come to the heavens

The fist smashed into the crystal net formed by the sword energy, and sparks exploded like fireworks in an instant, rushing to a height of more than ten meters. In the sky filled with fireworks, a blade of the sword quietly passed through the sword net and stuck to the artery of Ye Chen's huge fist and wrist Turning around, there was a piercing sharp sound, and a ring of fire lit up on the wrist.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Chen sighed in admiration, his clenched fist shook violently, the void buzzed, and the sparks of sword energy around his wrists extinguished in response, his five fingers spread out and he drew forward, the indestructible crystal sword energy condensed in the air was like a silk net He was also grabbed and pulled by him, causing countless shattering sword auras to burst out.

Putting five fingers together and rubbing together, the crystal sword energy was pinched into nothingness, and the claws turned into palms, Li Mingyang felt the whole world turned upside down, and a terrifying pressure that he had never seen before pressed down on him.

He pursed his lips tightly, and the sword in his hand was as fast as lightning. Every blow hit the void, leaving a little bit of starlight. In less than a second, hundreds of swords were fired in front of him, and hundreds of sword lights were scattered in front of him. A cry of 'coagulation! 'All the stars and swords rose sharply, turning into a meteor shower and shooting into the sky.

But just less than one meter away, the air wall formed by Ye Chen's palm has been blasted down, and countless meteor sword lights explode like fireworks, but they are instantly annihilated like sparks being submerged in water.

Chapter 232 One Punch Opens Mountains

But Li Mingyang took this opportunity to float back more than ten meters away, and felt something scraping in front of him, like an invisible iron plate falling in front of him, and the ground more than ten meters in front of his toes sank for nearly one meter. The ground cracked, and the turbid smoke was suppressed before it rose.

Li Mingyang's hair was blown upside down by the violent wind, but his heart felt like falling into an ice cave. Ye Chen was crushed by such an unreasonable force, and he couldn't resist it at all.

His title of Wusheng Sword Master means that his superb swordsmanship has reached the level of holiness, but in terms of cultivation, he is the worst of all the great masters. Facing other masters, he can easily defeat them with his extraordinary swordsmanship. He is a little powerless to prove the metamorphosis of breaking the void with strength.

"It's so perverted, you can't even shoot through your eyelids, and you're spanking!"

Seeing Ye Chen punching down again, the violent air column directly plowed the ground into a U-shaped groove that was ten meters long and half a meter deep. He pulled back and floated back more than ten meters, stretched out his hand and shouted:

"Stop fighting, I admit defeat!"

Ye Chen clenched his fists for a while, a hint of ferocity appeared in his eyes, and said:

"It hasn't been decided yet, you haven't lost!"

Li Mingyang was keenly aware of the murderous intent in Ye Chen's eyes, cursed the pervert in his heart, and said:

"I'm just entrusted to come here, I don't want to care about the grievances between you and Wuxiang."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ye Chen laughed loudly, and said coldly:

"Come and kill if you want to kill, and leave if you can't. I, Ye Chen, am really so easy to bully?"

After speaking, the clenched fist shook, and it was punched out directly. The violent air column crossed the sky, and the void was twisted and folded like ripples.

Li Mingyang's expression fell on the spot, and he snorted coldly:

"I don't want to do anything because I'm afraid of you. I really think I can't kill you?"

As soon as the words fell, white light suddenly lit up in his eyes, and a cold light appeared in his pupils. It was an incomparably small sword light. As he opened his mouth, a dazzling white light flew out of his mouth. Gone.

Ye Chen only saw Li Mingyang open his mouth and spit out, a black straight line was cut through the void in front of his eyes, and it was shot towards him as quickly as lightning. Even with his current perception and reaction, he couldn't see clearly. He only felt his eyes blur and his chest blur. As soon as it hurt, a sword light passed directly through the chest, and a stream of blood spurted out from the back.

"Flying sword?"

He quickly reacted and turned around quickly, clenched the sand bowl-sized fist in his right hand tightly, and smashed it down hard.

"boom!"

A cloud of milky white sonic boom exploded violently on the fist, and streaks of black lightning danced around the fist. Looking carefully, it was not lightning, but a small crack formed by the void being shattered by him, which looked like black lightning.

The power of his punch has reached the level of shattering the void, and under his restraint, the power is concentrated in a small area, the power is more concentrated and terrifying, but the power of the flying sword is faster, piercing the chest as he expected And then circled around and shot back, he punched out just right.

"Boom!"

A deafening bang exploded, the veined fist collided with the flying sword head-on, like a comet hitting the earth, a ring formed by terrifying air pressure spread vertically around the two people, this force is so As big as it was, a deep crack three to four meters deep was blown out under his feet, extending to a distance of nearly ten meters as the ring expanded. The violent hurricane swept across, and the fist-sized stone was blown into the distance.

Ye Chen swayed in the gust of wind, groaned and stopped his figure without taking a step back, but the raised fist was dripping with blood, and the flying sword had disappeared, and Li Mingyang's face was pale not far away. Terrible, looking at Ye Chen's eyes is like looking at a monster, and the sound transmission to Tianjue Seng Wuxiang is directly roaring:

"You are watching a show, you are still not doing anything?"

After speaking, he took a deep breath, two sword lights appeared in his eyes again, and another dazzling sword light flew out as fast as lightning when he opened his mouth.

And at the same time, Tianjue Seng Wuxiang finally moved. He took a deep breath with extreme heartache, the look in his eyes disappeared like a tide, and he turned into the indifferent and ruthless golden body of Buddha again. The huge shiny fist struck down a distance of more than ten meters.

The two great masters of descendants used the kung fu to press the bottom of the box at the same time. Ye Chen didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, but with soaring arrogance, he turned to face Tianjue Seng Wuxiang with a big smile and punched out.

The dazzling sword light sliced ​​through layers of space and passed away in a flash. The speed was terrifyingly fast. That's why he chose to face the monk Tianjue instead of blocking the sword energy. His muscles tensed, and he felt a pain in his body, and the flying sword pierced his body again.

But this time he was prepared. He squeezed the muscles comparable to divine gold with all his strength. The muscles in the back can't pass through the body.

At this moment, Tianjue Seng Wuxiang's Buddha punched down from the sky. Ye Chen ignored the shaking flying sword in the muscles of his back, and mobilized all the strength in his body, blending with determination and burning fighting spirit. In the fist, there was no return to the past.

"Crack!"

It's like opening up the world, and it's like the sky and the earth are splitting. Under the shock and gaze of more than a dozen Buddhist masters, the saintess of Cihang Jingzhai, and the great Taoist masters around, the earth between Ye Chen and Tianjue Seng Wuxiang began to crack. Two indescribable forces collided head-on, and even the ground couldn't bear it. A crack in the ground between the two separated at an extremely fast speed, extending to the left and right. In less than two seconds, it turned into a strip with a width of nearly one meter and a length of more than [-] meters. [-] meters deep, the bottom of the crack cannot be seen.

And this is not over yet, a few seconds later, the earthquake intensified, and there was a rumbling sound from the depths of the huge crack, as if an earth dragon was about to roar up from the depths of the ground. It began to sink slowly, and the crack also slowly widened and elongated.

In less than 30 seconds, the width of the crack had exceeded ten meters. Only then did Ye Chen realize that the result of the two people's all-out blows and confrontation was that Shengsheng split the mountain where Sanlunzong was located in half. The mountain was cracked and slipped down from the main peak.

In the distant mountains and forests, a large number of birds slammed into each other in panic, some flew into the distance, and some circled in the air and made bursts of chirping. Columns of smoke shot up into the sky, like the end of the world.

Looking at the ugly expressions of the Buddhist monks, Ye Chen wiped the blood from his chest. Just now, he hit the wound with all his strength and the wound burst. In addition to the sword of Wusheng Sword Master Li Mingyang, he suffered serious injuries. This is due to his physique. It's too powerful, if someone else is pierced through the chest with a sword, or a sword with the power to shatter the void passes through the chest, those who have died long ago cannot die again.

Chapter 233 Strategic Retreat

Although it's nothing serious now, his combat effectiveness has been affected to some extent. In order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, he decided to take shelter for a while, and laughed loudly:

"Grandpa got hurt a little today, go to heal first, and come to play with you when he's done."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and jumped into the landslide mountain where the smoke and dust were soaring into the sky.

Watching him disappear, all the Buddhist masters looked at Tianjue Seng Wuxiang, none of them dared to chase after him, they only hoped that the great Buddhist master would make a move.

The monk Tianjue looked at Li Mingyang, the Wusheng Sword Saint, and the other party curled his lips and said:

"Don't look at me, I won't participate in the back, it's the best of humanity to help you once, this guy is too perverted, even the sealed True Yang Sword Qi can't kill me, what can I do."

He returned the sword sheath to his shoulder and turned around, saying:

"Listen to my advice, find a chance to make peace, or you may be involved in it yourself, you should have this experience yourself, you are no longer his opponent with the power you don't have to carry, and the power you carry with you is no longer his opponent. One less time, and when it runs out, you will die."

After speaking, he walked to the edge of the mountain road and jumped directly, floating away like a volley.

The expression of the Tianjue monk behind him kept changing, like anger, unwillingness, and helplessness, and finally turned into a sigh, turned around and cupped his hands to the concubine Xuan:

"Also ask the fairy to build a bridge for us, and that..."

He paused before saying:

"Make peace with Mr. Ye, my Buddhist sect is willing to make an apology to resolve this grievance!"