Vol 8 Chapter 48: : Next, who? [Third more]

Chapter 48: Next, who? [Third more]
The fourth day is more complete. Alas, in the cold winter months, I stay up late every day and write one or two points. This is not a person's job. My hands and feet are frozen. Poorly without air conditioning. !!
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In the intense competition, day after day, the next day, many geniuses gathered on the top of Xuanyuan Mountain.
With the instructions of the old man in purple clothes, six players such as Ye Chen and Huang Feng came to the center of the audience, and the biggest one stood in turn, waiting for the old man in purple clothes to talk.
Ye Chen looked downstairs, and in the auditorium below, the crowd was crowded with black crowds, and there were people watching from the hillside in the distance. Although there were no seats, there was no need to pay the viewing fee.
In the distance, 18 eliminated talented players sat in the rest area and looked at the six people who enjoyed everyone's attention. They were gloomy, some clenched their fists, full of anger, and their eyes were cold and looming.
At the shrine behind the mountain, there are several high slopes, which are covered with indifferent clouds and mists, and there are some people shaking, watching the crowd on the battlefield.
After several layers of selection, the genius of the 72 peak island will enter the final battle!
"Below, it's time to challenge freely!" The old man in the purple shirt looked around and said, "Who, the first one to challenge!"
"I!"
"I!"
"I'll come first!"
The sounds below were almost indiscriminate.
The old man in the purple shirt looked as usual, raised one of the white shirt teenagers, and calmly said, "Which one of Huangbaijing on Xiyue Island, who do you challenge?" His voice was calm, but he had unquestionable majesty, which made many contestants dare not Loud.
Ye Chen's eyes gazed up. Most of the power of the old man in the purple shirt reached the realm of divine spirit.
At this time, the selected young boy in white took a step, his body hung up, looked coldly at Ye Chen on the stage, and said arbitrarily, "I want to challenge him!"
Ye Chen frowned slightly.
The old man in the purple shirt took a look at Ye Chen and nodded: "Okay! Then ask the other players to retreat and wait for the challenge!" Then, take the lead to withdraw from Wutai. If there is a glance at the clouds in the distance, there Inside, it seemed as if there were a few holes in the eyes to watch the fire and see everything in the audience.
After the old man in the purple shirt left, the others also withdrew. Huang Feng told Ye Chen: "Come on!"
Ye Chen nodded slightly.
Huh!
In the distance, Huang Baijing flew in and landed on Wutai. He flipped the palm of his hand and slid a spear down, pointing away at Ye Chen, his eyes were cold, with a bit of arrogance: "With you 36 islands in the open sea Person, dare to occupy the third place and give you a chance to roll yourself down, I won't hurt you! "
Ye Chen hadn't spoken yet, and several convenient angers rang out.
"Dirty thing!"
"This piece of fat was taken by him!"
"hateful!"
In the genius rest area, seven or eight people saw that the old man in the purple shirt chose Huang Baijing. At that time, he did not dare to say much. When the old man in the purple shirt left, he immediately scolded and did not hide his voice, making some powerful people listen. clear.
Huang Baijing sneered, then looked up at Ye Chen, and said arrogantly, "Go ahead!"
Learning the breeze, blowing Ye Chen's black hair ...
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Huang Baijing. There were no emotions in the dark eyes. For example, when looking at the cold dead object, he carried his back with one hand, stepped out, and walked towards Huang Baijing. It's like fighting.
However, the old man in the purple shirt in the distance fell into Ye Chen's body and saw that his pace was steady. With every step he took, his whole body was full of energy, and his momentum increased sharply by one point. As he walked, Ye Chen's whole body's clothes were filled with smoke-like redness, which gradually raised the temperature of the audience ...
Huang Baijing, who was sneering at the corner of his mouth, suddenly calmed down, slowly clenched the long gun in his hand, and was ready to go. The majestic strength in his body was condensed at the tip of the gun, with a sharp chill, three inches off the ground. But pierced the ground, showing that the power is strong!
Ye Chen looked at Huang Baijing coldly, slowly raised his palm, and concentrated his strength on the palm, slowly gathered a flame sword. In his whole body, a blazing flame was burned, and the ground beneath him was gradually melting. ...
Huang Baijing's face changed slightly. In his eyes, every time Ye Chen took a step, his body seemed to become a little taller. Until the end, he was like a giant, covering the sky and covering the sun, with a magnificent momentum, which caused his own small heart to rise. Tighten your teeth, knowing that you can't drag on anymore, the figure moves and rushes towards Ye Chen!
Huh!
The ground in front of Huang Baijing burst suddenly, and a fire dragon emerged from the inside and attacked Huang Baijing's chin. This sudden scene surprised him. I do n’t know when Ye Chen had melted the ground and was on the stage. I made hands and feet, quickly got up, leaped high, waved a spear, and blasted the fire dragon's head, stirred it slightly, exploded with strength, and tore the fire dragon apart!
Ye Chen looked at Shaoqiang and knew that this person already had the second-order combat power of Wang Pin. He clenched his sword, the ground burst under his feet, and a magma dragon rushed out, holding him towards Huang Baijing!
"Huh!" Huang Baijing sneered, his gun held tight, and his eyes became extremely focused. "Millions, thunder!" With the sound of a low voice, there seemed to be a thunderous surge in the entire sky. , In fact, the extremely fast speed, dancing up, brought the shadows of the sky, and stabbed Ye Chen bang!
This shot captured the sky and the world with great power and power, and Ye Chen's madness was blown backwards. His eyes grew colder and he took a step forward. The flame and the sword in his hand were extremely strange. Posture, welcomed.
boom!
The whole platform shook violently and broke apart. Immediately, Ye Chen and Huang Baijing stepped back and looked at each other. Huang Baijing was full of shock. He didn't expect that his strongest move was blocked by Ye Chen so easily. He immediately put down his contempt and looked at the opponent seriously.
"Rock, burst!"
Ye Chen looked as usual, raising his hand and holding a hand, the numerous magma in the battle platform below suddenly flew up, permeating the whole world, staining the sky with blood red.
boom! !!
The whole world is exploding, such as the destruction of stars, the air flow of black space flutters, with a breath of breath.
In that burst of air, a figure fell like a shell, and fell heavily on the ground, motionless, his whole body scorched, and his skin damaged. It was Huang Baijing.
Everyone in the audience was silent.
The genius rest area, those who were still muttering and complaining, froze, and then looked dull, looking at the waves spreading in the sky. It is difficult to imagine if they could retreat in this devastating attack?
Ye Chen stood in the air, looking down at the audience, a black hair flying in reverse, a cold and indifferent voice, ringing the audience: "Next, who?"
Everyone looked at the flame shrouded in flames, such as the figure walking out from the flames of hell, and the whole body shuddered, and there were several figures next to him, looking at Ye Chen's figure, his expression calmed.
"Unexpectedly, he was far beyond the initial estimate ..." A purple-clad Ziwan leaned leaning on the stone chair, her smooth hair spread to her face, her face was cold, "If you enter the top three, you can enter the Holy Land of Dragon Emperor. I got the Xuanyuan Sword, and now, I ’m afraid that this place will be divided into one. Most of the strength of this person has the fourth rank of Wang Pin! "
She is a descendant of Ziqilin, the guardian of the Xuanyuan tribe, and admires Xuanyuan's divine sword.
Next to him, a blue shirt, a slender Huang Cang, his eyes were deep, seemingly starry, he didn't want a 17-year-old boy, he stared at Ye Chen's figure, wondering what he was thinking ...
"I didn't expect this kid to be weak." Next to him, Huang Potian in a white shirt, Mei Yu with a bit of arrogance, looked at Ye Chen with a smile and said, "It's also a fire department, I don't know, his strength is still me. Strong? "
At this time, as Ye Chen's words fell, there was almost no hesitation on the battlefield, a figure swept up, full of anger, staring at Ye Chen, saying, "That day, you attacked me right?"
Ye Chen looked at Huang Wenmo in front of him, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes."
Huang Wenmo saw Ye Chen without concealing it, and he took it for granted that he had no guilt at all, and could not help anger and growled, "I want to challenge you!"
"Trick!" Ye Chen said indifferently.
Huh!
Huang Wenmo pointed at the palm of his hand, and a long sword was flying backwards, flying in mid-air. The sword was thin and cicada-winged, shining like autumn water, with a slight cyan light on it, without glare.
"Kill!" Huang Wenmo pointed at the palm of his hand, and the sword hurried toward Ye Chen. The sword was forged and forged by him. The inner part can be filled with strength. In this way, he can use the strength to direct the sword as he wants!
And his fighting method is to control the sword and kill the enemy from the air!
Because of this, his fame is extremely loud on the Six Gods Island in the Inland Sea. Many of the youngest generations are the most powerful people in the world. With their unique fighting methods, many people are disgraced.
Many people saw Huang Wenmo enter the battlefield, and he was surprised. Huang Wenmo was not comparable to Huang Baijing. This person was sent out from Tiangong Island. One of the strongest contestants this time, many people had investigated beforehand. If this person is strong enough to enter the first three final battles!
"Unexpectedly, this boy also likes to take advantage." Huang Potian watched Huang Wenmo rush to the stage with a look of disdain.
At this moment, Ye Chen and Huang Wenmo were fighting together on Wutai.
"With a small sword, dare to prestige!" Ye Chen looked indifferent, facing the lightning-fast flying sword, grabbed his hand and pinched the entire blade directly.
"Huh, you can't catch it." Huang Wenmo snorted coldly. With the strength stored in Feijian, he controlled the Feijian to tremble violently. Ye Chen was firmly grasped with one hand.
"Engulfing!" Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the strength in his body changed. The burning strength of the left chest was converted into the engulfing strength, which, along with the palm of his hand, penetrated into the Feijian when it was not noticeable.