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"Come again." Ye Chen waved his fist and struck again.
"I don't believe it." Bai Yi roared and took action one after another, either with fist shadows, palm prints, or defensive shields.
However, in Ye Chen's eyes, these were nothing. They were swept all the way. No matter what secret method he used, he could not stop Ye Chen's flesh and blood fists.
boom!
With a loud noise, the retreating Bai Yi was grabbed by one of his arms by Ye Chen, and then suddenly swung around and hit the battle platform hard. The hard platform was smashed by him. The humanoid pit is coming.
puff!
Bai Yi spurted a mouthful of old blood more than three feet high, and before he could take a breath, his body left the ground.
boom!
There was another loud noise, and Baiyi's internal organs were thrown out of place, and all the bones and meridians in his body were broken. Even if he didn't die in this battle, he would have to lie in the hospital for three to five months.
"Send you to heaven." Following Ye Chen's wolf howl, Bai Yi, who fainted, was thrown out of the battle stage.
Wow!
The heads of the spectators on all sides raised their heads again, and their eyes followed Bai Yi's figure.
boom!
Soon, there was a loud noise outside the venue, and a huge boulder was smashed into powder by Bai Yi's falling body.
"Okay, another disabled one." The venue was quiet, and it took a long time for anyone to react.
"Nima, the person you least expected to win actually won. This world is really strange." When the first voice sounded, there were voices from all directions.
At this moment, everyone may no longer dare to underestimate Ye Chen.
If Ye Chen was given a bye in the knockout round, it was because of Ye Chen's good luck. If he won the duel with Xue Yin, it might be a fluke, but what about this time? The fourth true successor of the Zhengyang Sect was crippled. Is this also luck? Is this also a fluke
The answer is no. Maybe everyone underestimated this person in the Human Yuan realm from the beginning. His strength is qualified to be one of Heng Yue's nine true successors.
"I have to talk to this guy when I have time." On the seat, old man Zhuge took out the bags under his eyes again, blew out a smoke ring deeply, and then said seriously, "We must take it back and study it carefully. "
"Didn't you just defeat Bai Yi? As for you?" Bi You couldn't help but glance at Old Man Zhuge.
Hearing this, Old Man Zhuge couldn't help but tilted his head, "Biyou! You are just too arrogant. Do you dare to say that you can defeat Bai Yi when you were in the Human Yuan Realm? Do you dare to say that you can last for nearly four times under the attack of the clone phantom? Time? No way! Also, don’t forget that your bloodline is far stronger than Ye Chen’s. Your talent and hers are destined to be at a disadvantage from this battle."
As soon as these words came out, Bi You pursed her lips and couldn't help but became silent. She admitted that she really didn't dare. If she faced Bai Yi in the human realm, she would definitely lose.
On the other side, the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect had already carried the unconscious Bai Yi back. He was so injured that even his own mother could not recognize him.
"Asshole." Cheng Kun, who was sitting on the high seat, once again smashed the table next to him and looked coldly at Ye Chen on the fighting platform. The true disciple who had worked so hard to become a true disciple was beaten by another person in the Human Yuan realm. One is disabled.
"Don't look at me, it's useless to look at me." Ye Chen twisted his neck, "It's not that I'm too harsh, it's that you, a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, can't help but beat me."
"You." Ye Chen's words made all the Zhengyang Sect disciples in the audience suddenly stand up. Their cold eyes and vicious faces almost penetrated Ye Chen's body.
"Come up and fight if you don't accept it." Ye Chen's voice was sonorous and his shout was loud.
"See if I don't kill you." Don't worry, a Zhengyang Sect disciple actually came to kill you, and he attacked from behind.
To say that this guy is out of his mind, he is just anxious to be courteous, but he ignores that this is a three-sect competition, and Wu Changqing has not announced the results yet, which means that the competition is not over yet.
Zheng!
The long sword clanked, like a rainbow piercing the sky, coming towards the back of Ye Chen's head.
No one reacted to this scene. There was actually someone who dared to kill someone on stage, and it was a sneak attack. It was a sure-kill move. This was a violation of the rules of the three sect competitions.
"Damn it." Yang Dingtian and the others stood up suddenly.
"It would be a good thing if we could really kill Ye Chen with one sword." Cheng Kun, who was sitting on the high seat, sneered in his heart.
Although the time was short, Cheng Kun could still give an order to stop it, but he didn't, and he had already thought of a comprehensive way. If Ye Chen was killed, the worst possible outcome would be to execute the disciple who sneak-attacked Ye Chen, and exchange that disciple's life for Ye Chen. Chen Yiming is indeed worth it.
puff!
Soon, the battle platform was splashed with blood. The disciple's unparalleled sword did not pierce Ye Chen's head, but pierced Ye Chen's shoulder. Apparently, at the last moment, Ye Chen escaped the fatal blow. One blow.
"You are so courageous!" Ye Chen sneered. In an instant, his true energy surged, shattering the long sword that pierced his shoulder. Then he stretched out his hands and grabbed the wrist of the Zhengyang Sect disciple.
boom!
The next second, the Zhengyang Sect disciple was thrown to the battlefield by Ye Chen. The disciple vomited blood and almost spit out his internal organs, and his whole body was broken until his muscles and bones were broken.
"That's enough." Seeing the disciple miss, Cheng Kun suddenly shouted loudly.
"Cheng Kun, your disciples of the Zhengyang Sect are really lawless." Yang Dingtian glared at Cheng Kun, "If Ye Chen hadn't reacted quickly, I, the disciple of the Hengyue Sect, would have died tragically at the sword of your disciple of the Zhengyang Sect."
"Fellow Daoist Yang, please don't be anxious. I will give you an explanation." Cheng Kun snorted coldly and looked at the battle platform with cold eyes. "Let him go, Zhengyang Sect will definitely sanction him according to regulations."
Ye Chen did not move, but looked at Cheng Kun with interest, "Dare you ask Master Zhengyang, what do you plan to do with him."
"Do I still need to explain to you how I will deal with it?" Cheng Kun snorted coldly.
"Of course you have to explain to me." Ye Chen looked at Cheng Kun with a sneer, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I might have been killed. As a victim, don't I have the right to know how to punish this person?"
"You." Cheng Kun was speechless. He obviously didn't expect that Ye Chen would be so difficult to deal with, and he wouldn't let go.
He had already thought that even if a disciple of his Zhengyang Sect failed, as the sect leader, in order to set an example, he would severely punish that disciple. But as for how to punish him, naturally the lighter the better, at least he would not let that disciple The disciple lost his life because this was the Zhengyang Sect, and he believed that the people around him would not make him look bad.
However, what he never expected was that Ye Chen would be the first to insist on this matter, which made him quite embarrassed.
"I'm not an unreasonable person." Ye Chen spoke again and shrugged, "Let's be more peaceful. This disciple was also kicked in the head by a donkey, which made him a big mistake. Why don't Zhengyang Sect Master give these two a small amount of money? Comfort me and let this matter be in the past, okay."
"What if I don't give it?" Cheng Kun stared at Ye Chen with a cold look in his eyes.
"That's easy to handle!" Ye Chen spread his hands, and then the other hand had already grasped the disciple's wrist.
puff!
Blood immediately spattered, and Ye Chen actually tore off an arm of the Zhengyang Sect disciple in front of everyone present.
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