Chapter 9 is ruthless

The audience fell into a deathly silence, and everyone couldn't help but feel a stirring in their hearts, and couldn't help but look at Ye Chen with pity, but it was more of a joke.

The gap between the fifth layer of the first martial arts and the sixth layer of the first martial arts is like heaven and earth, and the inability of the fifth layer of the first martial arts to defeat the sixth layer of the first martial arts has become an unbreakable fact.

"Ye Chen, today I want you to remember that I am something you can't surpass, and Ye Shao is something you have to look up to all your life!" Ye Xing glanced at Ye Tian in the crowd, and said unhurriedly, not paying attention to the battle in front of him at all.

"Your nonsense is as disgusting as your face!" A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Ye Chen said slowly.

As Ye Chen's cold voice fell, on the martial arts training platform, the atmosphere suddenly tense, and the autumn wind blew, rolling up a few fallen leaves, bringing up a cold and killing intent.

However, no one noticed that several black shadows flashed and came to a corner of the martial arts hall, quietly looking at Ye Chen and Ye Xing on the stage, but no one had the slightest intention of stepping forward to stop this funny war.

His palms were slightly erect, and a faint true qi lingered on it, Ye Xing exhaled deeply, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and shot towards Ye Chen like an arrow off the string.

A dangerous arc appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, at this moment, the true qi he still used was only at the level of the fifth layer of the first martial arts, and a pale cyan true qi surrounded the palm of his hand, and he also kicked his feet and slammed towards the ever-expanding figure.

"Bang!" The two of them shot at the same time, the air was shaken and turbulent, the two of them made a ruthless move, the sound of sonic booms in the air was endless, and the air around the two people seemed to be baked by a raging fire, constantly twisting, Ye Xing's face was a little less comfortable and a little more dignified.

"The basic skills are good, but they are just good!Next, I will let you see what strength is!" At the same time, he stepped back, although Ye Xing was a little shocked in his heart, but he still looked disdainful on the surface, and his feet kicked again, turning his palm into a knife, rolling up a fierce might, advancing with his footsteps, and slashing towards Ye Chen's neck fiercely.

Sword palm, a yellow-level primary martial art, after the ordinary bloodline is awakened, it is qualified to cultivate, and this martial art is also what Ye Chen is quite proud of.

The speed and strength gathered and condensed into a suffocating momentum, and even the people watching the battle next to them were intimidated by this momentum, breaking the silence of the audience and causing a commotion, even Ye Tian's eyes flashed a trace of surprise.

The first lesson a killer must learn is to stay calm at all times, even in the moment of death.

At this moment, Ye Chen was so calm, letting the wind blow

In the middle of his face, the hot pain could not shake Ye Chen at all, and the hair in front of his forehead fluttered in the wind, revealing Ye Chen's pair of jet-black eyes, Ye Xing couldn't help but be stunned, at this moment he found that there was not the slightest hint of panic in those jet-black eyes.

At the moment when Ye Xing's palm was about to slash to his neck, his body was slightly sideways, and his right foot kicked out quickly, and then the figure moved backwards as if it were smooth.

With the help of force, Ye Xing snorted, staggered back, and was bounced out by a rebounding force, and the whole figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken line.

The audience was silent, looking at the scene on the stage with a surprised face, Ye Xing actually fell into the disadvantage.

"The reaction is good, then I'll let you see my true strength!" A faint true qi gushed out of Ye Xing's body, and with a cruel laugh, the palm of the knife slashed out again, and the momentum of the palm knife rolled up, rolling the dust on the martial arts training platform together, and slashing at Ye Chen's face with a terrible laugh.

Different from the palm of the knife just now, a faint wind swirl slowly formed in Ye Xing's palm.

The biggest difference between the sixth layer of the first martial arts and the fifth layer of the first martial arts is whether the true qi has attributes or not, and the sword palm at this moment should be called the style sword palm.

The momentum was shrouded, and all the ways of Ye Chen had been cut off, and some of the girls around couldn't bear to turn their heads, while some teenagers were looking forward to seeing the bloody scene where the palm knife fell, and the bloody scene was splashed everywhere, at this moment, in their eyes, Ye Chen would definitely be defeated.

Slowly closing his eyes, Ye Chen kept recalling the scene when Ye Xing came out of his palm just now, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the palm that was getting closer and closer, his right leg was slightly bent, and he stepped suddenly, bypassing Ye Xing's side.

The same single palm was slightly raised, rolling up a fierce momentum, like a lightning rush, past Ye Xing's arm, and randomly hit Ye Xing's chest.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Ye Xing's face that was hit by Ye Chen instantly turned pale and terrifying, as if he had been forcibly pushed away, Ye Chen's body did not move, his feet drew two inch-deep footprints on the ground, and he was pushed straight out a few meters away.

Silence, silence!

All the eyes, after being slightly stunned, were frozen in a sluggish manner at the thin figure, and then a burst of gasps sounded from the surrounding crowd.

That palm was actually the martial art that Ye Xing had just used - the sword palm!

Ye Chen's figure would not stop with the shock of the audience, and his body rushed forward, like an arrow off the string, following Ye Xing's figure.

"Knife Palm!"

The air fluctuated slightly, and an invisible energy burst out, hitting Ye Xing's chest again, Ye Xing was directly shocked to the ground by that huge force, and finally slid out of the blue-gray ground for a few meters before slowly stopping his body, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood was also spurted out miserably.

Slowly stepping out, Ye Chen looked indifferently at Ye Xing who was like ashes under the martial platform, and his calm voice echoed in the field.

"Rubbish, you lose!"

However, everything was still not over, and with a leap, Ye Chen didn't pay attention to the horror of the people around him at all, his dark eyes were full of coldness, and he suddenly stepped towards Ye Xing's chest, Ye Chen's face was flushed with ashes, and blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth crazily.

Ignoring the look of begging for mercy in Ye Xing's eyes, he stepped on it again, and a sound of broken bones followed Ye Xing's terrible screams.

Ye Wan'er's cheeks instantly turned pale, and her mouth kept muttering, "How is it possible!"

The screams pulled Ye Wan'er, who was in a trance, back to reality, looking at the blood stains all over the ground, and exclaimed, Ye Wan'er said anxiously: "Ye Chen, stop it!"

The figure flashed and jumped in front of Ye Chen, but at this time, Ye Chen stepped down again, unheard of Ye Wan'er's words.

"Ye Chen, don't, he's my younger brother, you spare him!" A little moisture appeared in the corner of Ye Wan'er's eyes, Chu Chu's moving appearance, endearing and pitiful, Bei Yan bit her red lips lightly, and looked at Ye Chen's dark eyes with a pleading face.

"And then?" Ye Chen said expressionlessly.

"Ye Chen, you..." showed joy on her pretty face, but in the next moment, Ye Wan'er's face turned pale in an instant.

True Qi gushed out of Ye Chen's body, and a kick flew out, hitting Ye Xing's chest fiercely, like a sandbag, on the hard floor, a shallow trace of dozens of meters long, several white bones, stabbed out from Ye Xing's back, blood, stained the ground...

looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, and then Ye Wan'er roared angrily: "Ye Chen, you madman!"

The hysterical Ye Wan'er in front of her as if she didn't exist, Ye Chen smiled indifferently, didn't glance at Ye Wan'er from beginning to end, and slowly turned around and walked towards Neiwutang.

The young man in the audience looked at the blood foam like a fish bubble flowing out of the corners of Ye Xing's mouth, and the few white bones were exposed to the sun, and then turned his head to look at the young man who was walking towards the inner martial hall, and a chill couldn't help but seep out of his bones......