"Boy, your swordsmanship is indeed very strong, but you are still too young to deal with me!" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, swung the long sword in his hand, and instantly cut out a sword light, which collided with Zhao Fan's sword light.
"boom!"
Two terrifying sword lights exploded in the void, and endless power raged.
Zhao Fan took a few steps back, but Ye Xingchen didn't move at all.
"How is that possible?" Zhao Fan looked embarrassed.
"Zhao Fan, you still won't admit defeat?" Ye Xingchen looked at Zhao Fan.
"Don't even think about it!" Zhao Fan gritted his teeth.
But Ye Xingchen shook his head: "Since you don't eat the fine wine for the toast, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"
After saying that, Ye Xingchen flicked his wrist, and suddenly a fiery red sword light shot towards Zhao Fanbiao.
Zhao Fan shouted, holding the long sword with both hands, struggling to resist the flaming red sword light.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
These fiery red sword lights were so powerful that they instantly penetrated Zhao Fan's body-protecting aura and pierced into his muscles.
"ah!"
Zhao Fan screamed and quickly circulated his true energy to expel the sword energy from his body.
On his body, black smoke came out from the punctured skin, which looked shocking.
"Senior Brother Zhao Fan, we are here to help you!"
"Brother, let's help you together!"
When several young disciples saw this, they took action one after another, using their unique skills to attack Ye Xingchen.
"Get away!"
Ye Xingchen's eyes widened, and a majestic power surged, and his body instantly turned into an afterimage, blasting towards these young disciples.
These young disciples felt as if they were struck by lightning. They vomited blood and flew backwards, falling to the ground and twitching all over.
"What a powerful force!"
Zhao Fan's face was full of shock. He knew that he had underestimated Ye Xingchen's strength.
Although he blocked Ye Xingchen's sword light with that move just now, he felt extremely sore all over. Even his internal organs seemed to be trembling. A severe pain spread from his limbs and bones throughout his body. He felt that his body was sore. The meridians seemed to be broken, and it was impossible to mobilize any vitality.
"Boy, what kind of magic did you use? If we work together, we will definitely be able to suppress you." Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain as he shouted.
"You are not worthy of me using any special skills. If you don't give up and continue to provoke me, I won't mind destroying you." Ye Xingchen said coldly.
"Damn it, I don't believe you really dare to kill me!" Zhao Fan looked embarrassed, but he knew in his heart that Ye Xingchen's words were not lies. If he hadn't relied on his level to be higher than Ye Xingchen, he would have been beaten by Ye Xingchen long ago. After being beheaded, how could it be his turn to be arrogant
His heart began to struggle.
Do you have to fight hard
No, if he tried his best to defeat Ye Xingchen, he would still be scolded by his master and master. He did not want to bear this crime. But if you don't fight hard, you will have no choice but to surrender and become a defeated general under Ye Xingchen. From now on, you will not be able to hold your head high as a human being in the sect.
At this time, the other three people had already surrounded him. No matter what Zhao Fan decided, they would not stop attacking Ye Xingchen.
After all, when members of your sect are fighting with outsiders, you have to help no matter what.
"Since you won't give up, don't blame me for being rude!" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly and punched out.
The fist wind roared like a roaring dragon.
"boom!"
This punch hit one of the disciples in the chest.
"puff!"
The disciple spit out blood, and his body was like a cannonball, being blown away by Ye Xingchen's fist wind.
Another disciple was also knocked to the ground by Ye Xingchen's punch and couldn't get up for a long time.
When the remaining disciple saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed and he no longer confronted Ye Xingchen.
Unfortunately, Ye Xingchen had noticed him a long time ago.
"Boom."
Ye Xingchen's figure shook, and he stopped in front of him in an instant, and slapped him with a palm.
This disciple was so frightened that he didn't dare to react.
Ye Xingchen slapped him with a palm, and he was blown away by Ye Xingchen, slamming into the trees in the distance.
And Ye Xingchen, before he got up, stepped on his chest again, making him unable to move, and then Ye Xingchen slapped him on the cheek.
This disciple was slapped to the ground by Ye Xingchen. His mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was swollen, and he looked extremely miserable.
Ye Xingchen snorted coldly: "Didn't you say you wanted to destroy me? Come on, I will let you destroy me now. I wonder if you still have the courage?"
The disciple who was deposed by Ye Xingchen was completely humiliated at this moment. He wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Where could he have the courage to talk to Ye Xingchen again? He quickly begged for mercy: "Ye Shaoxia! Spare my life."
"Hmph! Okay! I'll spare you. I hope you won't help others do evil next time. Ah!!!"
Ye Xingchen had no intention of starting a killing spree at the Gate of Heaven and Earth. After all, it was all caused by a misunderstanding. As long as his innocence was proven, everything would be fine.
However, at this moment, Zhao Fan suddenly came out from behind and punched Ye Xingchen in the back!
"Pfft!"
Ye Xingchen spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell to the ground, hitting the ground heavily.
"Boy, is this your attitude towards our sect disciples? You are so bold! You can't escape today even if you have wings!"
Zhao Fan stood aside with a ferocious sneer on his face. Looking at Ye Xingchen, he felt that Ye Xingchen would definitely die today.
His heart was filled with joy. He wanted to make Ye Xingchen kneel on the ground and wail. He wanted to see Ye Xingchen's sadness. He wanted to make Ye Xingchen's life worse than death.
Zhao Fan looked at Ye Xingchen with a sneer on his lips.
"Haha" Ye Xingchen suddenly smiled bitterly, his eyes were cold, he raised his head and looked up at Zhao Fan, and said slowly: "So you have been waiting for this moment! I didn't expect that a sect like Tiandimen would have such a despicable disciple. ! "
Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He looked at Ye Xingchen mockingly and sneered loudly: "Boy, are you confused by this? When did I become despicable? Yes. You're just stupid."
"I think you are truly despicable and shameless. You used to pretend to be a saint, but now you finally show your true nature!"
Ye Xingchen shouted angrily.
When Zhao Fan heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stared at Ye Xingchen and said coldly: "Ye Xingchen, I'm warning you, it's best not to challenge my patience, otherwise, I won't mind sending you to the West!"
"Haha, are you sending me to the West?"
Ye Xingchen smiled disdainfully, his eyes full of disdain. He looked at Zhao Fan and said coldly: "Then I have to learn a lesson. I hope you won't disappoint me!"
"Boy, you are forcing me to take action, you can't blame me!"
Zhao Fan became angry when he heard this. He stepped forward and punched Ye Xingchen at extremely fast speed.
Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank, and he punched out, colliding with Zhao Fan's fist.