his combat power to slow down under his constant hard support. Slow recovery.
Although his combat strength recovered less than 50%, and his wounds left him with only half his life, he had the capital to deal with the purple shirt.
boom!
With one blow, Ye Chen was beaten back.
Thunder Palm!
Opposite, the purple shirt killed again.
Shake the mountains!
Ye Chen, who had just stabilized his shape, did not retreat and moved forward. He shook the mountain with a punch, and the belief of victory would make him fearless.
The resurgence of the war, both were crazy.
Ye Chen, who stood up again, is like a lion who has been asleep and awakening for thousands of years. Although it has fallen down, it is very powerful. The wild body is still running. The pain of tearing makes him forget the pain. Just attack and then attack.
Xuan Guangyin!
Ben Lei Palm!
Jing Xiao Jian Jue!
Teana Sword Formation!
Once started, the two started a mysterious confrontation.
puff!
puff!
The **** side of the war.
This time, not only Ye Chen was hurting, but also the purple shirt was constantly wounded, because Ye Chen's attack was basically a life-for-life game. He hit Ye Chen with a punch, but also suffered Ye Chen's palm. He stabbed Ye Chen, and next time he would face Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen's body is like this, still such a life-threatening play." The bottom was full of surprise.
"You said it all. Your body is so bad, how bad it can be."
"Even if he wins this battle, he is mostly disabled."
Roar!
Roar!
I do not know when the beast roared on the battle platform.
Yes, Ye Chen has again used his domineering melee combat technique. Every part of the whole body has become a combat weapon. Every time he makes a shot, he will be accompanied by the deep and thick roar of the beast.
what…….
The roar of the purple shirt rang through the audience, and he stood up, but at the moment he was the suppressed party. He could feel that although Ye Chen's breath was weakening, the horrific warfare rose sharply.
Such tenacious vitality makes the purple shirt go crazy, a person who has been defeated by himself again and again, but stands up again and again, such a difficult person, he encountered for the first time in his life.
Look at the three disciples who shouted and shook Zhentian before, and now they are all green.
Looking at their master again, his face also became extremely gloomy from a playful smile, and Ye Chen stood up again. This was naked. They hit their faces naked.
"It's disgusting to ignore Bone Bone's back bite." Ge Hong's eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth.
"What the **** is this kid?" Zhao Zhijing's teeth also itched.
"Why did you stand up because of such a serious injury?" Qingyang's face turned pale, and the fist in his sleeve gripped.
Looking at the changing faces of the three men, Dao Xuanzhen was as refreshed as ever.
"Shimei, his presence made me think of someone!" Aside, Feng Wuzhen said something intentionally or unintentionally, and the words were quite profound.
"The brother said the sword king." Withdrawing his eyes from the battle platform, Chu Xuan'er looked sideways to the wind without trace.
Hearing the words, the wind nodded and nodded gently, "Ye Chen's temperament is too similar to him. The talents of the two men are comparable. If they are young, there are three cases in Dachu No. 1 Palace. Ye Chen's little baby can be compared with it. In that year, when Dongling Guyuan battled, the elder of the nine bloodthirsty palace that he killed alone returned to the elders' feathers, deserving the name of the sword emperor. "
"I just don't know if the man who lives in the world is still alive." Chu Xuan'er sighed and raised the sword emperor. In addition to the awe in her beautiful eyes, there was an interesting admiration.
"It's all at the end of the crossbow." Chu Xuan'er meditated, and the wind moaned without a trace.
Upon hearing this, Chu Xuaner hurriedly looked down at the platform.
On the battlefield, Ye Chenchen, the purple shirt wobbled.
At the end of the war, the scenes of the battle between Ye Chen and Jiang Hao were reproduced. The two men were exhausted. There was no more energy in the body to mobilize, and they were unable to perform any kind of mystery.
But Rao is so, both of them are still rushing towards each other, they do n’t use their vitality, and some only have the most primitive hand-to-hand combat. You give me a punch, I give you a palm, and you give me a kick. , I return you a leg.
boom!
With one blow, the two fell to the ground.
On one side, the purple shirt was shaved and covered with eyes, like a ghost.
On one side, Ye Chen was so **** and **** that the battle was still there.
At this moment, everyone was holding their breath. Although such a scene has been seen during the battle between Ye Chen and Jiang Hao, the real look is still eye-catching. The battle has hit now, and at this time, it really begins.
In the spotlight, the purple shirt stood up staggeringly, and pulled out the slanting sword.
On the other side, Ye Chen also crawled up and pulled out the blood-stained Chixiao.
kill!
war!
The hissing sounded, and the two held their swords and swayed to kill each other step by step. Behind them were a series of blood-colored footprints.
At this moment, everyone's heart mentioned his throat.
Under the scrutiny of the two, the two were less than a mile away, and also under the scrutiny, the two raised their long swords in any order.
puff!
puff!
Blood splattered in succession, a purple shirt Yiye pierced through Ye Chen's body, Ye Chen Yijian pierced through the purple shirt's chest.
At this moment, all people are silent.
On the battle platform, the two were standing still, like two stone statues.
Quiet!
Surprisingly quiet!
Everyone held their breath and stared intently at the platform.
After all, someone on the battlefield moved.
It was Ye Chen, who lifted the **** arm stubbornly, pushed the purple shirt away weakly, the purple shirt stepped back, and finally he didn't want to fall down, but he lay on his back on the battlefield.
"No ... it's impossible ..." Without saying a word, blood came out of Zishan's mouth, staring at Ye Chen's eyes, gradually becoming blurred, and soon fell into a fainting.
On the battle platform, Ye Chen stunned for a moment, but he did not fall. He still had the killing sword in his body. His body was covered with blood and long black messy hair, covering half of his **** face.
In such a scene, he was shocked. He looked like a statue and stood there like that without ever falling.
"What kind of person are you?" Murmured, Qi Yue's face was a little pale, and her expression could no longer be described in words. How could she think of the intern disciple who looked down on that day and challenged her shocking bottom line again and again? .
"Outside the door, you deserve it." Xie Yun, who has always been unscrupulous, also murmured, and his face was no longer drunk.
"If we are in the same realm with him, we will undoubtedly lose it." Huo Teng and Xiao Jing were ashamed of each other. A disciple who seriously injured Ningqi could only play 50% of the combat power, but defeated one leg. True disciples who step into the realm of the sun, they confess that if they did, they would never do it.
"Why, why." Those disciples who had grudges with Ye Chen, gnashed their teeth one by one, and looked distorted. Ye Chen's current record made them unable to see any chance of a comeback.
"The idea of killing is too heavy, and it will be difficult to achieve a positive result." Su Xinyue's breath became undulating, and her evaluation of Ye Chen was still the same sentence, and she could not tolerate Ye Chen above Qi Hao.
"Ye Chen, I won again." I didn't know who, and muttered.
This was an extremely **** duel. The original end was no suspense, but it was counterattacked by Ye Chen Jedi. He bet everything on him, and he won brightly, but he won miserably and tragically.
"Are we old?" The vast sea and Zhou Fafu murmured to each other.
"Oh my God! Are you still punishing me for my wrong choice that day?" After Zhong Laodao bowed his head, he clenched his heart fiercely.
"He will surely lead a new era in his years." Dao Xuan real man frowned his beard, and was relieved, "This time the outside comparison gave me the dawn of the new era."
"How is this possible? It's impossible." Ge Hong and Qingyang's real people were bloodshot, and their expressions could be described as fierce.
Ye Chen's rise step by step has once made them regret it, but they are high above them, they cannot tolerate others to challenge their majesty, and they cannot tolerate themselves looking away, even if at this time they do not want to admit that their choice of the day is wrong I don't know if it is regret or anger, which makes them better at killing Ye Chen.
In the sound of the argument, a breeze blowing across the platform, the standing Ye Chen, after all, fell to the sky, but Chu Xuan'er, who was rushed, was in his arms.
