Chapter 650: misfortune

Since Miao Jiang and his entourage, Ye Chen's current realm has reached the realm of mid-innate Dacheng, which is just one step away from the latter.
Because of the problem of the immortal profound arts technique, his current combat effectiveness is comparable to that of the strong in the late innate, and even the ordinary late master, he is not Ye Chen's opponent.
With the current situation of dead wood being seriously injured, even if Ye Chen couldn't kill the dead wood, it was enough not to fall into the wind.
He wanted to see how strong he is now.
"Since you are looking for death, no wonder the old man."
Withered Wood grunted angrily, waved his big sleeves, flying sand and rocks, a strong wind whizzed past, and a burst of energy hit Ye Chen.
When Zhuque and Ji Wushuang saw Ye Chen and Withered Mu start their hands, their expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly led Wei Xun back.
"Good job."
Ye Chen let out a big laugh, the blood surging in his whole body, volleyed punches, fists roared, and punched the strength of the dead wood directly.
"It's nothing more than the late innate period."
There was a hint of sarcasm on Ye Chen's face.
"How is this possible? How can your strength improve so fast."
Withered Mu's face changed slightly, and he exclaimed, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
His might seem casual, but in fact it is not. He almost has his six strengths.
And Ye Chen's current strength had actually reached the middle congenital stage, and he was only one level behind him.
I haven't seen it for a short period of time, Ye Chen's strength unexpectedly crossed a realm.
Even if Deadwood is well-informed, he has never seen such an enchanting genius.
"This kind of evildoer, absolutely can't keep him today."
Withered Mu's face condensed, eyes full of killing intent.
If you don't kill Ye Chen again today, I'm afraid that if you meet again next time, Wither will really have no choice but to use him. Ye Chen's terrifying talent makes Wither a little bit timid.
Withered trees bent their palms into claws, and the true energy gathered from the body, forming a small gray whirlwind. The whirlwind whirled rapidly, and the surrounding air became a little blurred. The sharp cyclone could even split the air.
"go with."
Withered Wood's eyes condensed, and the gray whirlwind in his hand drew a long gray long mark, whizzing toward Ye Chen.
Ye Chen stepped forward, his eyes flashed sharply, and with a flick of his fingers, a white sword aura flashed past, rising against the storm, and a sword slashed on the gray cyclone.
Terrifying energy fluctuations raged across the field. The playground rang around tens of meters in radius. A large pit several meters deep appeared under the feet of the two people. The mud splashed and the sand was flying.
Ye Chen frowned, took a step back slightly, withered wood snorted, his face turned pale.
This time, Ye Chen was only slightly underdog.
Withered Wood grunted angrily, moved his body, clenched his claws into a fist, and blasted out with one punch, like a hundred tigers roaring in the forest, with great strength.
"You actually played close combat with me?"
Ye Chen let out a big laugh, and the blood all over his body rushed violently, his right foot stomped on the ground, and his fist slammed up.
There was a loud bang, centered on the two of them, raging, withered wood snorted, a look of horror appeared on his face, his body retreated rapidly, and his right arm trembled.
Ye Chen's powerful body was stronger than dead wood's expectation. His punch seemed to hit the stainless steel, and the powerful counter-shock force made his right fist feel a piercing pain.
"This is too strong."
Seeing Ye Chen actually knocked back the dead wood, everyone present was shocked.
The eyes of ordinary special forces were almost straight, and the two men in front of them didn't look like humans at all in their eyes, just like gods fighting.
The originally clean and tidy playground seemed to have been bombed. There were deep pits everywhere, and countless training equipment were bombed to pieces.
If this hits them, what kind of ending will be self-evident.
As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.
Zhuque and Ji Wushuang knew better than everyone just how strong Ye Chen was now.
Even if Withered Wood had not healed from his serious injury and his strength had never recovered, Ye Chen's ability to beat him up to 50% meant it was self-evident.
"Ji Shao, your plan this time is going to be frustrated. It might be a bit difficult for Withered Wood to kill Ye Chen."
A faint smile appeared on Suzaku's face, looking at Ji Wushuang with a smile, and said.
Ji Wushuang's face was a little gloomy, he gritted his teeth, was silent, his eyes were full of ice cold.
He didn't expect Ye Chen to be so powerful, and even a master like Withered Wood couldn't help him?
This kind of strength had already left him far away, which made Ji Wushuang, who was arrogant and arrogant, couldn't accept it.
"Jianjun, this old fellow, can be regarded as an excellent disciple."
A glint flashed in Wei Xun's eyes, and his face was full of appreciation.
Withered Wood was placed in ancient times, that would be the chief of Ouchi. Ye Chen was able to fight Withered Wood at this age, and his future was bound to be limitless.
The crowd onlookers backed back several tens of meters to prevent being hurt by the unintentional energies of the two of them.
Ye Chen and Withered Wood collided fiercely, and Ye Chen opened and closed with his fists, his blood raging like a sea, his fists broke through the air, and the sound of howling wind was blown out.
Withered Wood's physical body is far from Ye Chen's. Relying on his higher cultivation base than Ye Chen, he is really magnificent, and he is evenly matched with Ye Chen.
Amidst a roar, the silhouettes of Withered Wood and Ye Chen swiftly retreated backwards. Ye Chen flipped his head in the air and laughed cheerfully: "Old guy, it seems that you can't live longer than Dragon Tiger Mountain."
Withered Mu's face was slightly pale, and the last injury had not been healed. Coupled with the fierce fighting just now, the suppressed injuries in the body showed signs of rebound.
If you drag on like this, let alone capture Ye Chen, he will be in danger himself.
If Ye Chen was seriously injured on the spot by this hairy boy, Withered Wood's face would be lost.
"Ye Chen, today even if the old man has a half-armed cultivation base, you will die here."
Withered Wood roared, his eyes full of sullen colors, his body swelled, and a pale golden light appeared on the palms of one of his hands, and there was a vague dragon's howl echoing in the field.
Ye Chen frowned, feeling a sense of life and death in his heart, his face was full of solemnity.
It can make the dead wood of the late innate stage consume half of the skill. This move has only just begun, and it has already made Ye Chen a little uneasy, and Ye Chen subconsciously assumed a posture of silence.
"Withered wood, enough, do you want to ruin this place?"
At this moment, a figure appeared ghostly in front of Withered Wood, a smug flashed across his face, his fingers volleyed a little, and an extremely depressed breath enveloped Withered Wood.