A thrilling battle ended with the compass turning again.
The war continues.
It's just that the hundreds of battles that followed, although they were extremely fierce, were too dull compared to the battle between Ye Chen and Jiang Hao.
Time passed slowly, and as the fiery battle continued, the night began to darken.
Soon, dazzling spiritual beads rose to the sky from the four directions of Qiankun Pavilion, illuminating the dim world as bright as day.
This is the traditional rule of the outer sect competition. No matter how long the competition lasts, it will not stop in the middle.
In the back hall of Qiankun Pavilion, Ye Chen was lying quietly on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak and unsteady, the blood overflowing from the wound dyed the bed sheets red, and pain appeared on his delicate face from time to time.
During this period, Chu Xuan'er came over, cleared Ye Chen's meridians, injected some healing elixir and left.
It became quiet here.
At some point, a ghostly purple-clothed man appeared in Qiankun Pavilion. This man's face was covered, and what could be seen was that his eyes were either vicious or mean, and there was a cold light flashing from time to time.
After looking around and seeing no one, the man in purple took out a pill, then opened Ye Chen's mouth and stuffed it in.
"Are you going to die this time?" After giving Ye Chen some unknown pill, the man in purple sneered, then turned around and disappeared into the room like a breeze.
After he left, Ye Chen's body trembled violently.
Then, a violent energy swept through his body, and then calmed down again.
Three hours later, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, covered his forehead and sat up. With his overbearing recovery power, his scars were basically healed in just three hours, but his breath was still unstable.
"Little guy, you're awake." On the side, an elder from Qiankun Pavilion smiled gently.
"Elder, is the competition over?" Ye Chen turned over and jumped down from the bed.
"The second round of competition continues."
"Thank you, elder." There was no time to salute. Ye Chen walked out of the room with big steps and headed straight for the competition site.
After he left, the elder of Qiankun Pavilion stroked his beard sadly, his eyes filled with wonder, "This boy's resilience is really terrifying. He recovered from such a serious injury in just three hours. It's weird. It’s really weird.”
good!
good!
At this time, the battlefield was filled with cheers.
The people fighting on the stage were also celebrities from the outer sect of the Hengyue Sect. One was Huo Teng, the first disciple of the Task Pavilion, and the other was also among the top ten in the outer sect. A closer look revealed that it was none other than Zi, the number one true disciple of Diyang Peak. shirt
The two of them were fighting fiercely. They were both ranked in the top ten in the outer sect. The exciting battle caused a lot of noise below.
Speaking of Huo Teng, he should be of the same type as Ye Chen. His fighting style is fierce and domineering. The purple gold hammer in his hand is overflowing with spiritual brilliance and tearing apart thunder and lightning. Every time he takes action, he can knock the purple shirt back with a groan.
Compared to Huo Teng, Zi Shan was in a particularly embarrassed state.
Although they are both among the top ten disciples in the outer sect, Huo Teng's ranking is obviously higher than Zishan's.
boom!
With a thunderstorm, Huo Teng used his secret technique, and a huge purple gold hammer volleyed down in the air. Zi Shi Sui tried his best to resist it, but he was still knocked to the ground by Zi Shi's hammer.
"Hoten, win."
As the voice of Master Daoxuan resounded throughout the Qiankun Pavilion, following Yin Zhiping and Jiang Hao, Zishan, the true disciple, was also defeated and had no choice but to compete again in the resurrection competition.
At this time, with the rotation of the compass, Ye Chen hurriedly walked in from the outside. Seeing that the third round of competition was not over yet, he walked towards his position panting.
Seeing that it was Ye Chen coming back, the disciples around him all expressed their astonished voices.
"You recovered so quickly, your recovery power is so overbearing!"
"It's just that the wound has recovered, but the breath is still very weak."
Ignoring the surprised sounds around him, Ye Chen wiped his sweat and returned to his seat.
However, as soon as he sat down, he saw the strange eyes next to him.
The drunken young man woke up and looked at him up and down with a pair of hazy drunken eyes. He didn't say anything, which made Ye Chen feel uncomfortable all over.
"Boy, do you have real fire?" The young man's next words made Ye Chen narrow his eyes suddenly. Only a limited number of people knew about the secret of his real fire. Even Chu Xuan'er didn't know about it. He didn't expect this drunken drunkard to be able to see through it.
"No." Ye Chen rolled his eyes and shook his head like a rattle.
Well!
The young man huffed, as if nothing was wrong, and then stood up unsteadily. The next words made Ye Chen angry to death, "I'll find someone to test it for you."
Damn it!
Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the young man back to his original position. This guy looked drunk, but in fact he was not a good guy at all. He was competing with Xiong Er who needed a beating. Xiong Er still wanted to do that that day. How about asking Master Huangshi to examine him
He had to drag him back, otherwise his big mouth would not be able to hold the door shut, and soon the whole house would know that he was really hot, which was not what he wanted to see.
"Look at it, admit it!"
"I have it, how about it!"
"Then you know how to make elixirs?" The drunkenness in the young man's eyes dissipated a little, and he blinked at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young man, "A little bit."
"Can you refine the second-line elixir?"
"You ask Xu Fu for this matter, I can't do it." Ye Chen shook his head hurriedly, "I'm just a dabbler."
"It's okay, I have a recipe for elixir and I'll prepare enough spiritual grass for you. Just practice it towards death." The young man took hold of Ye Chen's arm and simply held it by Ye Chen, for fear that he might accidentally let Ye Chen do it. Got away.
"Do you have a prescription?" Ye Chen's eyes lit up when he heard the prescription.
He was an alchemist, and the alchemy recipe was a treasure to him, but even so, he still looked at the young man with disbelief. This guy was very drunk, so it was unreliable.
"Come here, let me take a look." As he said that, the young man opened the storage bag secretly, as if he was afraid that others would see it.
Ye Chen lowered his head, blinked and looked inside, and indeed saw an animal skin scroll, which was densely covered with text, and all that could be seen was the three characters "Ling Yuan Dan".
"You really do."
"This is a pill that nourishes the soul."
The two of them were talking to each other in a very congenial manner, but in the eyes of outsiders, they seemed to be secretly talking, and they didn't think of anything good at first glance.
Above the clouds, the huge sea of Wanbao Pavilion poked Zhong Laodao, who was sleeping soundly in the first seat of Tianyang Peak, and motioned for him to look down, "Old Taoist, what are your disciples Xie Yun and Ye Chen muttering about?"
"God knows." Zhong Laodao folded his hands and closed his eyes again.
boom!
On the stage, with a roar, a disciple from the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion was knocked off the stage by a palm from the Lingguoyuan disciple.
At this time, the second round of the outer sect competition has come to an end.
Soon, the third round of the outer gate competition began.
Buzz!
The huge compass was already turning, and then two rays of spiritual light fell down one after another.
The two auras, as if they had been agreed upon, actually shot in the same direction. Ye Chen, who was chatting happily, and the young man were struck in random succession.
Ouch, let me go!
Xiong Er saw it from afar and subconsciously covered his face.
"Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation." Qi Yue from Lingdan Pavilion couldn't help but rub the center of his brow.
"Ye Chen is super strong, but he's so unlucky!" Huo Teng and the others couldn't help but pat their foreheads.
"What a sin!" Elders Xu Fu from the Lingdan Pavilion, Zhou Dafu from the Lingwei Pavilion, and Pang Panghai from the Wanbao Pavilion all clucked their tongues.
"You unlucky child." Looking at Chu Xuan'er again, she couldn't help lowering her head and rubbing her eyebrows fiercely.
Below, Ye Chen and the young man, who were chatting happily, were looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
What's this, getting shot even while lying down
"It's over now. Ye Chen's opponent is Xie Yun, who ranks first in the outer sect."
"Xie Yun, the number one true disciple of Tianyang Peak, is the real True Yang Realm!"
"Ye Chen encountered all tough things today!"
Listening to the discussions around him, Ye Chen, who was still looking at Xie Yun, tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "You...are you Xie Yun? The one ranked number one in the outer...outer sect?"
"you do not know?"
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